Jiang Dawei put down his glass and ran to make a phone call. He returned with a smile for a while and grabbed Haisheng and said happily: "Oh, brother, you are so lucky. The artist training class is the day after tomorrow, and tomorrow is the last day. I think you don't drink it anymore, hurry up and go back and prepare."

"Can I ask me to think about it?" Haisheng was confused. He didn't say he wanted to go to the training class! This relationship is good, and it's not a good thing. My friend just chose the way for you. I can't say that someone did something wrong.

Jiang Dawei was immediately dissatisfied: "What are you thinking about? You are better at playing a supporting role in a TV station than you are! You don't have any acting skills, even if you let the movie industry go, you can't make a name for yourself. Who will praise you?"

Di Rong also persuaded him: "Yes, Asheng. Although you can't make a lot of movie stars, if you can't make a fortune, you can't compare to working at a TV station, and the salary there is relatively stable."

"I..." Haisheng still wanted to speak.

Jiang Dawei pulled him out and said as he walked, "Don't worry, go back and take a break soon, stay in good condition, change into better clothes tomorrow morning, and go to the artist training department of the TVB station before nine o'clock to find Sun Jiawen. Remember not to be late, but rather arrive early."

"No, at least I'll take the exam..." Haisheng was pushed outside the food stall before he finished speaking, and he held back what he wanted to say.

There are stars outside and the street lights are shining. There is a street at the entrance of Shaw Brothers' studio, which is very lively at night. Most of the small number of locals are on the front and behind the scenes on the studio.

I raised my hand to look at the watch. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening. It was really not early, so I rushed back and almost ten o'clock. I pushed the bicycle out of the carport and rushed back. He didn't say goodbye to the director because the level was not enough. Although he was close to the protagonist, he was still a small character.

In 1982, the greenhouse effect was not that serious. The starlight shone very clearly, and the breeze blew, all over. He walked alone at night, rode a bicycle, and listened to the frogs and insects. The sea student slowed down and felt the local atmosphere. He liked this feeling very much.

On the way, I met a group of people, all of whom were rushing to the streets, and there was no fault. Ping An returned home and washed up, and left him some food in the kitchen. After he became hot, he filled his stomach. He drank a few glasses of wine for the final banquet tonight, and he didn't even take a bite of the food, so he was pushed out by his friend. He was so helpless!

I went back to the room and tossed and turned, thinking about my future path. I didn't want to enter the entertainment industry, and this fame and fortune market was not as easy as a club, but my friend's kindness could not be disappointed. I had to go to a wireless TVB tomorrow. I just wanted to apply for the exam and didn't know what the assessment content was. Jiang Dawei just asked him to find someone, and didn't talk about the training class, which made him confused.

I had some strange dreams at night, with tall buildings and fragments of life of some people, like movies, love, hate, and love.

The rooster woke up from crowing, touched her face with cold sweat, got up, washed and fucked in the yard.

Just after breakfast, Li Wenchao came to report that he was about to work with Haisheng on the set. But he learned that he didn't have to go, so he asked him to lead the way to TVB.

Li Wenchao was happy. He had long since wanted to be a supporting role. Of course he was happy to have the opportunity to go out for a walk. But he had never been to the TVB, but he just knew the general direction. There was no taxi in Sanlifang, only the shuttle bus led outside.

The two of them changed into clean clothes, took the bus to leave Sanlifang on a road search journey, and stopped and changed into a taxi on a certain street to get to Infinite TVB.

It was almost nine o'clock and I was about to be late. Fortunately, the person had already arrived at the wireless door and got out of the car and walked in. He was intercepted by the security guard and asked what they were doing.

Haisheng took out his ID card and reported Sun Jiawen's name. The security guard at the door was not in trouble. He called the booth and asked them to go to a room on a certain floor of a building.

When I arrived at the place, the door was closed and I knocked gently, and there was a sound coming from inside, so I let them in.

Li Wenchao was quite nervous and didn't dare to enter the door, so he sat on a chair at the door. Haisheng pushed the door open and entered. There was an office with many desks inside, and only a middle-aged man was working with his head down.

Haisheng closed the door, tidied up his clothes, tidied up his throat and said, "Hello, sir! Are you Sun Jiawen?"

"Yes, are you Haisheng?" The office worker raised his head and looked at him, then buried his head in handling official business.

"Ah, I am! Jiang Dawei asked me to come to you. I want to study in the artist training class!"

"There is a form here, please fill it in!" Sun Jiawen took out a form and put it on the table.

Haisheng sat on the table next to him to fill in. This is a resume form, and the content is not complicated. He copied the ID card information and contact person Tian Xing, and the others were all blank. He handed in a minute.

Sun Jiawen glanced at the resume and laughed out loud: "Haha, I have taught students for so many years, and you are the first to hand in a blank paper! It would be fine if you don't have a job resume, why don't you fill in the school name? Haven't you been to school?"

"I have lost my memory and can't remember the past. I don't know which school I studied in before, but I must have read it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to read and write." Haisheng explained.

Sun Jiawen nodded suddenly and said, "Indeed, your handwriting is very well written and the square is better than me. And you speak clearly and don't look like you have never read a book. But if you can't pass this resume, the director will not nod. Oh, for a moment, who told me to owe Xiao Jiang a favor? You sit here for a while, and I'll go back."

After a while, Sun Jiawen returned and brought a resume with a seal, and asked Haisheng to follow him to go through the procedures. There were people in the court who were easy to do, but Haisheng became a student in the artist training class in a confused manner. He didn't even take the exam, so he must have gone through the back door. Jiang Dawei definitely made great efforts.

Haisheng sighed to the sky: "It's not easy to repay the favor!"

"Brother, what should I do?" Li Wenchao learned that Haisheng would go to an artist training class and immediately lost his backbone and was depressed.

Haisheng didn't give the answer, so he hired a taxi at the wireless door to go to the french market. He was lucky to find a second-hand motorcycle with 80% new one. He bargained for 3,800 yuan and had all the documents.

Riding it to ride home, Li Wenchao was unhappy and was cautious in sitting in the back seat. He had opposed buying this car at the beginning. No matter how cheap the car was, it would not be possible to buy it for thousands of yuan. This is a "bad" car, and it might be unlucky to live a life.

Haisheng doesn’t care. He just wants to find a transportation tool. He only has so much money. Of course, he has to choose a good one from the old car. This car is good. He doesn’t care whether it’s a “bad” car or not!
Chapter completed!