"I started from humble, my life is like an ant, but I yearn for the light, I hope that I can finally shine, I hope I can be like a moth to a fire, I hope I can scatter the light ......"

That year.

In the huge hall, Huang Bo vaguely remembered a child seriously chanting this Shu Xiao's "To Dreams".

The simple clothes could not hide the fiery eyes, but the immature voice revealed a sonorous determination to be desperate.

He remembered that the child's name was Shen Lang, and he even thought about promoting this student a year ago.

Sometimes, however, life can be like a journey.

Some people walk and get on a roller coaster all the way to the rainbow, while some walk and go with a limp......

Shen Lang is the kind of person who walks lame.

A year later, when he was about to graduate, he failed three subjects in a row and became one of the few "seed players" in the class

It is really difficult for Huang Bo to contact the once sonorous and powerful child......

If it weren't for Zhang Ya's two-hour phone call yesterday, hoping that he could seriously help read the script written by this child, when this child needed help, he would have almost forgotten about Shen Lang.

On the phone, Zhang Ya said that although Shen Lang is occasionally a bastard, his nature is good and talented, and at the same time, he has dreams, he needs help, and we should also help him, and we can't give up on any student......

After listening, Huang Bo was silent for a long time and finally nodded.

After all, he is still one of the few teachers in Yan Ying who is dedicated to his duties, after all, he is still Shen Lang's teacher......

Moreover, he also wanted to see what script Shen Lang had written and what movie he was going to make......

Although, with Shen Lang's current situation, it is really nonsense to want to make a movie......

....................................

"Shen Lang, what is your script about?"

"Huh?

"Yes, I heard that you are planning to make a movie, can I read your script?"

"Uh-uh......"

The dorm room was somewhat empty.

The brothers seem to be out.

Shen Lang saw this serious Teacher Huang, and his heart felt empty for no reason.

The fledgling Zhang Ya and Shen Lang still think that they can fool and take advantage, but Shen Lang, the old bird teacher Huang Bo who mixes well in the entertainment industry, is a little empty.

Screenplay?

He is a white wolf with no gloves at all, he doesn't have any script at all, and he doesn't even know what movie he wants to make, and he doesn't know how to make it.

How did he take it out?

However, the weakness of the heart only lasted for a moment, and then there was a blazing heat in the depths of my heart for no reason!

Huang Bo, Teacher Huang!

is like a walking investor in front of Shen Lang, and even if he really makes a movie, he can play a good role.

After all, Huang Bo is also a star in the entertainment industry.

"What's wrong?" Huang Bo looked at Shen Lang in a daze, and felt strange for a while.

"Teacher Huang......"

"Well, you say. ”

"This is a different kind of youth movie, in this movie, there are all kinds of memories that everyone has had, of course, this movie is not vulgar, we don't ......have a lot of cliché things" After treating Huang Bo as a fat sheep, Shen Lang entered the state without saying a word, moved a stool and sat opposite Huang Bo, and began to install it.

"Teacher Huang, I don't know what you think of youth?" Shen Lang suddenly stared at Huang Bo after blowing a wave of scripts paradoxically.

"Am I sorry for youth?" Huang Bo was stunned for a while, and didn't react for a while, why did Shen Lang suddenly ask back.

"Yes, I said that everyone has a youth era in their hearts, and they have all had youth, so, Mr. Huang, what is your youth? What do you understand about youth?" Shen Lang was extremely serious.

"Me?"

"Yes!"

"Our previous youth, there was no youth, right...... Wait, Shen Lang, I'm here today to read your script!"

"I understand, but, Mr. Huang, it doesn't affect me from asking you questions, right?"

"This is important?"

"It's important!"

"Well, actually, we don't have any youth, and even at that time, I also had rock 'n' roll dreams, well......"

"Wait!" Just as Huang Bo began to recall, Shen Lang suddenly interrupted again.

"What's wrong?"

"Mr. Huang, on the hour, I know you like to drink this brand of wine the most, let's order it together. Under Huang Bo's gaze, Shen Lang took out a bottle of wine, a plate of peanuts and a few side dishes as if by magic, and set up a small table at the same time......

"There's something to do in the afternoon......"

"Hey, Mr. Huang, I know you'll be on the hour every day, come on. ”

"Okay. Huang Bo glanced at Shen Lang, then hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

That's how he got drunk.

"Teacher Huang, let's continue to talk about your youth?"

"Good!"

“......”

“......”

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"Actually, the university at that time, hey, it was different, it was different, it was like you now......"

"Mr. Huang, have you ever been in a relationship? ”

"Haha, yes, I'll tell you......"

"Teacher Huang, awesome, come, I'll toast you!"

"Haha, I can't drink it, it's almost, Shen Lang, your script ......"

"Mr. Huang, continue to talk about your past, you can read the script anytime!"

"Okay, then drink a drink, you can only drink this last cup, you can't drink it again, I still have something!"

"Well, just a cup, Mr. Huang, what do you think the script of a youth-type movie should be, and how should the outline be filmed?"

"Haha, actually, I think ......"

“......”

“......”

One cup later, one more cup later.

Teacher Huang has stories, and Shen Lang has wine and food.

Pretty good.

In the afternoon, Huang Bo shook his head, slightly drunk.

Shen Lang followed Huang Bo out of the dormitory with a smile, and took a taxi home for Huang Bo.

After seeing Mr. Huang leave, Shen Lang ran back to the dormitory without saying a word, picked up the computer and crackled to write the outline of the script.

Half an hour later, Shen Lang nodded with satisfaction.

Then he recalled what he had watched before, those few youth movies, what "To Youth", what "Those Years", and finally Shen Lang grinned again, and directly put together the outline, and then immediately started......

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The next morning.

When Huang Bo came to his office and turned on the computer, he received a phone call.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Mr. Huang?"

"Shen Lang?"

"Yes, Mr. Huang, where are you?

"What's wrong in the office?

"I forgot to show you the script yesterday, and now I'm ...... bring the script?"

"Good!"

“......”

About half an hour later, Shen Lang knocked on the door of Huang Bo's office with a few pages of script.

"Mr. Huang, this is the script!"

"Hmm...... Why does this plot look familiar? Wait!Shen Lang, you ......" When Huang Bo opened the script called "Our Youth" and read the beginning, he felt a little familiar inexplicably, and then immediately stared at Shen Lang who was smiling like a ghost.

"Mr. Huang's insights yesterday were really unique, thought-provoking, and I suddenly realized that Mr. Huang's youth was the real script, so I stayed up all night and didn't even eat dinner before I immersed myself in artistic creation...... After all, art comes from life......"

“......”

"Mr. Huang, if you think my script is not bad, why don't you invest in it? I'll shoot it and support the students' dreams, right, it's not much, just two million!"

“......”

"Teacher Huang, one million is also okay!"

“......”

"800,000, no less!"

“......”

"Otherwise, in fact, 700,000 can be filmed ......"

“......”

“......”

........................

Shen Lang left with the script in a gloomy manner.

Huang Bo sighed.

He's really out of recruits, this student......

There is simply no cure......

However, after being speechless for a few minutes, he suddenly felt that the student's script was actually well written.

Maybe you can really shoot?

But......

Such a shameless act is really ......

It's so stuffy!

Never mind......

Half an hour later, there was another knock on the door of Huang Bo's office.

Shen Lang walked in with a smile and shamelessness.

"Teacher Huang?"

"What to do!"

"Actually, 300,000 can also shoot ......"

"Shen Lang, if you want to shoot this script, whatever you want, but I won't invest, and I won't help you get investment!"

"In addition to investment, can Mr. Huang help me?"

"Principled issues can't be done, others can be ......"

"Why don't you play a role?"

"???" Huang Bo's face was as wonderful as opening a soy sauce shop.

"Mr. Huang, you have to help me, you know, I want to be a big director in my dreams, my family is poor, hey, and I am wandering in Yanjing alone, and no one helps, I ...... It's hard for me, you know, it's difficult for rural children to chase their dreams, for example, like you, Mr. Huang, you have experienced many ups and downs, and finally saw the rainbow ......"

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it......" Huang Bo heard Shen Lang's praise, and goosebumps were about to rise.

"You promised?"

"Shen Lang, I can't promise you, but I will think about it! However, don't be too hopeful, I can only say that I will consider. ”

"Okay, Mr. Huang, by the way, the mouse in my dormitory is broken, I see you use two mice, why don't you borrow one from me and use it first......?"

“......”

“......”