I really want to pounce

Chapter 55 Script "That Man Comes From Earth" (addition for the rudder master "Strauyuntian")
July 4, Saturday, sunny.

Waking up early in the morning, Pu Jie was about to take a look at the writer's assistant with his mobile phone.

Opening his eyes, he saw Dachun's face floating in front of him.

"Giao!"

Pu Jie came to his senses and gave Dachun a push.

"What are you doing, Dachun, scare me a little bit?"

Dachun chuckled: "I was about to wake you up, and you woke up by yourself."

"It's a big weekend, why call me, it would be better to sleep more, I like to stay in bed on weekends."

"I just bought breakfast, pancakes, fruit, soy milk."

In the blink of an eye in Dachun.

Pu Jie had already dressed at the speed of light and sat on the edge of the table.

"Let's have dinner!"

Dachun: "."

Zhang Yang also jumped down from the top bunk, picked up the pancakes and ate them.

"Bajibaji~ Dachun is still diligent, and he wakes up so early on weekends."

Yuan Hua wiped his head, put on a handsome pose, and got up too.

The four brothers in the dormitory sat around the small table.

Chew 4 sets of pancakes and fruits.

Yuan Hua said: "How is your script? It will be accepted the day after tomorrow."

Zhang Yang: "Hey, let's just do it. I can't do it anymore. This month, I played with my little sister from the acting department. I don't have time to write. I can deal with it."

Yuan Hua shook his head coolly: "A man should not be trapped by beauty. Writing a good script is what I should pursue in my life. My script will definitely shine this time!"

"Yoho~ Brother Hua is so confident this time, don't move, this style is amazing, with our current posture, can you compose a poem impromptu!"

Yuan Hua maintained his posture of shaking his head, stretched out his index finger and middle finger, and shook them slightly.

"When the sea reaches the end, the sky is the shore, and when the mountain climbs to the top, I am the peak!"

"Okay! The literary talent is flying! The talent is leaking!"

Pu Jie took the lead in applauding. These two times, he was like Cao Zhi.

"Exposed, exposed"

"Yuan Hua, what is the name of the script you wrote?"

"A Day in the Life of the District Mayor"

Pu Jie: (*゜ー゜*)

"It's an award-winning work"

Dachun smirked: "I don't think it's as powerful as the previous "My Principal's Father"."

"Hey~ I can't be limited by the subject matter, otherwise people will think that I won the award because of my father."

Pu Jie: "???"

Doesn't your uncle count?

This damn rich (guan) second generation!

"Dachun, what did you write?"

Dachun's face suddenly became serious: "A very brain-burning suspenseful reversal script, reversal and reversal! The name is "You Can't Guess".

Pu Jie: "Dachun, didn't you say that you won't be allowed to touch your brain? Why are you here again?"

To be honest, in the script that Dachun wrote last time, as soon as the characters appeared on the stage, Pu Jie knew which one was the murderer.

"Besides three days, treat each other with admiration! Brother Jie, I will do it this time."

Pu Jie shook his head helplessly.

This time the four brothers in the dormitory seemed to be wiped out again.

Oh no, Yuan Hua should be praised at least for the sake of Uncle District Chief.
While sucking soymilk, Zhang Yang asked vaguely: "Brother Jie, I haven't seen you write these days, did you secretly hold back a big trick?"

Pu Jie put on a confident smile.

"That's right!"

Dachun patted the table: "Okay! You're really holding back your big move behind our backs, aren't you?"

Pu Jie shook his head: "I said he was right in the first half of the sentence, but he didn't write it down."

"cut!"

"That's it!"

"never heard of that!"

"Go to hell!"

But the three of them were not surprised. Pu Jie had to write so many novels every day, and he didn't have enough time. If he had time to write a script, he would be damned.

Dachun asked worriedly: "Then what are you going to do? The director told me to hand it in on Monday. This time I can't handle it with novels. I have to hand in the script."

"Brother Jie, why don't you sprint, like me, and pass the script with a fool."

Yuan Hua kept shaking his head: "It's hard, it's hard, the original script can't be written casually, two days of sprinting is enough, it needs to be brewed."

Zhang Yang thought about it for a while, and he has been fooling around for a week.

"Brother Jie, you're done."

Da Chunyi was cruel: "Brother Jie, why don't I share one of my ideas with you, and you can directly cultivate my ideas."

Thinking of Dachun's neurotic suspense, Pu Jie resolutely refused.

"It's not necessary!"

"Isn't it just a script? It's not much different from a novel. Two days. Enough!"

Pu Jie has saved a lot of manuscripts this month, and can be set to send them automatically in these two days.

And judging from all aspects of the data, the situation of "Country Rascal" is extremely stable, and basically there will be no mistakes.

This weekend, focus on writing your script.

The Three Musketeers in the dormitory gave him a self-seeking look, then went to bed and began to change his script.

Pu Jie has already got his 6000 yuan notebook, equipped with an electrostatic capacitive keyboard, and now his typing speed has increased by a level.

It only takes 12000 hours to finish writing 5 words.

At this time, the study committee member glasses girl called: "Pu Jie, the script will be handed in on Monday, is it finished?"

"It's almost over, it's almost over."

Create a new word document.

"Really?"

"It's finishing."

Rename the document.

"Oh, then tell the three people in your dormitory to hand it in on time on Monday morning."

"Don't worry, it's okay!"

Open a blank word.

After hanging up the phone, Pu Jie began to think about what kind of script he wanted to write.

After a semester of study, his level of screenwriting is a little bit, at least he knows how to write a standard script format.

But Pu Jie is not a genius after all. His biggest shortcoming is that the things he writes do not have a sense of picture, and the sense of picture expressed in the text is relatively poor.

However, he is also good at something, which is hydrology, ah no!It is to write dialogues between characters and pull emotions.

He felt that the dialogue he wrote was quite interesting.

Although the plot of Long Aotian and Liu Ergou is awkward and the story is very poisonous, the dialogue is still passable.

"Since I'm not good at writing scenes, I'll make a simple scene, and it's best to have a scene to the end, like a murder case in a secret room."

"Dialogue. The easiest word count, then add more dialogue to mobilize the audience's emotions, such as tearing?"

"The relationship between the characters should not be too complicated. It is best if the protagonist is pretending to be aggressive, and everyone else will refute in a timely manner, and then get slapped in the face, and then some melon-eating audiences will express their amazement at the behavior of the protagonist, like the audience in the live broadcast room. Same."

"So... the secret room broadcasted by many people to tear up the case?"

Pu Jie was stunned for three seconds.
Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

"What a hook!"

After reading what I reasoned out, I almost spit it out.

"Could it be that I have written too many brainless novels recently, and my brain is not working well?"

He stared at the words written in his word document, always feeling a little familiar.
suddenly!

A movie suddenly appeared in Pu Jie's mind!
"Damn it! "That Man From Earth" starts with one person, and the plot is all about the mouth!"

The original film is a low-budget soft sci-fi movie. It tells the story of a man who has to move after 10 years of work. Old friends come to say goodbye, including historians, religious scientists, biologists, psychologists and other knowledgeable people. But it turns out that the man is a person who has lived for 14000 years. People don't believe it. The man slapped his old friends one by one with words.

The scene is the house and the yard, there is no need to change, and there is no need to design body movements, it all depends on the protagonist's mouth.

Absolutely!

Perfectly echoed his request!

However, Pu Jie frowned after thinking for a while.

"I don't remember the lines in it, and it's a Western story, so it's definitely not appropriate for us to discuss religion."

"Damn! What a big deal, I'll make up another Huaguo version of "That Man Came From Earth"!"

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(End of this chapter)