Unconventional screenwriter

The procedures for weighing tea, boiling water, putting tea leaves, and making soup are actually very simple and not complicated at all.

It's just that the person who makes the tea is different, the tea made will be different.

Seeing his apprentice's tea making movements like flowing water, Li Zhengshi nodded secretly.

One of his disciples is that many of his senior brothers and sisters are far behind. This child has an unusually calm temperament. No matter what he does, he can be single-minded, not irritable, methodical, and very calm.

With this xinxing, you can do everything well. The key is that this child is not ordinary smart.

After a while, Cheng Ze gently handed a small cup of tea on the saucer in front of the teacher. His face was still the Ninghe smile when he just made the tea. He looked at his teacher respectfully, sitting calmly and confidently.

Li Zhengshi picked up the tea, first sniffed the tea fragrance, and then sipped it slightly, frowning, as if tasting the fragrance of tea.

Cheng Ze sat right across from Li Zhengshi, not in a hurry to tell his story.

After drinking a cup of tea, Li Zhengshi blocked his apprentice's desire to continue tea.

"Your tea-making skills are getting better and better."

The big boy smiled shyly, but refused without smiling, he seemed to have admitted.

Li Zhengshi likes himself as the youngest student very much. He is generous and can learn modestly, but he will not be overly humble.

To be too modest is a kind of hypocrisy.

Li Zhengshi smiled with satisfaction: "By the way, what good news are you here to tell me?"

Cheng Ze straightened his back and looked at the teacher in reverence, a little joy in his clear voice.

"Teacher, I got the qualification to formally take the independent admission examination for the Acting Art Department of the Art College of Sungkyunkwan University."

When Li Zhengshi heard this, he immediately became happy: Sungkyunkwan University, this school is very good, one of the best schools in the country."

Cheng Ze smiled happily: "Yes."

"It seems that you can participate in Seoul National University, right?" Seoul National University is the number one university in the country.

Cheng Ze smiled and nodded, not surprised.

"Then why not fight for this university's independent admissions exam qualifications?"

Sungkyunkwan University replied without delay: "Although Sungkyunkwan University’s ranking is behind Seoul National University, it is also a good school that many people are looking forward to. Moreover, Sungkyunkwan University’s choreography major is No. 1 in the country. In terms of faculty, Seoul National University is still a bit worse. The most important thing is that my current goal is to be a screenwriter and director. Therefore, under consideration, I still want to be able to study at Sungkyunkwan University."

Thinking of something, the big boy smiled brightly.

"There is..."

Li Zhengshi subconsciously asked: "What is it?"

"There is also a teacher who has been a teacher at Sungkyunkwan University for many years."

Li Zhengshi was taken aback: "How did you know?"

I have been teaching this disciple for a year and a half, but he has not told him many things. To be precise, he is trying to compare him. It can also be said that the time has not come, but it seems that the time has come.

"The last time the teacher asked me to clean the study, I found a graduation photo in a book on the shelf. The teacher stood in the middle with a serious expression." Jin Chengze smiled.

Li Zhengshi shook his head and smiled: "Yes, I still have a photo in it. You can find it later and put it in the album, do you know?"

"Teacher, I have already put it, I told you last time, you answered me that it was put in the album."

Li Zhengshi patted his head in distress: "Yes, yes, my memory."

Cheng Ze smiled, Li Zhengshi seemed to be teaching him as a son.

...

"By the way, did you remember anything or something today?" Li Zhengshi was asking about his homework at this time.

Remembering what happened today, Kim Sung-ze looked solemn and his tone was low: "Yes, I encountered a school bullying incident today..."

Li Zhengshi listened to his disciple's clear narrative and began to narrate from the aspects of character, background, and deep meaning.

Cheng Ze spoke in a hurry, with no mood swings in his tone.

"Bad girls use bullying for pleasure, this kind of natural evil, I wonder whether it is human nature, or their lack of family education, or both." After speaking, Cheng Ze frowned slightly, he should insist I also watched the final processing result, but Xia Yan was there and she was still young, so she shouldn't have looked at the pickled fish.

"I don’t agree with the police’s approach. They should have been the justice of the campus bullying incident, but most of them don’t think it’s a major event at all. In essence, they hold an old-fashioned mindset, or they They are the indifferent superiors, they think these are children's playhouses."

Thinking of something, Cheng Ze's expression gradually eased and his tone softened.

"But there was a policewoman who looked very emotional. She looked at me and the other girl who was victimized. Her eyes were gentle and empathetic. For the four bullies, her eyes were disgusting. Then. It can be inferred that someone close to her must have had this kind of school bullying, or that she was the one being bullied."

Thinking of that alley and the few people who walked in front of him and looked around a few times, Cheng Ze's expression became solemn again.

"In fact, before I went out to stop this incident, a few students and strangers passed by, but they all pretended not to see. They were indifferent bystanders and invisible promoters in this incident. Sometimes not It's also an act."

Thinking of the girl who thanked him in tears, Cheng Ze sighed.

"In the end, it was the victim. She was pitiful and kind. I actually don't know if she ever fought back, and if she fought back, to what extent and how hard was it? I don't know about this. There is also one. The sad aspect is that the weak can be deceived. This unspoken rule of society is actually so cold and cold."

So he must not be weak, no matter it is for him, or for Ou Ma and Xiao Xia Yan, he cannot be weak.

Li Zhengshi put his arms around his chest, pondered what Cheng Ze had said, and at the same time he kept observing the disciple's calm and composed face, waiting for Cheng Ze to finish speaking, and asked in a deep voice.

"What about you? How do you evaluate yourself who stopped this behavior?"

Hearing the teacher's question, Cheng Ze was taken aback, bowed his head in thought.

him?

Yes, what is his role in it?

After a long time, Jin Chengze replied slowly.

"I think my behavior is something a person with a sense of justice should do, and I always feel shameless." Cheng Ze embarrassed and covered his face.

"But it's actually because I met four girls this time, so I dared to go up. If I change to four men, I don't know, I may stop it, or I may not."

He still has the sense of self-protection, or self-knowledge.

Li Zhengshi nodded, some want to laugh, Cheng Ze is really weak, and can bully girls.

But if Li Zhengshi knew that his disciples almost couldn't beat the girls, he didn't know how he would feel.