Chapter 37: Sketch Script

Nortel's annual Mid-Autumn Festival Gala is actually a welcome party, and the programs are performed by freshmen from various departments.

Most of Nortel's students are good at singing and dancing, and the program of the evening party has always been arranged by the students themselves. Zhang Ran has a professional dancer like Zhao Ke in his class, so he didn't need to worry about it, so he directly threw the task to the two squad leaders and started to be the shopkeeper himself.

Of course, Zhang Ran has also watched the two programs in the class, one is Jia Niliang's street dance "Youth Overture", and the other is Zhao Ke's classical dance "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night".

"Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" has professional dancers such as Zhao Ke and Zhang Xinyi, and the quality is very high. Zhang Ran naturally thought that it was Jia Milky that their "Youth Overture" was eliminated, and he didn't care too much: "Jia Milky Liang's dance was almost meaningless, just fight back, and leave the sketch to me!"

Li Xinyue said angrily: "No, it's Zhao Ke and their dance that was beaten back!"

"Spring River Flower Moonlit Night" is led by Zhao Ke, she was originally from the Second Artillery Art Troupe, and she is a member of the Chinese Dancers Association, her level is very high, how can she be beaten back? This is Nortel, not North Dance, the school's dance level is not high enough to eliminate Zhao Ke, right?

Zhang Ran knew that there must be something strange about this, and asked, "Why, what's going on?"

"Dean Huang said that the whole party was full of singing and dancing, and lost the characteristics of the performance department, so he called "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" back, let us take a sketch!"

Zhang Ran frowned, canceled the good show, left almost, and only had three days to let us arrange sketches, which is obviously deliberately giving us small shoes! Huang Zhenyu is really shameless!

Although I am very dissatisfied, now is not the time to worry about this. The leaders of the whole school will be present at the Mid-Autumn Festival party, and if the performance is not good, it will be a shame.

Zhang Ran seemed to be a little choked up when he heard Li Xinyue's voice, and comforted: "Xinyue, don't worry, the sketches can't stop me." Where are you? Let's talk about the sketch!"

"I'm in the office!"

"I'll come right over, you wait for me!"

Zhang Ran trotted all the way to the office, and saw Li Xinyue's eyes red, like a wronged child, how could he have his usual capable appearance.

With Li Xinyue's character, the show was beaten back so that she would not wipe her tears, she should have been wronged. Zhang Ran asked, "Xinyue, have you been criticized?"

"I went to Dean Huang to theorize, but I was scolded, he just put small shoes on us! Forget it, now is not the time to talk about this. Let's think about what to do next, it's only three days, and now we don't even have a script!" Li Xinyue said calmly.

"Don't worry, the script of the sketch is still difficult for me!" Zhang Ran patted his chest and said confidently.

"Do you have a ready-made script in your hand? We only have three days, and I'm afraid it's too late to write the script!" Li Xinyue has read Zhang Ran's script "Time Prisoner", and has absolute trust in his script ability, the key is that there is too little time, only three days.

Zhang Ran saw that Li Xinyue was worried, and smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, although I don't have a ready-made script in my hand, I have a lot of stories in my head! But you have to let me think about it, we have to take a work that makes people speechless, so that some people don't continue to find fault!"

There are a lot of sketches in Zhang Ran's memory, and any sketch of the Spring Festival Gala can make the audience laugh, but these sketches are not suitable for the stage of Nortel, not that this kind of sketch is not good, but Nortel, an art academy, often does not look down on this kind of popular work.

Just like when you were admitted to Nortel's directing department, if the teacher asked you whose work you liked, and if a student said that he liked the work of a Hollywood commercial film director, he would often be considered to have aesthetic problems and would not be able to pass the test.

Nortel has a common problem among literary and artistic youth, likes spring and snow, and looks down on popular culture. If Zhang Ran put Zhao Benshan's sketch on the stage of Nortel, the evaluation he got could only be vulgar and tasteless!

After thinking for a while, Zhang Ran determined the goal, he clicked on the woRD file on the computer and began to type.

Li Xinyue was a little curious about Zhang Ran's script, and when she stretched out her head to see it, the title of the script was five words - Midnight Taxi.

Zhang Ran's typing speed was extremely fast, and in the crackling sound, his fingers flew over, like a butterfly wearing flowers, and Li Xinyue looked stupid directly.

Half an hour later, Zhang Ran raised his head, stretched his waist, and breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"Are you done?" asked Li Xinyue.

"I'm done, how about you take a look?" Zhang Ran pushed the notebook and pushed it in front of Li Xinyue.

Li Xinyue picked up the mouse, looked slowly, and was quickly attracted by the story of the script.

Zhang Ran wrote a very peculiar story, in a taxi, the driver and the passenger completed the reasoning of the two murders through dialogue, and as the story develops, the passenger's identity is gradually revealed, he has just committed a murder before getting into the car, so the driver is in crisis.

"This story is so godly, two murders can be deduced in the taxi, and a new murder is about to happen, and the ending is open-ended, it's wonderful!" Li Xinyue, who read the script, sent down the tense heartstrings, and a bright smile appeared on her face, "Zhang Ran, you are really a genius!"

"If I am asked to do something else, it may not work, but if you want to use a sketch to embarrass me, it is a humiliation!" Zhang Ran said with a smile, and then glanced at Hu Weiguo lightly.

Hu Weiguo knew that Zhang Ran was talking about his uncle, and sneered, I don't believe you can write such a good sketch, besides, my uncle is in the censorship team, waiting to be beaten back again!

Li Xinyue was extremely satisfied with Zhang Ran's script and smiled, but when she thought of Huang Zhenyu, she couldn't laugh anymore, and suggested: "Zhang Ran, we don't have much time, hurry up and hand over the script for review." We will hand it over directly to Dean Su, as long as Dean Su makes a decision, I don't believe that some people will dare to deny it!"

The programs of the Nortel Gala are reviewed by each department first, and then reported to the school, and the school conducts the final review. The acting academy is in charge of Huang Zhenyu, and Zhang Ran's sketch is going to be sent to Huang Zhenyu, and it is likely to be beaten back. Therefore, Li Xinyue suggested sending it directly to Dean Su for review.

Dean Su is the person in charge of the final review team and the vice president of Nortel, as long as he pats the board, Huang Zhenyu will definitely not dare to object.

"Okay, let's go to Dean Su!" Zhang Ran knew that it was taboo to skip the level and report, but Huang Zhenyu was in the first year of junior high school, so he was not afraid to do fifteen.

The two walked out of the office, found a printing shop to print out the sketch script, and then took the script to Dean Su.

It didn't take long for the two of them to arrive at the door of Dean Su's office. Li Xinyue nodded at Zhang Ran, stepped forward and knocked on the door, and walked in.

Zhang Ran walked into Dean Su's office and glanced at it, there were two people in the office, Dean Su was in his fifties sitting behind the wide desk, with a Chinese face, looking not angry and arrogant, and the other was none other than Huang Zhenyu.

"Why are you here?" Huang Zhenyu glanced at Li Xinyue, didn't give her a good look, and when he saw Zhang Ran, he was even more unhappy, "Zhang Ran, why don't you rearrange the show, why are you coming here?" I have made it very clear, your level 01 table is the face of our acting academy, you must come up with a sketch as soon as possible, this is the task given to you by our acting academy!"

Zhang Ran ignored Huang Zhenyu, walked to Dean Su's desk, and put the script in front of him: "Dean, we have written the sketch script, and we originally wanted to review it for Dean Huang, but he is not here, time is pressing, we will send it here, Dean, you can take a look first!"

Huang Zhenyu didn't expect Zhang Ran to dare to send the script directly to the school, and he was furious, but he didn't have a seizure, and he couldn't help sneering in his heart, what kind of good drama can be written in such a short time, Dean Su is more picky, wait for him to send your script back!

Dean Su didn't know the contradiction between Zhang Ran and Huang Zhenyu, thinking that Zhang Ran had just come back from abroad and didn't understand the rules. Now that Zhang Ran's script has been handed over, he can't hurt Zhang Ran's heart, and nodded and said, "Since it's written, then I'll take a look at it first!"

Huang Zhenyu smiled coldly, looked at Zhang Ran, and said: "Zhang Ran, you are also a teacher, you have to set an example for your students, and you can't fool you when you rehearse programs! If you are fooling around as a teacher, what will the students think? How can you teach excellent students?"

Zhang Ran looked at Huang Zhenyu, who was hostile to him, and said lightly: "Knowing that Dean Huang has high requirements for our 01 form, where do we dare to take a work casually, since we dare to take it, it must be a mature work!"

Huang Zhenyu's face became more and more gloomy, and Zhang Ran's words were clearly sarcastic about himself targeting them. However, he couldn't attack, and said coldly: "It's only been less than two hours, and you can come up with a mature work?"

"Spring River Flower Moonlit Night" was beaten back, Li Xinyue asked Huang Zhenyu for a theory, but was severely criticized. Now that she has found a chance to fight back, she said with a smile: "Dean Huang will know when he sees it later, we look forward to your opinion!"

Zhang Ran spoke again, found a place to sit down, and quietly waited for Dean Su to read the script. It's not interesting to speak quickly, so let's rely on the work to speak!

Huang Zhenyu saw that Zhang Ran ignored him and was about to say something, when Dean Su suddenly slapped the table: "This script is a bit interesting!"

Huang Zhenyu was stunned, his face became even more ugly, Dean Su said that the script was interesting, but I was afraid that Zhang Ran's script was really a bit level.

After reading the script quickly, Dean Su stood up, looked at Zhang Ran and laughed: "A taxi, a driver, and a passenger are entangled in the truth of the two cases, and the third case is about to happen, it's incredible! This sketch is so wonderful! Zhang Ran, this script is very well written, you guys will follow this script!"

Huang Zhenyu seemed to have been slapped in the face, and his whole face turned blue at once.

(Zhang Ran's script for this chapter is based on "Reasoning Taxi", which is a story in the series "Wonderful Things of the World.") Thanks to the "readers who love novels" for rewarding, asking for collections, asking for recommendations!)