vstars Chapter 194 Graduation Ceremony
Chapter 194 Graduation Ceremony
That afternoon, Fu Yibai was playing "Three Kingdoms Kill" on his office computer.
The game has been online for more than half a year, with peak concurrent users exceeding 500,000 and daily revenue reaching as high as 5 million.
The licensing agreement for the physical cards has been signed, and the first batch of products will be available next month.
Liu Yongqiang's team has already started working on the localization of the overseas version, and agents from several Southeast Asian countries have proactively approached them, offering increasingly better terms.
Fu Yibai, who was controlling Sima Yi who was the traitor, was about to activate the feedback skill when his phone rang.
He glanced at the caller ID and answered.
"teacher."
"Yi Bai, do you still remember the graduation ceremony?"
Zhang Jiandong's voice came through the receiver, carrying a hint of urging.
"I remember. The day after tomorrow, right?"
"right.
Nine o'clock in the morning, in the school auditorium.
"understood."
"besides."
Zhang Jiandong paused.
"The school wants to get you an honorary professorship."
What do you think?
Fu Yibai leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the table.
"Honorary professor? I've only been out of school for a few years!"
"What you've accomplished in the past few years is enough for others to do for a lifetime."
Zhang Jiandong chuckled.
"The Berlin Golden Bear, the Cannes Palme d'Or, and three films broke domestic box office records."
The school giving you an honorary professorship isn't unreasonable.
Fu Yibai did not respond.
Zhang Jiandong added, "Don't feel pressured. It's just an honorary title; you don't need to teach classes. Just come back occasionally to give lectures to the younger students."
"Alright."
"Then it's settled."
See you the day after tomorrow.
The phone hangs up.
Fu Yibai put down his phone and looked back at the computer screen.
The game is over.
A message popped up on the screen: "The rebels have won."
The foolish lord was killed by the traitor Huang Zhong with a single blow.
"Damn! Huang Zhong still needs to be nerfed!"
June 28, Beijing Film Academy.
When Fu Yibai arrived, a long queue had already formed at the entrance of the auditorium.
Wearing graduation gowns and caps, their young faces showed excitement and reluctance.
Some people were taking photos, some were hugging, and some were squatting on the steps looking at photos on their phones.
Fu Yibai entered the auditorium through a side door.
Zhang Jiandong was standing backstage, talking to several teachers.
He waved when he saw him come in.
"Yi Bai, come here."
Fu Yibai walked over.
"Are you nervous?" Zhang Jiandong asked.
"I'm not nervous."
"That's good."
Zhang Jiandong patted him on the shoulder.
"The speech doesn't need to be too long, about fifteen minutes is enough."
Share your experiences to encourage the children.
Fu Yibai nodded.
At 8:50, the auditorium was full of people.
Hundreds of graduates, along with parents and teachers, filled nearly a thousand seats.
The principal, several vice-principals, Zhang Jiandong, and Xie Xiaojin were sitting on the stage.
Fu Yibai sat at the far end of the stage, with a microphone in front of him.
At 9:00 AM sharp, the graduation ceremony officially began.
Speech by the principal, speech by a teacher representative, and speech by a student representative.
The entire process took forty minutes.
Then came the degree conferment ceremony.
One by one, the students walked onto the stage, received their degree certificates from the principal, bowed, took photos, and then left the stage.
Fu Yibai sat on the stage, watching those young faces walk past him.
Some people were laughing, some were crying with red eyes, some were so nervous that their hands were trembling, and some were walking so fast that they almost tripped.
The degree conferment ceremony concluded at 10:20 AM.
The principal stood up and walked to the podium.
"Next, there's a special segment."
He paused, his gaze sweeping across the audience.
"After deliberation by the school, it has been decided to confer the title of Honorary Professor of Beijing Film Academy upon Director Fu Yibai."
Applause erupted from the audience.
Fu Yibai stood up and walked to the podium.
The principal picked up the small red notebook from the side and handed it over.
"Congratulations, Director Fu."
Fu Yibai took it and turned to face the audience.
Flashes went off from all directions—not from reporters, but from students taking pictures with their phones.
The applause lasted for more than ten seconds before slowly subsiding.
The principal stepped back, indicating that he could begin his speech.
Fu Yibai stood in front of the podium, his gaze sweeping over the young faces on the stage.
Good morning, fellow freshmen.
...............
"Thanks."
He stepped back and bowed to the audience.
The applause erupted again and lasted for a long time.
Fu Yibai returned to his seat, and the principal gave a few more closing remarks, officially concluding the graduation ceremony.
The crowd began to surge out.
Fu Yibai left through the side door and went backstage, where Zhang Jiandong was already waiting.
"Well said."
Fu Yibai chuckled.
"good."
"Let's go to the cafeteria for lunch. Director Xie is treating."
"Director Xie is so stingy, treating us to a meal in the cafeteria?"
"Haha, it's already pretty good that he's treating us."
"Hahaha."
The two came out from backstage and walked towards the cafeteria.
Students kept recognizing him on the way. Some called him "Director Fu", some called him "Senior", and some held up their phones to take photos with him.
Fu Yibai responded to each point.
"I wonder how many of these kids will stay in the entertainment industry in the future."
Zhang Jiandong watched those departing figures, his tone tinged with emotion.
Fu Yibai simply smiled.
"Everyone has their own path. It's already very good to know what you want at this age."