The world of film and television begins from childhood

However, this money belongs to Zhou Chen personally. He just took it out to sing for the anchor. The copyright is still his. Naturally, he has the final say in the sale and purchase. It has nothing to do with the company directly.

However, because of the help from the school professors, Zhou Chen also took out a small portion and wanted to give it to those professors, but they were unwilling to accept it. In the end, Zhou Chen could only donate it to the school in the name of a donation.

Because of this incident, the school leaders had a better impression of Zhou Chen. Look at him, his company hasn't made any money yet, but he's already thinking about the school. We have to protect such a good student...

As a result, Zhou Chen's status in school became better and better. Feng Cuicui, the class teacher, was called over by the dean several times and was warned not to target Zhou Chen anymore, otherwise other measures would be taken.

Although Feng Cuicui was so angry that her teeth were itching, she had no choice but to endure it. She was just a professional course teacher and did not have much background in the school. If she wanted to stay in the school, how could she dare to disobey the dean's order?

So now he basically ignored Zhou Chen in class. After doing so, he found that his mood actually improved a lot.

Out of sight is pure.

When Zhou Chen and Lin Luoxue arrived at the classroom that day, they saw their classmates discussing something. He was not interested at first, but Yu Hao grabbed him.

"Zhou Chen, have you heard?"

Zhou Chen was confused: "What did you hear? Did something big happen?"

"Pan Zhen, Pan Zhen from the next door electronic editing class, his short film won an award, the Best Short Film Award at the Capital University Student Film Festival."

Yu Hao shouted in surprise: "I really didn't realize that guy actually had such a talent. He is from the electronic editing class, and he learned how to make short films from others and even submitted them to others."

"That's it? You call that a thing?"

Zhou Chen thought something big had happened.

Yu Hao asked in confusion: "Isn't this a problem? Pan Zhen, from the electronic editing class, what ability does he have to win the award?"

Zhou Chen patted his shoulder and said, "Look at it calmly. It's just a Best Short Film Award. I haven't even heard of it. Is it very influential?"

Yu Hao was stunned for a moment: "Uh, this, actually I am not too sure, I haven't studied it, I don't know how valuable it is, but those people in the electronic editing class are bragging about it, it makes me angry."

Zhou Chen smiled and said, "Then you can also use your strengths to confront them. Didn't you get paid more than 5,000 yuan last month? Use this to confront them and see what else they have to say."

"Oh, right. Why didn't I think of that? I'm a successful person with a job and a salary now. Why should I bother with a bunch of little brats who still ask their parents for money? No, I have to change my mindset quickly."

Yu Hao reacted. He was very unhappy when he heard that Pan Zhen won the award. But when he thought about his current situation, he was still a sophomore in college, but he had already started working and earned money, and it seemed that his future was pretty good. Wasn't this much more real than Pan Zhen's crappy award?

Zhou Chen and Lin Luoxue returned to their seats. When Yu Hao mentioned Pan Zhen's award, he really didn't care much because he had never heard of that award.

This is actually normal. There are so many film awards nowadays. As for the college student film festivals, there are even more of them, such as the Capital University Film Festival, the Magic City University Film Festival, the Jinling University Film Festival...

To put it bluntly, there are too many to count. Such awards may be a great honor for students in school, but in society, they really mean nothing.

What he was concerned about was whether Feng Cuicui would use Pan Zhen's award to stimulate their class like in the TV series.

Although many people in the class are now working in his live broadcast guild, and there are also people like Yu Hao who are paid, such as Zhong Bai, Lu Qiachuan, etc., but it seems that no one in their class has won an award for filming.

Given Feng Cuicui's personality, she will most likely not miss this opportunity.

As if to verify his guess, Feng Cuicui actually brought this up during class.

"Pan Zhen from the electrical editing class next door..."

Feng Cuicui gave a passionate speech, deliberately trying to stimulate the students in the class, but he soon discovered that his classmates were all listless and were not listening to him at all, which made him even more dissatisfied.

"Look at all of you. You have neither strength nor grace. This is you. It's pathetic."

"As the ancients said, 'One must know shame before one can be brave', but what about you? Do you know shame? Anyway, I didn't see it. Pan Zhen, he is not a photography major, nor a director major, but he won the grand prize in the film festival competition. This is also very rare in our school, and the most commendable thing is that he is still so young."

At this point, he paused deliberately, then sneered, "Sorry, I forgot that he is as young as you are. Do you have any ideas? Speak up boldly."

Xiao Haiyang was the first to shout, "It's just an award, is it that important? You're making it seem like a big deal."

Feng Cuicui became excited when she saw that someone finally spoke to her.

"Is it really that serious? Then tell me, has anyone in your class won any awards?"

Xiao Haiyang was speechless. Their class had the lowest scores and the students were usually lazy. No one signed up for any competition.

Feng Cuicui was about to mock her when Lin Luoxue suddenly said, "Although no one in our class has won any awards in any competitions, it doesn't mean that we don't have any outstanding works."

Feng Cuicui's eyes flickered, and she pretended to be surprised and asked, "Oh, really? What outstanding works does your class have?"

Lin Luoxue said calmly, "Teacher Feng, if you have time, you can go to B Station and search for the Southern Media Live Streaming Association. You will find that there are many videos there, including several well-received videos directed by Zhong Bai, with lighting by Yu Hao, planning by the class monitor, and scripts written by Shu Ci and Lian Qiao. Not only B Station, but also Douyin and Kuaizhi now have their short videos. You can also go and have a look. The like rate is still very good."

Hearing this, Zhong Bai, Yu Hao and others all showed proud expressions.

Feng Cuicui sneered: "A video that has not been reviewed by professionals and is just fermented on the Internet can be considered a good work? I am really amused by your naivety. I don't even need to watch your videos. Even if you submit them to those competitions, they will definitely not win any awards."

Zhong Bai slammed the table angrily and shouted, "Teacher, you haven't even seen our work, how can you say that?"

Feng Cuicui said loudly: "Based on the homework you usually hand in, in my opinion, it is worthless. Let alone winning the award, you are not even qualified to be shortlisted."

He had seen the works of the photography class except Zhou Chen's, and some of them were outstanding. However, he definitely would not say it out loud at this time.

Seeing Feng Cuicui belittling them like this, Lu Qiachuan took the initiative to say, "Teacher Feng, don't say that. The May commemoration will start soon. Many people in our class have signed up. When someone wins the award, you will be able to see our strength."

"is it?"

Feng Cuicui laughed even louder, and then asked everyone, "Those who have signed up for the May commemoration this year, please raise your hands."

Lu Qiachuan was the first to raise his hand, but he was the only one who raised his hand. He quickly realized that something was wrong, looked back, and felt dizzy.

No one raised their hand.

Yu Hao shrugged at him and said, "You know I'm so busy every day now, how can I have time to attend any May commemoration."

Zhong Bai also smiled embarrassedly: "Me too, I'm very busy and don't have time."

Others used similar excuses to prevaricate, which made Lu Qiachuan smile bitterly.

He may not know much about other people, but he knows a few of his close friends. They are indeed busy with their business ventures and have no time to care about the May commemoration.

Feng Cuicui was even more proud. He said slowly, "Seeing you all so lazy and shameless, I am really happy for you. To make you even happier, I have invited Pan Zhen, a student from the electronic editing class who is as young as you and has won a big prize, to give a speech for you."

Having said that, he walked out of the classroom to call someone.

The students in the electrical photography class in the classroom all expressed their dissatisfaction.

Asking a student from another class to give a speech in their class is not only a provocation but also a humiliation.

Lin Luoxue smiled and said to Zhou Chen: "It seems that our teacher Feng is going to make trouble again."

Zhou Chen also smiled and said, "He won't be happy unless he makes trouble. If you want to say it's annoying, he does this to arouse everyone's competitive spirit and make us study more seriously. But if you want to say he is really kind, that's not entirely true. He also has his own little thoughts and plans. Who cares? Just let him be."

Anyone could see from this little provocation that neither he nor Lin Luoxue cared, but judging from the expressions of the others, they all seemed very dissatisfied.

Yu Hao was shouting loudly at this moment: "Classmates, when Pan Zhen comes in later, don't give him the opportunity to be arrogant, don't save face for your brother Hao, boo him hard."

"Of course, Brother Hao, don't worry."

"That's right, boo him to death and see if he still has the nerve to stay."

"Fuck him."

Zhou Chen felt a little envious when he saw his classmates' enthusiasm. Although he was still young, it was difficult for him to get enthusiastic.

Soon, Feng Cuicui led Pan Zhen in.

"Shh!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 743: Betting, taking the back door

The deafening booing made Feng Cuicui and Pan Zhen, who had just entered the classroom, tremble.

Although both of them had already expected that the students in the photography class might not cooperate, the uniform and mocking boos still shook them.

Feng Cuicui was fine. She had been through many battles and had seen many scenes. She was shocked in her heart, but showed no expression at all.

But Pan Zhen was not like that. He was a bit shrewd and capable, and he came here today to show off his power, but at this moment, he was still a little nervous.

This vote doesn't seem to be easy to get?

Feng Cuicui glanced around with a cold gaze, but found that no one was looking at him at all, and no one paid attention to his warning look, but were all staring at Pan Zhen.

He coughed dryly a few times to attract attention, and then slowly placed the golden trophy in his hand on the desk, as if he had placed some precious treasure, and deliberately paused for a few seconds.

The booing stopped and the whole classroom suddenly became silent, as if it was a sign of an impending storm.

In the end, it was Feng Cuicui who spoke first.

"Next, let us invite the electronic editing class and you..."

Before Feng Cuicui could continue, everyone in the photography class shouted in unison: "The one who is as young as us and won the grand prize is Pan Zhen."

Everyone was shouting and some were making gestures with a sarcastic tone.

Feng Cuicui chuckled softly. He naturally knew best what his students were thinking, but he did not stop them. This was also what he wanted to see.

I'm not afraid of them reacting, I'm afraid of them not reacting.

Pan Zhen also came back to his senses at this time. He suddenly showed a contemptuous smile and said faintly: "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it."

Yu Hao couldn't stand Pan Zhen's fake and pretentious appearance, and said sarcastically: "Oh, it's better if you don't dare to take it."

Pan Zhen was not affected at all. Instead, he said seriously, "I have always admired Brother Hao's lighting, and I have long wanted to ask you for advice."

Yu Hao couldn't help himself: "Hey, did I hear it right?"

Zhong Bai even mocked: "It sounds like the truth."

Pan Zhen added: "Zhong Bai, your photography is also the direction I have been studying."

Zhong Bai was not easily praised. A smile appeared on his face: "It's good that you know it."

Xiao Haiyang couldn't stand it anymore and sneered, "Pan Zhen, why are you so flattering today? This is not your style. Let's just be ourselves, okay?"

Pan Zhen’s idea is very simple. I will praise whoever speaks, and praise them until you are embarrassed to argue with me.

Only this time, he looked at Xiao Haiyang: "Haiyang's, Haiyang's..."

Xiao Haiyang couldn't bear to watch it anymore: "Alright, if you can't figure it out, forget it. It makes me uncomfortable just watching it."

Pan Zhen said with an unchanged expression: "You are my minister. I have so much to learn from you. I don't know where to start."

This fake and artificial look made everyone feel disgusted. Although everyone knew that Pan Zhen was pretentious, it was still very uncomfortable to see him pretending like this in front of them.

After saying so much, Pan Zhen stopped talking nonsense and went straight to the point.

"I am here today because of Teacher Feng's trust, but I feel very ashamed because many of the students here are better than me, so I will not speak well later, and I hope you will forgive me."

This statement immediately aroused public anger, and many people pointed at Pan Zhen and cursed him. Although there were no insulting words, there were all kinds of disdainful ridicule and contempt...

"Okay, Pan Zhen, stop pretending. If you have to fart, let it out now, and then get out of here."

"..."

When Pan Zhen saw this scene, instead of being annoyed, the corners of his mouth curled up with a look of pride.

In his opinion, the more angry the people in the camera team were, the more it represented their dissatisfaction and the more it proved how powerful he was.

Pan Zhen said slowly: "As I said just now, a classmate of mine from the electronic editing class was invited by the head teacher of the photography class. I wonder what you think about this? Anyway, I think it's very funny."

Hearing this, even Feng Cuicui herself couldn't help but lower her head. He deliberately invited Pan Zhen to provoke his classmates, but he didn't expect Pan Zhen to be so straightforward.

As for many students in the photography class, they all felt very embarrassed. Just as Pan Zhen said, an outsider coming to speak to them was a slap in their faces.

Pan Zhen continued: "Because filming is theoretically your specialty, I may have just accidentally stepped on the shoulders of giants, and the giants are you; we started from the same starting line, but I ran faster and faster. It was you who were always behind me and chasing me self-righteously that gave me the motivation to speed up. I deserve this award, and who else could have won it but me."

Having said this, his figure suddenly became taller, and then his expression became gritting his teeth.

"Thank you, thank you for talking behind my back and looking down on me, which made me sleep on straw and taste gall. Thank you, thank you for exposing that I am a two-timing scumbag, which gave me more time to watch movies, eat, study and shoot alone. Most importantly, thank you for your mediocrity, which made me what I am today."

"Hehehe..."

Hearing Pan Zhen's smug and contemptuous laughter, the classroom fell into a brief silence.

In the end, Zhong Bai slapped the table and angrily said, "You are playing both sides. Do you think you are right?"

After hearing this, Pan Zhen sneered, "You guys are really hypocritical. When it comes to playing both sides, I can't compare to the famous person in your class. He's the best. He plays both sides openly and honestly. Why don't you say anything about him?"

"Shh!"

Everyone couldn't help but look at Zhou Chen in the back row.

Zhou Chen, who was playing with his mobile phone, naturally heard what Pan Zhen said. He put down his phone silently and looked at Pan Zhen's smug expression for the first time.

To be honest, he had no intention of doing anything about Feng Cuicui's plan, but Pan Zhen had to bring the topic back to him, which made him unable to remain indifferent.

"Pan Zhen, are you talking about me?"

Pan Zhen did not back down at all, and said calmly: "Whoever I say knows what's going on."