Chapter 1 01. Yu Cang
At the end of September, the north has entered the season of autumn.

Even in the mid-afternoon when the sun was shining, it was gradually getting chilly.

Chengda University, the highest institution of film and television art in Xia Kingdom.

in the school.

Lin Yiruo tightened his clothes and ran all the way towards the teaching building, not even paying attention to the beautiful ginkgo trees on both sides of the school road.

"Ruoruo, Ruoruo, don't run so fast, wait for me!"

Some fat roommates behind her struggled to take a step, and finally caught up with her.

After catching up, the roommate quickly grabbed the strap of her schoolbag to prevent Lin Yiruo from dropping herself.

Lin Yiruo glanced at the watch in his hand and sighed dejectedly.

"It's over, Manyun, I definitely won't have the chance to sit in the first row of class today, Assistant Professor Yu, I'm crying to death!"

Xu Manyun patted Lin Yiruo on the head, comforting her with the same sad tone,

"Oh, I can't help it. There are only a few seats in the first row, and those crazy women have been running to occupy seats since an hour ago!"

"Let's go, if it's later, I'm afraid there will be no seats in the last row."

Looking at each other, the two sighed in unison, and continued to walk towards the classrooms of the teaching building.

"By the way, have you submitted the performance homework assigned by Assistant Professor Yu last time?"

"Not yet."

"Hmm? Tomorrow is the deadline, so be careful if you miss it. However, I remember you were recording a video a few days ago."

"Yes, but I want to record a few more and hand in the better ones. I don't want to give Assistant Professor Yu the impression that he doesn't study hard."

Lin Yiruo smiled slyly, revealing his little thoughts.

"No, no, no," Xu Manyun shook her head, expressing her disapproval of Lin Yiruo's idea, "You are wrong."

"Why do you say that?"

"Think about it, if the homework you handed in is so good that Assistant Professor Yu can't find any faults, then at most he will read it once, and then give you a [good] evaluation."

Xu Manyun adjusted his glasses, and the lenses reflected the light of wisdom.

"But if your performance is not that good, according to Assistant Professor Yu's attentive personality, he will have to watch it a dozen times, and then write you a suggestion for improvement of one or two thousand words?"

"Then you can improve it according to his opinion, talk to him more, and go back and forth, hey, hey, why do you look at me with such strange eyes?"

Xu Manyun felt that Lin Yiruo looked at her more and more strangely, so she couldn't help but stop her analysis.

Lin Yiruo took a step back subconsciously, and said weakly, "Manman, I think you are so scary."

"Ah, what are you talking about, girl? Does anyone say that about your good sister? Sister, I am teaching you some social truths!"

During the chatter, the two had already arrived at the door of the classroom.

Through the small window on the classroom door, a tall and thin figure on the podium came into view.

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Sitting on the teacher's chair in front of the podium, Yu Cang turned the pen in his hand, and from time to time recorded the fragments of inspiration left by those broken fragments that seemed like dreams but not dreams.

Three years have passed, and the symptoms that once tormented him have improved a lot, leaving him a valuable fortune.

It's not time for class yet, and it's just his own habit to arrive at the classroom half an hour earlier.

The first row of seats under the podium was already filled with several female students.

Yu Cang could keenly sense that those girls seemed not to be thinking about the textbook in front of them.

But on the one hand, it was not class time, and on the other hand, they didn't do anything to disturb him, so he could only choose to keep silent and concentrate on the inspiration record in front of him.

As time passed, there were more and more people in the classroom.

The voice gradually became noisy, and he finally couldn't keep his concentration.

Putting the cap on the pen, closing the notebook, he stood up.

His eyes scanned the classroom.

"45 people"

He muttered something in a low voice, and glanced at the course selection list.

Someone is late.

He knows who it is.

There was a moment of silence, he didn't speak.

His getting up and silence made the classroom quiet down. At the same time, a girl sitting in the last row showed panic and worry on her face.

The students were waiting for Assistant Professor Yu's roll call.

After a while, he seemed to have forgotten about the fact that someone was absent from work, and said directly,

"Good afternoon, everyone. I am Yu Cang. Unfortunately, the person who came to meet you today is still me."

Seeing him show that iconic, shallow and polite smile, the tense atmosphere in the classroom was relieved all of a sudden.

"Professor Yin's illness has recovered a lot, and he planned to come to teach you today.

"But just this morning, I received a message from him saying that his old man had a bad stomach again last night, so I will still substitute for the class today."

Yu Cang solemnly stated his teacher, Professor Yin Jiashi's unreliable reasons for skipping work today, with a calm face as if stating that apples would fall to the ground when they were ripe.

Thanks to his excellent acting skills, he was able to finish these few sentences without changing his face without blushing.

But the students in the audience obviously didn't believe it very much, and low titters came to Yu Cang's ears from time to time.

"Alright, students," Yu Cang glanced at the girl in the last row of the classroom one last time, looked away as if nothing had happened, and then said, "The class bell has rang, and our class for today begins."

While speaking, he took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and put them on.

He has good eyesight and doesn't need glasses.

But he is too young, only 26 years old, not much older than the children below.

In order to appear mature and dignified, he had no choice but to buy this pair of glasses as an aid.

Taking another piece of chalk, he officially started teaching.

"In the last class we talked about the education of an actor. The first part is the education of all the physiological functions, muscles and tendons of his body, the second part is the education of knowledge and culture, and the third part is the education of spiritual activities."

While talking, Yu Cang was simply writing on the blackboard.

"Physical education is not the content of today's class. What I want to talk to students today is about knowledge and culture. Can any student tell me what qualifications a qualified actor should have in terms of knowledge and culture?"

As soon as the words fell, a girl with a high ponytail in the first row raised her hand.

Yu Cang recalled her name and said,

"Student Michelle, tell me."

The girl stood up abruptly.

I don't know if it was because Yu Cang called her name accurately, she was a little nervous with excitement.

"Hi Teacher Yu!" Although she was nervous, she still did not forget to say hello politely, and then began to answer questions, "I think a qualified actor should have a basic understanding of various literary and artistic works. process has a foundational understanding”

The girl stated her thoughts, but suddenly found that Yu Cang's eyes were looking behind her.

"Teacher Yu?"

Yu Cang turned his eyes away from the figure who came in silently from the back door of the classroom, nodded slightly to Michelle,
"You're right. It can be heard that you have previewed carefully. You are very attentive to this class."

His words seemed to be praising Mi Xue, but also seemed to have some other meanings.

Hearing this, the person in the last row of the classroom who just sneaked in and took a seat froze suddenly.

(End of this chapter)

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