A great director who grew up happily

Chapter 123 Fang Yifan, who is not easy to evaluate

After Fang Yifan played some music on his mobile phone, he started dancing by himself.

He danced with great enthusiasm, and everyone laughed heartily, except Chen Jinnian, who rubbed his eyes and looked like he had a headache.

It cannot be said that his dancing was bad, it can only be said that his dancing was like a devil, as if after leaving the dance machine, his whole body was scattered, and his hands and feet were busy with their own things.

Chen Jinnian once suspected that Fang Yifan was studying dance in Guangxi and was indeed a seasoned veteran dancer.

"Stop, stop for a moment." Chen Jinnian couldn't help it anymore and hurriedly stopped him.

"What's wrong?" Fang Yifan said with lingering thoughts.

"I'm not saying you danced badly, it's just that this part isn't appropriate," Chen Jinnian said, frowning. "Some of the examiners are quite old, so be a little considerate of them. A single school exam involves reviewing thousands of students, which is really tiring. If they all had someone like you, they'd go crazy."

"You're so out of date. This is the most popular dance now."

"Don't worry about whether it's popular or not. Even if you can do the ghost step dance, it's too risky. There are still test requirements for taking the exam. If you don't follow the requirements, then what's the point of taking the art exam?"

Chen Jinnian rejected it directly. This kind of school exam is very subjective. Even Dashachun would not do such a thing as using his own future to challenge other people's bottom line.

"Then what kind do you want?" Fang Yifan asked back.

Wang Qing was also laughing so hard just now. When she heard Fang Yifan's question, she nudged Wang Yidi and said, "Didi, show Fanfan how to do it."

"Ah, there are so many people here."

"There will be a lot of people on the day of the exam, so just treat it as an advance rehearsal. It's okay, there are no outsiders here."

"Okay." Wang Yidi agreed coquettishly, took off her windbreaker and handed it to Chen Jinnian.

"Just jump a few times. You can't stand steadily in slippers." After taking the clothes, Chen Jinnian couldn't help but remind him.

"Uh-huh."

Wang Yidi studied classical dance, which emphasizes the combination of body movements and rhythm, and focuses on showing the dancer's "form" and "spirit" through changes in speed, strength, hardness and softness.

Even though Wang Yidi was only just getting started in this area, he still made Fang Yifan look like a street urchin.

Chen Jinnian couldn't tell the depth of his skills, but he still felt that they were extremely elegant, just like his figure, graceful as a startled swan and elegant as a swimming dragon.

Wang Yidi was delighted to hear everyone's applause. She performed a cloud-hand movement and then a single-hand turn dance step. However, she forgot that she was wearing slippers at this time, and the shoes did not fit her feet, so she fell sideways.

"Be careful."

"Ah, danger"

Chen Jinnian, who had already sensed something was wrong, was the first to rush over and hold her in his arms while everyone was still exclaiming.

After the false alarm, everyone realized that there was indeed something wrong with Fang Yifan's dancing. If compared with others, there was no possibility of him being admitted.

"Fang Yifan, you said you sing well, so let me hear a few more a cappella songs." Chen Jinnian continued to ask while supporting Wang Yidi.

"Okay, I'll sing Jay Chou's..."

"Stop, stop, stop. How come you always hit the jackpot? Jay Chou's singing style and pronunciation are very distinctive. Why don't you try Lao Xue's or Li Jian's?"

"You have so much to do. Okay, I'll just sing Li Jian's song." Fang Yifan complained and started singing: "I wish that one day, the past will return and we will linger on the shores of Lake Baikal..."

After listening to it, Chen Jinnian felt that Fang Yifan's vocal condition was at least better than his dancing. Although he still had a hoarse voice, it was still pretty good among ordinary people.

After listening to a few words, he winked at Fang Yuan and walked to the other side with him and whispered, "Uncle, if you really want Fang Yifan to take the art exam, you need to find a professional teacher to take a look at Fang Yifan. It's hard for me to comment on Fang Yifan's performance right now."

"Do you mean to ask a teacher who specializes in teaching art exams?" Fang Yuan said.

"Of course not, they sell courses and recruit students. How can they say Fang Yifan is not suitable? This is just throwing away the money they have earned." He directly rejected the other party's proposal.

"I need to consult a teacher who is knowledgeable but not related to the art exam, for example, Aunt Xiaomeng."

Chen Jinnian mentioned this name, but now the other party has broken up with the scumbag Qiao Weidong. Whether he can still ask for help depends on Fang Yuan's own ability.

"Well, what you said makes sense." Fang Yuan nodded in agreement, but he still asked something else, "By the way, is there any possibility for Fang Yifan to become a director? He is indeed quite interested in it."

"So, the school entrance examination for this major not only includes a written test, but also a writing test. And if you apply to a university outside Beijing, you may also need the results of the unified examination." Chen Jinnian briefly introduced the content of the examination.

When Fang Yuan heard that there would be a written test and writing, and that he would need to take the unified examination for art students, he gave up on this major immediately. Fang Yifan had already failed the Chinese language test, so it was better not to make things worse.

Speaking of which, Fang Yifan is also very amazing. It is normal for him to fail in math and English. There are not many such people in Chunfeng Middle School, but it can be said that it is not surprising and not uncommon.

However, it is indeed very rare for a student to fail in Chinese or get a score of just over 90.

It was very difficult to get a high score in this course, but it was also very difficult to get a low score. Unless he wrote off-topic essays every time, or insisted on writing narrative essays under the teacher's repeated instructions, he couldn't imagine how Fang Yifan could fail the exam despite studying every day.

After Fang Yifan finished singing, Wang Qing found an angle to praise him a few times, and then invited Tong Wenjie to the parents group of art exam candidates. Then she took Wang Yidi away and casually called Chen Jinnian to join.

After the three of them entered the elevator, they looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Jinnian, do you think Fang Yifan has a chance? Why do I feel like he's joking?" Wang Yidi said.

"Don't even think about getting into the Central Academy of Drama or Communication University of China. But if their family is willing to spend money on training, there's still a chance for them to get into other places." Chen Jinnian forced himself to stop laughing and said seriously.

Fang Yifan, a talented person in the human resources and social sciences, has no fear of being nervous at all. He still has an advantage during school entrance exams and interviews. As long as he doesn't get carried away and do something stupid during the exam, everything will be fine.

"Then why didn't you say it directly just now?" Wang Yidi asked curiously.

"Do you think I should offer any advice on this matter of using hundreds of thousands of dollars as chips to bet that Fang Yifan can pass the art exam? Or, in other words, would my advice be useful?" Chen Jinnian replied.

He even felt that Xiao Meng in the play only helped Fang Yifan for Qiao Weidong's sake. Otherwise, who would do such a thankless task?

It's like someone who knows computers won't easily install a computer for a friend unless they have a very close relationship. Otherwise, once you install a computer for a friend, it means 24-hour after-sales service and a lifetime warranty.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Jinnian, auntie made some porridge at home. You two can try some while you study."

"Okay, Auntie's porridge must be delicious."

Wang Yidi looked at his smiling face, secretly stepped on his foot, and said with a pout: "Oh, flatterer."