"Harem" quickly occupied the major lists of Bijiang Literature Network at a very fast speed.

Song Anran fought his way out of the Bijiang Literature Network with a small vacuum.

Even if someone kept hanging her on the forum during this process, it still didn't cause an uproar.

Because, the person concerned, Song Anran, never paid attention to these things, and never paid attention to the comments that were obviously sunspots, so that her popularity accumulated rapidly.

And after the text is on the right track, Song Anran codes words on weekdays, chats with his friends, watches the movies they recommend, and nibble on some novels of great gods.

It's just that the leisurely days will soon come to an end, and the day of Song Anran's school has arrived.

On this day, Song Anran directly took out the admission letter stored in his memory from a cabinet.

"Department of Drama, Film and Television Literature of Capital Film Academy?" Song Anran silently read the name on the admission letter, as described in his mental memory, the original body has always had a strong interest in literature, coupled with the influence of his father, which is why he chose such a department.

After Song Anran understood, she didn't feel that there was anything to reject, she is also writing novels now, although there is a difference between screenwriting and writing novels, but the grasp of the plot and words requires the same skills, and it is just right for her to learn this.

With a touch of anticipation, Song Anran went out.

As soon as I opened the door, I happened to see Zhou Yan on the other side of the door also come out.

Seeing Song Anran, Zhou Yan nodded and walked to the elevator in silence.

Song Anran blinked, didn't say anything, and followed the elevator.

Inside the elevator, there was an extraordinary silence.

And Zhou Yan glanced inadvertently, but he saw the cover of the admission letter in Song Anran's hand.

Capital Film Academy?

Zhou Yan's pupils couldn't help shrinking, Song Anran was a student at the Capital Film Academy.

His eyes couldn't help but turn to Song Anran's face, from the first time they met, he knew that Song Anran in front of him was no worse than his stars, but he had enough beautiful artists and enough resources in his hands before, and he didn't consider signing Song Anran at all.

But that's no longer the case.

He needs entertainers now!

"You're a student at the Capital Film Academy?" Zhou Yan asked at Song Anran.

"Hmm." Song Anran glanced at Zhou Yan suspiciously, but he still responded directly.

"Since you are a student of Shoudian, are you willing to be my artist?" Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Zhou Yan said directly.

Player? Song Anran's mind flashed quickly to the figures of those moviegoers.

It's a lot of fun to play someone else.

It's a pity that the days of stardom are not suitable for her.

She prefers to enjoy this different life in a low-key manner than to be glamorous.

Thinking about it, Song Anran shook his head directly, "I don't want to be an artist." ”

"If you are not an artist, you are going to film school?" Zhou Yan looked at Song Anran suspiciously.

Looking at Zhou Yan, Song Anran seemed to remember something, took out the admission notice and handed it to Zhou Yan, "I'm not from the acting department, I'm from the drama, film and television literature department." ”

Hearing this, a flash of surprise flashed in Zhou Yan's eyes, but he still took the admission letter in Song Anran's hand, and sighed helplessly when he saw the Department of Drama, Film and Television Literature above.

In the end, Zhou Yan still said, "If you want to enter the entertainment industry in the future, you can find me." ”

"Let's talk about it!" Song Anran said perfunctorily.

When Zhou Yan wanted to say something, the elevator had already reached the first floor.

"Goodbye." Song Anran was the first to speak, and the next moment, he got out of the elevator directly, and soon, the figure dissipated in Zhou Yan's sight.

Song Anran, who left, had already taken the bus to Shoudian at this time, and Song Anran chose this college because it was close to home and had a direct bus to the college, which was very convenient.

Now, it's cheaper for her.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped at the gate of Shoudian.

Song Anran stopped from the car and looked at the crowds of students, Song Anran's eyes were a little trance-like and a little excited.

In the past, her favorite thing was reading.

Her grandfather had also said that if she were a man, she would make a difference.

It's a pity that she is a daughter and is destined to be unable to inherit the family business, so the family has never specially asked a famous teacher to teach, just let her know some words.

And now, her wish has been fulfilled in this era.

The footsteps became brisk, and Song Anran walked directly to the base camp for entertaining new students, and began to search for the freshman reception of the Department of Drama, Film and Television Literature.

"You're a freshman in this class?" A girl stepped forward and asked Song Anran.

"Hmm." Song Anran nodded.

"Are you from the acting department?"

"I'm from the Department of Drama, Film, Television and Literature." Song Anran hurriedly said.

"Drama, Film, Television and Literature?" The girl looked at Song Anran in disbelief, she was so beautiful that she wasn't from the acting department?

"Weird?" Song Anran asked rhetorically.

"It's kind of weird." The girl smiled lightly, and then said, "I'm the senior sister of the acting department who is one year older than you, I thought you were from the acting department, and I was about to take you there!" ”

"Senior sister, can you tell me, where is the freshman reception of the Department of Drama, Film and Television Literature?" Song Anran said politely, there are too many of these departments, and people are dazzled by it.

"Oh, there!" The girl pointed directly to the top of a tent in the distance, on which were hanging seven characters, "Department of Drama, Film and Television Literature"

"Thank you." After thanking him, Song Anran turned around and walked out of the freshman newspaper of the Department of Drama, Film and Television Literature.

At this time, the girl who was standing in place immediately took out her mobile phone and posted it on the college forum.

"The new students of the Department of Drama, Film and Television Literature are beauties, crushing the beauties of the performance departments." At the end of the post, there is also a photo that she took when she first saw it.

Just got closer and looked, it was a natural beauty!

Now, I'm afraid the school flower of Shoudian is going to be replaced!

And not long after the post was posted, someone immediately built a building under it.

"Licking the screen, I saw it when I just passed by, it's beautiful! The photograph is beautiful, too. ”

"Are you sure it's not whole?"

"Upstairs, can you make such a face with plastic surgery?"

"It's going to be disappointing when you see a real person."

"I know this person, I am in the same school as my junior high school and high school, and I have been sitting firmly in the school since junior high school."

"Haha, you don't have to be jealous, the goddess has been so beautiful since she was a child."

"Upstairs, when did you become your goddess?"

"She conquered me with her face!"

“……”

Song Anran, who was at the center of public opinion, had already come to the freshman reception of the Department of Drama, Film and Television Literature at this time.

"You're a freshman in the Department of Drama, Film, Television and Literature?" The senior who recorded the file looked up and asked, although at the moment of looking up, his first reaction was whether the other party had made a mistake.

"Hmm." In response, Song Anran had already put the admission notice in his hand and his various materials on the table.

After the senior finished the inspection, he nodded and said directly, "At half past six tonight, the counselor will explain some things, you can go to the dormitory to tidy up first." ”

"I'm not going to live in a dormitory." Song Anran said immediately.

"Huh?" The senior glanced at Song Anran unexpectedly, and then said, "Then you register this form first." ”

Song Anran hurriedly took the paper and pen, found a stool, and silently filled it out on the side.

Song Anran, who hung his head and filled in, has become a scenery in the eyes of others.

ClickClick......

Many people couldn't help but take out their mobile phones to film this scene.

Feeling some gaze condensed on him, Song Anran's brows furrowed, he filled out the form as much as he could, and finally left the academy quickly.

And the post about her, as the number of photos increases, it is getting hotter and hotter!