PNB Chapter 8 Enrollment
Chapter 8 Enrollment
In September, the summer heat had not yet subsided.
HD District, No. 4 Xitucheng Road.
Sunshades stand on both sides of the main road of the campus, with desks placed under them and handwritten signs for each department on the desks.
Directing, Acting, Cinematography, Literature...
As China's first film university, the Beijing Film Academy holds a prestigious position.
Many of the people who have graduated from here have already earned their place in the annals of Chinese film history.
Every year, countless art students rack their brains to get into this program, hoping to one day appear on the silver screen and become famous throughout the country and even the world.
Under the sunshade of the Performing Arts Department.
Haiqing, with her neat short hair, glanced at the faces of those dragging suitcases, their eyes filled with anticipation and nervousness, and couldn't help but think of herself three years ago.
Just then, a girl in a floral dress walked towards us.
Her steps were neither fast nor slow, her back was straight, and her black hair was draped over her shoulders, with a few strands occasionally blowing in the wind, revealing her well-defined profile.
Haiqing recognized her—Dong Xuan. He had heard that her art exam scores were very high and that she used to study dance.
Zhao Nana, who was standing next to her, leaned closer and whispered, "There are so many new students this year, and they're all so good-looking."
Before Haiqing could reply, the girl on the other side snorted, "What's the use of being good-looking? Acting skills are the real strength."
The film and television industry has always been characterized by a shortage of qualified candidates; the three major universities alone have thousands of graduates every year.
In comparison, the output of film and television projects is pitifully small.
In this environment, the appearance of any beautiful woman should be viewed with caution, even if she is a classmate!
Hai Qing and Zhao Nana exchanged a glance and remained silent.
"Ugh, this is so annoying! I already told you my leg is all better!"
A sudden shout rang out on campus.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a boy wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and gray sweatpants entangled with a bald, fat man at the school gate.
The boy angrily shoved the other person.
The bald, fat man clung tightly to the boy's arm like a piece of chewing gum.
Neither side was willing to give in.
"Hey Xie, are you ever going to shut up?! Do you want me to beat you up?!"
Lin An raised his fist and threatened:
"See that? A fist the size of a sandbag! Rock hard!"
Xie Guoan, an emergency room doctor at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, hugged Lin An around the waist, seemingly unfazed by the situation.
"Go ahead and hit me! For my promotion—no, for my research—I'll take you back for a checkup even if you hit me!"
"you!"
Lin An stared wide-eyed, raising his fist high.
Xie Guoan cried out pitifully, "You can't do it!"
Lin An raised an eyebrow slightly.
Xie Guoan felt the fist not fall and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that he was indeed just a stubborn but soft-hearted brat.
However, the next moment...
"Bang!"
A fist the size of a sandbag slammed solidly into his face.
Xie Guoan staggered, seeing stars, released his grip on Lin An, and squatted down, covering his nose.
"Let me tell you, I'm an absolute egalitarian!"
Lin An withdrew his fist, looked down at him, and snorted coldly:
"Anyone who messes with me, even a woman or a child, is a true man who can unleash the Leo Kick without hesitation!"
The air was still for a few seconds on the main road.
The group of male students from Beijing Film Academy silently savored the "outrageous" statement, finding it endlessly fascinating and full of profound meaning.
They all agreed that they had just gained a useful piece of knowledge.
Just then, a middle-aged man in a security guard uniform came running over.
"Stop! Stop! Please stop fighting!"
He stepped between the two men, panting heavily, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Lin An and Xie Guoan, who was squatting on the ground:
"What are they trying to do?"
Lin An raised his hand and said, "Report! This person is sexually harassing me!"
Upon hearing this, the male onlookers gasped and silently took a half-step back.
The security guard's movements as he helped Xie Guoan paused slightly, a chill running through his body.
Xie Guoan vehemently protested his innocence: "I didn't! I'm a doctor! I came to take him back for a follow-up examination!"
Ignoring the stinging pain in his nose, he jumped up, pulled his work ID from his pocket, and shoved it in the security guard's face.
The security guard glanced at the work badge, then at Lin An: "What exactly is going on?"
Lin An said without changing his expression, "Being a doctor and sexual harassment are not mutually exclusive."
The security guard actually thought it made sense and looked at Xie Guoan again.
Xie Guoan: "???"
The students around them started whispering among themselves.
"This is so exciting..."
"A doctor chasing someone to the school to sexually harass them? What kind of surreal plot is this?"
"Hey, there are plenty of those plots, I've seen several of them."
"I've seen something similar."
"Brother, let's talk in private."
……
Countless whispers buzzed in Xie Guoan's ears.
"You, me, him..."
Xie Guoan's lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.
Dizziness, heat, and extreme anger overwhelmed him, and in the next second, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
The security guard turned pale with fright and rushed forward to provide first aid.
Several enthusiastic freshmen gathered around; some pinched his philtrum, some fanned him, and some ran to call 120.
The scene immediately descended into chaos.
Lin An snorted coldly, patted the hem of his T-shirt, and turned to leave.
After taking a couple of steps, I glanced at Haiqing under the sunshade of the performing arts department, and my eyes lit up immediately.
Good morning, senior students.
Lin An smiled and waved, saying in a kind tone:
"Is this where you also sign in for the literature department's continuing education program?"
Hai Qing paused for a moment, hesitated for a second, then pointed in a direction and said:
"The continuing education classes are managed by the Continuing Education Center, and the booths are located over at the Yifu Building."
Following the direction she pointed, Lin An indeed saw a very new building.
A dark blue awning stands on the open space to the right of the building, under which are rows of folding tables.
"Thanks, senior."
Lin Anchong and Hai Qing nodded.
Zhao Nana then leaned closer and whispered:
"Junior, was that bald guy really sexually harassing you?"
Lin An's face hardened: "Does senior think I'm lying?"
"Otherwise what?" Zhao Nana thought to herself, then couldn't help but offer her advice:
"You did hit someone after all, and if you take it to the police, you're not in the right."
She said earnestly, "You should go back and apologize, and it would be best to pay some compensation as a token of your apology."
Lin An said angrily, "That bald guy harassed me for almost half a month, beating him up was too lenient!"
Hai Qing and Zhao Nana looked at each other again, both seeing shock and... a tiny bit of excitement in each other's eyes.
"What happened?" Haiqing asked curiously.
Lin An said without any joy or sorrow, "A little over a month ago, I went to the hospital to have my cast removed and that's when I ran into that bald guy."
He seemed to recall some unbearable past events, and said with a sorrowful tone:
"I told him my leg was better, but he insisted it wasn't. I told him I was better, but he just kept saying it wasn't."
"In the end, not only did they not let me remove the cast, they also wanted to take me to the neurology department to check my pain perception."
"Then I ran as fast as I could, and he chased after me like crazy."
As Lin An spoke, he almost burst into tears.
Premature healing of a fracture can cause such a big problem...
This world is far too dangerous!