Chapter 135: The Window
In the blink of an eye, it was the weekend, Shen Zhe went to the nearby canteen to have breakfast, returned to the dormitory and began to think about the script.
In fact, strictly speaking, the script cannot be said to be a literary form, it serves film and television shooting, while the novel in literature can exist independently.
But regardless of the novel or the screenplay, creating characters is a top priority. The characters in the novel are mainly narrated and described, and even a qiē method can be used, but the script can only rely on lines and actions, two completely different things.
The three elements of the novel, the characters, the plot, and the environment, become the scenes, the plot, and the dialogue in the script.
To expand the influence of martial arts culture, film and television dramas are indispensable.
In preparation for a rainy day, Shen Zhe has taught himself some screenwriting theories, and many ready-made film and television dramas in his mind provide comparisons, so he is almost qualified for screenwriting work.
Because he knows Liang Shi's martial arts works, except for his own adaptation, anyone who changes it will inevitably be scolded.
Scolded by the readers of the original book.
There were so many Liang's martial arts films and television in that time and space, and they all seemed to have a mediocre response, not only because of the director or starring role, but also because of the novel itself.
Or the characters are blurred, or the material is not rich enough.
The book "White Hair", which has been remade the most, seems to be the more faithful to the original work, the less pleasing it is to fans.
Later, when entertainment was extremely abundant, it became even less common.
The most popular should be the 93 Leslie Cheung version, and director Yu Rentai was also reluctantly filmed.
At that time, I found Liang Shi to ask for advice: If you are willing to authorize us to completely adapt, then shoot, and give up if you don't hurt your muscles and bones. Fortunately, Liang Shi agreed, and only then did he leave a classic movie.
The adapted white-haired witch movie once made Yu Rentai enter Hollywood, which shows the weight of this martial arts film.
For most fans, it is the ultimate masterpiece of romantic martial arts movies.
What makes the readers of the original book helpless is that except for the name, the content is basically destroyed, weakening the martial arts color and highlighting romantic love.
Using this version as a benchmark has the advantage of attracting fans to pay attention to martial arts.
When filming "To Youth", Zhao Wei said: "If it is a reader who has already read the novel, then I don't recommend that they go to the movie again, because they already have a 300,000-word thing in their minds." ”
Now that the novel is still in the reader's mind, if someone else performs major surgery on the original book, it will definitely be fiercely opposed by the reader, and it is best for him to do it himself.
Shen Zhe has also been waiting for the film and television company to come to the door, and he is not resistant to selling the film and television adaptation rights of "White Hair", Jiang Xiaolou came to him first, and it is a good result, which is much better than swallowing martial arts in one gulp.
Everyone is a smart person, and a consensus can be reached in a few words.
In the end, Jiang Xiaolou also told part of the truth: "The script is clear, the shooting date is not certain, Brother Shen, don't expect too much." ”
Shen Zhe suddenly thought in his heart, it is not too unusual for film and television companies to hoard ideas.
It doesn't matter, his main direction is literary works, wait for Jin Yong's tome to come out, and see who can't hold his breath.
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After thinking about it for a while, I realized that the time had passed half past eight.
The last round of questions for the essay competition was released last night, which was very cheating and a slap in the face.
No matter what the official purpose of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles was, he finally spoke out for him by the way, Shen Zhe was in a good mood, and the draft was quickly decided.
Australian female writer Tiger Tiger's famous work - "The Window"
Shen Zhe couldn't hide the smile on his face while typing, and his heart was full of malice towards those red-eyed bonus authors.
Because this article is also very short, more than 1200 words.
Not only does it fit the theme of the essay, but it can also just say what the authors are thinking.
The essay is extremely simple: one ward, one window.
There are only two characters: the patient by the window and the patient who is not by the window, and they don't even give their names.
The patient by the window loves life, and with his remaining energy and enthusiasm, he paints a beautiful scenery outside the window, inspiring himself to fight against the disease bravely. At the same time, it was told to the only patient, which inspired him to live and ignited the fire of his life.
In his opinion, the window is the common wealth of the two, and the scenery naturally has to be shared.
"Our room overlooked a park with a lake with a flock of wild ducks and swans roaming on the lake...... Couple walking ......"
"The park is full of flowers, mainly roses, but there are also colorful peonies and calendula ...... all around"
"At the end of the park is a row of shops ......"
The patient who was not close to the window listened with relish, as if he had seen a qiē happening outside the window.
He wanted to see this qiē with his own eyes, and a thought couldn't help but pop up, why wasn't it me who saw the beautiful scenery?
Why wasn't I the one by the window?
Troubled by this thought, he suffered from insomnia, and his condition began to worsen, but the doctors did not know the cause.
That night, he stared at the ceiling and couldn't sleep, when suddenly, the patient by the window woke up, coughing loudly, shorting of breath, and fumbling for an electric bell in a panic.
As soon as the electric bell rings, the nurse on duty will come immediately and can be saved.
The patient who does not come by the window is already occupied with selfishness and jealousy, and he watches and thinks, why should he occupy the bed in the window?
Gradually, the patient by the window stopped breathing......
After a few days, the patient, who was not close to the window, felt that he could speak, and just asked the nurse to lift him to the window and look out breathlessly.
- All he saw was a bare wall!
O. Henry-esque ending!
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"I really have to admire the pen power of these famous artists!"
Shen Zhe praised himself, checked it, and then uploaded it to the page.
A "window" illuminates two souls, showing two completely different attitudes towards the world, revealing the beauty and ugliness of human nature.
The imaginary "scenery" is a powerful whip against the ugly soul to the real "wall"!
The charm of the short story lies in the imagination space after the end of the article, such as the psychological activity of the patient by the window at that time?
These will attract the reader's automatic brain filling.
At the same time, the moral of "Window" echoes the theme of "human nature" of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, which is a powerful response to a small group of people in the literary world.
Shen Zhe did not have the consciousness to fight with others, he completely subconsciously thought that he should do this, since the trip to Xiangshan, he seemed to have sublimated his soul to a level.
With his slightly drifting temperament, he has a little understanding and lives more freely.
It was Lin Yuhan who made his heart warm.
With a phone call, you can detect the changes in his feelings, and the realm of spirit and flesh has reached an extremely high level.
"I want to know everything, it's scary......"
The essay task is completed, and Shen Zhe still has something to do.
Last night, when he visited the campus forum, he saw a master lecture at 10 o'clock this morning, about a brief history of world literature and art, and he wanted to hear it.
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One "Free", one "Maggie's Gift", Shen Zhe has become the number one object of attention in the essay office.
In today's last round of essays, even Gui Jinglin, the editor-in-chief of "Selected Literature", couldn't help but come to the scene.
This journal is the bridgehead of pure literature in China, and its status has been established as early as the end of the Qing Dynasty, and it can be said to be the grandfather of all Chinese publications.
It is widely recognized in the literary world that as long as a work can be featured in this publication, it is equivalent to being recognized by the literary world.
Backward authors flock to it and rack their brains to get on it, and the drunkard's intention is not the manuscript fee, but the status of the literary world.
The original purpose of this essay collection was to divert public opinion, and the Qing Gao literati naturally disdained it after learning about it. Unexpectedly, in the end, there was a twist and turn, and it became an essay for "Selected Literature", and the meaning changed. Many authors regret their bowels, but unfortunately they have lost their qualifications.
The questions in the first two rounds caused dissatisfaction among the participating authors, but they still submitted their papers honestly, which is very revealing.
These authors are of a slightly inferior level and are not very demanding. Under the pressure of public opinion, I was very happy after changing to "Selected Literature" to solicit essays.
Unexpectedly, Shen Zhe took the first place in both rounds.
Even if they are small champions, they don't believe how high Shen Zhe's literary level is, and the novels and ancient poems that come out don't prove too much.
With an unconvinced mood, after seeing the two works, I was a little dumbfounded.
Just like "too many words must be lost", long stories can always find holes, but good short stories are relatively perfect.
Dumbfounded to dumbfounded, it is impossible to be convinced.
What kind of shady little tricks they will do depends on how much of their discipline is left.
"These are really two good works, which are enough for him to occupy a place in the literary world!" Gui Jinglin exclaimed, holding two printed manuscripts in his hand.
The old gentleman shook his head slightly: "It's biased, have you ever seen an author who only relies on two works to eat for a lifetime?"
"Haha, the old gentleman is here to make an impression for the students!"
"Haha......"
Several heavyweight judges laughed, and more than a dozen teachers and staff of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles below also laughed.
"Pull him into the Ancient Literature Association, Mr. help me talk about it?" Han Qigong said with a smile.
"Your association has no future, and the first thing that students are afraid of now is classical Chinese. Before the old gentleman could answer, Gui Jinglin suddenly said disapprerovingly, "Besides, he is a young man, what kind of fun is going to a group of old men, and it is a serious matter to write a few more good articles!"
"That's not necessarily, you dare to say that the one article that hurts Zhongyong is not as good as the two articles at hand?"
Gui Jinglin smiled: "That kind of article is probably the total explosion accumulated in the past, let him write another try, at most a few good poems." ”
"Hey, you can't even look down on poetry?" Han Qigong squinted back to Jinglin.
Gui Jinglin said: "It's not that I can't look down on it, Queqiao Immortal is good enough, it is also outstanding in the Tang and Song dynasties, and now it is used as a courtship......"
Han Qigong was stunned for a moment: "What Queqiao Immortal, why haven't I heard of it?"
"Haven't you heard of it?" Gui Jinglin frowned, picked up the manuscript paper on the table and trembled, "It's strange to say, this little champion obviously has this level, but he is mixed up in chivalrous novels...... Oh, it's not right, he made a martial arts by himself, and he also created ancient poems for the occasion in order to write martial arts, which is really incomprehensible. ”
"Martial arts?" Han Qigong muttered, "Go back and take a look, compose poems specifically for the work, the practice of "Dream of Red Mansions", right?"
"It's time to take a look, maybe he really made a new literary genre ......"
A few people chatted, and they heard Mr. Hu say loudly: "Here, this time it's still a short story...... Well, about a thousand words, tsk. ”
All the judges immediately turned their attention to the computer screen in front of them.
"Window?" someone whispered, "that's a strange name, what's the window to write about?"
No one paid attention to him, and they were all doing the first round of speed reading.
Three minutes later, a slight sound of inhaling air suddenly came to mind in a corner.
"This ...... This ......," he seemed to be arched to the nose by a pig, "this last sentence is simply divine!"
"It's the same writing technique as 'The Gift of the Magi', and the unexpected ending can be attributed to Shen's short story......" Tong Bailing muttered.
Gui Jinglin raised his head and said with a meaningful smile: "Shen's short story? ”
"Heh, not convinced?" Tong Bailing glared, "Can you learn, it's still a short story of the Shen family!"
The old gentleman scolded with a smile: "Don't cause trouble to young people." ”
"A young man can be crazy, don't be crazy about a young man's ......" Han Qigong shook his head and dragged the text: "He is not yet twenty years old, so it is not impossible to be crazy." ”
"This shouldn't be the words of an educator!" Gui Jinglin mocked.
One is the editor-in-chief of the modern vernacular literature and the other is the flag of the ancient literary style, and they can't look at each other, they are not angry, and it is common to quarrel.
"You mean, I have taught your family Junming badly?" Han Qigong's eyelids drooped.
Gui Jinglin hesitated for a moment.
His son Gui Junming studied under Han Qigong when he was in high school, and was admitted to Yan University, and now he has graduated seven years ago and is already the CEO of a large company.
With a clear conscience, Gui Jinglin can't say that his son has been taught badly.
"Haha, Jinglin also has times when he is choked?" Tong Bailing smiled from ear to ear.
The old gentleman interrupted them and said, "I'll talk about it later, but let's all tell me what you think of this article." ”
Several heavyweight judges were waiting for the dozen or so teachers to speak first.
"There is no description of the appearance of the characters, there is no introduction of personal experience, personality changes, and psychological activities, and it is precisely because of these omissions that the whole article is so short, but so profound, and it is very enlightening for future creations......
"The strong contrast between the two souls is one of the highlights of this article......"
"I feel that the greatest value of "Window" lies in the creative technique, and the unexpected ending may become a benchmark for short story creation in the future......"
Soon, the teachers expressed their opinions.
"Well, that's all right. Tong Bailing, a master of literary appreciation, added: "There is a saying just now - comparison, this is a good one. To sum it up simply, it contains a wealth of dialectical art, which is very rare in literary creation. ”
"What do you mean by the art of dialectic?" asked a teacher.
"What is dialectical art?"
"It can be divided into three aspects. Tong Bailing stretched out three fingers.
"The name of "Window" itself is very good, it seems that a simple window can be used as a high platform to peek into the soul, which is exactly what you know. ”
The scenery described by the patient by the window seems to be real in the text, but at the end, the peaks and turns into fiction. A window that does not exist in zài, but can lead to infinite imagination at the same time, this is to achieve the virtual and real, which is really unprecedented. ”
"The scenery described by the patient by the window is all fake, deceiving himself, but deliberately evoking the patient's life, the contrast is very strong. ”
"It is known in the micro, between the virtual and the real, and the positive and the negative. ”
"In addition to the above three points, this dialectical art can be seen everywhere in the text, and it only uses more than 1,000 words, which is simply ......"
As she spoke, Tong Bailing couldn't believe it, lowered her head and read the article again.
There was a burst of applause in the essay office, and even several other heavyweight judges were no exception, who had long known that Tong Bailing's attainments in literary appreciation were very high, and after listening to what he said, he knew that what he said was true.
The sermons he just said sound simple, but they are not so easy to analyze.
And Tong Bailing can say so many things after only reading the article once, and no one can compare with literary appreciation.
"Or the first gear?" a teacher whispered.
Several judges turned to look at him and said, "If such an article can't be in the first gear, let's wipe our necks!"
Sometimes, the jury is swayed by feelings, but the most basic bottom line must be observed.
Just like other participating authors, even if they are not convinced by Shen Zhe, they can't say anything in the face of his article.
With a little literary skills, you can distinguish between good and bad, and reversing black and white will only lead to fire.
Besides, there is really nothing to question about this "window".
"The essay call is over, it's the weekend today, old man, call the young man, I want to meet him. Han Qigong said suddenly.
"Yes. The old gentleman turned around and bowed his head and gestured to the officials of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles who had been waiting beside him.
An official nodded in understanding, and took out the phone to call Ren Peixue of Yan Academy.
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Before the master's lecture began, there were many people coming, so Shen Zhe found a corner and sat down, waiting for the arrival of a certain legendary master.
I had just waited about ten minutes before the phone rang in my pocket.
As soon as I saw that it was Assistant Lin's number in the College of Liberal Arts, I quickly connected it, and Assistant Lin seemed to have looked for him several times during this time, and he was almost familiar.
"Shen Zhe, are you at school?"
Shen Zhe said: "Hello Assistant Lin, I'm listening to the lecture. ”
"If you have a chance to listen to it in the future, come to the academy now, and I will send you to the Federation of Literary and Art Circles." ”
Assistant Lin hung up the phone without saying anything, but only mentioned the Literary and Art Federation, and Shen Zhe couldn't refuse.
"Assistant Lin, can you ask something?"
Sitting in the academy car, Shen Zhe asked suspiciously.
Assistant Lin looked back and smiled: "The dean has already read the three articles you participated in the essay competition, and I praised it a lot, I really give the dean of the college a face!"
Shen Zhe said shyly: "It's too lifting." ”
Assistant Lin shook his head amusedly and said, "I inquired for you, it seems that Teacher Han wants to meet you." ”
"Teacher Han who has taught all over the primary and secondary schools?" Shen Zhe guessed.
"Well, the dean said, your level of ancient writing is not low, and Mr. Han is an authority on ancient Chinese in China...... In addition, this time your three short stories will definitely be published in the "Selected Literature", I heard that the editor-in-chief Gui Jinglin was also present, and you have a score in your heart. ”
"Thank you, Assistant Lin!" Shen Zhe sincerely thanked him.
"Don't thank me, you are a student of the academy, and it is a good thing to enter the literary world with this opportunity. ”
The car drove into the building of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and a staff member greeted it with a smile.
"It's Shen Zhe, right?"
"Hello, I'm Shen Zhe. ”
"Come with me, several teachers are waiting for you in the office. ”
When Shen Zhe saw the four old people in the house, he found that in addition to the old man, one of them had met.
"The person who commanded the million-strong division to cross the river, come in. ”
Han Qigong said with a smile. (To be continued.) )