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The next morning, Liang Wei woke up from his sleep, but he felt that his chest was pressed in a panic, and there was a sour smell in his nose, as if he was lying in a pile of sauerkraut. If you look closely, it is Zhou Xingchi's scud on his chest, and his feet are facing his mouth and nose.

Liang Wei moved the leg away in disgust, Zhou Xingchi muttered a few times dreamily, then grabbed the leg hair with his hand, turned over, and continued to sleep.

Liang Wei got up, stretched out his arms, and looked around, there was a mess, what kind of soup pots, chopsticks bowls, beer cans wafting with the smell of hot pot...... He frowned, and suddenly felt as if someone was missing from the room. By the way, where did Duan Zihao, where did he go?!

The biggest advantage of renting this seven-story dilapidated floor is what the charter wife called "giving away a large balcony with a view".

Hong Kong's four seasons are not very distinct, and the climate is warm, so this balcony is really a good viewing spot.

At this moment, Duan Zihao is holding the balcony fence with both hands, smoking a cigarette in his mouth, and has a bird's-eye view of this strange and familiar city.

Hong Kong, a sleepy cosmopolitan city, is shrouded in the first rays of the morning sun, surrounded by skyscrapers that seem to be in a forest of concrete and steel, with only pedestrians on the streets beginning to become unusually busy.

On the opposite side of this building is an old building that is just as dilapidated and waiting to be demolished, and the two buildings are like unsuitable Geminis, stationed in this steel tide that is about to be transformed, which looks so unsightly and full of historical heaviness.

"Hao, what are you doing?" Liang Wei's voice came from behind him.

Last night's one-night carnival unconsciously narrowed the distance between the two, and this guy, who originally "couldn't beat a fart with three sticks", actually cared about Duan Zihao.

Duan Zihao smiled and said, "Look at the grandma on the old building, she got up very early and was drying clothes. ”

Liang Wei looked around, and sure enough, on the old building opposite, there was a grandmother wearing a traditional short coat who was drying clothes on a rope.

"Hehe, I thought it was a beauty!" Liang Wei actually humored.

"Beauty, where is it?!" A babbling voice sounded from the balcony door, and then I saw Zhou Xingchi with a toothbrush in his mouth, bubbling out of his mouth.

"Beauty? How can I not see, point and look at the first ---"

"Where is the beauty, it's Grandma, drying clothes!" Duan Zihao thought it was funny, this "Indian star" was still a little fan.

Zhou Xingchi foamed at the mouth, "Cut, what's so nice about Grandma, you two ** ha, do you want me to go home and bring you the posthumous photo of our neighbor's grandmother, so that you can see it every day?!" ”

Duan Zihao heard him say so cheaply, he couldn't help kicking his ass, Zhou Xingchi: "I'll hide!" "Avoided the past.

Liang Wei next to him couldn't help but laugh when he saw him like a big horse monkey.

Zhou Xingchi seemed to be encouraged, and the performance cells in his bones were activated, so he went crazy, foaming at the mouth and making horns with his hands, and shouted at the grandmother who was drying clothes opposite: "Grandma, these two friends of mine love you so much!" I've been fond of you for a long time, do you hear?! If you hear it, give a response!! ”

Duan Zihao and Liang Wei might as well Xingzi would suddenly make such a move, and seeing that the grandma looked this way, he hurriedly squatted down.

The grandmother on the opposite balcony finally responded, shouting angrily: "Stinky boy, I'm your grandmother, and you still take advantage of me!" ”

"It's not me, it's them!" Zhou Xingchi pulled Duan Zihao and Liang Wei to stand up.

But before he could pull the person up, a salted fish flew in and smashed directly into his head!

Zhou Xingchi was stunned for a long time, and then said: "Sad! I never expected Grandma's strength to be so great! I didn't expect salted fish to fly! After that, I continued to brush my teeth like no one!

Seeing Xingzai's appearance, Duan Zihao suddenly felt that it was no accident that this guy could transform into the "King of Comedy" in the future, and he had talent in this area all over his body!

Liang Wei was about to laugh when he saw Zhou Xingchi being so ghostly, but suddenly seemed to remember something, and couldn't help asking, "Xingzai, where did you get this toothbrush?" ”

Zhou Xingchi: "Of course it was taken from your cup!" ”

"Damn, it's my toothbrush! It's dirty! Liang Wei frowned.

"Is it dirty? I don't think you're dirty, brothers, even my wife is like clothes, not to mention a toothbrush! ”

Liang Wei was speechless.

Duan Zihao said with a smile: "Xingzi is right, we are brothers from today on!" Cook and fish together! You have to eat a lot, and you don't have to carry it until you get old! In short, how about the three of us working together and struggling together for the sake of our ideals and the future from today? ”

Looking at Duan Zihao's radiant appearance, Zhou Xingchi stretched out his hand first, "I'll top you!" Immediately afterwards, Liang Wei also stretched out his hand, "I'm also one!" ”

Duan Zihao laughed, put it on their hands, and shouted: "Nu ~ force!" Fight~fight! ”

"Strive to ---!"

"Struggle ---!"

The voices of the three of them were high, echoing around this city that was about to awaken, and the momentum was like a rainbow!

……

Liang Wei is a good at washing clothes and cooking, so after hurriedly eating the poached eggs he made, the three of them took a nearby bus to the TVB together.

When he arrived at the TV station, Zhou Xingchi went to find an announcement to see if he could earn a day's food expenses today, or get a lunch box to eat.

As for Duan Zihao and Liang Wei, they went to the training class together.

The two of them entered the class at the same time and attracted a lot of people's attention, at least Ouyang Zhenhua, the younger brother of Xinzha, was very strange, why did Liang Wei, the "good boy" in this class, walk with Boss Duan? Or is there any ulterior story between Boss Duan and this supposedly promising Liang Wei?!

As for "Brother Xiong" Li Zaixiong, he scraped his chin, looked at Duan Zihao and Liang Wei, who were directly separated from the seats after saying hello, and wondered, since he can't fight this surnamed Duan, do you want to start with Liang Wei, a little white face? Aren't they friends, and when the time comes, the surnamed Duan will definitely not die without help, so he can ...... Quack!

"Brother Xiong, Brother Xiong, what are you laughing at? Why are you smiling so treacherously? Guan Lijie asked.

"Ahem, do I have one?" Li Zaixiong hurriedly touched his face, his highest pursuit of acting skills has always been "joy and anger are invisible", but even his little brother can see that he is treacherous, how can he mix it up.

Just when Li Zaixiong made up his mind, he must hone his acting skills in the future, so as not to be seen by others what he thinks in his heart, this is too superficial!

At this moment, I saw a little fat man walking in from outside, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, squinting, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like he was fascinated.

The little fat man was still biting the barbecued pork bun in his mouth, and while eating with a mouth full of oil, he looked around, and his eyes glanced at the two beautiful female students, Xu Manhua and Mai Jingting.

I don't know why, Xu Manhua and Mai Jingting feel that this little fat man's eyes are extremely lewd ~ cheap, although both of them are wearing clothes, they always feel that their eyes seem to be admiring some bikini, and even naked ~ body......

Here, "Brother Xiong" Li Zaixiong, who was still thinking about honing his acting skills, suddenly saw a fat man popping up on the podium, so he shouted: "Hey, who are you, dead fat man?!" Don't wander around, this is a classroom! ”

The fat man touched his head, looked around again, and said vaguely with a bun in his mouth: "I shouldn't be wrong, is this an artist training class?" ”

"Of course you are, don't you have eyes,!"

The fat man grinned, "That's right, I'm your instructor for this class, my name is --- Wang Jing!" ”

……

Wang Jing?

Fat man Wang Jing?!

Director of the ghost horse?!

In his previous life, the best fat director who claimed to strip off all the beautiful women's clothes to shoot a tertiary film?!

Duan Zihao couldn't help but look at it, sure enough, the special temperament of the "lewd ~ cheap and unmoved" on the podium cannot be imitated, who else will it be besides the great director Wang Jing? !

Wang Jing became famous very early, and he is also very talented, it is said that this guy was a top student of Hong Kong Chinese University when he was in college, especially good at screenwriting, and he is also a famous screenwriter in the Hong Kong TV and film industry. In 1977, he wrote his first film script "Ghost Horse Mania" and became famous in one fell swoop.

But these are nothing, the best thing is that he has a great father, that is, Wang Tianlin, a great director in the Hong Kong film and TV industry---!

With such a father, coupled with his own talent, it is difficult for this little fat man not to be famous.

Therefore, when the male brother Li Zaixiong heard his name, he hurriedly shrank his neck and turned into a "turtle father", where is the arrogant and domineering appearance just now. Li Zaixiong's sudden change can't help but make his younger brother Guan Lijie and others secretly admire, Brother Xiong's acting skills have improved so fast, so two-faced, we can't learn it!

On the podium, the little fat man Wang Jing began to make a human-like appearance as a teacher, carefully wrapped the leftover barbecued pork buns with hand paper, and then "whoosh", threw them into the garbage bin like a missile, and clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to come to a "yes!" ”

After doing this, he turned around and said to the classmates under his seat: "Well, you may all already know me, so I won't introduce myself!" Of course, there are some people you may not know, but it doesn't matter, if you think you are a beauty, you can come and communicate with me in private, and I applaud and welcome you; As for men, it's free! Also, you may think that I am not very old, and I am a little unqualified to be your mentor, but in fact, it is not that I am willing to come, but I owe the sixth uncle a favor, and he forced me to come; Therefore, if you have any questions or dissatisfaction, hold it for the time being, and if you really can't hold it, you can complain to Uncle Six! Okay, I'm done, what questions do you all have? ”

Damn, this little fat man hangs, it looks like talented people are different!

Duan Zihao thought secretly.

After a long time, one person finally raised his hand, "Excuse me, what did you teach us?" ”

The fat man smiled and said, "Good question! Then he turned around, picked up the chalk and wrote two big words on the blackboard of the podium: Screenwriter!

……

"As we all know, I became famous by writing scripts, saying that when I was eight years old, I began to soak in the cinema to watch various movies, including He Fan's "Zuben Yupu ~ Tuan", and Li Hanxiang's "Stealing ~ Love Affair" and so on, so when I was ten years old, I wrote my first script, when I was fifteen, I established the first screenwriting club in school, and when I was eighteen years old, I was the most creative and talented joke king in the Chinese Department of the University of Hong Kong! Well, I've said so much, please give me a round of applause! ”

Cracking sound!

The applause was sparse, as if the old man was very unenthusiastic when peeing.

The little fat man rubbed his nose, "Ha, it seems that all of you are the kind of people who are more reserved and not good at expressing respect for others." But it doesn't matter, I've always regarded reputation as dung and money as life! As long as you have money to make, you can ignore anything--- sixth uncle and his old man gave me a lecture fee of 5,000 yuan per class! It's not a lot of money for me, but it's enough for his old man, so I have to do my duty! ”

The fat man's words couldn't help but make some people laugh, because everyone knew that the sixth uncle Shao Tycoon was notoriously "lonely and cold", and he was very picky, and asking someone to teach a class for 5,000 yuan was really "generous".

"Okay, let's not waste time, let's get down to business--- which classmate can sue me, what is a script, what is a screenwriter?!" The fat man's gaze swept around.

In order to redeem the "bad impression" he had in the eyes of the fat man just now, Li Zaixiong actively raised his hand and said, "I'll answer." ”

The fat man seemed to ignore his cunzài, pointed to Xu Manhua who raised his hand and said, "That female classmate, please get up and answer." ”

The fat man really favored the beautiful woman, but it made the male brother who actively changed his image and raised his hand very embarrassed.

Brother Xiong's hand retracted, and the female student Xu Manhua hurriedly and secretly unbuttoned her clothes twice, revealing the deep and invisible cleavage, shaking her proud figure, and then stood up, did not speak, but first threw a meaningful wink at the fat man. She knows very well that the background of this dead fat man is not ordinary, if she has a good relationship with him, she will definitely not worry about no filming in the future.

"That girl, do you have a problem with your eyes? Why are you squeezing around me? But the fat man suddenly pretended to be serious.

Xu Manhua, who was trying to radiate flattery, blushed, coughed twice and said, "It's nothing, it's ...... in the sand."

"Hehehe!" The big guys around chuckled.

"Okay, if your eyes are okay, please answer my question first!"

"This ...... A script is the script of a play, and it is also the lines of acting, or something. Xu Manhua replied in a mess, "As for the screenwriter, he is the one who writes the script...... Well, that's it. ”

"Alright, sit down!" The fat man finally squeezed out a smile, but in Xu Manhua's eyes, it was very hateful.

"What is a script? The female classmate answered just now...... Sort of a fart! "The fat man is very immoral," because to be precise, the script is a literary form, and the performance text, all the directors and actors must perform according to the script. Therefore, the script is 'the book of a play'! The quality of a drama depends on whether the script is wonderful or not, and whether the story is attractive enough, rather than whether the actors are beautiful or not, and whether the wind is ~ coquettish! ”

"The structure and composition of the script is also very simple, mainly consisting of two parts, lines and stage directions. It's complicated to say, but it's actually dialogue, monologue, and narration, plus the explanation of the time and place of the story, as well as the description of the image characteristics, physical movements and inner activities of the characters in the play, the description of the scene and atmosphere, and the requirements for the scenery, lighting, sound effects, etc......"

"There are many types of scripts, which can be roughly divided into: drama scripts, movie scripts, TV drama scripts, novel scripts, etc. According to the subject matter, it can be divided into comedy, tragedy, historical drama, thriller drama and so on. There is also a kind of script that mainly pursues literature and does not aim at performance, or is not suitable for performance and does not have enough action. It is called a 'desk drama' or a 'study drama'......"

The fat man's mouth was like a river, gushing, which made everyone who began to look down on him can't help but be startled, this guy is too learned, worthy of being a college student in the Chinese Department of Hong Kong.

You must know that most of the students in the entire artist training class, including Duan Zihao, Liang Wei and others, graduated from middle school, and there are very few college students, so their understanding of "scripts" is limited to "things used in filming", where would you know that there are so many tunes.

"Okay, I've said so much, you may think I'm too verbose, so I'll make a summary of the script, a slap, five fingers......" The fat man opened his hand and said: "The stage, the background, the characters, the dialogue, the story--- that's all!" Simple! ”

"So what is a screenwriter?!" The fat man crossed his hands and made a deep expression, "In your opinion, the screenwriter may be the one who writes the script, but in my opinion, the screenwriter is actually God!" The God who created the world of scripts! He is in charge of the joys, sorrows and sorrows of each character, the sun and moon shuttle of each scene, and the script is completed in his hands, therefore, he is the god in the script! ”

Speaking of this, the fat man changed his previous hippie smile, and rarely showed a stern expression, leaned slightly, and said in a very evil tone: "So--- you don't underestimate the screenwriter, because they can make you popular with a play, or they can send you to hell with a play!" ”

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