I'm the director, I'm not bad

Chapter 48 048. "Blind Well"?
During the two classes in the afternoon, Xu Xin didn't even lift his butt.

After the class ended at 4:[-] p.m., Qi Lei and Zhang Jianfan, the boss of a dormitory, helped him out of the school gate.

Then... the long-lost dormitory group of four ate a 300 yuan three-juice stew pot in Huang Jihuang at the school gate.

Then, Zhang Jianfan and the youngest Chu Guo told him to go back to the dormitory for one night.

Anyway, tomorrow is the weekend and there is no class, so the brothers can take care of him at least.

But Xu Xin refused.

He plans to go to see Teacher Yu tomorrow. If he leaves school, he has to drive home to get gifts, which is inconvenient.

So, Qi Lei and Chu Guo helped him into the taxi again.

After returning home, the taxi driver kindly helped him out of the car before leaving.

After returning home with difficulty, Xu Xin sat in the study, watching this Spring Festival, when his father gave the gift, the other party did not know whether it was true or not, but half the table was piled up with antique calligraphy and paintings... Canceled the invitation Nanny impulse.

No, I can't believe it.

Then, he dialed Yu Zhen's phone:
"Hey, Teacher Yu, are you busy now?"

"Well, I'm not busy, what's the matter?"

Yu Zhen seemed to be with the child, and she could still hear the noise of fighting.

Seeing this, Xu Xin also made a long story short:

"Would it be okay for me to find you tomorrow afternoon?... Go and have a meal."

"Hahaha, do you have something to ask the teacher?"

Hearing the other party's hearty laughter, Xu Xin heaved a sigh of relief and nodded:

"Well, I have a dilemma. I don't know who to turn to, so I can only turn to you, Teacher Yu."

"Then come here. It happens that Xinxin wants to eat dumplings tomorrow, so let's make dumplings."

"Hey, good. Then Teacher Yu... see you tomorrow."

"Well, hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Xin let out a long sigh of relief.

I feel at ease.

Then I turned on the laptop again... As a result, I was facing Word, my mind was still blank, and I sat blankly for almost an hour, and finally got up helplessly and walked to the storage room at home.

Turn on the lights.

Assortment of gifts.

There are all kinds.

Gift giving...is a science.

Xu Xin also saw a lot with his father about what kind of relationship and what level to send.

After thinking about it, he dug out two bottles of Feitian Moutai in the storage room, and a wooden box.

In the wooden box are two Mouton of the millennium year.

There is no need to refer to the value of this red wine or Feitian.

As the saying goes, dumplings are like wine, the more you drink, the more delicious you are.

The last time I was at the teacher's house, I saw that the wine cabinet the two of them were playing was a little empty, so it should be a good gift.

He wiped the dust with a rag, carried the box with some difficulty and put it in the study, and walked directly towards the bedroom with weak steps.

……

Saturday, noon.

Although the aftereffects of overfitting are still going on, at least my legs are able to walk today.

He took out the beef and broccoli from the refrigerator and cooked them casually. After a meal, seeing that it was almost time, Xu Xin set off with a gift.

Soon he arrived at Yu Zhen's house, and after the other party opened the door, Xu Xin immediately handed over the wine:

"Teacher Yu, here it is."

"what?"

Yu Zhen really didn't expect that a student like herself would bring a gift.

Then after seeing the iconic Moutai packaging, I was even more speechless:
"Why did you come here with a gift?"

"You can't come empty-handed either. It's just for Master to taste."

What Xu Xin said was very polite, but Yu Zhen still couldn't laugh or cry:
"How many times have I told you, you are a student, don't bring the outside world to school..."

"Isn't this your home?"

Xu Xin shook his head, and forcibly put the wine on the dining table by the door:
"You just accept it, don't you have it... next time I don't give it away, can't it be okay?"

"You kid..."

Yu Zhen was really helpless, but she was not refusing.

Instead, after placing all four wine boxes in the corner against the wall, he pointed to the aluminum basin placed on the table:
"Can you roll the skin?"

"Won't……"

"...Then will you take care of it?"

"Uh... no."

"..."

The corner of Yu Zhen's mouth twitched, completely helpless:
"Then why are you here? Last time I heard you talk about your sour soup dumplings. You said it clearly and logically, but you don't know anything?"

"Does this... know how to eat?"

Xu Xin said cheerfully, in exchange for Yu Zhen's increasingly speechless eyes:

"Okay, then you can help me."

"Well... just yourself?"

"Yes, your teacher is on a business trip and will only come back tonight. Xinxin went to a classmate's house in the morning, and your teacher will pick her up and come back with her in the afternoon."

"Oh~~ Then I'll wash my hands first."

"Ah."

Soon, Xu Xin, who had washed his hands clean, sat on the dining table and helped Yu Zhen pull out the dough.

While Yu Zhen rolled the skin skillfully, she said:
"Is something wrong with me?"

"Have."

"Tell me, what's the matter? About "Not Drunk"?"

"No, just..."

Xu Xin hesitated for a moment before asking:
"Teacher Yu, I have a story in my head, but I don't know how to write a script, what should I do?"

"Uh……"

Yu Zhen paused when she was rolling the skin, turned her head to look at herself, a student who really looked like a legacy of the past, and asked in surprise:

"You want a script?"

"Correct."

Xu Xin nodded.

"Or a short film?"

"No, the screenplay!"

"..."

This time, Yu Zhen was really surprised.

This is freshman year.

You are still in the director department...

Are you going to make your own movie script?

She never felt that she was not capable enough as a student.

Because the script of "Not Drunk" is just a small vacation homework, but as the saying goes, you can see the whole leopard at a glance. Whether it is the layout or shooting in those rooms, I saw that the student himself did not mark it on the script, but After what has been shown, Yu Zhen also admitted that...he is qualified to write...and has the ability to write a good script.

What the other party lacks is only theoretical knowledge and shooting experience that can support him on the road of directing.

So, it's not that Yu Zhen thinks that Xu Xin is not capable enough.

Rather curious...

"what story?"

"...If I knew how to summarize this story with you, I would write it directly. To tell you the truth, Teacher Yu, this story... was told to me by my dad, and it happened to my dad's friend Things. Then I had an inspiration, and I thought this story was good, and I wanted to shoot it. But I have this story in my mind, but I don’t know how to describe it, how to write it, how to tell you...

I can only tell you that this story happened in the Northwest, and then...a mine owner killed a shepherd boy and buried him, thinking that everything was safe, but someone found the body of the shepherd boy again. I found this mine owner and arrested him... This is the story, combined with some experiences I saw... or heard when I was a child, I want to... write about those coal bosses in my hometown, and some of our relying The story of the man who got the first pot of gold from the land acquisition of the coal mine..."

"..."

Now, Yu Zhen's brows really frowned.

After thinking about it, she asked:
"The story of the Great Northwest? Or is it related to the coal mine?... Something like "The Blind Shaft"?"

"...Blind well? Small coal mine?"

Yu Zhen was talking about movies, but to Xu Xin, the name "Blind Well" represented those small coal mines.

What the two said was not right.

But Yu Zhen saw it...

"Haven't you seen the movie?"

"……No ah."

"Well, that's right, we didn't allow this movie to be released... EMMMM..."

Yu Zhen thought for a while, put down the rolling pin in her hand, and said:
"It just so happens that I have this movie. So...you read it first, the script you mentioned, to be honest, as a teacher personally, I can't give you much advice. You should also understand that the director's responsibility is to Responsible for telling stories, not creating stories. So in terms of script creation, the teacher's own level is also limited. But...you can wait for your master to come back after reading it."

While speaking, she walked to the TV, opened the TV cabinet below, and pulled out several large boxes.

Inside the box are all kinds of domestic and foreign discs.

While searching, she said:
"You don't know what your teacher does, do you?"

"do not know."

Xu Xin shook his head, and Yu Zhen also dug out a disc and turned on her own VCD player.

"Your teacher is the editor of the publishing house, and he has dealt with many authors. One of the editor's jobs is to discuss the inspiration of book creation with the author, conduct summary, and related review...Of course, more is to remind What's more, sometimes he is urging those authors like a debt collector... How can these authors be so procrastinating? They are really lazy... Ahem, um... He is very good at helping authors find inspiration... Wait When he comes back, you can ask him. The advice I can give you is too textbook, you understand?"

Following her words, Xu Xin's eyes lit up.

But the TV in front of him was dark.

Then, a very familiar environment, a small coal kiln construction site with a maximum output of several thousand tons a year, came into view.

In an instant, Xu Xin's DNA was awakened.

　Haha, did you think I was going to write about blind wells?Come on, it's all been written badly, if it's an entertainment book, let's use "Blind Well" to blow up a wave...haha.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)