After Mo Ming's story ended, the two finally began to get down to business. Qiu Yanzi took out the script that Mo Ming had explained from the plain bag, and it was two stacks of A4 white paper bound with a stapler.

After Mo Ming took it, he glanced at it a few times, and was a little puzzled.

"Is this all a script? Why are the two formats not quite the same, no, they should be too different."

Qiu Hinako shook her head.

"The one of them is a script in a novel-like format, and the other one is a storyboard made of tables."

"Storyboarding?"

Mo Ming was very unfamiliar with this kind of thing, and after taking a closer look, he felt that it was very professional.

"I'll explain it to you."

Qiu Yanzi leaned forward, pointed at the storyboard script, lowered her head, and poked her slender long hair swaying on the side of her face, exuding a good lemon smell, which was obviously a faint fragrance, but it gave Mo Ming a lot of stimulation. Mo Ming hesitated for a moment. Qiu Yanzi looked at Mo Ming sideways, with a puzzled expression, Mo Ming paused, and cautiously leaned his head over, obviously he could see it if he didn't do that...... But Mo Ming didn't want to complain at this time.

"The first column on the first side is 1, which represents the scene number, which is the meaning of the scene, there are multiple scenes in the movie, and this is the first set of scenes. In the second column, from 1 to the end, 1 is the lens number, which represents the order of the shots, and the next column is long, medium, close-up, and close-up. The next column is the filming method, including pushing, pulling, panning, etc., followed by the content, duration, sound and remarks, which refers to ......"

Qiu Yanzi explained these proper nouns to Mo Ming very patiently and meticulously, although Mo Ming wanted to listen carefully, but this layered lemon fragrance stirred Mo Ming's heart.

"That's right...... You know a lot."

Ordinary high school students know that this kind of thing is still very remarkable, and Mo Ming praised it from the bottom of his heart. Qiu Hinako's cheeks flushed slightly, brushed the hair on the tips of her ears, and sat up.

"I'm just scratching the surface."

Qiu Yanzi is very modest.

"So, how do you know all these things? I don't remember paying this in compulsory education."

"Huh? I've taught this one."

Qiu Yanzi stared at Mo Ming very seriously and suspiciously, which made Mo Ming's heart feel a little weaker.

I guess I haven't taught it...... Mo Ming thought about it carefully, in fact, he hadn't heard much of his junior high school class, whether there was such a class or not, Mo Ming beat the drum in his heart.

"Probably not, right?"

"Why is Mo Ming like this, the junior high school photography teacher is crying."

Qiu Yanzi felt pathetic for the teacher, and Mo Ming began to doubt life little by little, but he was too distracted? Or, is this guy playing a trick on himself?

"This...... I don't remember exactly, there should be this kind of class, yes, yes, I've taken, isn't that the one? Push-pull shake ...... Rocking chair?"

Mo Ming began to argue, otherwise he would be underestimated by this guy.

"There is no such class in junior high school. Classmate Mo Ming, how can you lie so easily, I'm so disappointed in you."

Qiu Yanzi really showed some disappointment with Mo Ming, shook his head, and seemed to say, "You can't teach your son."

You guy...... It's too much to be so skillful at tricking people!

"Minister...... It's terrible."

"I'm just testing classmate Mo Ming, and classmate Mo Ming, who deceives people, is bad."

Qiu Yanzi retorted very reasonably.

"Ugh...... Don't you know that love can't stand the test?"

Mo Ming spread his hands, and made a playful joke helplessly, and Qiu Yanzi smiled heartily.

"Mo Ming can really laugh."

"I'm serious."

Mo Ming's lazy face was rarely straightened, and he looked at Qiu Yanzi directly, as if he was serious, such seriousness was almost serious.

Qiu Yanzi was stunned for a moment, did not react, and then looked at Mo Ming in a trance, his eyes were dull, this sluggishness lasted for ten seconds, Mo Ming began to be a little nervous, this is a joke, a joke.

Qiu Yanzi didn't think so, after being stunned, his face gradually changed, his small face was like a transparent apple, as if exuding infinite heat, Mo Ming became nervous.

This guy can't afford to joke, so he has to joke...... It's not appropriate, right, it's a little more nervous, okay? Please.

"Mo Ming, you can't say such things!"

Qiu Yanzi shook his head very aggrievedly, and tried his best to deny Mo Ming.

To be honest, Mo Ming was rejected so directly, and he was also very hurt.

"That...... This is revenge...... You take it seriously, don't you, haha......"

was very stiff and bitterly smiled, Mo Ming didn't have a sense of accomplishment at all to make the other party work.

"Alas! Alas! Alas......"

After Qiu Yanzi reacted, he was even more embarrassed, was he too big in his brain and remembered it? So he hurriedly denied it.

"That...... Of course I know, I reacted this way to trick Mo Ming, do you ...... You know, I deceived you......

Definitely take it seriously...... Immature.

"Okay, let's just lie to me......

"Mo Ming!"

puffed out his cheeks and stared at Mo Ming very angrily.

"I'm sorry...... Let's get down to business, I feel a little too loose today."

"Hmph, it's all to blame on classmate Mo Ming."

Who started it? Who started it? What about conscience?

"I'm sorry, let's move on."

"Okay...... Where do you start?"

"There's the storyboard."

"Okay, storyboard...... Oh yes, Minister, how did you learn to write storyboards?"

Mo Ming still broke down, chatting was much easier than being busy with work, and he had a salted fish thinking at a young age, which was really rare.

"After graduating from junior high school, my class wanted to make a short film, and then everyone trusted me and asked me to write a script, so I studied with my brother who was a college student studying journalism in my neighborhood for a short time."

Big brother next door.

"Mo Ming, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, it's nothing, you go on."

"Well, when I was studying scripts at that time, I learned storyboards by the way."

"Is there a difference between the two?"

Storyboard scripts, movie scripts, aren't they all used to make movies? So what is the difference between the two?

"There's a difference, let's put it this way, the script is the main content of the movie, and the storyboard is used to express that kind of content. If you don't have a shot, you can't control the shooting, and the cameraman is not a screenwriter, so I don't understand what kind of effect the screenwriter wants to express."

Qiu Yanzi's explanation was very easy to understand, and Mo Ming quickly understood.

"So...... A script is like a detailed outline, while storyboards are a specific way of shooting."

"yes, that's right."

"Ah, it's really complicated to make a movie, and I'm a little admired."

Mo Ming began to reflect on his behavior a little, the bad movies he usually likes to watch are all screenwriters who have gone through several processes, and then the photographer figured out the results of N times, and watched it with that mentality, Mo Ming was a little rude.

"So when we decided to make a movie, I was still excited?"

"Excited? Isn't that troublesome?"

Mo Ming was very puzzled, but Qiu Yanzi was very positive and not too troublesome at all.

"No, the harder the process, the stronger the sense of achievement."

Mo Ming nodded.

"I feel the same way, it's hard to copy homework, but it's amazing after copying."

"Listen carefully to me......

"Oh, okay......

"That's why I think the school magazine should have this kind of activity, so that we can leave a lot of good memories."

Qiu Yanzi uses the word "good" to describe memories, but there are many things in it, such as getting along with everyone from scratch.

"Yes."

Mo Ming's tone was rarely gentle, and after Qiu Yanzi smiled slightly, he finally decided to get to the point. Ah, they really don't have any sense of urgency.

"This is a storyboard for easy shooting, so let's write the script first."

"What about storyboards?"

"I'll go back and get it, once I have the script, it won't be too difficult."

"This ......"

Mo Ming felt very ashamed, if he came down like this, wouldn't it be all the hard work to be done by Qiu Yanzi? So what do you do?

"This...... Leave this to me, I think you should be able to learn it by reading this storyboard."

Yau closed her right eye and shook her fingers in a "NO" gesture.

"Mo Ming is too small to write scripts, and it is difficult to learn them in one day."

"This ......"

Indeed, if this kind of professional stuff is easily mastered, then how impolite it is to those who work hard. However, Mo Ming felt that he couldn't bother Qiu Yanzi like this, so he decided to be in charge of the script by himself.

"Mo Ming, just leave it to me, you just need to be responsible for creating a good story, this is something you can only do."

Qiu Yanzi comforted Mo Ming, this way of comforting people was very Qiu Yanzi's style, and Mo Ming had no choice but to smile and nod in agreement.

"Now that Mo Ming tells me the details, let's write the script first, and then the matter will be solved slowly."

"Well, where do you start......

Mo Ming scratched his head, this division of labor looked good, but Mo Ming scratched his head, and could only say that there was no coherent event in his mind.

"Classmate Mo Ming, you tell stories just like usual, and I won't tell you, my memory is very good."

Children with good memory will not have bad grades, of course Mo Ming understands this, but if this is the case, then it will be easy to do.

"Okay, then I'll go into as much detail as I do, and the minister will write this down at the end, and if there's anything I've forgotten, just ask me again."

「OK」

Qiu Yanzi happily agreed, and then he was a little eager to try, as if he was releasing the forward swing of the skill, Mo Ming already knew Qiu Yanzi's next move.

"Mo Ming, tell me the story you have come up with!"

"Okay."

Mo Ming took out two crumpled pieces of white paper from the inner pocket of his clothes and spread them out on the table.

Then there's the ingenious murder in the locked room.