News of Fang Zhao participating in HuangArt's Twelve Tones exam spread quickly online.
For many people who heard the name HuangArt's Twelve Tones for the first time, it was a novelty.
"What's HuangArt's Twelve Tones? It sounds similar to our Qi'an No. 12 Middle School. "
"Hahaha, I even have No. 12 Middle School next to me!"
Every city had a few elementary and middle schools named after numbers. XX City XX Middle School/Elementary School, these kinds of names were too common. So, when HuangArt's Twelve Tones appeared, at first glance, there really wasn't anything special about it. But what did "Tone" mean? Why was it called Twelve Tones?
Searching again, they were immediately filled with deep veneration.
"I'm kneeling! It's too pretentious. I can only look up to it! "
"The certificate you receive after graduating from this class must be so dazzling, right?"
"My mentor's mentor graduated from there. He was a super awesome person! I heard that all the people who graduated from there are big names in the industry! "
"People who aren't art majors might not understand this advanced course. HuangArt's Twelve Tones is still relatively independent of HuangArt. Just based on academic standards, the teachers of HuangArt's Twelve Tones advanced course are miles ahead of the other teachers of HuangArt and HuangArt!"
"Right! I heard that most of the instructors in that class have won World Awards. Those who don't like academics can check out the movie and singer stars who have won World Awards. "
The World Award was the highest award in the arts. Movie or singer stars who won this award were true heavenly kings and queens. They were recognized by the entire world, not the kind that many small groups of people had self-proclaimed.
"Ahem, our teacher tried for this class for 10 years but didn't get in. In the end, he obediently took the path of a master's degree. He said that this kind of mission of reaching the heavens in one step is too difficult. Only geniuses among geniuses can complete it."
"If you want to get into this class, you need at least two years to prepare. Because the preparation period is too long and the exam is too difficult, only 12 people are admitted in the end. So there aren't many people who apply, only a little over 100,000 every year. And how long has Fang Zhao been preparing? He's been filming for the past year! "
"A little over 100,000 people apply! And 'only'? How is this a small number?! "
"The one above, isn't the main point that Fang Zhao's preparation period isn't enough?"
"I admit that Fang Zhao is very talented, but if you say he can get into HuangArt's Twelve Tones now, then you're just blindly boasting. Fans sometimes have to calm down and chase stars rationally. Don't blindly flatter them. There's a saying called 'flattery to death'. Don't flatter them to death. "
"It's not that I'm looking down on Fang Zhao, but HuangArt's Twelve Tones advanced course isn't something you can pass just by composing a few tunes, acting in a TV series, or memorizing textbook content. Accumulation and talent are equally important. "
This matter was a hot topic online. There were even people who started betting on which round Fang Zhao would make it to.
Originally, this matter would not have caused such a huge commotion, but someone had deliberately blown it up, and Silver Wing could only try its best to control it.
Fang Zhao had stood in the way of too many people. As long as there was a chance, there would always be people who would want to get rid of Fang Zhao.
The public opinion online would affect Fang Zhao's mood when he was preparing for his exams. With so many people paying attention to him, there would naturally be more pressure. For some people who were too sensitive, this kind of pressure could be fatal.
It would be fine if Fang Zhao passed this round. If he didn't, Fang Zhao would face even more mockery and doubt. Even if Fang Zhao had produced excellent works in the past, this was how the industry was. When you were doing well, you wouldn't be provoked. But when you were discovered to have made a mistake, you would be trampled on.
Now that the first round of the preliminary examination was over, many people were waiting for the results to be released to decide their next course of action.
Fang Zhao knew about the discussions online, but this bit of pressure was nothing to him. If he couldn't handle this bit of pressure, how could he have survived the Period of Destruction?
Fang Zhao had just returned home when he received a call from Xue Jing.
Xue Jing was very worried.
"Don't pay attention to the discussions outside. Concentrate on your revision. The results of the first round will be out at 8 p.m. Based on your standard, I believe that passing the first round won't be a problem. If you pass, you will receive an admission ticket for the second round. Whether you pass or not, be more open-minded. "
"Thank you, I understand."
Fang Zhao ended the call with Xue Jing and replied to a few messages from friends and relatives who were concerned about him. Then he got to work on the contents of the second round.
In contrast to Fang Zhao's calmness, Xue Jing was even more restless. Although Xue Jing was comforting Fang Zhao, he was actually so nervous that he didn't even have the mood to eat dinner. He just sat there waiting for news.
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Great-Grandfather Fang was so angry that he even broke his walking stick.
"Bad intentions! All bad intentions!! "
Great-Grandfather Fang wanted to speak to Fang Zhao, but he was worried that he would say the wrong thing and give Fang Zhao even more pressure. All he could do was sulk at home.
Great-Grandmother Fang sighed but still consoled him. "Silver Wing should be able to handle it."
"Handle my ass! Those commercial companies, counting on them? The dishes are getting cold! "
"It's still effective." Great-Grandmother Fang browsed through the discussions online and selected a portion for Great-Grandfather Fang to see. "It can be seen that Silver Wing's people are making a move and guiding it in a positive direction."
"What's the use? It will still blow up! How much pressure will Little Zhao be under? Why is it so difficult to let Little Zhao take the exam in peace? "Great-Grandfather Fang's heart ached.
Great-Grandmother Fang sighed. "Fame means that you have to bear more pressure than others in everything you do."
Great-Grandfather Fang thought it over and over, but he still wasn't at ease, so he gave Fang Zhao a video call.
When the call went through, Fang Zhao was in his study. There were some books on his desk, and he could see some electronic documents displayed on the electronic screen beside him.
Great-Grandfather Fang stammered. "Re... revision."
"Mmhm, preparing for the second round. Whether or not he passes the first round, it's always good to prepare."
"Right! Maintain your composure. Don't care what others say. Just do your best! You still have to take care of your rest and don't forget to eat... "
After exhorting Fang Zhao, Great-Grandfather Fang didn't disturb Fang Zhao's exam preparations. After the call ended, he continued to sulk. He hadn't seen it clearly during the video call, but according to Great-Grandfather Fang's own imagination, he felt that Little Zhao must have slimmed down again! He has to prepare for the exam and is under so much pressure. I wonder if he will eat on time.
Great-Grandfather Fang anxiously waited until 8 PM. He anxiously poked the ground with his short walking stick as he waited for news.
At 8 PM, Fang Zhao received a new email notification. It was a notification that he had passed the first round and his admission ticket for the second round.
Just as Xue Jing had said, the first round wasn't too difficult for him. As long as he didn't get sloppy and got the points he needed, it wouldn't be too much of a problem for him to stand out from more than 100,000 people.
After informing Xue Jing, Yanbei's two elders, and the people from Silver Wing, Fang Zhao continued with his exam preparations.
In other people's eyes, he hadn't had much time to prepare, but in fact, ever since his rebirth, he hadn't slacked off on absorbing new knowledge and content from the New Era, including during filming. He had been able to read Ming Cang's notes so quickly and finish Xue Jing's exam papers so quickly. It wasn't just a result of reading on the spot.
Xue Jing had pointed out the general questions and points to take note of for the second round. Over the next two days, Fang Zhao didn't go out and didn't pay attention to anything else online.
The battle of opinions online was left to Silver Wing's professional team to handle. All he had to do was focus on his exam preparations.
There were only two days to prepare for the second round. The exam venue was relocated to another high school.
When he went to the exam venue, Fang Zhao kept a low profile. The school's surroundings were rather deserted, but by the time Fang Zhao finished his exam and came out, news of his exam had already leaked. There were still many entertainment reporters camping outside the school, but Fang Zhao was determined to avoid them. The entertainment reporters camping didn't manage to get a photo of Fang Zhao, so they could only buy a portion of the school's surveillance footage.
The school's surveillance footage was also strictly controlled. The amount of footage that could be bought was limited, but it was better than nothing. For entertainment reporters, a single shot was enough to make up several stories.
Less than 20,000 people had passed the first round of HuangArt's Twelve Tones' preliminary exam. After the second round, only 5,000 remained.
Many people hoped that Fang Zhao would have an accident during the exam, or that he wouldn't be able to handle the pressure, or that he wouldn't be able to perform well. However, amidst everyone's expectations, Fang Zhao steadily passed the second round.
After passing the second round, Silver Wing's side was full of confidence. They didn't have high hopes for Fang Zhao. Passing the second round was enough. If he could pass the third round, even better, but if he couldn't, it didn't matter. At Fang Zhao's age, passing two rounds of the preliminary exam was already very rare.
Only 1,000 people would remain after the third round. Many of those taking the third round were Yanzhou's famous artists, and most of them were in their sixties or seventies. Those under 30 could be counted on one hand.
The day before the third round, Great-Grandfather Fang sent Fang Zhao a package. He said the two elders had specially gone to the Cemetery of Martyrs to ask for it.
The two elders secretly made a trip to Qi'an City, but they didn't disturb Fang Zhao. They only went to the Cemetery of Martyrs, got what they wanted, and left. Before they left, they sent Fang Zhao a package.
"Your great-grandmother and I sincerely asked for it. I heard it's very effective. Wear it during the third round. I asked, and you can bring it into the exam venue. You must remember! "Great-Grandfather Fang said in a voice message to Fang Zhao.
Fang Zhao opened the package. It was a pendant similar to an Old Era amulet.
Curious, Fang Zhao took out the small pendant. It was a folded piece of paper with a drawing inside.
He carefully unfolded the folded amulet. On it was a drawing of a person — Fang Zhao, the first commander of the Fifth Army during the Period of Destruction.
Fang Zhao: "..."
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