"Because my dad beat me ......"

The members of the drama club who played Zheng Qianli next to him hurriedly stood up and said to the people around him: "The violence at home is too miserable." ”

The actor who played Qi Leshan suddenly laughed maniacally, and the narrator appeared and read out a line.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Leshan continued: "I saw that my father was beating my horse every day. ”

"Wait, hit whom?"

"Hit my horse."

"Just because I beat your horse?"

"Who else are you going to fight?" Qi Leshan was grief-stricken and said: "I call him Dad, and he beats my horse, is that right?" ”

"Poof." Jiang Yulou didn't hold back for a while and laughed.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and covered his mouth.

Judging from this paragraph, the rehearsal worked well. Even if amateur drama actors have shortcomings of one kind or another, this seriousness is still worth encouraging.

After rehearsing this scene, Ying Da came over.

"Yo, Teacher Jiang is here, and I am not welcome."

"Okay, what kind of teacher is not a teacher, don't do this?" Jiang Yulou looked around and whispered, "Ying A, how is the rehearsal progress of the drama club recently?" ”

"Yulou, why do you care about this?" Ying A little puzzled, after all, since Jiang Yulou gave them the book, he has never cared about the rehearsal of the drama club.

Jiang Yulou said helplessly: "Hey, this is not the time when Mr. Sun said that he leaked his mouth, and Director Ji knew about it." Director Ji is very concerned about this matter, there is no way, I, the script creator, can only follow suit. ”

"What, Director Ji also knows?" Ying Da was surprised.

The most important thing is that Director Ji attaches great importance to it, and Director Ji attaches great importance to it, so the school will inevitably pay attention to it.

Their small drama club has attracted the attention of the school's senior management, which is ......

Thinking of this, Ying Da felt a little numb.

"That's right, if you have any difficulties, you can just mention it." Jiang Yulou kindly reminded: "After this village, there will be no such shop." ”

"I know, in fact, the rehearsal is almost now, and the members of our drama club are working hard, but there are still some deficiencies in makeup, props and sets."

Ying Da took the opportunity to put forward a bunch of requirements, regardless of whether he could do it in the end, in short, put forward what he wanted first.

"Okay, I've written it down. You also work hard and reflect it upwards, maybe what you want will be ready for you sooner. ”

When he left the drama club, Jiang Yulou's expression was much more relaxed than when he came.

It seems that the teachers are completely overwhelmed, even if he is not there, the drama club is also rehearsing very well. If Ying Da had gotten everything he wanted, he might have been able to perform.

Of course, he also knew that this was the ideal situation, but this time he brought a lot of pressure to Ying Da, even if Ying Da couldn't get the same thing, he thought it would be a kind of urging for him.

The next day, Jiang Yulou told Director Ji and Teacher Sun about Ying's request.

It wasn't the two of them who were responsible for this matter, but they were enthusiastic. The two also agreed to help coordinate, and the speed of the performance could be two points faster.

Time flies, and in an instant it's the weekend again.

Jiang Yulou had promised Wang Shuo before that he would help him read the draft. He is the most particular about being a man, so he went to Wang Shuo's house after class on Saturday.

Wang Shuo is also a sincere person, he immediately bought wine and snacks, and entertained Jiang Yulou at the house where he currently lives in Yanjing.

Neither of them is the kind of person who likes to hide and tuck, and they say anything on the spot.

After Wang Shuo drank two glasses of wine, he began to pour bitter water on Jiang Yulou.

Didn't you mention earlier, Wang Shuo has been working in a pharmaceutical company in Yanjing since he was discharged from the army. said that it was a pharmaceutical company, and his position was also called good, pharmaceutical sales. But in reality, his job is not very decent, and in his words, it is all a job of selling sugar water.

Wang Shuo drank another glass of wine, and the strength of the wine was already a little high at this time, so he scolded with the strength of the wine: "Just TM a glucose, they are about to be praised by those grandsons, as if they can cure any disease after drinking this thing." ”

"Yo, I can't see that you still have a cynical side." Jiang Yulou said with a smile.

"It's not cynical, it's just that I don't want to be in the same league as those grandchildren." After Wang Shuo took a peanut and ate it, he said, "I don't want to do this job." But it wasn't interesting to find another job, so I wondered if I could follow the path of a writer. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang Yulou with envy.

The reason why he had the idea of being a writer was because of the person in front of him.

Jiang Yulou is not very old, but he relied on writing to buy a courtyard house of tens of thousands of yuan in Yanjing, which can be regarded as a complete home.

But what about him?

After retiring from the army, he still achieved nothing, and although his current broken job has a hundred yuan a month, it is a drop in the bucket compared to the writer's income.

And he is also a person who has published novels, and he is much more confident than ordinary people.

"Now in our country, being a writer is indeed a good way. But this road is not easy to walk, it is easy to eat, but it is not easy to be a writer who is liked by the people. ”

Wang Shuo was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Jiang Yulou to say this.

But after thinking for a moment, he said, "I don't have much ambition either. What you said about being a writer that the people like, it's far from me. I just want to make some money from writing right now, and give me the courage to quit. ”

"That's easy." Jiang Yulou nodded, and said, "It's just that why did you think of looking for me?" ”

Wang Shuo said with a wide tongue: "Because you are famous." ”

Who said that Wang Shuo is arrogant, he is obviously very honest. Jiang Yulou thought to himself.

Wang Shuo continued with the strength of the wine: "I read the two novels before you wrote "Secret Calculation", and I feel quite ordinary. Well, it's more earthy, and this "Secret Calculation" can still be eye-catching. ”

Speaking of "Secret Calculation", he had a look on his face, after all, Jiang Yulou was able to write this book, but it was thanks to him that he provided a lot of materials.

Jiang Yulou joked: "Thanks to Master Shuo." ”

"What is not a master." Wang Shuo put his arm around Jiang Yulou's shoulders and said, "We are brothers, I call you Yulou, can't you call me Shuozi?" ”

After laughing for a few sentences, Wang Shuo said: "I think the current domestic literary scene is too boring, what are the things written, scars, reforms, boring, boring, not as interesting as your spy war suspense." ”

"Then I thank you for the compliment." Jiang Yulou arched his hand.

"Well, now I have a problem before me. I don't want to write about outdated genres, and I don't want to write about spy suspense, so I want you to show me the way. ”