Entertaining Children

  Chapter 290 The works of predecessors were plagiarized

"You wrote this script?" Sun Zhihao looked at Xiao Yao with some surprise, "I know this is based on the plot of your MV, but you didn't expect it to be written by you. Your screenwriting skills are also so good. ?"

   "No, I just came up with some ideas. Like designing some short paragraphs in the plot, and funny baggage, the writer is the screenwriter Feng Jingfeng." Xiao Yao waved his hand.

   "It can be used as the main frame. You made up the plot of that MV by yourself." Ye Jiaying interrupted.

"No, I have also worked as a screenwriter. In fact, as long as you have a certain basic knowledge of writing and writing, the script has a format, anyway, it is such a writing method, creativity, plot design, and wanting to be burdened is rare." Sun Zhihao smiled and said, "The main frame is yours, so this script is basically yours. Jiaying just found a ghostwriter for you."

"I know that Brother Bayi is also very good in literature." Sun Tingting took out the piece of rice paper that Xiaoyao wrote "Birds and Fish" in lower letters from his pocket, and handed it to Sun Zhihao, "Dad, this is Brother Bayi. A poem read to me just now. He just used this to persuade me to go to the United States. He said that this poem was written by Tagore, but this poem is not in the publicly published works. You read a lot of books. , Look, is this Tagore's poem?"

   "Oh? Let me see." Sun Zhihao took the rice paper and opened it with interest. Hu Xuena on the side also curiously leaned over his shoulder and looked at it together.

   "Oh, this word is really well written!" Sun Zhihao first praised Xiao Yao's beautiful lower letters. When Xiao Siqi and Ye Jiaying looked at the piece of paper in their hands with curiosity, Sun Zhihao simply read out: "The Birds and Fishes, the farthest distance in the world, is not a world apart..."

After Sun Zhihao finished reading, the four elders present were shocked. Even Xiao Siqi, who had the least interest in literature, was shocked by the poem. Suddenly, there was a strange silence in the Xiao family's living room.

  "Dad!" In the end, Sun Tingting broke the silence. After all, she had heard Xiao Yao read it once, and she had read it several times in her heart while Xiao Yao was writing, and it was almost time to memorize it. "Is this Tagore's poem?"

   "Tagore? Is this Tagore's poem?" Sun Zhihao was taken aback when he heard the words.

   "Dad, I'm asking you, why are you asking me again?" Sun Tingting shouted helplessly.

"I have read all of Tagore's poems. There is no one, or even similar to this one. I don't see how this poem has anything to do with Tagore." Sun Zhihao finally reacted and looked at Xiao Yao and said: "You Saying that this poem was written by Tagore, where did you know it?"

   "I also forgot," Xiao Yao could only helplessly say, "I remember that Tagore has a collection of poems called "Flying Bird Collection"?"

""Asuka"? Which year was it published? How do I not know. From his earliest first "Story Poetry" in 1900 to his last "Birthday Collection" in the year of his death, I have all his collections of poems I have read it, obviously there is no one called "Flying Bird Collection"." Sun Zhihao said strangely.

   "No? No, right? "Flying Birds" is Tagore's most famous one in the past." Xiao Yao was also shocked. "Wait, 1900 to 1941, can't it? The difference between the two worlds has made Tagore's most famous poetry collection?" Xiao Yao suddenly thought that Tagore was born in the 19th century, but he All of the collections of works published in the twentieth century, that is, the two worlds began to appear at different times. If I remember correctly, Tagore's "Asuka" was published in 1916.

  "Then have you heard the story of flying birds and fish?" Xiao Yao still said unwillingly.

   "Let's listen to it." Sun Zhihao looked at Xiao Yao and said.

  Xiao Yao told the story of "birds and fishes" related to this poem that he knew from his previous life.

"Perhaps I am ignorant. This is the first time I heard this story. Your poem came from this story." Sun Zhihao shook his head. "But I'm pretty sure that Tagore's poem was at least publicly published. There is no such poem in his poem. I’m curious where did you know this poem."

   "My dad is so knowledgeable that people don't know, it must be because there is no such poem and this story in the world." Sun Tingting interrupted.

  "Is it what I heard in my dream?" Xiao Yao could only whisper to himself. Can't you say it's from a previous life, right?

   "Ha, what I heard in my dream, that is also yours. I said this poem was written by you, you still don't admit it." Sun Tingting said excitedly.

   "August 1st, you are really demon, you can dream of such a poem and such a story in a dream." Sun Zhihao shook his head and sighed. Even if it is a dream, this poem is also Xiao Yao's.

   "I didn't want to treat Tagore's work as my own. Am I plagiarizing my predecessor's work?" Xiao Yao thought silently in his heart.

"When is the script written by Bayi planned to be filmed? I am quite interested." Sun Zhihao handed back the rice paper with "Birds and Fishes" in his hand to Sun Tingting, who had been staring, and suddenly turned to Ye Jiaying. Tao.

"Huh? Our initial plan is this summer. We and "Winter Sunshine" are planning to let Bayi play Feng Feng in it, that is, the basketball player among the three male protagonists. It’s time for summer vacation. But we haven’t had time to talk to Bayi." Ye Jiaying answered Sun Zhihao and looked at Xiao Yao, "It happens that Bayi you are here now, so let’s talk to you now. It’s still the role in the MV. Your Uncle Sun is still willing to be the director. How about? Are you interested in acting? As long as you want, we try to arrange the starting time after your college entrance examination. Anyway, the script is written by you, you are ready It doesn’t take too much time and energy to write biographies."

   "Mom, and Uncle Sun, I'm sorry, I didn't plan to make a TV series this summer, I have other plans and arrangements." Xiao Yao shook his head and refused.

   "Other plans? What plan? Have you set it now? Can you tell me something." Ye Jiaying looked at Xiao Yao in surprise. Xiao Yao never mentioned that he had a plan during the summer vacation.

"It's not a specific plan, it's mainly an idea." Xiao Yao said, "I learned a lot from several directors when I was shooting the MV some time ago, and I also participated in post-production, so I was going to try it during the summer vacation. Be the director and shoot something yourself."

"Being a director?" Now even the other three were surprised. Sun Zhihao couldn't help but said, "Being a director is not as simple as writing songs, singing and acting... No, these are not simple either. I mean. To be a director is much more difficult than writing songs, singing and acting. You just want to be a director after a few MVs. What do you want to make? You basically can’t finish these movies and TV series now, and there will be no investors who dare to do it. The project is for you to shoot for such a young person who has no experience or work. Do you want to shoot a MV? Pick another song from your own songs for shooting?"

"No, I have no plans to make a movie or TV series, nor do I want to make a MV. I am going to make a short film. Of course, it's just an idea at the moment, and the script is still being conceived. But I don't need investors to invest, a few minutes, up to ten Just a short video for a few minutes. In terms of funds, I am going to pay for it myself, and my own savings should be enough." Xiao Yao said.

"Very thoughtful!" Sun Zhihao gave a thumbs up and looked at Ye Jiaying, "Regardless of whether Bayi is acting in this TV series or not, I will take the director of this drama. I have to consider playing the role of the heroine's father as a guest. Let me give you an answer after the Spring Festival holiday."

   "Okay, no problem." Ye Jiaying said happily immediately.

  The things that need to be discussed have results, and the two families also started to talk about ordinary household things. After sitting for a while, the three of the Xiao family said goodbye. After all, today is the second day of the new year, whether it is Xiao Yao's grandmother's house or Sun Tingting's grandmother's house, they are still going to visit each.

   "August 1st, are you really so relieved to let Do'er go to the United States for two years?" Xiao Siqi still couldn't help asking Xiao Yao on the way out from Sun's house to Ye Jiaying's parents' house.

  "How can I not worry at all? I contacted my friends in New York after I got home, and after Do'er arrived in New York, let them look after them in secret." Xiao Yao said with a curled mouth.

"I mean, you never thought about letting Duo'er stay in China for college? There are also good music schools in China." Xiao Siqi said, "I listen to your Uncle Sun, it seems that Duo'er didn't make a decision before. The decision is finally made after listening to your words. You are not afraid of what will happen to the relationship between you in the past two years?"

"How can I not be afraid? But what can I do? Can I tell her not to go?" Xiao Yao said annoyedly, "That's Chambers, which music school in China can match? This kind of music academy? I missed the opportunity, but I will regret it for a lifetime. Let alone tell her not to go, I shouldn't even have the idea of ​​wishing her to fail the interview!"

"This may not mean that there is no, but I think it is really low." Ye Jiaying said, "Duo'er was also grown up when we watched. Don't look at you acting, writing and singing on Bayi, now you have to add writing Scripting and writing poems are pretty slippery, but when it comes to maintaining a long-term focus on one thing, you really can’t compare to Do’er’s dedication to the violin. The difficulty for Chambers is to get an interview opportunity, and the interview rate is still low. Really not high. With Doer's skills and passion for the violin, the hope of failing the interview is really small."

"Mom, are you comforting me?" Xiao Yao sighed, "Now we can only hope that our relationship can withstand the test of at least two years in a different place. Why do you think I would spend an hour on that? The poem is written on a piece of paper in such a small script? Because Doer said she would show it when she missed me in America."

"Okay, those parents can only wish you a safe and peaceful life through the long-distance relationship of more than two years." Ye Jiaying said, "By the way, that poem is really what you dreamed of, and it's too ridiculous. Right?"

   "I said it was written by Tagore, you don't believe it." Xiao Yao said helplessly. When it came to this, Xiao Yao was also depressed.

   "That's even more ridiculous," Ye Jiaying said, "Don't talk about your uncle Sun, I have read all Tagore's poems, and there is no one at all."

   "No matter what, love whoever you like." Xiao Yao said depressed.

   "I really want to hit someone now!" Xiao Yao yelled irritably, and then said to Xiao Siqi: "Dad, shall we go to Haozi's house tomorrow? I want to vent, so I can only find him."

   "..." Xiao Siqi and Ye Jiaying looked at each other speechlessly, and both thought: "What kind of evil did Zhou Zhihao, the unlucky child do?"

Seeing that his parents had no objection, Xiao Yao directly took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhou Zhihao's number: "Haozi, I will come over tomorrow to pay your parents a New Year greeting. You arrange a place and let's have a call tomorrow. By the way, do you have it? What is Dagang's name for a teammate? I met him once, and you ask him if he wants revenge, do you have time to practice together tomorrow?"

  (End of this chapter)