When Zhang Yuxuan inquired about Nortel's two-year specialty, he found that the Nortel vocational high school that Zhang Yuxuan knew did not exist at all.

That's right, in 2001, there was no two-year college at all. Not only does Nortel not, but even Chinese opera does not.

Now Zhang Yuxuan was depressed.

For people like Zhang Yuxuan, or people like him.

If you want to rise from a special actor, the chances of being able to rise are very, very small.

But at this time, if Zhang Yuxuan can come up with a Nortel graduation certificate, or a Chinese opera degree, even if it is a college degree, it will be very easy for him to rise.

After all, this era is not like twenty years later, everything looks at traffic, and as for acting skills and even academic qualifications, it hardly has much effect. (The four female stars who are evaluated by some as the new generation of four small flowers, each of them is Nortel or Chinese opera, and they are not even engaged in this kind of industry, of course, there is naturally no acting skills, but people have traffic.) ）

"Do you really have to wait two years, wait for the bodyguard to take off, and then come back to pull me?" Zhang Yuxuan couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Scratching his head vigorously, Zhang Yuxuan felt that he was really a failed traverser.

It's been more than a year and nearly two years since I crossed this, and I haven't mixed it up yet, and I'm still playing tricks - well, it's a big deal. But he couldn't find a way to rise at all.

He still wants to go to school, but he hasn't done it yet, and he originally wanted to get an academic background.

Looking back at the gate of the Chinese opera, Zhang Yuxuan couldn't help but sigh.

"Forget it, let's continue to improve my acting skills and hone my acting skills. Then just wait for the bodyguard to take off, and I'll just lie flat. Zhang Yuxuan struggled a few times, and in the end he was like a salted fish that turned over.

So, Zhang Yuxuan regained his spirit and planned to leave.

At this time, Zhang Yuxuan saw someone walk into the Chinese opera school, and faintly listened to the person as if he was saying that he was a director and wanted to go to the Chinese opera to select students to be actors-

This makes Zhang Yuxuan even more envious.

Look, this is a student of Chinese opera, and before he graduated, someone had already come to the door.

If you're a student yourself, you might be able to play a role if you just put on a good performance, and then you can evolve from a special actor to an actor.

"Huh? Chinese opera students - if I am a Chinese opera student - then can I go to Chinese opera or Nortel school to walk around, and I don't say whether I am a student in it, and when there is a director to choose someone, I will make a little bit of it, in case I am selected-"

Zhang Yuxuan's eyes lit up a little.

He suddenly felt that this was a good idea, because the school is relatively small and the management is relatively strict, it is not so easy to get in, but the management of Nortel is relatively easy, plus Zhang Yuxuan is only eighteen years old now, which is exactly the age that students should have, and they can enter without even pretending.

"I'm a fucking genius." Zhang Yuxuan couldn't help but praise himself.

……

"Brother, you look so happy, can you get on Nortel?" When Wang Baoqiao asked again, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes, he was also full of yearning for such things as going to college, and even subconsciously felt that a person from this background was a head shorter in front of college students.

"No, Nortel still has Chinese opera, and now there is no specialty." Zhang Yuxuan shook his head with a smile.

"Well, why are you so happy that you can't go to college?" Wang Baoqiao was a little confused.

"Hehe, because I came up with a great idea." Zhang Yuxuan immediately told Wang Baoqian what he thought.

After Wang Baoqiao heard Zhang Yuxuan's words, his eyes lit up: "Brother, does that mean that I can also go to Nortel to pretend to be a student of Nortel like you?" ”

"Well, bodyguard, wait." Zhang Yuxuan got up, then took a mirror back and handed it to Wang Baoqiao.

"Brother, what are you doing with the mirror?"

"I didn't do anything, just let you find the mirror by yourself, do you think you look like this, saying that you are a student of Nortel, will anyone believe it?"

"......" Wang Baoqiao was dumbfounded.

Wang Baoqiao looked at Zhang Yuxuan's good-looking face, and then looked at his own black and ugly face in the mirror, and his face couldn't help but distort.

"Okay, bodyguard, this is just one of my own ideas, whether it can be done is another matter. If it really happens, I'll definitely come back to pull you after I get angry. Zhang Yuxuan patted Wang Baoqiao's shoulder and said.

"Brother, this is what you said, don't forget me."

"Don't worry, I will never forget you, and bodyguard, don't be inferior, I think you will definitely succeed and become a big star." Zhang Yuxuan encouraged Wang Baoqiao.

"Hey, hey, if I really become a big star, I'll marry a college student as my wife." Wang Baoqian said very yearningly.

"Eh, marry a college student as a wife?" Zhang Yuxuan's eyes were a little strange when he looked at Wang Baoqiao.

"What's wrong, brother? I know it's almost impossible for me to become a star, but can't I fantasize about it yet? Wang Baoqiao scratched his head.

"No, I didn't think about this, I just think, I think-Baoqi, you remember one sentence first, I think you are a person who was born with a discord with the surname Ma and the surname Song, and avoid these two surnames in the future."

"Why? Brother, do you still know how to tell fortunes? Brother, you will calculate for me again, calculate when I will be able to get rich and marry a wife. Wang Baoqian sat in front of Zhang Yuxuan with a smile.

“……”

In order to be able to mix in Nortel, Zhang Yuxuan deliberately took out all the money he had saved, and he decided to go shopping.

Of course, Zhang Yuxuan didn't go out of his way to buy any brand-name clothes, so he bought some clothes with an upper middle level.

Although Zhang Yuxuan himself is not a fashionista and does not understand fashion, he has a vision that is far beyond this era for decades, but he also matched himself with a few clothes that look particularly refreshing and fashionable.

When Zhang Yuxuan put on new clothes, the whole person directly became a handsome guy. Especially the clothes that far exceed the vision of this era, after bringing out his temperament as a traverser, Zhang Yuxuan's body has a temperament that young people of this era do not have.

Always put on new clothes for Zhang Yuxuan, even if it is placed in Nortel, it looks quite eye-catching.

So, when Zhang Yuxuan walked into Nortel, he seemed surprisingly harmonious, and he would not be recognized at all that he was not a student of Nortel at all.

Zhang Yuxuan even walked in front of the security guard, and the security guard just glanced at Zhang Yuxuan, and did not ask Zhang Yuxuan for a student ID at all.