The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 42 - 41. Dark Series
Chapter 42: 41. Dark Series
Chapter 42: 41. Dark Series
Friday, evening.
After the last class, Tang Shu headed straight for the office building.
“Lecturer Chen, I’m here to request leave.”
“Requesting leave again?”
Lecturer Chen had become somewhat familiar with Tang Shu’s face.
She had taught the freshmen two specialty classes each week, and they all left a deep impression on her.
She had intended to suppress Tang Shu a bit, but she hadn’t expected this student’s foundation to be solid, responding fluently to whatever question she posed.
But that didn’t mean she could take leave at will, treating the school as if she could come and go as she pleased.
She liked good students.
But she did not like students who were blindly arrogant.
In the eyes of this instructor, the difference between Tang Shu and Meng Yunyun was that the former acted wilfully because she had some knowledge, while the latter was a genuinely obedient and studious student.
“No, you’re a freshman, and you have already taken a week’s leave since school started, there’s no next time.”
Tang Shu spoke with sincerity, her expressions serious.
“Lecturer Chen, this time I am requesting two days’ leave.”
She would fly to Yun Province early the next morning; four days would be sufficient to process those Exquisite Plant specimens in the ancient village.
Lecturer Chen was choked by her retort and too angry to speak.
Was she emphasizing the difference between two days and a week?
Obviously, the point was that she took leaves too frequently!
“Tang Shu, you are still a freshman, do not act recklessly just because you had good entrance exam scores. Chinese Medicine emphasizes accumulation, and you are being irresponsible to your future!”
Upon hearing this, Tang Shu caught the key point, with a flash of realization in her eyes.
“Lecturer Chen, I promise that in one month’s time, during the final exam, I will live up to my entrance scores, please agree to my request.”
The other party slapped a textbook down on the desk, leaned back in her chair, and created some distance between them.
“You think you can score first?”
She admitted Tang Shu had a solid foundation, but that didn’t mean she could clinch the first place in exams.
You see, every exam at the Medical University involved practical lessons.
The Four Diagnose Skills that Chinese Medicine emphasizes would be tested, and that wasn’t merely book knowledge but genuine experience accumulation.
“I remember you’re also an artiste, the last leave was for shooting a program, wasn’t it?”
“Yes.”
“This is not a place for you to gild yourself. If you do not have a solid and studious heart, even if you graduate, you will struggle to make any progress in the world of Chinese Medicine.”
She wanted to squash Tang Shu’s hopes from the start.
It was fine if she wanted to be an artiste, but she should not waste time in her class.
If Tang Shu would give up the path to stardom, with her intelligence, she might well become the next Meng Yunyun.
The instructor’s words were harsh, and her tone was far from polite.
But to Tang Shu’s ears, they betrayed the great sense of responsibility the teacher felt.
It’s just that… her thinking was somewhat outdated.
Even more so than her grandfather from Damo.
If only Tang Shu’s temper were better, she wouldn’t mind showing some consideration for the hardships of being a teacher.
“The teacher is worried about my grades. In that case, let’s decide based on the exam results. If I don’t do well in the next exam, I won’t ask you for leave afterward.”
“Really?”
How could an artiste not take leave for filming?
She was aware of the curriculum for the Chinese Medicine department; at least before senior year, there wouldn’t be much free time.
Seeing Lecturer Chen’s interest, Tang Shu said, “Really.”
Faced with such a stubborn person, the only way to convince her was with strength.
“Alright then, I’ll approve your leave this time, and I’ll wait for your midterm exam in a month.”
The instructor made her decision on the spot; whether Tang Shu would pass was still up to her.
If the results were unsatisfactory, she would certainly correct Tang Shu’s misguided ways.
“Thank you, Lecturer Chen.”
Achieving her goal, Tang Shu smiled.
***
As she walked out of the gates of Medical University, she saw Sister Luo’s Volkswagen.
“Let’s head to the photo studio first and aim to get the photo shoot done tonight,” she said.
As Tang Shu got into the car, Sister Luo made her purpose clear and casually tossed a photo album onto the back seat.
“Take a look and see what style suits you. I’ll discuss it with the company photographer later.”
“Okay, thanks for the trouble, Sister Luo.”
Tang Shu put down her backpack and started to focus on the photo album.
Her Weibo followers had already broken through the 1.5 million mark, and today was the day to shoot and upload the photo shoot.
It was said to be a perk for her fans.
Tang Shu didn’t know much about this aspect.
But since Sister Luo said it was necessary, she casually agreed.
With that thought, she opened her Weibo page “Give and Take” and found that ever since she last posted an analysis on the medicinal effects of Purple Ginseng, the comment section had exploded.
Looking at the number of followers displayed on her Weibo homepage, Tang Shu was startled.
Unknown to her, the followers had surged from seventy thousand and were now fast approaching one hundred and fifty thousand.
This pace… wasn’t it a bit fast?
She pursed her lips, her delicate eyes lifting and narrowing as her gaze followed her slender, fair fingers to the screen.
After scrolling for a while, she finally found the reason.
Two days ago, her Weibo had been mentioned by an Old Mr. Qin, who seemed to be quite knowledgeable about pharmacology, and his followers had flocked to her page directly.
[Qin Xian: This young friend’s insights into Purple Ginseng are quite unique, especially the two prescriptions pointed out. I have already put them into practice, and the results are superior to the pharmacological combinations, immensely beneficial. @Give and Take: Purple Ginseng…]
Below this post, fans were shocked and there was also much praise.
[I’ve been following this blogger for a long time, and every time there’s great insight into the medicinal herbs. I didn’t expect to gain such respect from Master Qin this time.]
[This is what you call influence!]
[Blogger come out, Master Qin praised you! Aren’t you surprised, don’t you find it unexpected?!]
[Mom, the little blogger I follow got mentioned by a big shot!]
[From Master Qin’s side, I’ve skimmed through all previous posts of the blogger. As a medical student, I must say it’s very professional. I’m a fan now.]
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[As a fellow medical student, this science popularization is quite interesting, even including prescriptions. It feels more helpful than what the teachers say, become a fan!]
[Same here, became a fan!]
…
So it was the prescriptions that did it.
Tang Shu raised her eyes, looking through the car window at the high-rise buildings outside.
Those prescriptions were not from the Tang Sect but her own experience, something she had worked out by hand.
She hadn’t expected them to be so important in this era.
She thought that it might be a good idea to share some knowledge, as a way to cultivate good karma.
“Sister Luo, do we need to do some activities to reward the fans when the number of followers reaches a certain level?”
“Yeah, it’s also a good way to attract followers. It not only retains the original fans but also gets new people involved.”
“I see.”
Tang Shu lowered her head and with dexterous fingers, typed for a moment and sent out a Weibo post.
[Give and Take: To celebrate surpassing the 100,000 followers milestone, I will randomly select ten followers under this post to receive gifts. Hope you’ll participate.]
After sending out the Weibo post, she found the WeChat she added a few days ago and sent a message.
[Tang Shu]: “Store owner, is the porcelain vase I sent last time finished firing?”
[Ceramic Shop]: “It’s already fired, the processing fee is 243 yuan. You can leave your address, and we can arrange for someone to provide home service.”
After pondering for a while, Tang Shu sent the address of Donghu Community.
At this moment, Sister Luo had already driven the car into the underground parking garage.
“We’re here.”
She handed over the photo album, “Choose this style.”
Sister Luo took it without hesitation, her gaze sweeping over the pages to the model’s style, very surprised.
“Dark series?”
“Yeah, didn’t you say I needed to change my style?”
Previously, due to her role as Lin Yiyi, she had mostly worn ladylike dresses, unable to escape the color schemes of pink and white.
Sister Luo contemplated for a moment and then readily agreed.
“Then let’s go with the dark series, and since you’ll be playing Director Xie’s female assassin in the next film, getting a head start on it isn’t a bad idea.”
