What could Cao Fang say, he could only show that he was listening with a focused expression.

Actually, he wasn't interested at all.

He has always lacked interest in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, or he is not very interested in almost all historical dramas, and he treats both ancient and modern China and foreign countries equally. In terms of film and television dramas, he likes to look forward far more than backwards, so his favorability for sci-fi dramas that look at the future is much higher than historical dramas that look back on the past.

"That's the case, the marriage between Zhuge Liang and his daughter-in-law Huang Yueying is not described in almost all Three Kingdoms literature and film and television works. ”

Talking about the script he wanted to create, Tian Anbang was simply radiant, more than ten years younger, and said with drool: "They tend to portray Zhuge Kongming as a half-immortal image of great wisdom and near demons, with no personal affairs, and even more lazy to be emotional, I have a little more portrayal of this aspect in my script, I want him to be a person first." ”

Cao Fang couldn't help but want to express his opinion, but seeing that he hadn't spoken yet, he couldn't help but not speak.

"I checked the historical data, when Zhuge Liang last came out of Qishan, Huang Yueying was still alive, I want Zhuge Liang to be romantic for the first time and for the last time before leaving" Speaking ......of this, Tian Anbang's entire face wrinkles were stretched, and his eyes contained a wine-like smile: "Pick a bouquet of flowers for her, a bouquet of ...... A bouquet of ...... Seasonal flowers. ”

"Is it necessary?" Although Cao Fang is not very interested, he has watched all the film and television dramas in his previous life, and his thoughts may be a little preconceived: "It is not that there are no children in the Three Kingdoms, but the reason why all film and television works, whether it is literary works, is that Zhuge Liang is given a description of his private life, is to make him completely responsible for making suggestions, that is, to make him a symbol of a wise man, and also a symbol of a loyal minister who has done his best to die." ”

Tian Anbang listened to him very patiently, Cao Fang thought for a moment, and said: "The Three Kingdoms is a man's play, there is no need for many emotional lines, and there are also people in charge of children's love, Lu Bu and Diao Chan, Zhou Yu and Xiao Qiao, etc...... Is it necessary to make an extra move to shape the demi-immortal into a mortal?"

"And...... Isn't it a little too cheesy?"

"That's what I thought, young man. Tian Anbang was rarely serious, pulling the table with chopsticks, and his eyes seemed to float far away: "There is nothing to say about the great wisdom and the demon, Zhuge Liang was mythologized in the romance, this is no problem, I won't let him become confused, he is still a smart half-immortal and half-demon, but in addition, how to make his efforts and sacrifices more moving and powerful?"

Tian Anbang slowly put down his chopsticks and patted the table hard: "Then he must be a flesh-and-blood person first!"

Cao Fang thought about it seriously, could it be that he fell into a trap.

"Mortals, who have refined their hearts and can do what others cannot, can become saints...... This is a very heavy and painful practice, how can it be lightly brushed aside. ”

Tian Anbang continued: "The so-called classics are those that can withstand repeated re-creation in order to be called classics. There are too many blank spaces in the romance, and the screenwriter needs to make up for it himself. I thought...... Zhuge Liang is indeed a boring person in terms of love, there are few people in this world who can take care of career and family, he is Liu Bei's humerus minister, he must not be a good husband, a good father, he owes the family a lot...... Of course, in those days, it didn't matter. ”

Cao Fang is still very sensitive to people's emotional changes, he looked at Tian Anbang's expression, and always felt that he didn't say that he was a historical figure, but a person closer to the real one.

"In the previous plot, I will pass over the relationship between Zhuge Liang and Huang Yueying, so that the audience feels relaxed and natural, as if an idle pen, just to describe Huang Yueying's smart and sensible, not arguing or making trouble, she is a good and virtuous helper, but she has no weight, not eye-catching, just like a utensil at home, it is very good to put it, no bad or bad. ”

Tian Anbang stopped all his small movements, perhaps because of the lack of rest, and there were some bloodshots in his slightly cloudy eyes: "Zhuge Liang was busy with himself, the two of them respected each other for decades, and when it came to the last expedition, he knew that he might not be able to come back, so he went to pick a bunch of wild moon seasons and gave them to the wife and mother at home, no need to say anything, no need to be romantic, that is not what Zhuge Liang should do, so he handed it to her and told her that he was leaving, as in the past, every time he went on the expedition, he explained the trivial things at home." ”

And then he never looked back. ”

The old man closed his old eyes and said movingly: "That bouquet of flowers is the only romantic time in Lao Zhuge in his life, just give Huang Yueying once, and it is not in vain that she has served Kong Ming all her life." ”

Cao Fang was inexplicably uncomfortable to listen to, he is really a person with a particularly popular aesthetic and taste, and in the Three Kingdoms, the person he admires the most is Zhuge Liang.

He no longer argued about whether this was redundant, he just thought: "It is said that Huang Yueying is a talented woman, if Zhuge Liang wants to send it, he has to send her the flowers she likes, will the moon season be too vulgar?

"Actually...... I'm not afraid of your jokes. Tian Anbang's face relaxed, and he smiled: "It's my mother-in-law who likes roses." ”

"Uh...... That's right. Cao Fang also smiled, he didn't know what to call it, thought about it, and said: "Then don't you substitute the work, it seems to be Tanabata in two weeks, you buy a bouquet and send it to your aunt, it's very convenient for you to go online shopping." ”

Tian Anbang waved his hand and wrote lightly: "Hey! she died early!"

Cao Fangfang's smile instantly petrified...... This old man doesn't play cards according to the routine, don't blame him for talking nonsense, it's really Tian Anbang's previous appearance, and he can't tell that he is a widow at all!

Isn't it okay to mention the grief of the deceased! You smile so happily that it's misleading!

Seeing that Cao Fang was a little embarrassed, Tian Anbang smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, both of us are open-minded people." She told me back then, live well when you are alive, and you are not in a hurry when you die, we are not taboo about this, don't take it seriously. ”

said so, but Cao Fang was a mature person after all, and it was somewhat impossible to continue talking about people in the past life like this. In the end, he didn't make any more comments about himself, how you like to write, how to write, whatever flowers you want.

The final comment was: "This paragraph is very good, at least I am very moved to listen to it." ”

Tian Anbang is very happy.

"That's what I'll write about then!"

They discussed for a while, talking about Tian Anbang's deep impression of Cao Yifang when he played Cao Cao, Tian Anbang was very emotional: "I watched and pondered repeatedly at the beginning, and in the last scene, Cao Cao sang a short song and walked slowly to his bed, the more difficult it became, and Cao Pi went to the other side, wearing the emperor's crown, walking towards the throne, and walking faster and faster...... This kind of montage of time and space presented in the stage play is very shocking, father and son look at each other, and then one sleeps suddenly, and the other ascends the throne as the emperor......"

The old man said that he was up, clapping his hands and exclaiming: "In the end, Cao Cao's singing is that worries come from it, and they cannot be cut off...... Repeat this sentence until you breathe. I can't help but wonder if the world has mistaken him Cao Mengde......"

Cao Fang held back a smile for a long time, this feeling of being praised by the old professor made him very comfortable, and finally, he couldn't help but say, "Amazing, right?"

Tian Anbang slapped the table without thinking about it and said: "Amazing! I want to meet the screenwriter! Let's discuss it well! Maybe I can add some extra genius to my script! If only I could ...... it."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and saw Cao Fangfang posing in a strange pose.

With his right fist against his head and his elbow resting on the table, his gaze naturally drooping, he posed as a thinker, but his left thumb was pointing at his face from afar, with an intoxicating smile on the corner of his mouth.

Tian Anbang was speechless for a while, and looked at him for a while: "Cramps?"