Compared with the marking teachers, the music instructors have a better impression of Fang Zhao, and the points they gave were fair during the re-examination. They did not understand Fang Zhao, but believed in Xue Jing and Mo Lang.

The final ranking of the re-examination is based on the comprehensive score. There is no interview session because there is no need. If you can reach the re-examination step and be selected by the teachers who have the papers, most of them are familiar. Not to mention the interview, even if you hide the identity information of the test paper, these masters can guess which genre and peers teach it at a glance.

The interview is not very meaningful, so this step is gradually eliminated.

The first class was also the first time these masters observed Fang Zhao up close.

"He is a good seedling and has his own style."

"This time, this small family was nominated for the Galaxy Star Award."

"Huh? It's him who was specially recommended?"

"After you said this, I remembered it. There seems to be someone named Fang Zhao on the special recommendation list."

"Snow Jing didn't mention this to him, did he?"

"If Lao Xue doesn't mention it, he must have his considerations. Let's not meddle in other people's business, don't tell Fang Zhao first."

Fang Zhao, who was sitting in the classroom: "..." I have heard it.

The Galaxy Award, the highest honorary award in the art world, is no doubt about it.

A category under the Galaxy Award belongs to the Star Award, which rewards young artists who have sufficient artistic contributions, not only music, but also other art-related categories such as painting, dance, performing arts, etc.

In the new century, you can still be considered young even in your forties or fifties, and most of the artists who won the Star Award are artists of this age.

Nominations are not necessarily the final winner, but it is already rare to get nominated in your twenties.

But Fang Zhao didn’t understand what “being specially recommended” means?

If you don’t look at commercial value and only talk about artistic contributions, Fang Zhao will definitely not be as good as those artists in their forties or fifties who have been famous for many years. This is not something you can gain a foothold by just passing the exam.

This is equivalent to taking a special channel, or a line-up style, but these academic masters did not get disgusted by this. There must be enough reason for them to be unable to refute it.

The Galaxy Award focuses on contributions, not commercial purposes. Even if it is an excellent work, it is impossible to be nominated without sufficient quantity and accumulation of artistic achievements.

Contribution, special recommendation...

Fang Zhao's heart moved.

Four movements of "A Hundred Years of Destruction": Hull Virus!

The four movements of "The Destruction of the World" created by Fang Zhao that year opened the door to conquer the Hull virus. Now, four or five years have passed, with the more systematic treatment plan determined, the treatment effect is significant, and Mingye's recovery is also quite good. Although he has less words and his emotions expressed are not rich enough or strong enough, at least it seems that there is not much difference with ordinary people.

If he was nominated for the Star Award for "specially recommended" for this reason, then even if the Hull virus is not completely conquered, it will definitely not be far from being completely conquered.

Only in this way can we determine the value of the four movements of "A Hundred Years of Destruction of the World" be determined, and these masters of the academic sect are willing to allow this "special recommendation" of the line-breaking style!

For five years, the authoritative art institutions have been suppressing no big deal, so they were placed here!

From this point of view, it is indeed a major artistic contribution, but it is still a cross-border approach, which is enough for the judges to make an exception.

Fang Zhao was happy to figure out the key point, not because of the nomination for the Star Award, but because this disease that originated from the century had a solution. He did not expect such a contribution when he created it.

No matter what, it is a good thing.

Since the masters didn't plan to tell him now, Fang Zhao still pretended not to hear it.

After the first day of the course, when Fang Zhao returned to the dormitory, he saw Yan Biao and Zuo Yu squatting at the door waiting.

Fang summoned them to an artist bodyguard training class to let them know about the various situations and professional ways of dealing with the bodyguards in the entertainment industry, and how other people's bodyguards work.

Neither Yan Biao nor Zuo Yu had any objections to this, and they were very happy that Fang Zhao was willing to sign up for them to study, so he would definitely keep them for a long time.

Excited! It's great not to be quit!

The two were very active and promised Fang to come and report every few days. Today they came to report on their learning progress.

In the past, Zuo Yu and Yan Biao were too idle. In addition to Fang Zhao's own ability, they were also inexperienced. They were left with many things to them, and it was better to do it than Fang Zhao's own. Now, after taking classes for a few days in the training class, it is still effective. I realized many shortcomings, which are better than their self-study. I am worthy of being a professional bodyguard training class in Huangzhou, and I am worthy of the high tuition fees.

In order to prove that they were serious in class, the two also took notes and checked Fang Zhao together when reporting.

When Fang Zhao came back, Will next door also came back. Before entering the dormitory, he stared at Fang Zhao for a while, frowned.

After entering the dormitory, Yan Biao couldn't help but say, "Boss, your neighbor..." Are you sick?

Yan Biao didn't say the second half of the sentence. He thought that the man next door looked at Fang Zhao with a weird look, just like a voyeurism. But it was not good to say that a painter was sick based on guessing, so he stopped after only half of the sentence.

"I asked him, and he wanted to draw me, but he just couldn't draw it for the time being, so he had to observe it for a while." Fang Zhao had already known the reason for this matter from Will. In fact, he didn't quite understand why Will said that he couldn't draw him. However, the painter had the idea of ​​a painter, but he only watched it occasionally for a long time. Fang Zhao wouldn't have to worry about this little thing.

After reporting on the work and checking the notes, Yan Biao suddenly asked: "Boss, do you lack assistants? I have a comrade in Huangzhou after retiring. He is quite familiar with the entertainment industry. He is also lively and careful enough, and is very good at doing things."

Fang Zhao nodded after hearing this, "Tell me."

Yan Biao was delighted and explained the situation of the teammate.

"That teammate is named Nanfeng. Nanfeng, which is southeast, west and north wind. He used to be a member of the sentry at the 23 sentinel. He was still a sharpshooter. Unfortunately, his left eye was injured during an operation. At that time, Baijixing was still a poor place with limited medical conditions, which delayed treatment. Later, he retired and returned to his home star, received treatment in a military hospital, changed his false eye, and then he brought the retirement money given by the local government and the retirement fee given by the troops to Huangzhou to work hard."

Because he has never made great contributions and has not had enough military service, Nan Feng did not receive much retirement fees. He has worked as a bodyguard for others and has also been a supporting role in the crew. He is a little thin, but he is flexible and can talk to people around him for any job. He is smart enough and knows how to do things. Compared with most people, he has actually done well in recent years.

Last month, Nanfeng used the money he had saved over the years to exchange for himself with a high-level smart left eye. Now he is short of money again and is looking for a new job. Unexpectedly, he would meet Yan Biao on the street.

Listening to Yan Biao telling about Nanfeng, Fang Zhao had a general understanding: "I have no classes tomorrow afternoon. Please ask him if there is time there, and I will meet him."

"Yes, yes, yes! He is idle!" Yan Biao said quickly.

"Then you rented an apartment tomorrow at 3:00 p.m.."

"Ah?" Yan Biao was stunned, "There is no need for you to come here in person, boss, I'll bring him here."

"No, I'll go over and have a walk."

Since Fang Zhao had made a decision, Yan Biao didn't say much. After reporting on today's work, he informed Nanfeng.

"Thank you, Captain!" Nan Feng was particularly excited.

I met the former sentry captain on the street. I was quite sad to learn that Yan Biao was forced to retire during a terrorist attack. After all, Bai Jixing developed, but they retired due to injuries. But when they learned about Yan Biao's current work, Nan Feng almost knelt down.

He also wants to be such a high-paying salted fish!

However, he also understood that if he really didn't want to make progress and was willing to become a salted fish, he would not stay for a long time.

Nanfeng is confident, bringing tea and water, driving and cooking, walking dogs and feeding rabbits, handling interpersonal relationships, and being on call, he is really versatile.

Moreover, after hearing what Yan Biao said, he guessed that Fang Zhao should be a good match for, and as long as he does his job well, he will not be troubled.

"Don't thank me, I'll thank you when you pass the boss's qualifier. Come here early tomorrow, don't let the boss wait." Yan Biao said.

"No, I'll go there now!" Nan Feng was very excited. "I still have many questions to ask you about the captain. I also have to inquire about the boss's preferences, so that I can act better. Captain, my future depends on you!"

“…Okay, come on.”

When the south wind passed, I bought a lot of barbecue and some gourmet dishes, and brought a few cans of beer.

"Don't drink wine," Yan Biao said.

Zuo Yu also agreed: "If the boss comes tomorrow, it will be bad if he smells the wine."

Zuo Yu also gave some details to this person who might have become his colleague, and asked, "By the way, do you drink well?"

"Hey, don't worry about this! Don't look at me ashamed of being too tall, but I have a good alcohol tolerance. If I attend dinners in the future, I can help the boss stop the wine!" Nanfeng said with a smile.

"Your eyes are worthy of being a high-end product, and it looks no different from the original one." Zuo Yu looked at Nanfeng's new left eye curiously. The slight difference could be seen from close up, but it could not be seen from a distance.

"Of course, more than 10 million, I saved up for seven years to save enough." Nan Feng was very satisfied with his new eyes.

The development of technology in the new century has brought benefits to some disabled people, such as Yan Biao's legs and Nan Feng's eyes.

"Can you see through the perspective? The one on the opposite side of the partition wall?" Zuo Yu asked.

"How can this be done! There are limitations on civilian functions, and I didn't want to change that many functions. As long as it keeps my eyesight unaffected, it's enough."

"It's so expensive to sell with few functions?" Zuo Yu was surprised.

"There is no way, you get what you pay for. If you use it for a long time, it will affect here." Nanfeng pointed to his head, "There is a risk of becoming an idiot."

"Then your new eyeball has no other additional functions?" Yan Biao asked.

"Of course there is!" Nanfeng leaned closer, "Looking into my eyes!"

Then, the iris color of Nanfeng's left eye gradually changed from white to red, then gradually changed to yellow, green, blue, and purple, and then turned into a ghost-like pure black.

"Look, Wuji color tuning!"

Yan Biao: "..."

Zuo Yu opened his mouth and still felt that it was better to be silent. Yan Biao's team member was indeed very lively.

Nanfeng redirected his pure black eyes back to normal. Seeing Yan Biao sitting there expressionlessly, he patted his chest: "I must know more than you how to be an artist's assistant, please rest assured by this captain!"

"No, I just remind you that our boss is a bit different and cannot be viewed according to the standards of other celebrity artists in the entertainment industry." Yan Biao said.

"How different is it?" Nan Feng asked.

Yan Biao did not answer immediately, but asked: "Have you read the Yanzhou chapter of Genesis?"

"I just started watching yesterday, and I just saw the fifth season." Nanfeng is not from Yanzhou, and he hasn't watched Yanzhou before. This time, he was applying for Fang Zhao's assistant, so he made a temporary drama. He just watched the videos of Youfang Zhao. He could only use flattery at that time.

"Our boss's single combat power is actually no different from that in the drama." Yan Biao said.

Nan Feng looked at Zuo Yu with a look of "You're so funny" on his face, and then he looked at him as if he was verified.

Zuo Yu nodded seriously, then raised his hand and pointed at himself, pointed at Yan Biao, and finally pointed at Nan Feng, saying to him: "Believe it or not, if you have bare hands, the three of us will add up, and the boss can still beat us three out."

South Wind: Shivering.

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Chapter completed!