"Is this ~~~~ really written by you?"

In Zhou Ling's room, at this moment, he was holding a thick stack of manuscript paper in his hand, and looked at Yi Qing sitting in front of him with a surprised expression.

That day, I heard that Yi Qing was writing a script, Zhou Ling just asked out of curiosity, and after asking, he didn't really take it seriously, there are many prodigies in society, but a young man who is only 18 years old and has never been exposed to literary creation before suddenly wants to write a script, which is very nonsense in itself.

But he never expected that after only a few days of hard work, Yi Qing actually took out something, and it was so thick.

This kid isn't making fun of me, is he?

When he first took over the script, this idea first came to Zhou Ling's mind, and it was no wonder that he doubted that such a tome would be written in a few days, not to mention Yi Qing's age, even if he was an old man who had been engaged in screenwriting for many years, he was afraid that he would not have this ability.

But after only reading two or three pages, Zhou Ling was stunned, this Xiao Yi is really not joking, he can participate in the adaptation of famous works such as "Dream of Red Mansions", his literary literacy is naturally first-class, and he can't tell whether a story is good or bad?

Zhou Ling's reaction was obviously expected by Yi Qing, and he replied very firmly: "Of course I wrote it, Gao Hongliang and they can all testify." ”

Zhou Ling hurriedly said: "It's not that I don't believe it, it's just ~~~~ I'm a little surprised." ”

It's right to be surprised, but it's weird not to be surprised!

"Mr. Zhou, how about you look at my script?"

Zhou Ling sighed in his heart and said: "That's it, I won't be able to finish reading your script for a while, you stay with me first, and when I finish reading, let's talk again." ”

Yi Qing naturally has no opinion on this, and he doesn't have to worry about it at all, Zhou Ling will steal the fruits of his labor for himself, at this time, people's thoughts are still very simple, especially the literati, all of them are arrogant, similar to the plagiarism of a pseudo-female author in the future, they absolutely disdain to do it.

"In that case, Mr. Zhou, you take your time and come back to give me advice!"

Yi Qing said that he was about to get up, today is Sunday, he made an appointment with a few friends to go to the city to play.

"Xiao Yi!" Zhou Ling suddenly stopped Yi Qing again and said, "You wrote this script with the intention of ~~~~~"

Yi Qing knew that the main event was coming, and tried to keep himself calm, and said: "I didn't think about anything at first, even if I go back to the dormitory, I have nothing to do, learn to write something, if you think it's okay, I'm going to take it to the TV station to try my luck, maybe people like it, and it can be made into a TV series!"

Nowadays, China's domestic TV drama market has not yet achieved the separation of production and broadcasting, and in the future, those well-known TV drama production companies, such as Rong Xinda, Hairun or something, do not even have a shadow, basically all TV stations produce and broadcast themselves.

The Beijing Television Art Center is only formally independent, and in fact it is still a production unit under the Beijing Television Station.

Zhou Ling nodded, and didn't say anything more, Yi Qing's script was written well at the beginning, but such a tome, if he didn't read it all, he wasn't sure in his heart, if the whole story could ensure this quality, let alone shoot it, maybe it could become a classic.

"Okay, you go first!"

Zhou Ling began to drive people away, and he couldn't wait to read the script.

For a whole day, Zhou Ling was stuffed in the dormitory, holding the script of "Desire" in his hand, deeply attracted, Liu Huifang, Wang Husheng, Song Dacheng, as the storyline progressed, his heart was also affected by the fate of these protagonists.

The charm of this story has been vividly demonstrated in the previous life through the pomp and circumstance of the broadcast of "Desire", even after 30 years, it is not outdated.

After reading it all, it was already dark, and there was the laughter of young people in the corridor, Zhou Ling rubbed his dry eyes, and then remembered that he hadn't eaten for a day.

Wow!wow!

There was a knock on the door, Zhou Ling hurriedly got out of bed, went over to open the door, and saw Li Zhixin standing at the door.

"Lao Zhou! Director Wang asked you to go over. ”

Zhou Ling answered, and was about to go out, but stopped again, looked back at the script on the table, hesitated, and turned around to pick it up and hugged it in his arms.

In Wang Fulin's room, Zhou Ling pushed the door in, and saw that Director Wang was not the only one inside, but also several famous red scientists who served as consultants to the crew.

"Come on, let's talk about the script!"

When Zhou Ling heard this, he sighed secretly in his heart, every time Wang Fulin said this, there were several red scholars on the spot, which basically meant that the script was going to be changed again.

The project of Red Mansions, which was established in 81, took three years to complete the adaptation of the script, but the completion here does not mean that the script has really been finalized, because until now, the script that has been formed is still being constantly revised, repeatedly revised, many plots have been deleted, and many plots have been added, which have not appeared in Cao Xueqin's original manuscript and Gao E's sequel.

It's good to say that the adaptation is really fatal to re-create art on the basis of what the original book does not have, not to mention Zhou Ling, even director Wang Fulin must be careful.

When "Dream of Red Mansions" was established, the reason why the opposition from the red academic community was so loud was mainly because Cao Xueqin's original work could not be closed, and Gao E's sequel was considered to be a dog-tailed continuation mink, which did not conform to the true ideas of the original author, and the story was incomplete, how to shoot it?

At the end of the day, this book is for research, not something that can be taken out and played casually.

The script that was completed before has been formed after repeated scrutiny and consultation with many red scientists, but in the past six months, the draft has been changed several times, changed and changed, and until now, there is still no head.

"Director Wang, Teacher Zhou, Teacher Wang!"

Zhou Ling said hello, and as soon as he sat down, the discussion began, although he was also a member of the Red Society, but in front of Zhou and Wang Erlao, at best, he was a small character, and he only listened.

The discussion lasted until ten o'clock, and Zhou Ling was so hungry that he put his heart on his back, and he took most of the notes, and finally it was over.

After sending Zhou and Wang Erlao to rest, Zhou Ling was so hungry that he had no strength at all: "Director Wang, do you still have food in the house?"

Wang Fulin was looking at Zhou Ling's notes just now, and said with a smile when he heard this, "Hungry?"

As he spoke, he took out a pack of snacks from the drawer and handed it to Zhou Ling.

"What have you been doing all day? I haven't seen anyone since morning, and I thought you were home!"

The two cakes were at the bottom, Zhou Ling felt that he was alive again, and drank a glass of water to moisten his throat: "If you want to know, just look at this." ”

Zhou Ling said and handed over the script of "Desire".

"What is this?" Wang Fulin took it and glanced at it, "Longing, hey! It's still a script, who wrote it!"

Zhou Ling sold Guanzi: "You look first, I'm talking to you after reading it." ”

"I'm playing dumb riddles with me!"

Wang Fulin said while flipping through the pages, he only watched three episodes, and the shock in his heart became stronger and stronger, staring at Zhou Ling and asking, "Who wrote this?"

Zhou Ling smiled, very satisfied with Wang Fulin's surprised expression: "You definitely don't believe it when you say it, Yi Qing!"

As Zhou Ling expected, Wang Fulin was stunned for a long time after hearing the answer: "Who did you just say? Yi Qing?"

Zhou Ling smiled and said, "When I just saw him take it, I was also shocked, this kid is usually inconspicuous, who knows that he still has this ability!"

Although Wang Fulin thought it was incredible, he also knew that Zhou Ling was definitely not joking with him, when he first read it, he thought that this script was written by Zhou Ling, who knew that it was Yi Qing.

"This kid is really amazing!"

Wang Fulin has been in the industry for so many years, he can't tell the quality of a script, he has only watched a few episodes, he can already be sure that this is definitely a good book, the story is good, the characters are good, the plot is not slow, just right, if it wasn't for Zhou Ling to say, he couldn't believe that such a good book would be written by a young man.

He suddenly felt that he was really getting more and more unable to see through Yi Qing, a young man, not only did he have good cooking skills, but his kung fu was even better, even though he couldn't say that he was top-notch, he could listen to Mr. Li Jie's reflection that Yi Qing's progress was the fastest among everyone, and now he was even more amazing, and he actually came up with such a large script.

How many secrets does Yi Qing still have?

The more Wang Fulin thought about it, the more curious he became.

"He gave you this script, didn't say anything else?"

Zhou Ling said: "He said that he would let me help take a look and give advice, and said that if I think it is okay, he is going to take it to the TV station to try his luck!"

"What do you think of Xiao Yi's script?"

Zhou Ling smiled and said: "Aren't you asking knowingly, you are professional, good or not, you must know it in your heart, but if you let me say it, I will say it, the story must be a good story, if it is really filmed, the effect will definitely be good, but the background of this story is a bit ~~~~"

Zhou Ling's words were not finished, but Wang Fulin understood, when he was watching it just now, he had the same worry, the story is definitely a good story, but the background of the era chosen by Yi Qing is really a bit sensitive.

You must know that the special period has not passed since the past few years, although the reform and opening up has been carried out, but people's thinking, especially many policy things, can not be explained in one or two sentences.

In case Yi Qing's script commits some taboo words, it will affect Yi Qing's whole life.

"The background of the times is indeed a bit sensitive, but it is also a matter of facts, Zhou Ling, isn't your current relationship still in the Beijing Television Art Center?

Zhou Ling was stunned, and met Wang Fulin's gaze, he understood what the other party meant, all walks of life in China are in ruins waiting to be revived, and the same is true for film and television work, if Yi Qing can really be cultivated, it is also a good thing.

"Okay! I'll talk to the other side!"