There was a difference between apprentice-type students and regular students.
In Carter's lifetime, he had taught countless students, but up until now, apart from the masters and doctorates under him, there had only been about 10 people who could be considered apprentices.
The academic circle was very particular about inheritance.
Carter hadn't accepted any apprentices in a few years. HuangArt had no shortage of geniuses. Every year, when he saw the students in the advanced course, his heart itched. However, the older he got, the more cautious he became when he accepted apprentices. He was worried that the reputation and reputation he had accumulated over the years would be destroyed in a day. This had happened a few times in the circle. When you accepted apprentices when you were young, you looked at talent. When you got older, not only did you look at talent, but you also looked at character. You were also more conservative. Your apprentice's talent could not be top-notch, but his character had to be good.
When dealing with regular students, all he had to do was give lectures and dispel their doubts and impart professional knowledge and skills. Anything more than that was a tight squeeze. Resources were limited. The connections he had accumulated, the concepts and insights he had honed over time would all be passed on to his apprentices. If his apprentices did well, the halo on his head would shine even brighter.
Now, Carter had his eye on Fang Zhao.
Actually, back when Fang Zhao had been admitted to the advanced course, Carter had been tempted. It wasn't just him. The other old professors had the same thought, but everyone had the same idea. They wanted to observe Fang Zhao a little more and test his temperament. Too many young geniuses had perished under the impact of time and worldly affairs. Furthermore, Fang Zhao was involved in the business circle. This made the old professors even more cautious.
Now that he had received Fang Zhao's thesis and work, Carter felt that he couldn't wait any longer. If he waited any longer, he was afraid that he would miss this opportunity and someone else would beat him to it.
He had already asked around. Fang Zhao had not entered the tutelage of any old professor. That old man Xue Jing was good academically, but his style was different from Fang Zhao's. Even if Xue Jing wanted to teach him, he couldn't. He had even needed Fang Zhao's help when writing "New Voices in Symphonic Composition." So now, Carter's only concern was Mo Lang.
Mo Lang was his teacher. His status and talent were top-notch. Carter could also see that the old master had long had such intentions. It was just that back then, he had announced that he would no longer accept apprentices. Now that he was conflicted, he had to persuade Mo Lang.
It had to be said that Carter really understood Mo Lang.
When Mo Lang received Carter's call, he had mixed feelings.
In the beginning, Mo Lang had the mentality of "I can't accept disciples, so don't even think about accepting them". Whoever had such thoughts, he would beat them down.
Now, after being persuaded by Carter, Mo Lang changed his mind. It would be a pity to let go of such a good seedling! He couldn't accept this!
Accepting one's own disciple was better than being pulled over by someone else!
No matter what, Carter was still his disciple. He couldn't accept another disciple because of what he said in the past, but Carter could! Let Carter collect it for her and then personally teach her. This method is also fine! Outflanking tactics!
Mo Lang kept a straight face as he talked to Carter, but deep down, he was secretly pleased with himself. As expected, the older I get, the smarter I get!
On the other end of the video call, Carter listened respectfully, but he had already guessed Mo Lang's thoughts.
"I'll tell him later. Also, Carter, didn't you take on a new project? Bring him along when the time comes. Also, Fang Zhao is still young. Get those students under you to help out this junior, "Mo Lang exhorted.
When Mo Lang referred to Carter's "students," he was referring to Carter's own disciples.
"Yes, don't worry. Let Fang Zhao know about this first. I'll give him a call later, and this matter will be settled. As for my students, I'll definitely get them to help out. Isn't Fang Zhao attending the Corale Film Festival now? It's his first time attending such an event, and I'm worried that his management company isn't up to par. It just so happens that a few of my students and friends are attending as well. I'll get them to take care of him. "
Mo Lang was satisfied and didn't continue chatting with Carter. He called Fang Zhao right after the call ended.
Fang Zhao was a little surprised when he received Mo Lang's call. The old master wasn't attending the film festival. Why would he contact him now?
"Teacher Mo, what's up?" Because Mo Lang also taught advanced studies, they usually addressed Mo Lang as "Teacher Mo."
Mo Lang was also addressed as "Teacher Mo," but this time, Fang Zhao addressed him as "teacher" especially pleasantly.
"Fang Zhao, have you thought of a teacher to further your studies?" Although Mo Lang's tone was still harsh, it was at least five degrees calmer than when he spoke to Carter.
Fang Zhao's eyebrows twitched. "I've thought about it, but I haven't decided on a teacher yet."
"Cough, let me recommend you one." Mo Lang paused. "I'm getting on in years, and my energy is limited. I've already announced that I won't be accepting any more disciples. But my first disciple, Drucus Carter, is your composition and arrangement teacher. He's passable. If you run into any problems in the future, you can ask me if he can't explain properly."
If outsiders found out that the head of HuangArt's composition department, a professor, a doctoral supervisor, and a teacher of the Twelve Tones advanced studies class had been judged "passable" by Mo Lang, who knew what they would think.
Of course, Fang Zhao understood what Mo Lang meant. Mo Lang wanted to take on a disciple himself, but because of what he'd said all those years ago, he could only get Carter to do it on his behalf. At the same time, Carter was also willing to take on a disciple.
"If Teacher Mo and Teacher Carter both agree, of course I'm willing to study under the two of you!"
Fang Zhao's words were filled with excitement. This put Mo Lang in a very good mood. His normally stoic face lit up as he rocked back and forth in his rocking chair. See, I've already said that with Mo Lang's help, Fang Zhao wouldn't be able to refuse. If it was just Carter on his own, how long would he have to wait to recruit this talent? Carter was really regressing the more he mixed in!
Carter didn't know how Mo Lang was mocking him in his heart. After waiting for Mo Lang's notification, he also gave Fang Zhao a call. This matter was settled. In the future, if any old fart from the academy contacted Fang Zhao in private, Fang Zhao wouldn't agree.
After ending the call with Carter, Fang Zhao's excitement faded.
He was really happy, but he definitely wasn't as excited as he had been during the call. After all, people who had experienced the Period of Destruction had a different frame of mind.
Even though he had won a Galaxy Supernova Award, even though he had made a name for himself, Fang Zhao knew that his qualifications were limited. There were many projects that he couldn't come into contact with. Only by following these great teachers would he be able to come into contact with even more major projects and gain even more experience.
During the advanced studies, it wasn't just the teachers who were observing the students. The students were also observing the teachers. People with family backgrounds definitely had their own ways, but people like Fang Zhao, who basically had no artistic background, had to rely on their own abilities to attract great teachers. Fang Zhao had originally intended to start with Carter, so he had been very proactive in publishing theses. Many times, opportunities were created by oneself.
Now, an opportunity had come.
Walking over to the window, Fang Zhao looked out of the hotel.
It had only been a few days, but the number of movie fans arriving at Corale had increased exponentially. Fans could be seen everywhere wearing clothes with the names or images of big stars from every continent. The atmosphere on the island was heating up. If not for Corale's restrictions on the number of visitors and the special regulations during the film festival, this group of movie fans would probably have rushed over long ago.
Every year during the film festival, in order to maintain the normal lives of the island's residents, a special road was opened for the island's residents. The number of license plates allowed on the road was strictly controlled, and each family might only have one license plate. Other roads were also classified. Air travel was prohibited. Only ambulances, police cars, fire trucks, and other special vehicles were allowed to fly. For other private cars, unless there was an emergency, the driver would be fined a year's salary for flying.
Fortunately, Nanfeng had done his homework in advance. Even if he hadn't experienced it, he could find out through various channels. He was well prepared, and the events that Fang Zhao would be attending had already been arranged.
Over at HuangArt.
Carter was in a good mood after taking in a new disciple. He remembered that Mo Lang had asked him to find someone to take care of Fang Zhao, so he sent a message to a few of his students. They had mentioned a few days ago that they would be attending a film festival event. He wanted them to take care of his junior.
But before he could send the message, Carter received a call from one of his students.
"Teacher, we just arrived at the Corale airport. There's an important movie premiere in an hour. We can't get a car right now. Do you know anyone here who can make arrangements?"
In the corner of a cafe at the Corale airport, a slightly plump middle-aged man wiped the sweat off his forehead and looked out the French windows at the road not far away.
"Fans of a certain Jinzhou award-winning actor and a certain Jizhou award-winning actor's fans got into a fight. It's caused a traffic jam up ahead. Even police cars have been dispatched. I heard that it'll be another five minutes before traffic starts. This is crazy! It seems like the fans' original plans were disrupted by the incident just now. Some of them have changed routes. We can't compete with them for taxis, and we can't rent a car either. The hotel is also out of cars. I can't get anyone to help … "
Five minutes wasn't a long time, but it was precisely because of these five minutes that it was even more difficult to get a car. When they left the airport, there were still five empty cars nearby, but in the blink of an eye, they were gone. They had to queue up, and when they looked at the number of people in line, they felt dizzy.
They didn't understand the entertainment industry, so naturally, they weren't familiar with these two award-winning actors. At most, they had heard of their names and found their photos familiar. They had never imagined that there would be a day when these two's fans would stop them here!
Carter's good mood was completely ruined. "Didn't you go to the Corale Film Festival? Don't you know that you have to arrive early?! "
The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead again. "In the past, when I came early, I didn't encounter such a situation, so I didn't feel it deeply. This time, because of a last-minute meeting, it was postponed for two days. I didn't expect such a big change in just two days!" He regretted it now. If he had known earlier, he would have postponed the meeting. It wasn't a particularly important meeting anyway. The main problem was that he hadn't taken the situation in Corale seriously and had underestimated the fanaticism of the film fans.
Carter took a deep breath and said in an annoyed tone, "Wait!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Sorry to trouble you! "
At the Corale Island airport cafe, the middle-aged man finished his call and took a tissue from one of his students to wipe the sweat off his face. Part of it was from anxiety, and the other was from nervousness from being scolded over the phone by Carter. But in front of his students, he could only try his best to maintain the composure of a teacher. But when he turned his head to look at the people outside, he started sweating again. He finally understood why those celebrities had arrived early. It wasn't just for the news, but also to avoid the rush hour. Otherwise, they would be blocked by fans at the airport at this time.
At HuangArt, as soon as Carter received the student's call for help, he immediately contacted people. However, the closer the awards ceremony got, the busier Corale Island got. The people he contacted were all too busy. They promised Carter that they would find someone to think of a solution, but exactly how long they would have to wait was unknown.
As the minutes ticked by, Carter flipped through his contact list. His gaze paused when it landed on Fang Zhao's name. He hesitated for a moment but still made the call.
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