Han Mingjin looked at the students below and said half-loudly: "I personally think that screenwriting is a great profession. I don't have any right to get you to accept my ideas, but I can use them as a reference. Shooting a film, whether it is the director, actors, cinematographers or lighting, so the process is carried out according to the script. And the creativity of directors and actors also relies on the script. But what is the basis for the production of the script? It is life, it is experience. That is to say, in all the processes of the entire film, only the production of the script is a process from scratch. ”

Suddenly, a classmate raised his hand, and Han Mingjin smiled and signaled. The classmate stood up: "Han Mingjinxi, I know that you are an excellent screenwriter, even a writer. But I'd like to ask you if you're being too subjective? Is the screenwriter really more important than the director and the actors, as you say?"

Han Mingjin waited for the classmate to sit down, shook his head with a smile, and said, "I said that this is just my personal opinion. And do you have any specific rebuttals to what I just said?" another student raised his hand and stood up: "Maybe you're right, but as you said, it's usually the general environment in the film industry where directors and actors are more important. ”

Han Mingjin said: "That's right, that's exactly what I'm going to say next." Han Mingjin stood up and walked slowly on the stairs: "An operator in an automobile factory must operate in strict accordance with every link. A mistake means that the processing has failed. But entertainment is different from art, and if you want to succeed, you have to take an unusual path...... Sorry, maybe a bit off topic. ”

The professor suddenly interjected: "No, I'm listening very carefully." Han Mingjin smiled and nodded to the professor in thanks: "Aside from the question of whether the screenwriter is really important." But what I'm trying to say is, should you follow the path of someone else?"

Passing by the fat girl's side, Han Mingjin smiled and returned the pen he had just borrowed from her. The fat girl took it with an excited face, but saw Han Mingjin turn around and walk down: "The general environment is like this, it doesn't mean that this must be right." Art is style. Otherwise, you'll just go with the flow. ”

Just as Han Mingjin was about to continue to say something, a boy suddenly stood up and interrupted him: "We all know this. But how do you present your own style, you can't just talk about it, right?"

The students were in an uproar, and this attitude seemed to be a little unfriendly. Han Mingjin looked at the boy curiously, and suddenly laughed playfully: "I remember, you are the classmate who just refused to help me pass the note to Sister Xu Xian, right?"

The fat girl chuckled, then looked at the boy angrily. The crowd laughed and pointed at the boy and talked about it. Xu Xian turned his head to look at him curiously, and he was hurriedly saying something, but when he saw Xu Xian's clear eyes, he was a little dodgy for a while.

Han Mingjin stepped forward and pressed his shoulder to let him sit down, which relieved his embarrassment. However, this did not make him have any gratitude to Han Mingjin: "Han Mingjinxi, you haven't answered my question yet." Han Mingjin nodded: "Don't worry." In my eyes, Sister Xu Xian is more important than movies and giving you speeches, so let me thank you for defending Sister Xu Xian so much as a classmate. ”

Han Mingjin bowed slightly, but the surrounding classmates were not dissatisfied because they were not as important as Xu Xian, but collectively screamed as if they all knew Han Mingjin's style. Seo Hyun covered his mouth and smiled embarrassedly. When the boy subconsciously returned the salute, he saw Xu Xian's eyes looking at Han Mingjin, and his fists slowly clenched.

Han Mingjin's eyes flashed a hint of change, and he turned his head and walked down casually: "Of course, the style will not be said to exist." When people are new to new things, their most instinctive reaction is to imitate. Then, in imitation, you slowly become familiar with it and become a part of your surroundings. In the end, the opportunity to establish a style arises. It's a necessary process. What is different from the surroundings after crossing this link is not called style, but can only be called weird. ”

Han Mingjin looked at the boy: "But I'm sorry, everyone's path to establishing a style is the same, but when you have me can't guarantee it." If a style can be mass-produced, it can't be called a style anymore. ”

The handsome boy was about to speak, when the professor suddenly stepped forward and said, "What Han Mingjin said makes sense. Yin Zhongxianxi, please take a good look at it. Don't jump to conclusions. The boy named Yin Zhongxian hurriedly bowed and nodded, and then did not speak again.

Seeing that Yin Zhongxian stopped talking, the professor immediately looked at Han Mingjin with a smile: "I want to ask you a question." Not to mention the attitude of the screenwriting industry that is recognized by people, but because the screenwriter is only reflected in words, it can only be used as a basis for the creation of directors and actors. Even less relevance to other technology industries is a real problem. I don't know if you've thought about it?"

Han Mingjin frowned and thought about it, then turned his head to look at the professor: "Guy Ritchie's film is not unfamiliar, right?" The professor nodded: "A representative of the new generation of British directors, known for his cool shots and fast editing. Han Mingjin smiled and dragged the professor to the computer: "The editing work usually starts later in the film. Since everyone thinks that scripts have nothing to do with other technical industries, I'll show you a live show...... Professor Xi, can you just find a script to come up with?"

The crowd chuckled, and the professor laughed and accepted the strange name, manipulating the mouse to find a script and click on it. The students at the bottom look at the text on the big screen connected to the computer.

1, 2 - The mysterious universe as the background. A mysterious object floats in the universe and cannot see its shape clearly.

3 - Mysterious objects from far to near.

Features. Seeker 1 reveals its full picture and speaks English and Chinese dialogue: Welcome to Earth, our interstellar coordinates are ...... （welcometotheearth…… ）

4 - Exterior location. The entrance to the Pentagon in the United States. (LOOKING UP, CLOSE-UP LOGO)

Int. Office. A young man sits with his back in front of a large screen.

On the big screen, Seeker 1 was seen probing in the universe. The picture is blurry.

The door was pushed open by a hand.

5 – The man sitting in front of the big screen with his back turns around.

A smiling young woman walked in with a yawn.

The man frowned and took off his headset: "Why are you late again?"

The woman sat down beside the man absentmindedly: Isn't it still you? Besides, it has been launched into the universe for ten years, and I haven't seen it send any important information.

6-The man turned to look at the big screen: That said, but this is work, there is nothing to do every day, and the salary is still so much, so you should pay attention to it.

On the big screen, Seeker-1 is still searching aimlessly in the universe.

The woman held a small mirror and looked at her face: Attention? Cut, if I want to say that the government attaches too much importance to this matter, where will there be any aliens, and there will be alien civilizations. Humans are the most terrible species, and it is enough to have him. If you have more, I'm afraid it will be......

7 - The man turned his head with a lewd smile on his face: You don't know this. There are political issues involved.

The woman was stunned, put down the small mirror and looked at the man, with a curious expression: What political issues?

The man continued to look at the big screen: Seeker-1 was secretly developed by the United States, Russia, China, Britain, and Japan ten years ago. Although it is a joint development, the main technology is still in our USA, but the problem of funding is ..... hehe. NOW THAT MYSTERIOUS PEOPLE IN THE EAST ARE VERY RICH, LET THEM PARTICIPATE IN THE ......

The woman looked up: What are we talking about?

8 - Woman's back. The man sits sideways in front of the big screen. A look of shock on his face.

9 - The woman turns back.

Office door. A loud cry rang out: Ah!

Exterior. Look up. The sun rises in the sky. There were dark clouds on the other side.

10 - Two vicious eyes look straight into the darkness.

Han Mingjin clicked on this paragraph of the script and looked up at the students below: "Take this paragraph as an example, the simplest editing technique, the meaning of adjusting the order will be different." It's as if I'm going to ...... this last paragraph."

Suddenly the phone rang, Han Mingjin smiled apologetically, picked up the phone and saw that it was Lin Yun'er. Han Mingjin didn't answer, and looked up at everyone: "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry." So please forgive me. I'll study it with you next time I have the chance. ”

After saying that, Han Mingjin beckoned Xu Xian to leave, and the professor hurriedly stepped forward to stop the students from discussing, and then looked at Han Mingjin and pleaded: "Han Mingjin xi, I know you are very busy." Let's see if you can finish the script and editing before ......."

Han Mingjin looked back at this text on the big screen: "The most basic small template is that you can shoot this text in reverse order, and the effect will be very different from the original version." As for the other methods, you can try to adjust the order, or intersperse two paragraphs together, and the result will be different. ”

After saying that, Han Mingjin smiled and bowed, and left the classroom with Xu Xian. The professor and many students re-read this script according to Han Mingjin's meaning, and after a while, exclamations came and went. The professor watched intently, suddenly ran to the computer, randomly reversed the order of the words, leaned back in his chair with a half-sound, and slowly clapped his hands.

The students looked at each other and applauded. And the applause became more and more enthusiastic, and they seemed to have forgotten that Han Mingjin was no longer here, but they still clapped their hands as hard as if expressing their emotions. It wasn't until the bell rang that the professor came back to his senses and announced the end of class to everyone. And the topic left today is about the relationship between film scripts and editing.

Pulling Xu Xian to the side, Han Mingjin hurriedly picked up the phone: "Sister Yun'er." Lin Yun'er's voice came from the other side: "Ah! let you pick up Xu Xian, you haven't come back yet! You won't elope with her, right?"

Han Mingjin wiped the sweat from his forehead: "What, I went to look for her but was discovered by her classmates." When I wanted to take her away, she pushed her to the front to speak, so ......" Han Mingjin glared at Xu Xian with a snicker, and explained to Lin Yun'er in a curt.

Lin Yun'er paused for a while, and suddenly said with a smile: "Xu Xian has been talking all day long that you don't go to school to see her, and this time I caught you and didn't let you accompany her well." Han Mingjin was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xu Xian with a strange expression: "Did she talk to you about this, why did she never mention it to me?"

Han Mingjin saw that Lin Yun'er was just smiling but didn't speak, shaking his head and dragging Xu Xian away: "Don't worry." Now I'll take her and tell me where it is. Lin Yun'er was silent for a long time and did not speak.

Han Mingjin was stunned for a moment, took the phone away from his ear and looked at it, and found that he hadn't hung up, so he spoke again: "Sister Yun'er, are you there? Hey, I'm not sexy?" Transliteration, you know. Lin Yun'er suddenly said, "No need, I just asked Sister Taeyeon, it seems that it is too late." You can accompany Xu Xian well, that's all. ”

Lin Yuna hung up the phone suddenly. Han Mingjin was stunned for a moment, and sat down in front of the steps next to him with a sigh. Xu Xian squatted in front of him curiously: "Why don't you leave?" Didn't you say that there was an itinerary?" Han Mingjin looked left and right and found that he was in a relatively remote location now.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly turned around and grabbed her and pressed her on his thigh amid Xu Xiandi's screams, raised his hand and slapped it hard on his buttocks.