Chapter 2: Getting Started Through Deception
Chapter 2: Getting Started Through Deception
As the saying goes, clothes make the man and a saddle makes the horse.
He had been in this world for a while, and looking at the original owner in the mirror with messy long hair like F4 and an incredibly tacky style, he was already dissatisfied.
So, in addition to participating in film association activities and trying to impress younger students, Zhang Jun also went to a barbershop to get a makeover and a refreshing new look.
The barber shop owner was quite satisfied with the haircut he received based on Zhang Jun's instructions.
"Young man, did you come up with this hairstyle yourself?" the boss asked.
"Um!"
Zhang Jun looked at his face in the mirror, which resembled Vic Zhou from F4, and nodded with satisfaction.
No wonder she grew her hair long like F4 before; she really has a good physique.
Needless to say, he's handsome, 1.8 meters tall, and has long legs. If he were next door, he'd be called a "long-legged oppa".
Upon hearing Zhang Jun's admission, the shop owner immediately pressed, "Did you study hairdressing before? Would you like to work as a hairdresser in my shop? It's okay if you haven't studied it before, I can teach you."
The boss is quite shrewd. Just by posing with Zhang Jun like that, he's a natural attraction, even if he doesn't do anything. Young women and housewives passing by would glance at him, and before they knew it, they were inside.
However, Zhang Jun had no interest: "I'm from Tsinghua University."
The shop owner was taken aback, but not embarrassed: "Then, can I give this haircut to someone else?"
"Can!"
"Okay, thank you, young man. I won't charge you this time, but I'll give you a discount next time."
The boss was all smiles, displaying a shrewd, mercenary nature.
Zhang Jun didn't care; it was just a hairstyle. To fuss over such a small thing would be beneath him.
After getting his haircut, he bought several new outfits and completely transformed himself.
When Zhang Jun re-entered the Tsinghua University campus with his new look, he attracted a lot of attention.
Students these days aren't as open-minded as they are now, otherwise female students would already be asking for my contact information.
When Zhang Jun returned to the dormitory, Ma Qiang was preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination.
Upon seeing Zhang Jun's new look, Ma Qiang was startled: "Holy crap, Jun-ge, what are you doing?"
"That's it!"
Zhang Jun spun around, showing off: "How about it? I'm sure this look will charm a few female students, right?"
"Not only that! You can charm all the female students from Peking University next door."
Ma Qiang stroked his chin and said, "You know what, you could definitely be an idol. How come I never noticed before that you look a bit like Vic Zhou!"
The concept of idol stars already existed at this time, and Taiwanese idol dramas were extremely popular, creating a large number of idol stars.
The original F4 became a sensation throughout Asia a few years ago.
Zhang Jun refused, saying, "I'm destined to be a great director; idolizing someone is not my goal!"
"Yeah?"
Ma Qiang remained noncommittal: "So, what kind of film are you planning to make, you big-name director?"
You'll find out then.
Zhang Jun picked up the manuscript from his desk: "I'm leaving..."
Where are you going?
"Go and fool people!"
Ma Qiang shook his head speechlessly and continued to focus on his postgraduate entrance examination.
Besides the long-established traditional clubs, the clubs established on Tsinghua University campus in recent years are all called associations, such as the Film Association, Dance Association, and Photography Association.
The Tsinghua University Film Association was founded in 1992 with the aim of promoting excellent films, improving students' film appreciation skills, and enhancing their humanistic qualities.
The film association is very popular on campus, frequently organizes events, and can even invite people from the film industry to give lectures.
Earlier last year, director Chen Gezi, who made "Farewell My Concubine," held a lecture here, which was attended by thousands of students.
In addition, the film association holds regular screenings and discussions once a week, various themed film months and film weeks, and occasional film appreciation events.
As the first female president of the Film Association after its establishment, Ye Xiaoyi is very troubled at this moment.
In order to increase students' enthusiasm for participating in the film festival, the organizing committee of this year's Beijing College Student Film Festival has specially launched a short film competition for college students.
Tsinghua University, as a major participant, naturally had to submit a competition entry. This task was assigned to the Film Association, which also allocated a special budget of 20,000 yuan.
In order to produce a high-quality film, Ye Xiaoyi launched a fundraising campaign and also managed to swindle some money from her wealthy father who was in the real estate business. She raised 30,000 yuan, bringing the total to 50,000 yuan as funding for the production of the short film.
As the first female president of the Film Association, Ye Xiaoyi naturally wanted to achieve better results than her predecessors, and therefore attached great importance to short films.
But after a week of discussions, she was not satisfied with any of the proposed plans or scripts.
Just as Ye Xiaoyi was feeling troubled, the senior student showed up again. Ye Xiaoyi really disliked senior students who didn't focus on their studies.
However, the freshmen and sophomores in the club were very welcoming of his arrival, because this senior knew a lot about movies and often treated them to drinks.
"Jun-ge, you're here again?"
"Senior!"
Zhang Jun walked into the film association's activity room and nodded. With the help of drinks, the young college students were still quite easy to fool.
"Where were we talking about yesterday?"
"We talked about composition and aesthetics."
A freshman girl with acne and freckles, wearing old-fashioned glasses, looked at Zhang Jun with teary eyes.
To be honest, among all the incredibly unfashionable young men in 2004, Zhang Jun, with his tall stature, long legs, and a style that surpassed the current mainstream aesthetic, was indeed very attractive to female students.
Even female students from Tsinghua University are not immune to this; they too have emotions and desires, and they also like handsome men.
"Alright, let's continue our conversation from yesterday."
Zhang Jun distributed the soda and ice cream he had brought to everyone present, and then continued to deliver his insightful remarks from yesterday.
However, before he could even get started, he was interrupted by a junior student.
"Um, Jun-ge, we can't talk today, the president is having a meeting with us." A junior student said somewhat embarrassedly.
"What's wrong? Did you run into some trouble?" Zhang Jun pretended not to know and asked.
In fact, he had already found out that the Film Association had a short film assignment this year, which was exactly the opportunity he wanted to seize.
But he couldn't take the initiative to fight for this opportunity; he had to have the people from the film association beg him.
The difference is significant; it's a matter of initiative.
Zhang Jun wasn't even embarrassed to play mind games with a group of college students who hadn't even left campus.
Although they are students at Tsinghua University, these bookworms are adorably naive. Only the student council president, Ye Xiaoyi, is very clever and not easily fooled.
Therefore, Zhang Jun had to put in a lot more effort.
Looking at Ye Xiaoyi, who was fretting not far away, the junior quietly said to Zhang Jun, "It's that short film assignment we've been working on lately! We've had several meetings and discussed several plans. The literary society has written more than a dozen scripts."
But Senior Ye wasn't satisfied and demanded we come up with a new plan. Everyone's racking their brains here!
good chance!
A glint flashed in Zhang Jun's eyes. He was quite a good actor, and he feigned regret, saying, "What a pity. You guys go ahead with your work, I'll come back to talk to you next time."
After saying that, Zhang Jun picked up the steamed buns on the table, but accidentally dropped a printed document, which was then seen by his junior.
then……
"The Tuner? What's that?"
Zhang Jun swiftly snatched the document, casually explaining, "It's nothing, just a script for a short film."
You guys chat, you guys chat!
Zhang Jun stuffed the script into his bag and was about to leave when his junior stopped him after he mentally counted down three seconds.
"Jun-ge, don't rush off, let us see your short film script!"
The term "short film script" instantly drew the attention of everyone in the event room.
President Ye Xiaoyi, Vice President Zhao Liangchen who followed Ye Xiaoyi to join the Film Association but actually only had a superficial understanding of film, and other club members—all eyes were on Zhang Jun.
"A short film script? What script?"
These past few days, everyone has been driven a bit crazy by this script; even hearing about it triggers a reaction.
Ye Xiaoyi reacted the fastest, rushing to Zhang Jun in one stride: "Senior, um... could I take a look at the script?"
Zhao Liangchen followed closely behind, and seeing that Ye Xiaoyi was acting rashly in her desperation, he advised, "Xiaoyi, forget it, the fifteenth draft of the script for the literary society is almost finished."
Ye Xiaoyi ignored her and continued looking at Zhang Jun: "Don't worry, I'll just take a look and then return it to you."
The opportunity had arrived, and Zhang Jun was secretly delighted, but on the surface he put on a troubled look.
"Junior Sister Ye, it's not that I want to show it to you, it's just that I've already discussed and finalized the script with people, and the investors have already contacted me..."
Whether a lie works or not depends on where it is used.
Zhao Liangchen, standing nearby, didn't believe that there was any investor named Zhang Jun. If Zhang Jun really existed, he wouldn't be hanging around the Film Association every day.
At first, he thought this guy was there to pursue Ye Xiaoyi, and he was worried about him for several days, but later he realized he was overthinking it.
But Ye Xiaoyi was different; eager to make a name for herself, she didn't even consider whether Zhang Jun's words were true.
Upon hearing that there were investors who were optimistic about the business, they became even more enthusiastic.
"Hey senior, I know it's not good to show the script to outsiders beforehand. But we happen to need a copy. Could you let me take a look first, and if it's suitable, I'll pay for it?"
I promise I'll watch it alone and won't let anyone else see it!
Wow! There's an unexpected bonus!
Zhang Jun pretended to be reluctant: "Okay, okay, you're the only one allowed to see it, remember to keep it a secret."
By making yourself appear important, you can attract the other person's attention.
Ye Xiaoyi solemnly took the not-too-thick script from Zhang Jun's hand. The three big characters on the cover, "The Tuner," were particularly eye-catching.
Zhao Liangchen advised, "Xiaoyi, don't be fooled. He might be lying to you. How could he possibly have investors contacting him?"
Several clear-headed club members advised, "That's right, president, let's wait until our script is finished!"
The literary society said it would be soon, so don't fall for their tricks.
But Ye Xiaoyi couldn't care less about that at the moment: "Don't say anything yet, I'll go check over there..."
After saying that, Ye Xiaoyi took the script to a corner to read it, and she became completely engrossed in it.
Zhao Liangchen looked at Zhang Jun, who was bragging to his juniors again, and then at Ye Xiaoyi, who was engrossed in the script, and thought to himself, "Just as I thought."
This person's intentions are impure; he's here to steal Ye Xiaoyi from him.
Before long, Ye Xiaoyi had flipped through the short script, which was only a dozen pages long, several times. The more she read it, the more she liked it, and the more surprised she became, because the script was fantastic.
This is what a script should be, this is what a story should be...
Just then, Zhang Jun's voice came from beside me: "Junior Sister Ye, have you finished reading my script?"
Ye Xiaoyi closed the script, but did not return it to Zhang Jun.
"Senior, could you sell this script to our club?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Liangchen was stunned, as were the other club members. Only the junior students, who had been completely fooled by Zhang Jun, thought it was perfectly reasonable.
"Xiao Yi, this..."
Ye Xiaoyi waved her hand to interrupt Zhao Liangchen and said to Zhang Jun, "Sell it to us for three thousand... no, five thousand... five thousand."
It was a bit cheap, but it was an unexpected bonus, and Zhang Jun achieved his goal.
Zhang Jun smiled slightly: "Okay, but I have one condition."
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