"Good morning, classmates, the new week is beginning. Welcome back to Harvard-West Lake Junior High School, this is the Sapperstein Theater..."

"Today, for the first guest of November, we are very honored to invite the famous blues band "Louisiana Crocodile Boys" to perform for us. They have participated in the soundtracking of the 2000 film "Brothers of Blues 2000"..."

Flashes of microphone broadcast sounds came, getting closer and closer, like a giant hammer hitting Ye Wei's mind, stirring up thousands of waves. There were also low conversations and chucklings, like the background sound of the movie, all buzzing, but I couldn't hear clearly.

"No, I can't die! The family's debt has not been resolved yet, my mother is still working hard, and my sister's tuition has not been settled, I need to take on all these! And... and I have not fulfilled my father's last wish and have not become a real film director yet, no..."

“I have so much to do…”

"I can't die yet!!!"

Ye Wei felt so uncomfortable. The severe pain in his chest made him unable to breathe. His consciousness fell into a confused state, intermittently...

Suddenly, as if the radio was rewind to his head, with a crisp "click", some powerful force pulled him back from the darkness. Ye Wei felt that he had recovered his strength in an instant, and he couldn't help but shout with all his strength: "No!!!!!!!"

The next second, all the sounds disappeared, the darkness faded, and the light suddenly appeared in front of him. The picture in his vision refocused, and Ye Wei saw the scene.

However, when he blinked and saw everything around him clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned.

It's impossible not to stay alone...

Because at this time, there were more than 700 people in this spacious theater. Whether it was young students, teachers and other faculty members, the audience was silent. Everyone was looking at him in surprise, and the audience was silent!

NO?NO-WHAT?

In the middle of the curtain of the big stage, the old principal Tom Hednath, holding the microphone, was trembling, and his bald head was almost furious. His hair was blown out. His black and wrinkled old face frightened many lower-grade students!

The old lady, Jenny Hebrehiz, the principal of the junior high school department under the stage, was also stunned; not to mention Teacher Grace Aishi next to her.

She stared blankly at the guy who was shouting and standing up, and her helpless heart kept ringing: "It's you again, it's you again! Ye Wei, it's you again, it's you again, it's you again!"

Ye Wei (Vigor-Ivan-Yeah, Wei Ge-Ivan-Yeah), male, born on February 19, 1988, a third generation Chinese immigrant.

This is one of the ninth graders she is responsible for, a very, very "unique" student!

Like all Harvard-West Lake students, he has a superior family and lives in the wealthy Brentwood District of West Los Angeles. His father is a dentist with a private clinic, his mother is a full-time housewife. He is all humble and polite. He also has a three-year-old sister. She had just seen her at the homecoming festival a few days ago. She was very cute and well-educated.

But this guy is different!

He is the black sheep in a group of Aries. As an Asian student, he is as smart and talented as Aries. However, his intelligence is not used in academics. His grades in various subjects are always only C. When he is asked to work harder, he will say carelessly, "Just pass, no one is perfect." He is confident!

This kid seems to know a little about everything, but he seems to be unable to do anything well. Except for his excellent football, he has no other highlights...

That is for learning and business. If it is naughty, causing trouble, or losing his family, he is good at everything.

A spoiled child! An over-energy teenager!

Let’s take a look at the things he often does that make people laugh and cry. For example, when he was in the seventh grade, he took the lead in protesting and launching donation activities shortly after entering the school. After a long time of trouble, he finally forced the school to add a cooking chef in the cafeteria, which is where he uses his intelligence.

Because of this, Ye Wei is quite famous in the school, and the Asian student group regards him as king. He has a nickname called "VIY", which is not only the abbreviation of his name, but also the title of a very old horror film, meaning: the spirit of the devil; the devil!

Fortunately, he does not bully others or do anything bad. In fact, with him as an "oligarch", there is a lot of bullying in the school.

There is a saying among Asian students, “If you are bullied, look for VIY.”

But his previous mischief would not be punished, and that was his cleverness. Now he dared to make such a move at the Monday rally...

Does he want to be fired?

"Oh, oh..." The old principal over there was so angry that he couldn't speak, and kept gasping for breath, as if he was about to have a heart attack.

As the principal of the school, he has more than 1,500 people in charge. He doesn’t know these junior high school kids as well as his teachers. He only knows that this is the first time this happened!

Since the merger of Harvard Boys' School and West Lake Girls' School, he, the first principal who has been in more than a decade, has hosted countless Monday rallys of junior high school. This terrible thing happened for the first time!

The student manual states that students are strictly prohibited from making any screams or shouts during the gathering. Only after receiving prompts and approvals can they express their enthusiasm with applause.

The most serious violation of discipline in the past was just a whistle... You know, this is Harvard-West Lake, not a broken school without tradition, discipline, and honor!

Who is that, who is that black sheep??

The faculty and staff all had this unanimous shock and anger, which made them even more worried that dissipation can be contagious!

"Who is that?", "It seems like a ninth grade VIY, oh yes, it's him!"

Many students were talking in a low voice, and a wave of undercurrents were surging, and they were excited: "I know him! He is Wei, I am his friend!" Confused: "Oh my god, what do he want to do?" There was also a chuckle: "Did you smoke marijuana? Haha, I love him!"

"What am I surprised about? Have you forgotten? He can do all the bolder things. On the homecoming festival in September, he was a ninth grader, a freshman just now, a child! He actually pestered the dance queen and wanted to dance!"

"Oh? What happened later?"

"Of course the queen ignored him, but the eleventh graders of the year and twelfth graders were so angry that they wanted to repair him. As a result, he gathered dozens of people and almost had a big problem."

"I remembered that this guy is crazy! By the way, did he still shoot an out-of-print comic book for $20,000 at the school's 'annual event' bidding meeting?"

"Yes, it's him! His family is quite rich, and the most important thing is to be generous! Many people call him a boss."

"Quiet, quiet!"

Hudnert quickly stopped the commotion in the audience, looked at the demon student, and recognized it. Even though he was angry, he still gave him a chance to speak, and they could educate the students. He asked, "What do you want to say, that classmate who said no? Give him a microphone."

A teacher walked quickly with a microphone.

At the focus of everyone's eyes, Ye Wei looked around over and over again, his face full of shock, and it was difficult to calm down. Look at these people, here, here is...

At this time, he noticed the red and black school badge on the stage curtain, Harvard-West Lake! This is the school he once attended when he was a teenager, Harvard-West Lake Junior High School Theater!? Hell!

How could he be here? How could he be!?

What's more hell is that everyone in the audience was looking at him, as if this was his concert, with all kinds of eyes, curious, annoying, and praise...

"Are you talking about nothing?" The old principal's bad words came.

"Uh...uh..." Ye Wei took the microphone from the teacher with one hand and pressed his chest inertia with one hand. Of course he is here, it's Monday today.

Wait, isn't today a Wednesday night? I just got shot in the chest because of fighting with the criminal? Is it all a dream? Or is it just a dream now? He can't tell the difference.

But now is not the time to think. He remembered the principal's words he heard just now. Although he still couldn't figure out the situation, he answered seriously: "I am Ye Wei. In fact, "Brothers of Blues 2000" is not a 2000 film. Although it has 2000 in its title, it was released in 1998. This situation is like "2001: A Space Odyssey" released in 1968..."

The whole audience was silent in an instant.

Within two seconds, it turned into a burst of laughter. No matter how the faculty and staff scolded each other, most of the students couldn't stop laughing and were unwilling to stop.

"Hahaha, man, it's amazing!" Not far from Ye Wei's right hand, a fat white man smiled and gave a thumbs up; not far from him, a white student with a big nose made a whistle-shaped mouth, raised his hands and gestured to express 6 (VI). As Wei's friend, he was very grateful!

There are also countless Asian students, and students of all ethnic groups are laughing and making fun of each other!

Harvard West Lake is a multi-ethnic and multi-cultural private school. About 70% of the students in the school are white, 20% of Asians, and 10% of other ethnic groups such as Africans and Latinos account for 10%.

Now Ye Wei is not only a VIY, but also a hero for everyone. This is a rebellion without cause.

"Quiet, Quiet..." The old principal was a little embarrassed and quickly took out a small note from his pocket and looked at it. It was probably not recorded on it. He looked at Hebrehiz again. This series of actions caused everyone to laugh even louder.

After reading the guest resume in his hand, Hebrehiz nodded helplessly.

Famous schools are always famous schools, and the students quickly restrained themselves. After all, the principal is the principal. Hudnert was very calm immediately. After getting the answer, he said frankly: "Yes, but it was right. I just said it wrong. I apologized to the guests and everyone, sorry."

The old principal's handling was very graceful and everyone was respectful. At the same time, Ye Wei had another violent headache, and his eyes were blurred. Was he really dreaming?

He was clearly shot... and he repeatedly touched his intact chest and couldn't help but mutter: "I'm not dead yet? Am I still alive?" But the voice rang through the theater because of the microphone.

"Hahaha!" The theater, which was about to calm, burst into laughter again, but others thought he was humorous.

Unexpectedly, the old principal also came: "If you don't shut your mouth and sit down, it's going to be soon."

The laughter suddenly became even more cheerful, and applause rang out. Even the staff smiled, of course they were still calling on everyone to calm down: "My guys, enough, enough trouble."

"Okay, stop laughing. Although I corrected my mistake, his expression was inappropriate and rude. The correct way is to report this error to the teacher in charge of his class, and then the teacher told me that after the guest's performance was over, I would explain it to everyone. Therefore, I would get his small punishment."

Ye Wei is so popular this time, what is the point of receiving a little punishment? Many students think it's worth it and really hope it's themselves who are punished.

"Next, let's welcome the guest 'Louisiana Crocodile Boy' with warm applause!"

After Hednath said that, he stepped back and the curtain of the stage finally opened.

The applause sounded so enthusiastic, and the students applauded vigorously, as if the guest of the upcoming performance was Michael Jackson, but everyone knows that more than half of these applauses were for Ye Wei.

When the orchestra's performance began, only beautiful blues music remained in the theater, as if it was coming from the old era in the past.

However, Ye Wei, who had just become a hero, had no mood to appreciate music at all. At this moment, his face was pale and his head was covered in cold sweat.

If it were someone else, if it were him yesterday, he would definitely be proud after such a big show, but now he ignored the whispers of the people around him, and just leaned on the back of the chair weakly, not knowing what he was thinking, but no one would pay attention to it.

He couldn't figure out what was wrong. The old principal just talked a lot and asked him to take a nap, but ended up having a very long dream.

And this dream is so terrible, magical, natural, real...

Everything has to start with the background of the dream. When the War of Resistance Against Japan ended, my grandfather, a soldier, was unwilling to fight a civil war, so he immigrated to the United States with his family. His father Ye Haogen was born soon after.

My father was a movie lover. He wanted to be a filmmaker, but because of the old man's stopping, he became a dentist. Until he reached middle age, he paid off his university student loan and mortgage loan, and opened a private clinic. With some savings, his dream of film began to rekindle.

Then, a young producer named Kevin Thomas appeared with a script "The Wedding Time is Coming".

"The Wedding Period is Coming" will be released at its own expense in three cinemas in Los Angeles on Friday, and then...

It was the real beginning of his dream.

Nightmare! In the dream, the video ended up losing so much!

This independent comedy film, which was entrusted by my father's dream of film and made huge investments, was almost zero box office, and its reputation was extremely bad because it was indeed a big bad movie.

The dream was shattered and the investment was ruined. The father in the dream was so angry that he suffered a cerebral hemorrhage. Because he was not rescued in time, he bid farewell to the world a few days later.

Not only did the family lose their close relatives, but they also lost their economic pillars, which caused a happy family to fall into the abyss of darkness.
To be continued...