The number of people in Kyoto Film School is not as large as other undergraduate programs. The acting department only enrolls two classes each academic year, with about thirty people in each class. The directing department is even less, with only more than forty people. Others such as photography, digital media, etc.

, most of them only enroll one class in a school year.

Whether they are stars or directors, countless people enter the entertainment industry every year, but it is extremely difficult to get ahead, and most people cannot even provide food and clothing.

Xie Zhongdong only suggested that Bi Xia stay in school for a few months for this reason. After all, it does not involve background, opportunities and other external factors. It is always right to improve one's own quality first when engaging in this industry.

When they walked to the door of the senior class of the Directing Department, Bi Xia and the two met face to face with a big man. Although he was said to be a big man, in fact, this man was only in his twenties, but his face was covered with green stubble, he was 1.7 meters tall, and his waist was round.

With fat buttocks and fat cheeks, Bi Xia's mind jumped out to the word "bearded man".

If it weren't for the look in his eyes and the slightly immature look on his face, Bi Xia would have almost called him uncle.

"Third brother, why are you here today?" The person seemed to be very familiar with Zhu Jianye, and he came to Zhu Jianye jumping up and down. Zhu Jianye also had two sisters in his family, and he was the third eldest, so some familiar friends called him

The third brother or the third child.

"I was just looking for you. This is my brother. We worked together in the same school before. He joined your class after serving as a soldier. You have to take care of me." Zhu Jianye is only one year ahead of this senior class.

Although he is a teaching assistant, he is also a graduate student, so he often gets to hang out with the students, and his conversations don't have to be too roundabout.

"This is Huang Xuyi. This boy is very popular and is very close to me." This sentence was said to Bi Xia.

"Hello, my name is Bi Xia." Bi Xia really seems to have become more enlightened now. In the past, he would look at the other person blankly and then nodded. Now the corner of his mouth is raised, revealing a sunny smile. Bi Xia was originally

She always had a delicate appearance, but now she looks much more handsome after her facial features have been opened up. Besides being delicate, she has more edges and corners. This smile feels like the first ray of sunshine in early spring, melting the ice and snow.

Zhu Jianye and Huang Xuyi watched as their hearts skipped a beat.

Huang Xuyi made exaggerated movements. He pinched his orchid fingers, straightened his chest and buttocks, and tapped Bi Xia's chest with his index finger. "Ouch, I'm so fascinated by Aijia."

At this time, Bi Xia was shocked. He was originally dull and liked to be quiet, so his face had almost no expression and seemed a bit rigid. Although he is much more cheerful now and often has a smile on his face, he rarely has anything to do.

It can make his expression change drastically.

This Huang Xuyi is so evil. Can you imagine a bearded man acting like a courtesan?

"Will you die if you don't do it?" Zhu Jianye feigned anger.

"You really don't blame me, third brother. This brother is so handsome. Did you see his smile just now? My heart beat faster. And listen to his name. 'Your Majesty', it's too domineering." Huang Xu

The expressions on his face are very rich, including grievance, shyness, and surprise. Some people believe that this look is expressive.

I touched Bi Xia's nose, but he didn't know how to answer. His parents got the name. Mom said he came in the summer, so he was called Bi Xia. Now that I think about it, he should have been picked up by his mother in the summer.

Bar.

Thinking of his mother, Bi Xia's eyes, as dark as ink and as deep as the sea, gradually dimmed, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face unconsciously.

Zhu Jianye felt the change in Bi Xia's expression very keenly. Although Bi Xia never said it, he had some vague guesses in his heart that this should be related to Bi Xia's family. He remembered that Bi Xia's mood was not right after he came back from home that year.

, and then directly joined the army.

Tai gently patted Bi Xia on the shoulder and said softly: "Don't think too much, it will always be fine."

"Thank you, monitor!" Bi Xia calmed down, nodded slightly, and said.

"Oh, I seem to have said something wrong?" Huang Xuyi heard the conversation between the two and seemed to have gotten into trouble. He pretended to be frightened: "Your Majesty, I was wrong. Radisson will pick up the wind tonight. I will apologize to you."

." After saying that, he twisted his waist and walked to Bi Xia, held his arm, and said to Zhu Jianye on the side: "Third brother, it's settled, now the slave family will take Bi Xia away."

Bi Xia reached out and touched his nose again, with an embarrassed smile on his face. However, he did not break away. Although it was only a short contact, Huang Xu also gave him a good feeling. Although he liked to be funny, he was not pretentious, enthusiastic and straightforward.

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After serving as a soldier for three years, he still likes to interact with straightforward people.

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Sanlitun is very famous in Kyoto. There are embassies or offices of dozens of countries, large and small, near Sanlitun. These international friends like to listen to music and drink some wine on weekdays, and they have a strong petty bourgeois sentiment.

The Chinese people quickly realized that this was a huge business opportunity. So over time, countless bars sprouted up on Sanlitun Street. Gradually, most of the international friends working in Beijing gathered here, as well as a large number of young white-collar workers who wanted to relax.

Radisson is an inconspicuous bar on Sanlitun Street. The bar is big or small. It has two floors. The second floor only has a circle along the edge. The middle is hollow, which will not block the light on the first floor and can let people in.

The guests on the second floor saw the situation on the first floor, which was very strange.

There is a small stage in the middle of the first floor with a microphone and music equipment next to it. There is also a small band on site. This is a music bar. In addition to the bar's resident singer, it also allows customers to come up and request songs.

Concert friends.

This bar attracts many music lovers, and since the atmosphere is not noisy, it also attracts a group of regular customers.

This is considered one of Huang Xuyi's strongholds. He likes to come here on weekdays, either alone or with friends, listening to music and chatting. It feels very comfortable.

Bi Xia also found it quite novel to enter the bar. He had never been to a bar before. He used to be too honest and quiet. When he grew up, he joined the army before he could change. So he felt that everything was quite novel.

"Brother Xia, this is the first time we meet today. I respect you." Huang Xuyi poured a glass of wine for Bi Xia, then picked up the glass himself and said.

"You're welcome, thank you for your hospitality." Bi Xia and Huang Xu also clinked their glasses and downed the beer in one gulp.

"Don't be polite when drinking. Just treat it as acquaintance today." Zhu Jianye also gestured to the two of them and drank with them.

"To be honest, I really admire Brother Xia. I just found out today that you are the one who joined the army in our school. This is the first time in our school. After suffering such hardship, Brother Xia is a figure wherever he goes." After finishing speaking,

Then he filled the cup for Bi Xia.

Bi Xia did not expect that Huang Xu would also say this. Although he did not want to train himself at the time, there was no need to say these words to them. People value him and give him a favor when they first meet. This face is enough for him.

Xia immediately responded with another drink.

With a good start and Zhu Jianye in the middle, Bi Xia and Huang Xu also wanted to make friends with each other, and the three of them became familiar with each other very quickly.

It is said that friendship between men is established at the drinking table. Although this is not entirely true, it is not unreasonable. You must know that drinking in the army is one of the ways to maintain friendship. There is even a saying like this:

To see if the troops are strong in combat, let's have a drink at the wine table.

Customers came in one after another in the bar, and soon the surrounding area was filled with customers. At this time, the resident singer of the bar also came on stage to sing.

This is a young girl with a little makeup, fair skin, curved eyebrows, small but bright eyes, and a light lipstick on her lips, which is flashing and a bit alluring. She is wearing a thick needlework.

Wearing a mesh wide-sleeved sweater, tight pencil pants, and khaki pointed-toe short boots, she looked beautiful.

Although the bar stage is small, the band and singers cherish it very much. They are focused and put their minds into the music.

As soon as the girl opened her mouth, the bar became quiet. Everyone either listened carefully to the music or lowered their voices so as not to affect others.

Bi Xia and the three others also became quiet, wondering what Huang Xuyi and the others were feeling. Bi Xia felt that the girl's voice was very familiar as soon as she opened her mouth.

He unconsciously raised his left hand and put it on the table, and his index finger subconsciously tapped the table, fast and slow. After a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He finally heard that this girl's voice was very much like the one in his memory.

A female singer named Asang has a faint hoarseness in her singing voice, which inadvertently conveys a sense of loneliness to people's hearts.

It is a pity that the female singer in my memory died young, which is very sad.

The girl's voice is very similar to that of Asang. She can control the high and low notes. The girl's singing skills are also good and full of breath. It can be seen that she has some foundation.

After listening for a while, Bi Xia shook her head slightly. The song she chose, "Years", is a song by the famous singer Qin Lan. This song describes the passage of time, the sorrow and joy on the road of life, and is a song that laments life.

This song is too emotional. Qin Lan used her unique rich voice to perform this song vividly.

Although this girl is good, she cannot control this song, and singing this song requires not only skills, but also rich life experiences and insights.

Bi Xia has always believed that every song is a story. It has the meaning of the songwriter himself. Singing a song is telling a story. This girl's song was a complete failure to Bi Xia's ears.

"Brother Xia, go up and sing!" After the song ended, everyone applauded, and Huang Xu also winked at Bi Xia.

"Forget it, forget it." Bi Xia waved his hand. He had been watched by so many people before, and thinking about it made him uncomfortable.

"Haha, I won't force you, I'll sing a song." Huang Xuyi ran out quickly and seemed to like this feeling very much.

Huang Xuyi communicated with the band for a while and then stood on the stage. Judging from his expression, he seemed to have been on stage often, and he did not feel nervous or uncomfortable at all.

As soon as Huang Xuyi opened his voice, Bi Xia was stunned. Huang Xuyi's voice was delicate yet rich and penetrating. It didn't go well with his stubble-covered face. Bi Xia couldn't help but touch it.

Touch your nose. Do fat people have such high lung capacity?

Huang Xuyi finished the song and came back high-spirited, seemingly very satisfied with himself. Afterwards, he encouraged Zhu Jianye to go up and show off his singing voice. However, he was stubborn and Zhu Jianye also sang a song. Later, friends from other tables also came up to show off.

It’s not a competition anyway, everyone is just doing it for fun. If you sing well, everyone will try their best to support it.

"Xiao Xia, go and sing a song. I know your skills. They are quite good. Come back today to earn some respect for your brother." Seeing that the atmosphere in the bar was good, Zhu Jianye said to Bi Xia.

"Yes, Brother Xia, and the third brother said, you have to show us your skills!" Huang Xuyi also encouraged again.

"Okay." Bi Xia was not pretentious. He was just not used to being exposed in front of such people. Seeing the high enthusiasm on the scene, it also infected him.

Bi Xia stood up, his steps were sonorous and steady. He was about 1.8 meters tall and as tall as a cypress. Because he had just retired from the army, his hair was a bit messy, but he looked more fashionable and energetic.

The motorcycle-style leather jacket and brown plaid casual pants perfectly set off the slender figure.

Bi Xia has been in the army for the past few years and has been almost isolated from the outside world. He has only recently learned about the information in the past few years. He has no idea what songs have been popular in the past few years. Therefore, he can only sing that song.

Songs brought by memories.

After discussing with the band, he took over the electric guitar from the band. Because no one else could accompany him on his songs, he had to do it himself.

Bi Xia stood in front of the microphone and paused.

At this time, there was a lot of discussion in the bar. Bi Xia's temperament was too outstanding, and his dark and deep eyes made people unconsciously want to sink. The smile on his face always warmed people's hearts and aroused the feeling in women's hearts.

soft.

"Who is this person? He is so stylish!"

"Yes, that's so elegant!"

"Looking at your nymphomaniacal demeanor, you're getting aroused, aren't you?"

…

"This is a show without an ending, containing all the absurdity and madness"

As soon as Bi Xia started singing, the people below became quiet. Bi Xia's voice was in good condition, and his voice was clear and clean. Different from ordinary gentle voices, his voice was extremely plastic, full of breath, with thick bass, high treble, and alto.

Stable, this has a lot to do with his practicing the Golden Toad Breathing Technique these days.

"Like a child, full of sorrow, quietly sleeping on the earth"
Chapter completed!