"Yes!" Neve was full of interest, "you are so good at directing shows, you must be fine! What are you going to do?

Wang Mingzhi has already seen some entertainment videos of the Songhan Festival, which are really strange, singing and dancing, opera, acrobatics, illusion, circus, sumo wrestling...... Anyway, the Songhan Festival is such a festival of nonsense, anything can be.

He thought about it, it was not only a whim, but also probably related to "Yu Lin Lang", "I want to run a drama." ”

"Is it a new show?" asked Neve again, and when she saw him nod, she just cheered and then thought of something, "It was so stressful." ”

There are only 20 days left before the Songhan Festival, and it is not easy to hold a new drama at this time.

"Yes......" Wang Mingzhi is not sure, although his major is not drama, but he used to go to a friend's drama club to help, and he is familiar with the process of arranging a play, and he knows how much work there is.

Suddenly, his mind shrank back a little, or would he have a song and dance?

"I'm looking forward to it. Neve ate a few noodles, bit her red lips, and said with a smile: "My publicity work is almost over, if you really do it, if there is any role suitable for me, you must give me an interview! ”

"Yes!" Wang Mingzhi's mind was hot, and his spirit was raised, as a traverser, what he did was the most difficult thing!

It's decided, let's do a new drama!

……

After this fresh dinner, the two walked through the streets at night before saying goodbye, and Wang Mingzhi set off for the city railway back to Brazil.

When he returned to his youth apartment in the heart of Brazil, the night was dark and the moon was high in the night sky.

Topic, drama!

Wang Mingzhi paced in the small living room, seriously analyzing the feasibility of the idea.

First of all, if a drama is complicated, there are N scenes and N scenes, such as making a Shakespeare play, such as "The Tempest", making a sentence "Hell is empty, the devil is in the world", or "The Taming of the Shrew" is dead......

No, because there are too many different scenes in these shows, just talking about the workload of the art department, it is enough to drink a pot of those set props or something. I haven't talked about the on-site control in all aspects, and I haven't talked about studying the characters with the actors.

In less than a month, it is impossible to produce good things. Even if he has the talent to help open the hanging, the others don't!

So it can only be a few scenes, preferably a single scene.

At this time, Wang Mingzhi remembered some classic movies, such as "Twelve Angry Men", which he liked very much, the story was all carried out in a small room, and twelve big men were going back and forth. But I don't know if this thing will be unadaptable, so let's make it safe for the first time.

There are also many domestic stories that are not good when it comes to adjudicating cases and telling fair ones.

Suddenly, a black face flashed in his mind, and a song sounded at the same time:

Bell bell

"Kaifeng has a pot and a blue sky, the iron mask is selfless to distinguish loyalty and traitor, the heroes of the rivers and lakes come to help, and the dynasty and Mahan are by their side......"

Wang Ming's heart was overjoyed, and he smiled widely, "Hahaha!"

Adapt a case, just one scene, and try the case in court!

The officials shouted: "Mighty!" The court staff in his hand poked the ground, da. Then Mr. Bao slapped the wood in shock, and Mr. Bao shouted: "Who is in the hall? A kneeling woman cried, "The people have wronged you, my lord." "A mighty male bully with an arrogant face. The crowd of onlookers at the back of the hall pointed and pointed. Mr. Gongsun stroked his long beard and frowned.

In the final ending, of course, Lord Bao shouted mightily: "Come on, the dog head is waiting!" and then Chang Wei screamed: "Bao Zheng, you dare, my father is Chang Gang!" Soon, there was a click, and the red light splashed on the camera, and then aimed at Lord Bao's righteous black face.

There you have it, there you have it, this is it!

"I can still act. Wang Mingzhi snickered, the most handsome Zhanzhao in history!

The more he thought about it, the more sure he was that with the aftermath of "Xi Fangping", as long as he released the news that he was going to make a court trial drama, he should be able to eliminate the "forgotten state", which is definitely exciting.

And this drama performance can just start with a maid, "Bianzhou has a pot to wrap Qingtian" - there is no Kaifeng here, there is called Bianzhou or Chenliu. Anyway, Lord Bao can be expanded and made into a TV series, a movie or something.

"Master Bao, it's you!" Wang Ming made up his mind and twisted excitedly a few times, but the problem came again...... Screenplay!

Whether it's a movie, a TV series or a play, the script is the beginning of everything.

He frowned, the book finder can still be used 20 times, the problem is that Bao Qingtian's story originates from the novel "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness", and it is impossible to directly make it into a drama script. Of course, he knew how to write the script:

【Admission.】

Officials: Mighty!

Bao Qingtian (patting the ground): Who is in the hall?

Minnu (crying): Minnu wronged, my lord.

Chang Wei: Hmph. 】

And then? Wang Mingzhi's face turned bitter, and he had a vague memory of the cases in various Bao Qingtian episodes, did he have to write it himself?

Let's not talk about good or bad, it's too late!

"I want to wrap up Qingtian's drama script!" he shouted to open the talent assistant, tomorrow is Monday, and the treasure chest will be refreshed. As a rule of thumb, those ordinary things are easy to recur if you don't buy them.

He reluctantly bought a "good signature pen", 10 million was worth nothing, and after buying some food, only 170 million remained.

Watching TV and surfing the Internet, Wang Mingzhi played until the early hours of the morning, and after 0:00, a new week is coming!

There was a click of the talent assistant, and the forgotten state took effect, -5% of the talent value, and there seemed to be a boo, and there were only 161.5 million ......

"Ahh "Wang Mingzhi's flesh hurts, this black one is comparable to the Chinese stock market.

Let's take a look at the new treasures in the treasure chest first, his consciousness clicked on, and the five treasures are: winter bacon, a snowman, warm gloves left, warm gloves right, and a good signing pen.

Ah!!The special one has nothing to do with the drama!

Wang Mingzhi was so angry that he screamed, he was really depressed, what kind of rags are these, he was angry......

He clicked on the pig iron lottery again, and among the ten different prizes, in addition to thank you for your participation and talent value, there were three treasure icons. He didn't bother to look at what it was, so he directly clicked "Start Lottery", and he wouldn't win anyway.

Beep beep, the pointer of the lottery wheel turned rapidly, and then slowly stopped, pointing to 1000 talent points, thank you for participating, and then ......

A festive sound suddenly sounded, Wang Ming was startled, his eyes widened, hey!

Unbelievable, the first pig iron lottery won the treasure. Could it be that in the forgotten state, the luck of the lottery will be better!?

What is this? His mind moved to look at it, and his heart jumped, "Hahahaha!"