Huayu: I Have a Doraemon

Chapter 12 I will punish you in the name of the moon!

It's like the sky wanting to rain, or a mother wanting to remarry; many things are beyond human control.

No matter how much Lin An jumped left or right, big or small, he couldn't escape being called out.

The laughter in the room didn't stop until he reluctantly stood in the semi-circular area drawn with white tape.

"I can't take it anymore..."

Zhao Nana clutched her stomach and crouched down, her shoulders heaving as she cried out for help, "Help me, please help me, my stomach hurts so much..."

Hai Qing raised her hand to her forehead, looking as if she didn't recognize her.

Lu Xiaopin wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked Lin An up and down, and asked:

Are you a freshman in the performing arts department?

"Department of Literature," Lin An said listlessly.

Lu Xiaopin turned her head and glanced at the middle-aged woman wearing glasses on her right, raising an eyebrow.

The middle-aged woman shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't know what was going on either.

Lü Xiaopin withdrew her gaze, looked at Lin An for two seconds, and asked curiously:

"Why didn't you choose the performing arts department? You're very good-looking."

Upon hearing this, the students present, especially the boys, immediately had complicated expressions.

It may be funny, but that doesn't change the fact that someone is a competitor.

The production crew is already packed with people, and competing with acting students from all grades is tough enough, but now literature students are joining in too...

Isn't this bullying the honest person?

Lin An felt the gazes coming from all directions, feeling speechless and a little aggrieved.

"I never thought about becoming an actor."

"Why? Don't you yearn for the stage?"

"I don't like being told what to do."

Lü Xiaopin was slightly taken aback, then laughed:

"You think literature majors aren't subject to orders?"

Lin An shook his head and said, "There is a difference between being commanded for a short time and being commanded for a lifetime."

Lü Xiaopin narrowed his eyes and re-examined the young man in front of him.

The people behind the folding table exchanged a knowing glance.

"What if the person commanding you is better than you?"

A voice came from the left side of the folding table.

Lin An looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man with silver-rimmed glasses and a refined demeanor.

For some reason, Lin An felt that this person looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

"Let's not even talk about how difficult it is to determine strength or weakness."

Lin An pulled himself out of his thoughts and said slowly:

Even if he is really better than me, I don't like anyone interfering with my thoughts.

The man asked curiously, "Why?"

Lin An replied matter-of-factly, "Of course I'm unhappy."

The room fell silent again.

Zhao Nana and Hai Qing exchanged a glance, both able to see the shock and helplessness in each other's eyes.

Being young is great; you really dare to say anything.

Lü Xiaopin smiled and shook his head, then nodded in agreement after a few seconds of contemplation.

"I understand, I also hate being told what to do."

He picked up the script on the table, flipped through a couple of pages, and looked up, saying:

"Since we're here, why not give it a try?"

Lin An frowned: "Try what? I can't act."

The idea of ​​a self-taught player beating a professional can only happen in fantasy stories.

Trying to act in front of a performance major is no different from showing off your limited skills before an expert.

"I didn't ask you to act."

Lü Xiaopin put down the script, leaned back, and crossed her arms.

"Aren't you a literature major? Let's talk about screenplays."

Lin An glanced at him, then looked at the acting students waiting for their auditions by the wall, and silently apologized on their behalf.

"Please speak."

"If it were you, how would you create a character who appears aloof and loves to show off, but is actually cowardly and afraid of trouble?"

Lü Xiaopin clearly noticed that Lin An had not systematically studied scriptwriting, and thoughtfully gave an example:

"You just need a general framework, or a list of plot elements... you know what plot elements mean, right?"

Of course I know what the plot elements are, but this setting... I feel like you're targeting me... Lin An's lips twitched, suppressing the urge to curse, and he began to talk nonsense with a straight face:

"I will introduce a character who is handsome on the outside but a complete otaku on the inside."

Lü Xiaopin frowned: "A shut-in?"

Lin An explained, "He's someone who's obsessed with anime, never leaves his house, and almost never interacts with the outside world. He might even appear in an outfit with Sailor Moon's image on it... You know Sailor Moon, right?"

"Gunara, the Goddess of Darkness, oh no, I mean, the beautiful Sailor Moon, the warrior of love and justice!"

Lin An raised his hands high, crossed them, twisted them several times like a pretzel, then swung them down forcefully, shouting:

"In the name of the moon, I will punish you!"

The room fell silent for a moment.

Then everyone burst into laughter.

Zhao Nana's legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground, pounding her fists on the floor, laughing until tears streamed down her face.

"I'll destroy you... I'll destroy you... Hahahahahaha..."

Hai Qing couldn't hold back this time either, turning her head away and her shoulders shaking violently.

Several acting students waiting for their auditions were laughing so hard they couldn't stand up straight. Some were leaning against the wall, some were squatting on the ground, and one boy even laughed so hard he sounded like a goose.

Behind the folding table, several judges fell silent upon witnessing this scene.

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At 2 p.m., Lin An walked out of the finance office and carefully put away the invoices.

Walk through the corridor and down the stairs out of the building.

At the door, Zhao Nana shook her head and repeated:

"In the name of the moon, I will punish you... In the name of the moon, I will punish you... Hahaha!"

Lin An squinted and complained:

"Is it really necessary to go to such lengths?"

"It's necessary! Absolutely necessary!"

Zhao Nana laughed so hard she slapped her thigh:

"You didn't see it, Director Lü's mouth was so wide open you could fit a fist in it. I was worried his jaw would dislocate!"

Lin An didn't want to talk to her.

Hai Qing stood to the side, her expression having returned to its usual calm.

She glanced at Lin An, and said carefully:

"Based on the feedback from the on-site creators, you have a high chance of being selected; it just depends on the position."

Lin An paused upon hearing this, then turned around: "What do you mean?"

Hai Qing calmly said, "In this industry, being remembered is already half the battle won."

She said, "If you're willing to make some concessions, such as regarding your salary or time, you should be able to join the crew directly, or at least be an assistant screenwriter."

Lin An nodded thoughtfully.

After recovering from her maniacal laughter, Zhao Nana wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and interjected:

"Your 'Sailor Moon' demo, though absurd, was certainly impressive. Even if it can't be the starter, it could definitely be developed into a side story."

She spoke eloquently:

"The most important thing in sitcoms is to create highlights while completing the closed loop... Strong visual impact is the simplest and most practical technique."

Lin An looked at her in surprise:

"You can actually speak so professionally?"

Zhao Nana rolled her eyes:

"I'm a proper art graduate, from the Beijing Film Academy! The top art school in the country!"

Lin An snorted, not wanting to reply.

The three walked along the tree-lined path in front of the Shaw Building for several dozen meters and stopped at a fork in the road.

"You really aren't coming with us for lunch?"

Zhao Nana tilted her head and winked playfully:

"Your senior is treating! Don't miss this opportunity!"

Lin An said, "Something came up at home, let's do it another day."

Zhao Nana didn't insist. After repeating the phone number again, she turned and left.

But before she could get far, someone patted her on the shoulder.

Turning his head, he saw it was Lin An.

Zhao Nana looked puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Lin An said earnestly, "Senior sister is treating us, we can't miss this opportunity, we can put everything else aside."

???

Zhao Nana was completely bewildered. Just as she was about to speak, she caught a glimpse of two police officers walking out from around the corner, accompanied by school security guards.

The air was silent for about two seconds.

She slowly turned her head, her gaze shifting back and forth between Lin An's innocent face and the police officer's.

His lips twitched slightly.