My girlfriend is from the future!

Chapter 88 No.40

Because of the coming of the Spring Festival, the next release of the film academy's rankings will probably not be until the fourth day of the new year, and the bar in Yanjiao Alley, where he was working, has also closed down, so He Tianran has nowhere to go for the time being.

On New Year's Eve, the streets were bustling with activity, and news of New Year's greetings poured in. The boy replied carefully one by one, cleaned himself up, and then went to the RT-Mart supermarket downstairs to buy a lot of New Year's goods.

When he entered the community with several plastic bags alone, he found that the property downstairs had set up a small stall, helping the owners write Spring Festival couplets, and he squeezed into the crowd.

"Little brother, what do you need us to write for you?"

The property boy who helped with writing was not very old, and he said happily to He Ranran holding a brush.

"Don't bother you, I can write it myself."

He Tianran smiled, and asked for two long and one short red paper and a "Fu" character.

After entering the house, he took off his neatly dressed coat, put his things in order, took out a can of Coke, took a sip, found a marker pen, spread out the blank couplets on the table, thought for a few minutes, and finally write down -

Uplink: KEEP CALM AND CARRY ON (Keep Calm and Carry On)

Second line: KEEP REAL AND NEVER DOWN (keep real, never down)

Horizontal inscription: PEACE&LOVE (peace and love)
At the end, he still wrote two small "Skr, Skr~" on the left and right sides of the "Fu"

He Tianran, who was humored by himself, was amused for a while, very satisfied with this first couplet in his life, he took it out of the door and pasted it in two or three times, and it happened that a white-collar couple next door was also posting couplets.

The man came over to have a look, and joked, "Yo, foreign language?"

He Tianran took two steps back, making sure that the two sides were neatly parallel, "You need to do some new work for the New Year."

The man put a six on his hand, and sang a few not-so-authentic raps: "You and me, let's go, 6~"

He Ranran laughed awkwardly at this sudden action, "Brother, your playlist needs to be updated."

The man asked, "What do you listen to after 00?"

He Tianran was serious, "We are still children, of course we should listen to nursery rhymes."

The young couple outside the door were amused by him.

He Tianran said Happy New Year, and after getting the same response, he closed the door.

Turning on the TV, turning up the volume and making some noise, he started cooking.

Five dishes and one soup, with fish and meat, very rich.

The sky outside the window was getting darker. He Tianran sat at the table and poured himself a glass of juice. Looking at the table full of food, he felt emotional that he had learned a lot this year.

The whole house will be cleaned every now and then, dirty clothes will be washed as soon as possible, dishes and chopsticks will be rinsed as soon as possible, and the quilt will always be folded neatly after waking up. Wake up at five o'clock on time.

Adhere to morning exercises, boxing regularly, study hard, and occasionally practice piano.

This is the entire trajectory of his life now.

"Buzz~"

Just when He Tianran was about to enjoy the New Year's Eve dinner alone, he received a long-lost call. The housekeeper Wang Ma earnestly asked him to go home for the reunion. Without thinking about it, he knew that this call must have passed He Panshan's acquiescence. Otherwise, no matter whether it is the driver Uncle Hu or Wang Ma, no one would dare to contact He Tianran in private.

This is an opportunity to ease the conflict between father and son, but there is a high probability that the ending will not be happy.

He Tianran, who could already imagine the scene, sighed, and decided to go home on this New Year's Eve.

Arriving at Jiadi, Nanshan, the He family compound was decorated with lights and festoons, and the servants at home were busy and happy. He Tianran walked all the way to the main hall, and saw He Yuanchong chatting and drinking tea with several executives from the company who came to pay New Year's greetings .

Several people were taken aback when they saw He Tianran. The prince of Shanhai Group hadn't shown up for a long time. There were rumors in the company that he went overseas to live with his mother; The relationship is very stiff, so it rarely appears.

But no matter what, the person in front of him is He Panshan's biological son.

"Hey, isn't this natural? I haven't seen you for a few years, so much has changed! This image really has the chicness of Lao He when he was young!"

"What a resemblance, it's exactly the same as his father when he was young!"

"Uncle Zhao, Aunt Chen, Uncle Liu, happy new year."

Facing the attentive greetings, He Tianran greeted with a smile, and He Yuanchong walked over at this time, and said with a natural face:

"Brother, Dad told you to go directly to the study to find him when you come back. He has something to tell you."

"Oh, I see."

He Tianran nodded, exchanged greetings with several people, and then left.

He Panshan's study room is said to be a study room, but it can be used as a small library. It has a height of eight meters and is divided into upper and lower floors. It covers an area of ​​nearly [-] square meters. There is more than enough space for a studio here.

On weekdays, the boss of Shanhai Technology, who manages a lot of things every day, can directly work remotely here.

He Panshan sat on the chair and looked at his son standing opposite.

The study has a lot of space, but He Tianran feels very depressed. Although he often came here to do his homework when he was a child, and he is very familiar with all the layout here, but now, the single apartment he lives in is more like his home.

"A few days ago, I called a friend from the film school and asked why you are still taking the exam."

He Panshan opened his mouth slowly.

"Also?" He Tianran frowned.

"That's right, Mama Wang told me what you applied for... What major is it? I guess she's old, so she didn't check it clearly, but it may take some effort to send you to the film school. But it's easy to get you out."

The father seemed to be chatting about family affairs, while the son's eyes were full of disbelief. He was calm and restrained his emotions.

"When I knew that my play failed the ranking, I wondered if it might be because of your intervention, but I didn't expect it to be true."

He Panshan took out a cigar from the wooden cigarette case beside him, and skillfully cut off the cap.

"Well, if you can think of it, it's an improvement."

The white smoke gushing from the mouth floated between the father and son, as if a transparent high wall had been built.

He didn't get angry or depressed, He Tianran smoothed out his thoughts, it was really unwise to have an attack right now, and it was the "childish" situation that He Panshan didn't want to see the most, but he was most used to it.

He Panshan's power is not something that He Tianran can contend with now. If he doesn't speak up, then He Tianran wants to go his own way, and he is doomed to fail.

If it was the previous He Tianran, facing this situation, he would most likely choose only one way - breaking the pot and throwing it.

This is a way to exchange failure for disappointment. Anyway, he has never satisfied his father once since he was a child, and as long as He Panshan completely gives up on himself, then he will be free.

It is very simple to hurt each other, and it is also the most direct, strongest, and lowest-level means of resistance.

But this kind of freedom is not what He Tianran wants now.

After a long time, the boy said with a deep voice, "Dad, do you still remember what you said to me when you came to see me in September? It's rare for my son to be serious this time, so you just 'help' me like this?"

He Panshan's eyes flashed: "There is nothing wrong with doing things seriously, but it is just a major project. There is a problem with the direction. As the boss, do you want to adjust?"

You treat my life as a project?
This is what He Tianran really wanted to say, but at this moment, for the first time, he tried to use He Panshan's thinking to communicate with him.

"The maximum range you can afford to lose is the maximum limit you can invest. It's too early to adjust the direction, not to mention that you don't like me at all, so even if you change the direction, do you think it will be more suitable for me?"

He Panshan leaned forward, obviously interested: "Are you talking about investment with me? If that's the case, you don't seem to have any attraction to me. Your only advantage is that you are my son, so That's all."

"So, if I succeed in the film school exam this time, you will see something in me that you have always wanted to see. If I fail, I will come back to you and follow the route you planned for me honestly. , So, I just missed a chance, and I really can't think of a reason for you to stop me!"

He Tianran ignored his father's questioning, but came up with a conclusion concisely. After he finished speaking, both father and son fell silent.

He Panshan shifted his gaze to the photo frame on the desk. There were photos of a family of three in it. The little He Tianran was holding the hands of his mother and father, and his smile was full of sunshine.

The son noticed his father's gaze, and said softly, "I seem to have never been impressed by you once before."

He Panshan picked up the photo frame, his eyes were full of memories: "Yes, I remember that you used to have a tepid personality, and you would only cry to your mother when you encountered difficulties, which is really not cute."

"Then I will try to appear in front of you as little as possible in the future."

He Panshan took a deep breath, "Anyone can say beautiful words, but I only look at the results, and I can let you take the exam normally."

"Really?"

"That depends on whether what you said is true."

Both father and son have reached a tacit understanding in their hearts. This time, He Tianran must get a good grade in the exam of the director department, and he must also do well in the exam to satisfy He Panshan, so that he can continue on his future path consistently. .

"I will."

With the promise, He Tianran turned around and walked out of the study without a trace of nostalgia.

He Panshan didn't say a word to persuade him to stay.

The two men are strong people, and He Panshan didn't put the photo frame back on the table until his son went out.

The reason why He Tianran couldn't think of the reason why He Panshan stopped him was actually nothing more than his age.

They have a father and a son.

Among the three people in the photo, He Panshan is the only one standing beside this accomplished man.

Business tycoon, alone.

If it is changed next time, it will be two other people.

"He seems to have grown taller again."

Sitting in the middle of the huge study, He Panshan is like an emperor, but his relatives are leaving him one by one.

……

……

On the sixth day of the sixth day, the Film Academy released its rankings.

A total of 28 people have entered the final examination stage of the director department this time, and 12 people will be selected for admission in the end.

The ranking of the four exams is based on the results of the previous exams. No. 1 is still Li Wang. Due to his performance in the previous rounds, it should be a certainty that he will be admitted to the director department.

While Li Wang was happy, he saw He Tianran beside him.

He remembered He Tianran's number, seeing that the other person's face was uncertain, Li Wang suppressed the smile on his face, gave up the idea of ​​going up to ask, and looked at the list again.

From the beginning to the end, I finally found his number.

28?

For a person who came second in the second test, this ranking... is equivalent to only getting half of the points in the third test!
what is the problem?

At this time, only He Tianran knew that this was the last bit of tolerance his father left for him.

"If you want to fly, fly higher, don't let daddy catch you again."

He was silent.

(End of this chapter)