……

Cao Fang was inexplicably a little weak-hearted.

Maybe Tian Anbang and his grandfather are the same age, for fear that after Tian Anbang heard his words, he would put on an elder posture and say a few words like 'be a good person'.

"Remember to knock on the door the next time you come in. Cao Fang said.

To his surprise, Tian Anbang didn't say anything, waved his hand half-deadly, found a chair and sat down, leaning there weakly, "This Director Qin is too annoying, I'm a little tired, anyway, there's nothing to do with me outside, rest for a while." ”

Then he collapsed in the chair like mud with a big belly.

Cao Fang let Mo out, and then the makeup artist came in to help him remove his makeup, and when he was done, he found that Tian Anbang was still there, and he actually snored, and he walked over to wake him up.

But looking at the scrawny Tian Anbang's weirdly big belly, Cao Fangfang always felt that there was something wrong with it, and in his impression, this belly was big and small for a while, like inflation.

Before he could shout, the old man woke up by himself and swallowed, "Well, how long have I been asleep?"

Cao Fang estimated, "Soon, less than half an hour." ”

"Hmm, did you finish work today?" Tian Anbang rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked.

"Not yet, there will be two night scenes later. Cao Fang looked at the gray-haired old man, tired day by day, and a little compassionate: "Hey, it's none of your business anyway, I'll find someone to send you back to the hotel first." ”

Tian Anbang was a little wooden, probably because he had just woken up, he was in a daze, and nodded: "Well, okay, I'm old, and I'm a little physically exhausted with the group." ”

Cao Fang frowned: "Then don't come every day, confirm with the director at night, if there is nothing that needs to be temporarily modified, you don't come to the scene......"

"Heh......" Tian Anbang was noncommittal, Cao Yifang didn't know that Qin Lei, a little rabbit cub, had many mothers-in-law, and there would be many inspirations in the on-site shooting, sometimes it was the director's idea, sometimes it was the actor's idea, if there was no screenwriter with the group, it would be fine, the director decided how to adjust it, but now that there are people available, it is natural to make the best use of it.

If there is really only one screenwriter on the Cao side, with his popularity and temper, the director really doesn't dare to toss like this.

……

Warm orange light shines in front of the desk.

There are many pieces of script manuscript paper scattered on the table, most of them are machine-typed A4 paper, on which they draw in circles and make fine notes, and a few are handwritten manuscripts, and the pen handwriting is thin but not messy, vigorous and powerful.

The small eye protection lamp is Tian Anbang's own belongings, he is old, he is not used to using the computer, and he has always been handwritten, and then copied to the computer document after writing.

The sparse white hair shines in the light.

Gradually, the old man who was fighting at night was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and his head hung lower and lower, lower and lower......

There was a knock on the door, "Old man, didn't you sleep?"

Tian Anbang woke up suddenly, wiped his son, got up to open the door, but saw Cao Fang carrying two paper bags, and said with a smile: "I know that you have to change the script tonight, so I will bring you some supper and treat me to apologize." ”

Tian Anbang was in a very bad spirit, and he wanted to make a joke and scold him, but when he saw Cao Yifang sneaking in the supper, he suddenly had no idea.

The old man smiled, his face like a dry riverbed, wrinkled and cracked, full of signs of aging.

"Hey, I don't eat fried food, it's unhealthy at night. ”

Seeing Cao Yifang take out beer and fried chicken nuggets from the bag, Tian Anbang remembered the doctor's instructions and decisively refused.

"What's the hurry, this is mine!" Cao Yifang took out a large paper bowl from another bag, lifted the lid, and the aroma of the porridge was fragrant: "This is yours, the elderly stomach porridge, with pork liver and wolfberry, blood nourishment, the most suitable for an elderly writer like you......"

"Yo yo yo, the young man has grown up, and finally knows how to respect the elderly?" Tian Anbang smiled, he was indeed a little hungry, and hurriedly picked up the bowl and took a sip, "Hmm!

Then put it aside, "It's just a little hot, I'll drink it cool." ”

Cao Yifang was not polite to him, found a place to sit down, and ate fried chicken on the spot, "Then you are busy with yours, I will leave after eating, if there is anything you need to ask me, the editor-in-chief, you can quickly speak." ”

"Really. Tian Anbang sat down at the writing desk again, squinted his presbyopia and approached the manuscripts: "Xiao Guanhai's scenes have to be added, and other scenes have to be reduced, I deleted some side details, but the number of episodes is still exceeded, in order to prevent the main plot from being cut in the later stage, it is better for us to take the initiative to delete the script...... What do you think, it's better to delete any scenes?"

Cao Fangfang had obviously thought about it a long time ago, and did not hesitate: "Emotional drama! Delete my emotional drama!"

"Well, it's the same thing. Tian Anbang turned his head and looked at him with a smile: "Hey, then don't you have fewer opportunities to perform? Everyone has to add dramas, and you delete the scenes for yourself? Why are you a thunderstorm?"

"It's the first time I'm writing a screenplay, and it's not so much that I have the opportunity to express myself, but to make the whole story look as smooth as possible. Cao Yifang was also telling the truth, "I think about it, my emotional line is too much, in an anti-Japanese spy war drama, as soon as there are many such emotional dramas, the audience is easy to jump the scene, so ...... Forget it, you look at the deletion. ”

"Okay, I'll take a look......" Tian Anbang frowned and thought hard.

"After eating, Mr. Tian, you are slowly busy, remember to rest early, I'll go back to sleep." Cao Fang waved goodbye.

"Wait!" Tian Anbang said unhappily: "You come back to me!"

Cao Fang went and returned, "What? What else do you want me to take care of?"

Tian Anbang was angry and funny, "Why are you so relieved, is this your book or mine?

Cao Fang didn't think about it, and showed a flattering smile: "I believe in your old strength." "I want to slip away again.

Tian Anbang was angry, looking at his back that wanted to slip away, as if he saw a poor student who had been evading homework all year round, and a nameless fire when he was a teacher in the past, he slapped the table suddenly: "You sit down for me!"

Cao Fang sat down reflexively.

Then he reacted and said angrily: "Old man, what are you doing!"

Tian Anbang turned around and regained his indifferent face: "You just watch here, just half an hour, I will discuss the details of the modification with you...... Just half an hour. ”

Cao Fang thought that the old man was bored alone and wanted to pull someone on his back, anyway, his sleep time was still sufficient recently, so he agreed.

Half an hour is half an hour.

……

As a result, a few days passed, and he soon realized that something was wrong.

Why does this take half an hour every day?!

"I helped you revise the first draft of the script, but you still have a lot of narration and mental activities left in it, you see, I keep these things because I am too lazy to care, but I have to tell you, your script is the screen, and the text you have to think about writing is all to be presented on the screen...... Distinguish between the script and other genres. ”

"Have you ever heard of the three taboos of the script? The first taboo is that the script is written, or even written as prose......

Cao Fang sat on the side and listened with a headache, he found that Tian Anbangsai gave him more and more private goods, and couldn't help but say: "Old man, do you think that my writing is too bad, so you want to teach me a lesson? Then can we go up again in the future? Don't do it during filming......"