Chapter 300. The enemy has 30 seconds to reach the battlefield [ask for subscription]

The next morning, USC Film School.

Sun Yi had a hamburger in his mouth and a one-shoulder schoolbag on his back, walking towards the venue while eating, without any scruples about his personal image, he looked like an ordinary college student.

At this moment, no one can imagine that this is a well-known popular student in China, one of the only four directors of the 100 million yuan box office club, or the one who can lower the average age of the directors of the entire 100 million yuan box office club by ten years.

Speaking of which, Sun Yi is really unaccustomed to the food here, and the taste of hamburger fried chicken is very different from that of KFC McDonald's in China.

But there is no way, the big one is pulled out of the middle, and he can barely bear this thing.

Last night, I went to find a Chinese restaurant and ordered a few dishes, but I didn't expect the name on the recipe to be almost incomprehensible, and after the owner's explanation, I chose two home-cooked dishes, and tasted them on the table, almost didn't let him spit it out, it was sweet and sour.

He couldn't even describe the smell.

He would love to ask the boss.

Are you serious about this Chinese restaurant?

Is this really for the Chinese people?

It's just that you're not used to eating, and it's not good to live.

As I said before, the student dormitory building has old corridors, but the dormitory is okay, there is nothing missing, there is everything.

It's true, it's not like Sun Yi didn't live in such a single dormitory in his previous life, at that time in the unit, it was not as good as this, so he is not so hypocritical now, this student dormitory, two days and three days of temporary living for a while, he can also live, but he can't stand it, someone knocks on his door at night.

Don't think about it, it's not a door-to-door massage, if it's true, maybe, he can still hesitate to experience it.

He was curious.

I don't know if the foot therapy in the United States is strong enough, whether it is also according to the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

Anyway, last night, as soon as he fell asleep, half-asleep and half-awake, he heard the door "bang" and walked to the door in a daze.

I didn't open the door directly, but first looked outside through the door mirror.

It was pitch black, and there was no one.

At that time, he wondered if someone was playing a prank.

I didn't care, I turned over and went back to bed and lay down.

Unexpectedly, after a while, there was another knock on the door, and when I looked over, it was still pitch black.

Coincidentally, the lighting in the corridor of his dormitory was broken.

Damn, this is the second time, Sun Yi didn't think about any supernatural events on campus, after all, he was also born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze, so he is definitely a staunch materialist warrior.

Believe that?

When pigs fly!

He was sure that someone was playing a prank on him.

At that moment, he yelled at the door control.

"Who's the where, get out of here."

As soon as the words fell, a mouthful of big white teeth suddenly flashed in the door mirror, which almost didn't scare him.

Nima, I've heard of floating hair and floating tongues, but I haven't heard of floating teeth, what's the matter, this thing is still divided into regions, and the Americans are so evil, and they also play non-mainstream?

It took a long time to delay, and finally figured out that it was the director from Senegal who he had been living diagonally, a black buddy. No wonder I saw a row of big white teeth in the middle of the night.

It's scary, scary.

In the end, Sun Yi communicated with him.

Well, people are so excited that they can't sleep.

The first time I came to the drunken world of America, I couldn't find the north to catch up.

In addition, listening to the flickering of Dean Larry of the film school during the day, I was even more excited and couldn't help myself, and suddenly had a story in my heart, a long time ago, a barefoot boy in the tribe, carrying a shuttle dart, wearing a small leather skirt, a pair of soles, crisscrossing the grassland, how did he get to today's situation, I really didn't vomit or be unhappy, so I wanted to talk to Sun Yi.

At that time, Sun Yi almost didn't give him a comparison.

Nima's, you can't sleep in the middle of the night, and you're looking for me to come to the seven sets of African savannahs in the central part of the science popularization.

If you have that kung fu, you might as well study how to carry the coffin, it will definitely become popular all over the world.

Come to think of it, you can't say that, after all, they are also class brothers in the third world camp, and they still have to get by in terms of face.

As a result, Sun Yi listened to him beep for an hour, and finally Sun Yi couldn't stand it, so he directly suggested that he use this as a blueprint to create a script, which is the African savannah version of the desert island survival.

Absolutely powerful.

Therefore, Sun Yi, who didn't understand the jet lag, coupled with this critical hit, he didn't sleep well all night, and he could only buy a hamburger in the morning to deal with it.

When I came to the venue, it was still those people from yesterday, and today's process is film and television creation and exchange, mainly around the subject matter.

Sun Yi didn't dare to speak, so he just sat and listened for a while.

The palms of my hands are sweaty.

It's just unbearable.

All sorts of social taboos and so on and so forth.

There is nothing that these people dare not mention.

If this is on the news, the subtitles are all XX, XXXX, XXX, and the host will have to be a meal when broadcasting, beep, beep, beep, beep.

That Dean Larry also intends to guide on some themes, all of which are the output of Hollywood's values such as individualism, MZ, ZY, and so on.

Sun Yi, who came from later generations, was too clear about these things.

What kind of international young director exchange meeting is this, this seems to be recruiting two dogs and engaging in cultural export.

Sun Yi sweated profusely in his heart, and couldn't help but sit a little away from these people.

As I just said, as the successor of the motherland who was born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze, Sun Yi came to the United States this time to make some small money, but also wanted to secretly study the reverse output.

Unexpectedly, the money has not been earned, but they have taken a wave of lessons first

I finally stayed up until noon, and today's exchange meeting is finally over.

Before leaving, Larry, the old man, also announced a good news for everyone.

Tomorrow, the weekend, will welcome the young directors who will participate in the International Directors Exchange, and the USC Film School will hold a welcome dance, which will also be attended by the owners of Hollywood Studios who sponsor the exchange.

"Gentlemen here, enjoy your weekend with champagne and beautiful women."

After Lao Qideng's words were finished, a burst of cheers broke out in the venue.

That's right, on the whole point of such a light topic, everyone drinks, sings, hugs, dances, and then gets to know each other in depth, isn't it very good.

Sun Yi's face also showed a relaxed smile.

I can't say it, win glory for the country, at this time!

Just when Sun Yi was full of fantasies about winning glory for the country, a low-key black business car stopped at the entrance of the USC colonel.

The back door opened, and a pair of small white shoes were stepped out, then white calves, a pair of aqua blue 7-point jeans, a skinny T-shirt printed with a red heart, and a small pink jacket.

She is an energetic young beautiful girl.

Standing in place, he first stretched widely, then leaned over and took out a small pink suitcase from the car, looking meaningfully at the scenery of the USC campus.

The sun reflected on the girl's sunglasses, flashing a dazzling light, I don't know what I remembered, the girl suddenly hooked the corner of her mouth, raised her hand and pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, and then stroked her hair, held her head high, dragged the suitcase, and a pair of slender legs took a brisk step.

Efforts are being made to restore updates, dry progress, and make up for arrears.

It will take some time, and I hope you have a great sea!

Don't dare to ask for it.

Thanks!

(End of chapter)