After everyone said goodbye at the door of the restaurant, Li Qian proposed to send Han Shunzhang and them home, but Han Shunzhang politely refused, and after Li Qian and Lu Bin drove away, Han Shunzhang held the travel bag tightly in his arms and silently walked in the direction of his residence.

Neither of them mentioned whether to take a taxi or not, so they walked slowly in the shade of the tree.

Passing by a small supermarket on the side of the street, Han Shunzhang went in and bought a pack of cigarettes and a lighter and came out, Zhu Mingyu wanted to pick up the travel bag, Han Shunzhang waved his hand to stop her, "Shen, I'll take it!", and then lit a cigarette as he walked, and continued to walk forward in silence.

Although it was a hot day in July, it was noon, but there was a slight breeze and it was not too hot under the shade of the trees. Of course, when I came to take a taxi, I didn't feel that the road was far away, and I walked back at this time, but in just ten minutes, both of them were so hot that they were sweating.

Han Shunzhang smoked two cigarettes in a row, and finally threw the cigarette butt, stepped on it, and was about to continue walking, when he looked up and saw the bus stop in front of him, he realized that he had already walked out of three or four stops.

He thought about it, raised his hand and looked at his watch, "Ahh ”

This time, Zhu Mingyu didn't rush to pick it up, she looked down at the package of materials, and then looked up at Han Shunzhang and said, "Otherwise, make a call, don't go, at least don't go today." ”

Han Shunzhang obviously hesitated for a moment, but soon, he shook his head, firmly handed over the travel bag, and said, "I still have to go, no matter what, I have to finish the lessons in the past few days and leave time for others to find a new teacher." ”

Zhu Mingyu was helpless and took the travel bag.

Han Shunzhang thought about it. I handed him the cigarette and lighter in my pocket, "I've smoked five cigarettes today." ”

Zhu Mingyu smiled and took it over.

Seeing her laughing, Han Shunzhang also smiled and said, "Go ahead." It's weirdly hot outside, let's go back quickly!" While speaking, a bus came from the bus stop and stopped at the stop sign, Han Shunzhang turned his head to look at it, and said, "I'm going to take the bus." Then he was about to run over, but he ran two steps, but Zhu Mingyu suddenly called him, "Shunzhang." ”

Han Shunzhang stopped. Look at it.

Zhu Mingyu walked over, a little distracted, and after a while, he looked up and asked, "You seem to be ...... Not too happy?"

Han Shunzhang smiled, shook his head and said, "No." I'm very happy, I'm glad that Qian'er can think of coming to me when she has something, it's worthy of me, not to mention. He's also got you a job that I think would be a good fit for you, which is good. ”

The bus stops for a moment. Seeing that no one got into the car, he quickly drove away.

Zhu Mingyu looked at him, his eyes lit up slightly.

The two looked at each other for a moment, she lowered her head, looked at the travel bag in her hand, and reached out to pat it. He looked up and said to Han Shunzhang: "This opportunity is rare, you know better than me how rare it is, so, promise me, no matter what." After reading the outline and the storyboard, no matter what you really think, just agree to the job first, okay?"

Han Shunzhang fell silent when he heard this.

Zhu Mingyu continued: "Qian'er is a talented person, you and I both know this, and he has to do things, and his connections are not comparable to us, so maybe he is indeed too young, too confident, a little too confident, he wants to make a TV series, it will be a little sloppy, but you must know that he may not necessarily fail." Even with his current ability, if he wants to direct a film independently, there must be many shortcomings, and in the end, the effect may not be completely satisfactory to himself and the buyer, but you know, he will definitely be able to sell it!"

After a pause, he added: "And, to be honest, even if the final film comes out, it's very bad, and with his connections and popularity, it's hard to sell, then he's not afraid of losing money!

Han Shunzhang looked up at her.

After a while, she said: "I know that you are a responsible person for doing things, especially Qian'er is still your friend, but this time and again, I think you should not be affected by the previous two dramas." Maybe for Li Qian, this drama represents a dream and an attempt for him, and if it fails, it can be regarded as a setback at most, and he can start all over again, but for us, if there is no such play, then the next one, the next opportunity like this, may be a long time later, or it may never be. There are never many opportunities in this circle...... Do you understand what I mean?"

Han Shunzhang nodded, and after a moment, he smiled.

Then, he turned around to leave, took two steps and stood down, looked back at Zhu Mingyu, and said, "Xiao Yu, I understand what you mean, but if I do that, am I still a friend ......of Qian'er?"

He smiled, "Is it still me?"

Zhu Mingyu pursed his lips, shrugged, and sighed when he heard this.

"Okay, I'll say it for nothing. ”

As she spoke, she raised her head and pointed to the bus stop sign, "933 is coming, hurry up!"

Han Shunzhang smiled, turned around and ran over.

…………

A large class is an hour and a half, with a break of 10 minutes allowed in between.

The training class that Han Shunzhang is in is relatively reliable among the many various art training classes in Shuntianfu.

The organizer is at least a person in the circle, and it is said that he has also worked as an assistant director in a certain TV series, so the family held such a training course in his name, and, it should be said, although the fees of this training class are also extremely expensive, but at least, he is more or less a little conscientious, and the students are still a little picky, so that they will not know that other children's children have no future or just pay the money.

Han Shunzhang's class is taught very carefully.

He could feel that the thirty or so students in the class, ranging from fourteen or fifteen to thirty or forty years old, although at least half of them were listless in class, it was said that they usually ran to act, and came to read the training class, just to add some qualifications to themselves, so they didn't study very seriously, but at least. There are also more than a dozen students who really like to learn art and performance, and when they take his classes, they are also very serious about integrating into his teaching.

Well, yes, Han Soon-jang University has an undergraduate degree in photography. The graduate student is a director, but he comes to teach, but he teaches acting - there is really no way to do this, he came out temporarily to find a job after filming the last movie, and it is not easy to enter a slightly more formal film and television school for the time being, so he can only find this kind of pheasant training class, and the training class is full of people, of course, who come to learn acting. In these years, you can only become a big star by learning acting!

It's hot. In the classroom of the borrowed middle school, although there is a large ceiling fan, the heat still fills every inch of air in the classroom, and the students and teachers are sweating on their foreheads.

Today's talk is about how actors should capture their sense of position in front of the camera, this lesson is a bit too professional and not too vivid and interesting. But Han Shunzhang combines his knowledge of learning photography and directing, as well as his field observation on the set for most of the past six months. I memorized the lessons carefully, so there were still many students who listened to them with relish.

Of course, some students have fallen asleep.

Han Shunzhang found out who was asleep, so he excused himself when he walked off the podium and passed by his table. Knock it on the table.

At this time, the cicadas outside the window sang loudly.

Han Shunzhang didn't seem to be affected by the meal at noon and the huge opportunity contained in that travel bag, his class was just like his person. The plate is upright and tightly fitted.

It was only during the break, when everyone had gone out to move and it was convenient, that he sat on the bench at the back of the classroom, and he showed a hint of distraction—he wanted to smoke, but he didn't touch it, so he had to give up.

After class at four o'clock in the afternoon, he didn't go to say hello to the principal in advance, but just hurried home. However, when he got home, he calmed down again, and didn't say a word about the play, just calmly washed vegetables and cooked with Zhu Mingyu, and waited for dinner, and then said: "I read the script in the living room at night, you go to sleep first." ”

Zhu Mingyu smiled when he heard this, glanced at the travel bag on the painting case, and said with a smile: "I couldn't help it, I secretly flipped through the script in the afternoon, do you want me to spoil it with you?"

Spoilers, the most annoying.

Han Shunzhang hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't bring this!"

Zhu Mingyu laughed and looked confident, which also made Han Shunzhang subconsciously understand: Maybe Li Qian's slightly immature age does not necessarily mean that this play is unreliable.

So, after eating, Zhu Mingyu went to clean up the kitchen, and Han Shunzhang finally sat down in front of the painting case, opened the travel bag, and took out the script of "The Legend of the New White Lady".

He reads things carefully, and has to look back and forth many times, so as to know the characters, clues, plot advancement, background setting, etc. of the script.

So, this time, he went from six o'clock when the sky was still bright to half past eleven in the evening.

When he came back to his senses with a long breath, he actually found that Zhu Mingyu hadn't slept yet.

He put down the script and stretched, "Don't you be beautiful today? Don't you sleep so late?" After five or six hours of sitting at the desk, his eyes were a little sour at this time, and his back was even more sore, but he was surprisingly energetic, and his mood was obviously good, and he actually had the heart to joke with Zhu Mingyu, and said: "Who said a few days ago that women sleep more are actually saving money on cosmetics?"

However, Zhu Mingyu's words have always been smarter than him, and as soon as his voice fell, Zhu Mingyu had already replied: "I am an artist, and artists don't stay up late, what else is they called?"

Han Shunzhang was about to get up and walk around, and he couldn't help but laugh when he heard the words.

At this time, he was walking back and forth in the narrow room, moving his hands and feet, but Zhu Mingyu had already gotten up from the sofa and tossed in the kitchen.

Han Shunzhang's mind was still on the script, but when he heard the movement, he still shouted, "I'm not hungry, don't toss." ”

Raising his wrist to look at his watch as he spoke, he exclaimed, "Yo, it's almost twelve o'clock!"

After a while, Zhu Mingyu actually dragged a plate of cut watermelons out of the kitchen, and said with a smile: "Let me ask you again, are you hungry?"

Han Shunzhang smiled, "When did you buy the watermelon?

Zhu Mingyu put the plate on the table and shook his head helplessly, "When you look at the script, can you still have me in your eyes? I went out to buy it after eating just now, and I knew that it would be midnight when you finished reading, so let's eat a watermelon." Beat the heat. ”

So the two of them went to the table and sat down and ate watermelon.

While eating, Zhu Mingyu kept looking up at him.

It didn't take long for Han Shunzhang to find out, he couldn't help but smile and said, "What do you want to ask?"

Zhu Mingyu also laughed, "Don't you have anything to tell me?"

Han Shunzhang thought about it. After eating the watermelon in his hand, he said: "This book is still very good, and the character structure is particularly successful, although I personally think it's ......."

"Stop!"

Before he could continue his tirade, Zhu Mingyu had already waved his hand to interrupt him and said, "Put away your set first, and I'll ask you, if it's you." What do you think of this play? As a director, do you have feelings and ideas for this play?"

Han Shunzhang thought about it when he heard this, nodded, and said, "This is a good show." ”

Zhu Mingyu smiled more and more easily when he heard this, "Isn't that the end? Is there a perfect thing in this world?" "The Legend of the White Snake" is an old drama and a new story, which is attractive in itself, I remember that Huaxia TV seems to have filmed "The Legend of the White Snake" once, it should have been when I was very young. But I saw it, and it was considered a classic at the time. Now after more than 20 years, people younger than us probably don't know that there was a TV series called "The Legend of the White Snake", so it's time to remake it now!"

There was a pause. She couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "From this point of view, Li Qian is indeed smart! With these three words of the White Snake, this drama has an unlimited future." Coupled with the story thread that Qian'er came up with, it has always been compact from beginning to end, and there is such a beautiful character structure. You're still looking for shortcomings.,Please.,Let you write it yourself.,Before you see this book.,Can you write a book of this level?"

Han Shunzhang thought about it when he heard this, and couldn't help but shake his head, "I can't write." ”

Zhu Mingyu shrugged when he heard this.

But then, Han Shunzhang said: "But I can't write it, it doesn't mean that his book is flawless, and it doesn't mean that I can't put forward my views and opinions while admiring Qian'er's creative ability, right?

Zhu Mingyu sighed when he heard this, he didn't eat watermelon anymore, he simply supported his hands and watched helplessly as he was about to start a tirade.

At this time, Han Shunzhang really said: "Moreover, even if this book is perfect, but Qian'er is young after all, he went to the film academy to learn photography, and it has only been two years, and you know, he is very busy, purely in terms of study time, the time he pays is not comparable to Lu Bin and them!"

After a pause, he said a little entangledly: "It's a pity, if this book is put in a few years, when Qian'er graduates, he has also filmed two dramas, and he has a little experience and team in his hands, and then he will shoot this scene at that time, I think the grasp should be greater, maybe it will be an instant hit, but now...... Alas,The book is very good.,I'm entangled again.,I'm really afraid that he'll shoot such a good book!"

Zhu Mingyu rolled his eyes and couldn't help but interrupt him, "Brother, people are looking for you to be a big housekeeper, and they are asking you to take care of the crew, not to let you be a producer!"

Han Shunzhang looked at her when he heard this, sighed, but still said: "Okay, judging from this book, this drama is indeed worth doing." But...... I'm going to talk to him when I go back, and I have some ideas, and I must say them. ”

Zhu Mingyu sighed helplessly, waved his hand, and said, "Okay, I was going to stop you, but looking at you like this, I guess you must have finished reading his storyboard tonight." Gotcha, look, I'm going to sleep after I'm done with the watermelon! But mind you, don't let him scare you!"

Han Shunzhang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then immediately laughed, "Scare me?"

Zhu Mingyu pursed his lips, shrugged his shoulders, and stopped talking.

At this moment, the curiosity in Han Shunzhang's heart came up all of a sudden.

At this time, of course, he wanted to ask Zhu Mingyu if he had even read the storyboard script in the bag, but after thinking about it, he still felt that it was better to see it himself.

In fact, during the lunch meal, Li Qian solemnly mentioned the storyboard script, and said that he drew it one by one by himself, and Han Shunzhang could feel his intentions. Don't mention anything else, draw a sub-shot for a TV series, and there are more than 1,300 pictures in one picture, just this seriousness and hard work is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

It's just that...... Looking at what Zhu Mingyu means, she seems to have more confidence in that storyboard script than in this script?

Curious, Han Shunzhang didn't even want to eat the watermelon, so he simply wiped his mouth and hands, and then got up and walked back.

Zhu Mingyu is simply too familiar with his style of doing things. So I didn't even call him, and while I continued to eat the watermelon by myself, I glanced at the painting case in the living room from time to time.

Han Shunzhang took out a thick stack of copies with curiosity and began to look at them from the beginning.

Soon, Zhu Mingyu saw that his face seemed to change color.

From a slight nod of appreciation, to a sudden widening of the eyes. His expression was surprised, and then, the expression on his face became excited unconsciously, and every time he turned a new page, his movements became more and more gentle.

Zhu Mingyu felt that he was about to eat enough, but he was surprisingly cool.

When she ate the last piece, she couldn't stop stuffing, and she was still gulping, and then shouting at the other side while eating. "His painting style is so amazing, I can't imagine that there are people in the world who can paint like this! It's so ugly that I can't look at it!"

Over there, Han Shunzhang was very attentive, and when he heard the words, he didn't even raise his head, and subconsciously turned straight, and retorted seriously while watching: "Split shots, it's not really painting, just be able to clearly show the director's intentions! Don't look at his painting skills." But I'll tell you, it's the level of this storyboard. Especially his layering of each shot in the scene, there are really not many people in the domestic director circle who can reach this level!"

After a pause, he sighed with a lot of emotion, "It's a movie shot, but that's it." ”

But on the contrary. Zhu Mingyu finished eating the watermelon over there, and said another sentence that was obviously a pole raise, "Please, brother, I'm engaged in art." It's a study of film aesthetics, don't look at him to make the layering of the lens like that, but in fact, when it comes to filming, the requirements for lighting are too high, and the requirements for the set are also very high, and it is actually difficult to achieve it when it is really filmed!"

Han Shunzhang was completely immersed in the "extremely ugly" storyboard script, and he didn't realize that Zhu Mingyu was ridiculing himself, and retorted seriously when he heard the words: "It's not like this, it's not! As long as you work hard, you can always do a good job, this lighting group can't work, we can change to another lighting group! To make something, you have to look like this, from the beginning, from the beginning, from the beginning, you have to think about it well!"

After a pause, he said very seriously: "Qian'er's storyboard is really ...... Beautiful, beautiful! It seems that he has really worked hard! If he didn't know the whole drama and understand the intention of every shot, he wouldn't have done things so clearly, so beautiful!"

Before he could finish speaking, at the other end of the dining table, Zhu Mingyu suddenly burst out laughing.

Han Shunzhang frowned at first, but in the end, he couldn't help but turn his head to look over, seeing Zhu Mingyu laughing so exaggeratedly, he couldn't help frowning, but after a while, he seemed to think of something, he was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly shook his head and laughed.

Then, he waved his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, you go to bed quickly, don't make trouble!"

Zhu Mingyu rolled his eyes, "Yes, I'm going to be a troublemaker again!"

Han Shunzhang smiled, and he had already lowered his head again.

The palm of the hand pressed gently on the copy paper, as if the copy was the most precious thing in the world today, as if he was afraid that his own strength would damage it a little more, and the eyes were also shining, but his eyes were staring at the crude painting in front of him, and he was reluctant to look away for even a moment, but his face was already full of admiration and admiration.

This night, the lights in the living room of the Han family's cottage were on all night.

This night, Han Shunzhang, who has always been quiet and steady, while looking at things, still made some messy noises in his mouth from time to time - some are okay, at least they can be understood, such as "Okay! This place is good!", and "Beautiful!", and so on, but there are some that they can't understand at all, and they can only be understood and cannot be spoken.

"Tsk!"

"Hmm!"

"Hmm!"

"Huh?"

"Oh!"

This night, he used up almost all the tone particles!

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I don't know if it's past twelve o'clock, but I still have to say a few more words and ask: It's May Day soon, do you think I need to compete for the monthly ticket list? )