Chapter 73 Greeting Style

Author: TrojanRW

Chapter 73 Greeting Style

"What are you worried about?"

Han Yi turned around and looked at Xiaoru who followed him step by step, and asked with a smile.

In Los Angeles on April 26, the weather was as good as ever, with a pleasant temperature of 68 degrees Fahrenheit and a gentle breeze blowing from the bay. Anyone who stays in such a comfortable climate for three or four hours will inevitably lose his fighting spirit and just want to spend time in front of his porch with a glass of Valencia's freshly squeezed orange juice.

Unlike the strong and dry monsoon that blows from the depths of the desert and can ignite the California forest, the sea breeze swept across the Pacific Ocean can make Han Yi and Xu Yiru feel a hint of moistness, which is a rare experience in Luocheng.

Therefore, Han Yi was in a good mood today, and even raised the tune of humming two points up. However, Xiao Ru did not seem to share his happiness, but instead dragged behind Han Yi slowly, and looked at the USC students passing by on Figueroa Street from time to time, sneaking like a little mouse stealing oil.

"No worries..."

Hearing Han Yi's question, Xu Yiru rushed two steps and walked side by side with him.

"Mainly, when he pretended to be Smiths in front of Principal Nickias... he was still a little guilty when he returned to campus."

"What's there to be guilty?" Han Yi spread his hands, his tone quite surprised.

"I just finished class and now I'm going to pretend to be a lady who donated money to my alma mater." Xu Yiru pulled the hem of the milky white Longwen sweatshirt on her body to show Han Yi her 'plain face'. Although she wore contact lenses and put on some light makeup, Xiaoru, who was in class all day, obviously could not appear in the classroom in evening clothes. "I didn't dress up at all today, I couldn't see anyone, and..."

Without a dress that drags the floor, Xu Yiru can't find the feeling of acting.

This way, I can't pretend to be Mrs. Han!

"First……"

Han Yi turned sideways and raised his index finger on his chest.

"What else do you want to look like?"

The little god of the treasure island that defines a generation, said he was shameless in front of him with a bitter face, but it was really unconvincing. Even with a little light makeup, Xiaoru was the entire Figueroa Street, including the drivers and passengers passing by the vehicles, which was the one who couldn't take his eyes off the line.

"second……"

He raised his hand half a minute and stretched out his middle finger.

"This event was originally a creative workshop in the college. Whether it was the principal or Dre, they were wearing casual clothes like us."

Finally, Han Yi compared the index finger, middle finger and ring finger to Xu Yiru's eyes.

"Third, who said that you can't continue acting in school? Which university prohibits students from getting married?"

"It's right."

Han Yi's three reasons, especially the last one, were like an elephant suddenly going crazy in a porcelain shop, shaking Xiaoru's heart. The girl pushed her fingers away and gave him a dazzling smile that made the clear sky of Luocheng as pure as blue zircon.

"Then I'll do it."

"Come on, Xiaoru."

Han Yi opened the front door of No. 3131 South Figueroya Street for Xu Yiru. The main teaching building of Yowen and Yang College broke ground last month and officially put into use until 2019. Now, all teaching activities at the college are carried out through academic facilities of the School of Media, Conservatory of Music and Film School.

Today’s creative workshop is right at the new venue of the Film Academy, Robert Zemekis Center for Digital Arts.

“After you.”

This latest teaching building at the University of Southern California Film Academy has the world's top immersive media lab, digital world construction lab, indoor studios that can fully meet the requirements of most 3A commercial film shooting, and an entire IMAX theater.

"Did you know? Although it is called Robert Zemikis Center, he is not the biggest donor."

Walking slowly in the narrow, quiet and even dim aisle of the teaching building, Han Yi carefully stepped on the soundproofing carpet and whispered to Xu Yiru. Here, I don’t know which closed door is shooting students’ works. Although the soundproofing is done well enough, as long as I enter the Digital Art Center, everyone will unconsciously put their movements softer, just like in this way they can show their respect for the world’s No. 1 film academy.

"I thought it was all donated by him." Xu Yiru shook her head and replied, "Two five million dollars, isn't it? I've heard from classmates from the Film Academy."

"He only paid five million, and the other 20 million was allocated by the Film Academy from the donation fund... Be careful." Han Yi thoughtfully blocked the sharp wall raised at the corner for Xu Yiru. "This is how the Film Academy wants to change the famous brand in the building with its own name, he must be a great director with a reputation throughout the world."

"Stephen Spielberg House, George Lucas House...and this, Robert Zemekis Center." Xu Yiru counted with her fingers, "There should be nothing else?"

"There's nothing else. The film school has its namesakes, and the others are still waiting for the great figures who can really leave their mark in history." Han Yi stood at the entrance of the 20th Century Fox Studio and took a deep breath. "Even if he is a tycoon with annual sales of over one billion yuan like the Medelman family, he invested with George Clooney, donated donations to the USC and tried every means to squeeze into the circle, and in the end he just got the naming rights of a college garden."

"After all, this circle is a place where you can use money to exchange for fame and then earn more money with fame."

Han Yi gently pushed open the door and reached out his other hand towards Xu Yiru.

"We are here to change their reputations now."

Outside the door is a corridor with dim lights, and inside the door is a studio with bright lights. This scene is too symbolic, but Xiao Tathagata couldn't sigh. The warm atmosphere that came to her face forced her to cheer up to cope with the next big social scene.

“… As I said before, we call ACAD 475a and 475b the “garage experience” because we regard the friends, yes, each of you as entrepreneurs who can change America in the future.”

Jimmy and Andre and Han Yi agreed on the time at 4:30 pm, and the latter arrived ten minutes earlier. At this time, Andre was looking up at the first student of Yowen and Yang Academy in front of the 20th Century Fox Studio, and gave generous speeches in a turbulent manner.

"Jimmy's career started from Murray Hill on West 44th Street. It was just a street next to Times Square."

Hearing the long and surprising sound of the audience, Dr.Dre crossed his hands with satisfaction and nodded. He knew that these Gen-Z's children had keenly captured the mark of the times he wanted to focus on.

"Yes, Times Square in the 1970s. Think about it, as Midnight Cowboy describes, 'a gritty, dark and desparate place'. Jimmy had to survive there, risking gunfire and being one of 500 murders a year, day after day, to complete his mission. Now he is the founder of this academy at your feet, give him a little applause, guys."

Extremely warm applause sounded, mixed with one or two cheering whistles. Sitting on the sofa in the bedroom setting behind Andre, Jimmy Yowen pulled the corners of her mouth and waved to everyone.

"And I, Oh, God, don't let me mention myself."

Andrey paved, while lowering his head amid the laughter of the students, shaking it constantly.

"You all know where I came from, the largest dirty garage in the city."

"So, look... our lives are a huge lane, extending to the endless future." Andre retracted his left hand and stretched his right hand, making a Bolt-like posture. "Every minute and every second, we are racing. Are we following others? No, following ourselves. What do we need to create a high-speed monster that can defeat ourselves?"

The sporadic answers of “garage.” Echoing in the studio.

"I can't hear you." Andre frowned and put his hand in his ear.

"garage!"

"This is the spirit I want!" In a neat and loud answer, Andrey swung his fist like a professional boxer. "This is also the safe space we want to provide for you. Before leaving college and heading to the fast lane of life, we must carefully polish our driving tools in the garage."

"In the next week, Jimmy and I will provide you, the first student who will graduate next year with Yowen and Yang College, with a week-long dream bubble. Please note that although this is not your graduation course, the real course will not be selected until the second half of this year. But our workshop this time can be said to be a preview. Make your career blueprints in advance and leave the rest to us. Jimmy and I will guarantee to turn these blueprints into reality... Hey, maybe we will become your angel investors. Who can tell the truth about the future?"

"You can ramble and be eloquent."

Han Yi, who was sitting at the end of the audience, listened quietly, leaned closer and whispered to Xu Yiru.

"If it is me, I would also like to accept his investment and guidance."

"Is that true, why do I think you are better?"

Xu Yiru turned her head slightly and looked at the man beside her with a smile.

"Don't forget what you are doing today... You are here to invest in them."

Xiao Ru gently poked a small depression on the fabric of Han Yi's casual suit and said in a soft voice.

Dr.Dre can be the radiant Compton hip-hop legend that is admired by the world, but in Xu Yiru's heart, she... her Yiyi is the best one.

"Of course, we also want to thank President Nikias for allowing our ambitious plans in 2013 to bear fruit today... and thank the creative entrepreneurs who have always supported the rapid development of Yowen and Yang College along the way."

Although Han Yi and Xu Yiru's voices were extremely light, no one outside of them could hear this conversation. However, their whispering movements still attracted Andrei's attention. In the center of his standing, he could see any movement from left to right from front to back in the audience.

"Today, two of them also arrived at our scene. Yi, Grace, please come to the stage."

Han Yi and Xu Yiru looked at each other and saw a little surprised in each other's eyes. Coming to watch Jimmy and Andre's workshop in advance was originally something outside the plan, and he was even more unprepared to be invited by Dr.Dre.

However, at the charity dinner of the Wang couple and the UTA's welcome party, the two of them, who polished their social skills to the shiny ones, were only delayed for a moment, then stood up generously, walked down the audience with applause, and stood beside Andre.

Han Yi, who had not carefully modified his style, looked like an ordinary college student with a slightly handsome look. Xu Yiru was different. From the moment she stood up, there were a lot of noisy whispers in the entire studio.

"Wow, look at her!"

"What a cute girl... Grace, right? I heard nothing wrong."

"I seem to have seen her on campus before."

The last Asian boy whispered to his friend with certainty. He was 100% sure that he had seen Xu Yiru at school. Although he couldn't remember where or when, but... who could forget this face?

"Welcome to you... Jimmy and I are very honored to introduce to you that Ms. Han and Mr. Han, two outstanding Trojans, who are standing here, will donate ten million US dollars to Yowen and Yang Academy and to all the young people in the Academy."

Andrey drooped his hands in front of him, looked back at Jimmy Yoven, who was standing up from the sofa and walking towards him, and said loudly.

Dr.Dre finished speaking and the studio fell into silence for a moment. Then, unconcealed amazement and uncontrollable cold air that could not be restrained from sucking backwards, which sounded before applause.

“Ten…million?”

"Look at them, I mean... how much bigger are they than us?!"

“Dre is talking about donating or getting?”

“…Don’t you think the latter is more outrageous?”

The noise in the studio was already within Dr.Dre's expectations. In fact, he wanted to use the students' surprise and awe to send Han Yi and Xu Yiru a meeting gift from Ye Wen and Yang.

Han Yi did not specifically request anonymity. More importantly, both Jimmy Yowen and Andrey Yang had figured out what Han Yi wanted. What he needed was just a small task for the two, but the gift he presented was heavy enough and sincere. Therefore, Andre didn't mind expressing their gratitude and kindness again in this way.

After all, after a while, the college and the entire USC will also issue a press release to announce the donation to the whole society. Instead of letting Max Nikias take the lead, it is better to give them the favor that they were kept in mind by Yowen and Yang College faculty and students.

"Next, I think, Ms. Han, maybe you can go to the professors and students of our college..." Andrey spread his hands and swept from several professors in the art, technology and innovation business majors standing on the far right of the studio to the twenty-four first-class students sitting in the audience, "send some messages and encouragement."

"Ah, Andre..."

Hearing Dr.Dre's invitation, Han Yi quietly leaned against him, stretched out his hand, trying to make Andre change the person he invited. Han Yi was very clear about why the former started with Xu Yiru. In the 2010s, two guests attended at the same time. Inviting women to speak first was not only respect, but also a practice.
To be continued...