Reborn Millennial Gamer

Chapter 66 I have a bold idea
Nortel, Zangshuge Cafe.

Lu Fei pushed the door open and entered. The bell hanging on the wall rang. He glanced around and saw a man and a woman near the window.

The man is naturally Tang Danian, and the woman seems to be familiar to him.

"Mr. Lu, I've been hearing your name on the channel, this time I saw a real person." She offered her hand.

"It is you."

Lu Fei raised his eyebrows in surprise, no wonder he looks so familiar, Xue Xiaolu who shot "Yanjing Meets Seattle"!

She is not teaching at Nortel yet. In the program department of the 10 Science and Education Channel, when she was chatting with Wang Lihuan, she served tea and poured water.

Ah, the market has not seen a rise in half a year, is it all "you"?

Tang Danian looked confused, "Do you know each other?"

"Know, why don't you know?"

Xue Xiaolu nodded, his eyes full of admiration, "The "10th Screening Room" planned by Mr. Lu and us is now the gold medal program with the highest ratings on the channel."

Fuck, is there such a thing?
Tang Danian cast his eyes on Lu Fei, and he said calmly, "Is it okay for Long Bing and Zhang Xiaobei to cooperate?"

"Alright, Director Wang and Producer Tu all praised you for your unique vision, but Xiaobei is still a little immature, and his writing style, insights, and layout are not as good as yours."

"You're welcome."

Lu Fei sat down with a smile, crossed his legs, ordered a cup of cappuccino, and stretched out his hand, "Old Tang, where is the book?"

"Here." Xue Xiaolu put his hands up, "It turns out that you came up with the inspiration for this script."

"I also watched Julia Roberts' "Sleeping with the Enemy", and I was inspired that domestic violence does not distinguish between East and West, and domestic violence is inevitable in Chinese families."

Lu Fei turned to the first page of the book, in the column of screenwriters, [Jiang Wei], [Tang Danian], [Xue Xiaolu], and then it was his turn, ranked at the bottom, signed by the text screenwriter, that is, to review whether the book is correct Spoken language, are there any typos...

It's just a mess, a mix of qualifications.

Xue Xiaolu suggested to reverse the order of the two of them, Tang Danian waved his hand: "The script writer is enough, he is just preparing for the art exam."

"That's right, there's no need to change it." Lu Fei smiled.

Tang Danian rolled his eyes, "But your name can't be used in vain, read the script, if you have any ideas and opinions, you should mention it."

Xue Xiaolu echoed, showing expectant eyes.

"to make!"

Lu Fei flipped through it casually, looking at ten lines at a glance, until he drank half of the cappuccino, closed the book leisurely, and let out a breath.

"Forcing people only have a million thoughts."

"Say, don't be tricky." Tang Danian asked.

"Your plot is not intense enough." Lu Fei said lightly.

"Intensity" is not a fictional word, it refers to the intensity of the plot and the emotion of the story.

A small matter in a film and television drama also pays attention to intensity.

For example, if the neighbor upstairs makes noise and disturbs you downstairs, you have to go up and argue. This kind of trivial matter is literally played out, as plain as boiled water.

As for the intensity, it is to use various seasonings of oil, salt, vinegar, wine, chili noodles, and adjust the story of plain boiled water to produce various tastes of sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy, like holding a knife to reason.

"Be more specific." Tang Danian frowned.

"Domestic violence is not cruel enough, the hero An Jiahe is not cruel enough, and the heroine Mei Xiangnan is not cruel enough."

Lu Fei randomly picked out a plot, and as a teacher, Mei Xiangnan visited the students' homes, "Here is a follow-up, An Jiahe was suspicious, scolded the heroine for being indiscreet, and beat and kicked her until a rib was broken. "

"Ah?!" Xue Xiaolu was startled.

"It's not over yet. After the beating, An Jiahe ran to the hospital and knelt in front of Mei Xiangnan, and apologized sincerely."

Lu Fei tried his best to act: "I was wrong, please forgive me, I love you too much. Baby, does it hurt? Why don't you listen to me, you have to talk to that stranger."

Tang Danian's eyes lit up, and he clicked the question!
"In short, any trivial matter can arouse the male protagonist's jealousy and suspicion, and then just one word, hit!"

Lu Fei sipped his cappuccino, "After typing, another word, regret."

"This is not schizophrenic, pervert!" Xue Xiaolu gasped.

"I understand. You want the male lead to be violent while repenting, and the female lead to forgive while being beaten, and the two sides just wrestle like this."

Tang Danian suddenly realized, "Hiss, this plot is indeed strong enough!"

"Have you read "Longing"?" Lu Fei said.

Tang Danian said: "Of course, who hasn't watched this drama, the whole country mourns Liu Huifang, and the whole country sighs Song Dacheng..."

Lu Fei spread his hands, "You treat this Mei Xiangnan as the domestic violence version of Liu Huifang, no matter how miserable it is, the finale, and if you successfully escape from the clutches of the clutches, the audience will feel comfortable!"

"But will this exaggerate domestic violence?" Xue Xiaolu worried.

Lu Fei curled his lips and snorted.

The first 10 episodes of "Dear Child" still sell anxiety, so is it selling?That is the reality of marriage failure!
Why, only family fun on the screen is allowed, but cruelty is not allowed?
"Have you ever seen domestic violence?"

He asked Xue Xiaolu, then Tang Danian, and the two shook their heads, then asked: "Where is the teacher Jiang Wei who is the chief writer?"

Xue Xiaolu said: "Yes, Mr. Jiang has been doing a social survey on domestic violence recently, perfecting the script."

"That's the end of it. Reality is crueler than stories." Lu Fei put down his raised legs and gave an example casually.

"Looking at it this way, the writing is not deep enough, it needs to be changed!"

Tang Danian pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered something: "Hey, did you apply to Nortel for this year's art test?"

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"Ah~ah~ah~"

"嘿～嘿～嘿～"

Lu Fei stood in the courtyard, hanging his voice for a while, it was round and mellow, vigorous and powerful.

"Okay, half a year of penance is not in vain."

After passing the New Year, Qin Hai rushed back to Yanjing immediately.

"Second, check again, have you brought all the things?" Lu Yun came out of the room and handed over the thermos cup, "Hey, there is a fat sea in it, clearing the throat and sharpening the throat."

Xiao Hongmei looked nervous, "Why don't we go with you too?"

"Brother, sister-in-law, there's no need. Sister Hailu is enough. It's just an art test, and it's not a big deal. I'll guarantee you a bachelor's degree this year."

Lu Fei had already experienced it once in his previous life, the first time he was born, and the second time he was acquainted, this time everything is ready and he is not afraid at all.

He packed lightly, and when he came to the Chinese opera, there were already parents and candidates standing at the door, handsome men and beautiful women gathered, and there was a large crowd.

Their clothes are as good-looking as their faces. They love talking, laughing, and making friends. They get together in twos and threes, know or not know each other, know each other or not. Network and careful examination.

These young people exude vitality and pride all over their bodies.

With a rough sweep, faces passed by one by one, hey, I don't know any of them, is the stardom so bleak this year?
Among the crowd, a pair of eyes stared at Lu Fei through the gap. Zhang Yang was still shivering uncontrollably, wrapped in a heavy down jacket.

"He really came, really came."

"Brother, who is coming?"

Behind him, a voice with a Qindao accent suddenly came out.

Zhang Yang turned his head and saw an unrefined face in front of him. The man's face was full of vicissitudes, his skin was yellow and black, as if he had experienced countless winds and rains.

"It's nothing." He pulled away, his eyes full of disgust.

The man's face froze, he clearly felt the white eyes around him, and then he grinned, looking naive and silly, and was ridiculed even more, as if to say——

With such a shabby appearance, how dare you come to take the Chinese opera exam?
Finally unable to bear the intentional or unintentional gaze, he ran to the end of the line with low self-esteem, then took out a cigarette and secretly lit it.

Suddenly, Lu Fei appeared, "Hey buddy, borrow a fire."

"Huh?" The man was taken aback.

"Borrow a fire." Lu Fei gestured for a lighter.

"Oh, yes." The man said in surprise.

Lu Fei glanced around. The people next to them were far away from them. He was afraid of smelling smoke on his body, and the judges would smell his impression during the interview. The adults and parents behind him also looked at the two of them as if they were watching.

"Thank you, my name is Lu Fei, and I'm taking the exam in the Department of Acting, buddy, how about you?"

"I?"

The man obviously felt that the young man didn't have that kind of politeness and hypocrisy, and his tone was sincere, and he said with a smile: "My name is Huang Bo, and I'm here to take the higher vocational class."

　Dragon Onmyoji and Banxia Daoren for the 4500 starting coins, thanks to Qingping Dragon King for the 1500 starting coins, and thanks to Yake Yakexi for the 100 starting coins.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)