There is a term in comedy called expectation breaking, which is to first use the previous scene paragraphs to guide the audience's thoughts, form an expectation, and then break this expectation to create jokes.

Many of the classic jokes in the mentally retarded bar use this routine.

The octogenarian lady stepped onto the bus and sat in the seat, and the driver silently pressed the ejection device.

It's simple and straightforward.

Jiang Wen is well versed in this, for example, in this part where evil does not suppress righteousness, he has used this routine many times.

This is his style, and Ji Yun can only follow his style when designing absurd scenes.

The hint left in front is to steal the wind and not the snow, leading the audience to think that Li Tianran played by Ji Yun is timid.

However, in the next scene, Ji Yun was grabbing a huge broom to sweep the snow.

As long as the snow is swept away, there will be no footprints.

The camera is divided far and near, and the near is Ji Yun sweeping the snow, and the original place is Nemoichiro showing off his "profound" Chinese cultural heritage.

A shot that divides the scene clearly.

The focal length shifted, and the main angle of view became Ichiro Nemoto's lens.

He's selling his knowledge.

"Confucius said that only women and villains are difficult to raise, those who are close are not inferior, and those who are far away are resentful."

Put down the book, "Who is the woman?" Who is the villain? Confucius is talking about his little wife, the villain is his servant, he is difficult to support, that is his problem. I don't think it's hard to raise at all, because I don't even have a wife. ”

"Hahahaha." The students in the audience burst into laughter.

"Zhuangzi said: The saint does not die, and the thief does not stop. Who is the saint? A saint is a teacher, and I am a saint. ”

He nodded his chin and pointed to Ji Yun who was sweeping the snow at the door, "What is the thief?" A thief is a thief, and he is the thief. ”

The camera turned abruptly, and Ji Yun swept the floor for a moment.

In the picture, Ji Yun turned around with difficulty, leaving a back.

As he turns, the camera changes from a left-right structure to an up-and-down structure.

Standing in the center of the huge wooden door, Ji Yun raised his head slightly, and countless pairs of eyes were looking straight at him.

The toes unconsciously began to tap the ground, interpreting the uneasiness in his heart.

Before he could escape, Ichiro Nemoto was the first to speak.

"Huh." He smiled, "I'll give you an example, it's not that he's a thief. ”

It was still that back, after the other party said this, Jiang Wen could clearly see that the other party's shoulders were relaxed, and even the whole person escaped the tense atmosphere.

Although there was not a single line, everyone seemed to feel him breathe a sigh of relief.

"The student is called the protégé, the saint is the gatekeeper, and if the saint does not die, the thief cannot enter the house and steal things..."

Turn around and continue clearing the snow.

The weather in Yunnan is not hot, but there are bursts of white fog above Ji Yun's head.

"Cards! Perfect! Handsome! That's great! ”

Jiang Wen said three praises in a row, and his face still showed a slight aftertaste.

In the next scene, Ji Yun disappeared in front of the door, and when Nenichiro was telling the crooked reasoning of the saint and the thief, Ji Yun quietly took his seal and long knife.

It can be regarded as a perfect end to this absurd paragraph.

......

"That's a good idea, are there any other paragraphs to come?"

Ji Yun ate popsicles and looked at the script, "No." ”

Jiang Wen was a little unrelenting, and said with some unfinished words: "Your design is quite good." ”

According to his psychological feelings, the script written by Ji Yun before was completely different from this story.

The previous story was that there was a grass creation in his heart, and Ji Yun could restore it perfectly, so that he couldn't pick out a single thorn.

Of course, this is nonsense, the books Ji Yun wrote before were all copied from his own ideas, but he just moved them out in advance.

And this time the paragraph was something he didn't come up with, and Ji Yun could fit his style perfectly after writing it.

It's not an easy job, the problem is that his films are auteur films.

As the editor-in-chief, I control the context of each story.

Therefore, everyone in the huge screenwriting team can give suggestions, but they can't give opinions.

I can only knead my own ideas into powder and embed them in my work like sprinkled gold.

"Your idea of clearing the snow is a bit profound."

Ji Yun opened his mouth and looked at Jiang Wen with some doubts, "My sister has a deep meaning, I just write it casually to highlight the character." ”

He didn't have that idleness, and if it weren't even for the fact that this film was invested by himself, he would have thought about this paragraph.

These directors are all from reading comprehension, especially Jiang Wen, who is stunned when he wants to bury some metaphors and satirical things every day, and he wants to put some thoughts into every paragraph.

His section is really not that good, Dingtian is a bright spot, and there are still 108,000 miles away from becoming a classic.

However, Jiang Wen looked at Ji Yun, who was stealing from the monitor, accompanied by the BGM of "The saint is not dead and the thief is not stopped", and his mouth was in a happy New Year's tone.

Ji Yun said that he didn't have any superfluous thoughts, and Jiang Wen only felt that he was too modest.

After all, how could I, a bosom friend of Jiang Jiang, have no ideas.

Wrapping his arms around his neck, "It's okay, eldest nephew, since we have written it, we are not afraid of over-interpretation, there are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand people, they are right in whatever they think." ”

"Okay, okay."

Ji Yun nodded helplessly, this kind of thing is done by literati, he is a rough person, very rough kind, there are really no literary and artistic cells.

What is written is not enough for people to figure out.

"Then you write another paragraph."

Jiang Wen followed the temptation, and finally revealed his thirst again.

Ji Yun rolled his eyes, "I can't write it, how long is your movie?" ”

"Can the duration of the movie be cut when editing, let's shoot more, and there will be more options when cutting the film."

"There are no large paragraphs, but you can polish the sentence a little."

"That's fine!" Jiang Wen was a little regretful.

But he knew that Ji Yun had his own considerations, he stood in the perspective of the director, and Ji Yun stood in the perspective of making money.

The addition of such a paragraph only makes the character of Li Tianran a little more vivid.

From this point of view, Ji Yun is still a bit cheesy.

It's not good to be young and stained with copper.

Jiang Wen shook his head silently, I have to give him a straight face.

"How are you and Wan Qian?"

Ji Yun's eyes widened, how could such a big director do something to pick up the roots of other people's walls.

Feeling that what he said might be a little ambiguous, Jiang Wen coughed twice, "I want to say that you didn't plan to shoot a film on the theme of counterfeit banknotes some time ago?" ”

"yes, you want to act?"

Ji Yun just said something, but he didn't think that Jiang Wen really nodded.

"I can participate, but my salary is high."

"How tall? Three or four stories tall? ”