The dorm room was empty.

The three brothers have left Yanjing for something, and it is now the third day.

They didn't say what they were going to do, they just told Shen Lang to deal with some things in their hometown, and they would come back in a week or so.

Shen Lang was not surprised.

After all, since the beginning of this semester, the three of them have been very busy, often for three days without seeing a shadow at both ends, and on the interface of the "League of Legends" game where the dormitory brothers were fanatical, the avatars of the three people have always been gray......

You can't play games all the time.

Well, it's going to grow up.

....................................

Shen Lang, a scumbag, looked at the two "Introduction to Art", and "Theory of Directing" had a pain in his brain.

After watching it for half an hour, he felt like he had a headache.

He felt that he really didn't have any artistic talent, and these theoretical things were really painful for Shen Lang.

But......

He had to bite the bullet again.

He needs to get that ticket, and then he needs to have a chance to meet Zhou Xiaoxi, so that he can have the opportunity to really package the movie "Our Youth" and increase the probability of successfully attracting investment.

He understands everything.

But......

"Why the hell did I choose such a difficult path?"

It was late at night.

Shen Lang suddenly couldn't help but slap the table and let out a desolate sigh.

He looked down at the two books again.

This messy theoretical knowledge really made Shen Lang almost cry.

Wouldn't it kill a scumbag who was already planning to fall and didn't seek to be motivated to suddenly try to read a book?

Forget it!

I don't watch it, I don't watch it, I don't make a movie, I don't do it, I tell my brothers, I'm bragging, where is the script, where is the investment, I don't want it, Lao Tzu goes home and continues to do his own decoration company, from one side of the world, the brothers have been in debt, who made them stupid, took my bragging seriously, and stupidly resigned from such a promising job, how can this kind of fool have any future in the future, and even if he makes a movie hard, with inexperienced people like us, it will not be lost to grandma's house？

Next Olympics!

No more!

The moon was shining brightly, and the bright moonlight shone on the earth.

All kinds of messy emotions echoed in Shen Lang's mind, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this thing was not worth it, and finally Shen Lang picked up the book and threw it on the ground, without saying a word, he ran to the bed and prepared to lie down, and it didn't take long for him to snoring and dreaming.

But......

"Ding-dong. ”

A text message prompt tone appeared on Shen Lang's mobile phone.

Then, Shen Lang subconsciously opened it and looked at it.

"Hmm, who transferred 50,000 yuan to me? Is it wrong......? Du Jiang, this kid turned around?"

Shen Lang was stunned.

Just when Shen Lang didn't understand what was going on, the phone rang again.

"Hey?" Shen Lang received a call.

"Brother Lang!" there was a burst of surprise on the other end of the phone.

"What's wrong?"

"We negotiated with a school, taking advantage of the summer vacation, the school is willing to vacate a place to help us make a movie, and at the same time we have a local advertising sponsorship fee of about 100,000 yuan, I think, this is the future publicity fund of our film, we have signed the contract, half of the sponsorship fee has been taken, and you have been hit on the card, you see, by the way, Brother Lang...... Next, there may be a large amount of upfront investment costs, and the bill has been sent to your Q dog mailbox...... If the crew still lacks something, you can arrange it, while we are here, we will finish it early and start filming early......"

Du Jiang's high-spirited voice echoed in Shen Lang's ears.

There was also the laughter of the other two brothers nearby.

All three have a dream......

"Actually......" Shen Lang exhaled deeply.

"What's wrong, Brother Lang, do you have a cold?"

"It's okay! It's hard work!" In the end, what Shen Lang was about to say was completely held back.

"Haha, what's the hard work, Brother Lang, you are working hard, writing scripts, pulling investment, and making movies next...... What are we...... Haha, Brother Lang, wait for us, in four days, our crew should be able to finish it!"

"Good ......"

The phone hung up.

In the empty dormitory, Shen Lang looked at his mobile phone blankly, and then looked at the two books thrown on the ground in a daze.

Ultimately......

"Hey, damn it, it!"

After gritting his teeth for a while, Shen Lang turned over without saying a word and continued to look at the light.

Go to bed?

Sleep with a hammer!

....................................

Morning.

When Zhang Ya just got out of the car, Zhang Ya saw Shen Lang in the corridor at the door of the office munching on buns and flipping through books.

"Yo, the sun is coming out in the west today, and you still have to work so hard to get up so early?"

"Ahem, ahem, this isn't a ticket waiting for you. ”

"Didn't sleep yesterday?"

"Slept for half an hour. ”

"All reading?"

"Hmmm......"

"How much have you seen?"

"Hmm...... Not much, this thing, it's too hard. ”

"Alright, come in. ”

"Good. ”

Zhang Ya saw the dark circles around Shen Lang's eyes, and at the same time saw Shen Lang's serious expression.

She knew that Shen Lang had indeed worked hard.

While relieved, he suddenly felt that the request he made yesterday was indeed a bit excessive.

She just hoped that Shen Lang could pass the make-up exam.

However, although the time for the make-up exam is getting tighter and tighter, as long as Shen Lang has more snacks on weekdays, there will be no problem.

The key is the question of attitudes towards learning.

When she walked into the office with Shen Lang, she was about to hand the ticket to Shen Lang and then encourage her......

"Sister, you ask. ”

"Huh?"

"Sister, I said, you can ask questions, I have read all the content you marked yesterday. ”

Under the morning sun.

Shen Lang, who was full of dark circles, put down the book and showed a serious smile, this smile seemed to reveal confidence.

Zhang Ya subconsciously picked up the textbook......

"Well, then, the premise of the introduction to art is ......"

"Art comes from life, in fact, making things to the extreme is art, but it is ...... with aesthetics" Shen Lang closed his eyes, let out a long sigh of relief, and began to memorize.

“......”

"The difference between Western art and Eastern art is ......" Zhang Ya continued to smoke one.

"The gap between the West and the East is in terms of culture, and the gap in the level of art ......" Shen Lang stared at Zhang Ya's eyes and continued to speak seriously.

“......”

“......”

In a huge office.

As one question after another was answered, Zhang Ya's heart was full of surprise.

She originally thought that even if Shen Lang read all night, he could only read a little bit, after all, with Shen Lang's lazy learning attitude, no one supervised the basic learning efficiency is absolutely low, and there is a lot of content marked by herself, unless you are really good students, ordinary students really can't remember it overnight......

But now......

Shen Lang not only memorized everything, but even memorized the content he marked out so well that Shen Lang could even say one or two things that he didn't mark......

Can Zhang Ya not be surprised?

Looking at Shen Lang's dark circles, Zhang Ya was suddenly a little moved.

"Sister, are there any more questions?" Shen Lang looked at the time on the wall, and then looked at Zhang Ya seriously.

Now he's short on time, he can't afford to waste a single moment, he needs to be well prepared for the evening concert.

"No...... Shen Lang, come on, I knew you could!" Zhang Ya looked at Shen Lang and nodded.

"Sister, the ticket ......"

"Give...... Keep it up!"

"Okay, thanks!"

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief after picking up the ticket, and then turned around and left the office.

Looking at Shen Lang's back, Zhang Ya hesitated slightly.

"Shen Lang ......"

"Huh, sister, what's wrong?"

"It's fine!"

"Oh, good. ”

When Shen Lang left, Zhang Ya somehow echoed in her mind the video of Shen Lang's art exam that year.

"I started from humble, my life is like an ant, but I yearn for the light, I hope that I can finally shine, I hope I can be like a moth to a fire, I hope I can scatter the light ......"

That year......

Shen Lang stood up straight, looking at everyone with confidence.

That year, his voice was greeted with applause, and among the applause, there was Zhang Ya.

"Ding-dong. ”

After waking up from her memories, Zhang Ya silently looked at the extra 1,002 on her bank card.

Although, this payout is really ...... for the balance

Nothing......

Then he looked out the window again.

Downstairs outside the window, she saw Shen Lang with his hands in his pockets, and finally the crowd gradually drifted away......

Perhaps, I really need to help him......

..............................

"It's seven o'clock in the evening and it's the symphony. ”

"How can I attack Zhou Xiaoxi?"

"Am I going to ...... Wrap me up?"

"Do you want to buy a decent set of clothes?"

"Well, how can you make a school girl pay attention to you and promise to eat with you...... Wait, although I have 50,000 and 500 on my card, in fact, I only have 500 yuan to use now, it seems that I can't eat in high-end restaurants, and I can't buy suits......"

"What should I do?"

Back in the dorm.

Shen Lang looked in the mirror.

He suddenly felt like he had opened another hell of difficulty.