Chapter 208 The storm is coming
Chapter 208 The storm is coming
Chen Ningning, “…”
Vocal Music Class 1 students and vocal music instructors: "..."
Two and three cents, “…”
Facing the gazes focused on him, and looking at Pan Yinian with a dagger hidden in his smile, Ermaosan's forehead was covered with black lines.
He knew that this bastard was not someone who would keep quiet.
They haven't even gotten any advantage over Pan Yinian yet, but now they have to cut his flesh and bleed him.
The nitty-gritty details of coordination, battlefield fortifications, and extras are relatively manageable.
Anyway, what the National University of Defense Technology lacks the least is people.
But the annoying thing is that many of the large-scale battle scenes in the script were specially marked to be close to the actual combat of that era.
Isn't this telling him to use the real thing?
Even if you use only blank bullets, it will still cost a lot of money!
At this moment, he wanted to shake his head, get up and leave.
But when he looked at the students' expectant eyes and then at the script in his hand, his neck felt as if it was welded shut and he couldn't move it at all.
It has been a long time since there has been a good movie in China that can reflect the war facts of that era.
Coupled with some unspeakable reasons, an overly blind trend of comfort has swept across many places in the country, even in military academies and the army.
This……
No, that's what he wanted.
Not really, military academies and the army should appear.
Perhaps this is an opportunity to change this situation.
After hesitating for a long time, Ermaosan looked up at Pan Yinian and said, "I can't make the decision on this matter. I'll take you to find someone who can."
……
Pan Yinian followed Ermaosan all the way into the office building of the National University of Defense Technology.
Dean's Office, School of Arts, National University of Defense Technology.
Snapped!
Pan Yinian, without saying a word, saluted Dean Zhou, who had black hair and an elegant temperament.
Then, he held the script in both hands and handed it to Dean Zhou.
Dean Zhou waved his hand, asked Pan Yinian to sit down, and picked up the script to read.
Dean Zhou, you look at it very seriously and carefully.
It wasn't until over an hour later that Dean Zhou let out a long breath. He looked up at Pan Yinian with some admiration and said, "If you expand these five short film scripts, they should be five movies, right?"
"Amazing!"
"Before, when I heard others talk about you, I thought you were just a hot-blooded young man with some talent, but now it seems that I think you should be called a hero."
"Tell me, why do you suddenly want to shoot these short films at this critical juncture?"
Pan Yinian smiled shyly, "Commander, do you want to hear lies or the truth?"
Dean Zhou laughed heartily and pointed at Pan Yinian with his finger. "You little brat, you're trying to keep me in suspense. I want to hear the truth, and I want to hear lies too."
Pan Yinian, "To be honest, I was provoked and angry."
"A few days ago, my future mother-in-law came to me and, in the name of the greater good, capital, and the supremacy of Europe and the United States, asked me to transfer the control of the new network and the related software copyrights to a traitor who only knows how to lick the ass of a small foot basin. I was so angry that I wanted to fight them."
"Nonsense! I think there's something wrong with the current social climate. And it's a huge problem."
"Both young people and the mainstream of today's society are extremely pro-Western, eager to describe even a foreigner's fart as fragrant. They've even forgotten their ancestors and how their beautiful and happy lives came to be."
“Although I cannot serve as a soldier to protect the country and the nation like my ancestors and martyrs did;”
"We cannot, like those anonymous scientific researchers, contribute to the revitalization of science and technology in our country;"
"But I think I can reawaken their memories."
"Resuscitate the Chinese blood flowing in your veins..."
Pan Yinian, with the prophetic power from his previous life, expressed the grief and resentment in his heart.
Dean Zhou just listened quietly at first, but later he even made a cup of tea himself and put it in Pan Yinian's hand.
After Ermaosan finished his work and returned, he saw Pan Yinian walking out of the dean's office with a proud and confident look. He quickly took two steps and entered the dean's office. He saluted Dean Zhou who was standing by the window and said, "Commander, have you agreed to that kid?"
Dean Zhou, "Why don't you agree?"
Twenty-three cents, "But..."
Dean Zhou, watching Pan Yinian's departing figure outside the window, sighed, "In him, I saw the backbone of the Chinese nation; I saw the unsettled feelings of our country's scholars, and even more, I saw a heart of steel..."
"hiss……"
Two Mao San gasped.
Dean Zhou’s evaluation is extremely high!
Dean Zhou, "Do you know who he looks like?"
Two cents and three cents. I'm totally confused.
Dean Zhou didn't intend to ask him to answer. He just looked at Pan Yinian's straight spine and said, "He's like Old Yang carrying the Hurricane I; the soldiers who put land artillery on board ships; the pilots practicing the eight-for-one tactics..."
"But he is different from those people."
"Those people were so tragic and resolute out of helplessness."
"But he was full of confidence and had a plan in mind..."
Twenty-three cents, I was shocked, completely shocked.
Even the look he gave out the window was filled with a bit more admiration.
Dean Zhou, "I'll leave this matter entirely to you. That brat said, two months, at most. If you delay, the effect will be greatly reduced."
"Except for the roles he selected, active-duty military personnel will be used for the others. You go and coordinate that."
"The filming started within a week and was completed within 20 days."
"We need to buy him more time to come out."
"Maybe he can really give us a surprise..."
……
Two and a half cents, I’m shocked.
Vocal Class 1, shocked.
After returning to Nanjing University, Su Ying, Qin Qin, Qin Yuyan and others were also shocked.
In just one morning, without spending a penny, Pan Yinian got the National University of Defense Technology.
"Why does this sound so mysterious?" Qin Yuyan said.
"That's right. Could it be that all the people at the National University of Defense Technology are being taken advantage of?" Qin Qin.
Only Su Ying was happy with Pan Yinian.
When Qin Qin and Qin Yuyan were full again, they suddenly thought of a word Pan Yinian said.
Love brain.
Isn’t Su Ying’s behavior just that she is in love?
Pan Yinian held Su Ying's hand and waved it towards Qin Qin and Qin Yuyan. "Believe it or not, as long as Su Ying believes me, that's enough. By the way, Mr. Pei and the others have formed the Jinling Thirty-Six Store Alliance, which will open in ten days. You should prepare for the joint activities."
"By the way, that kid Baligang has been a little too quiet lately. Send someone to find out more about him."
Qin Qin frowned, a solemn expression on her face. "They're planning to copy our twelve o'clock reboot event on Christmas Day. I heard they're in contact with a popular superstar and are planning to invite him to be their spokesperson."
"even……"
Speaking of this, Qin Qin's face was filled with solemnity.
Even Qin Yuyan was wilting...
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