This star is too fierce

Chapter 85, Almost Made Yu Feihong Cry

Lu Bu has never read the original novel "Ginkgo, Ginkgo", but from the three titles Yu Feihong chose, we can get a glimpse of it. It should revolve around a ginkgo tree and tell a story of unresolved love between humans and ghosts.

Below is the outline of the story, which is what Yu Feihong has adapted so far.

[In the previous life, the male protagonist A Ming’s family was a bandit and the female protagonist Xiao Jiu’s family had a feud. Xiao Jiu knew about it but A Ming didn’t. One day when A Ming was hunting, he met A Jiu who was dressed in red and was sitting on the edge of a cliff playing the flute. , From then on, you can see thousands of years.

But Xiaojiu knew her own background, but during the days when she was taken away by Amin, she gradually fell in love with the domineering and infatuated Amin, but she couldn't let go of the hatred in her heart and the spy mission entrusted to her by her brother. 】

In the past year or so, Lu Bu has added a lot of film and television dramas, including some classic Japanese and Korean dramas and European and American dramas.

The family of the hero and heroine is a feud, or the hero and heroine have a hatred of killing their father, and then the hero and heroine can still love each other. There are many such plots. In today's words, it is an "old routine", but the old routine plays a new one. The tricks are not unattractive.

He continued to watch.

[Amin, heartbroken by love, became a monk. Ahjiu went to live in a hermitage next to the monastery where Amin became a monk, and brought tea and meals to Amin every day. Afterwards, he successfully found out the time when Amin's brother traveled. and the location, and informed his brother to carry out an ambush.

Before they died, the two had an agreement in the next life, but Ah Jiu reincarnated early in order to meet Ah Ming as soon as possible, but Ah Ming was afraid that Ah Jiu would not find him in the next life, but he forgot Chuanhe and did not drink Meng Po soup , entrust a ray of soul on a ginkgo tree in the temple, and wait for 50 years on the road of reincarnation. 】

Here are the plots related to the original work, "Ginkgo Tree" and "Ghost".

Seeing this, Lu Bu thought it was quite satisfactory.

After that is the afterlife.

[In this life, Ayu and her husband were childhood sweethearts, and after they got married, they taught everywhere for a living. One day, they saw a ginkgo tree in a vacant house not far from the best friend’s house. One night when I left the house, I found a faint mist in the ginkgo tree, and slowly gathered into a monk. Seeing that the monk had no malicious intentions, Ayu was no longer afraid.

The monk told Ayu the story of himself and Ajiu, and Ayu also told the monk about the happiness of himself and her husband. When Ayu bowed his head to refill the tea, the monk disappeared without knowing when.

Amin, who had been waiting for 50 years, was finally relieved. He had been waiting for her for so many years and only wanted her to be happy. As long as she was happy, it didn't matter whether he gave her happiness or whether he could get her.

Feeling strange, Ah Yu returned to the room, accidentally saw herself wearing a wedding dress in the mirror, suddenly remembered the past, and yelled at Ah Ming to chase him out. 】

Seeing Lu Bu frown, Yu Feihong's heart suddenly became uneasy, and when he closed the notebook, he immediately asked, "Is it okay?"

Lu Bu tapped his fingers rhythmically on the notebook. Seeing her nervousness, he raised the corners of his mouth and asked, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Really..." Yu Feihong hesitated for a moment, and said, "Let's listen to the lies first."

Lu Bu pondered for a while, and said: "A love affair that never ends, a classical love beyond time and space, a very pure love story, very touching."

Yu Feihong suddenly seemed to be discouraged, a lie is such a good evaluation, so the truth...

Lu Bu noticed her change, but still asked: "Do you still want to listen to the truth?"

Yu Feihong nodded and said, "Go ahead."

Lu Bu said again: "The truth may not sound so nice."

Yu Feihong looked at him and said, "I can bear it."

Lu Bu said without hesitation: "If it is made into a movie, there is a high probability that it will rush."

"Although there is only one outline of the story, it can be seen that it is divided into upper and lower parts. The first half is about 50 years ago, and the second half is about 50 years later, but both sides are relatively illogical and old-fashioned. "

"It feels like you have fallen into a quagmire of fake, big, and empty. For example, the conflict between the male and female protagonists has not made any preparations, so the passage of life and death will make people confused. The heroine is only Wangchuan River and does not drink Mengpo soup, but the reincarnation of the heroine must have crossed the Wangchuan River and drank Mengpo soup, so how can she remember things from her previous life?"

Yu Feihong blushed when he heard this, and wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

Lu Bu did not stop, and continued: "And you used the element of 'ghost', but weakened the existence of ghosts, not scary, not scary, more like a narrator telling a story to the heroine, I don't know Have you ever watched "The Love Between Humans and Ghosts" and "Rouge Button", both of which are about the relationship between humans and ghosts, the stories and logic of these two films are very good."

Yu Feihong was hit hard and wanted to cry a little.

Seeing this, Lu Bu softened his tone and said, "I can see that you like this story very much and want to present it in the form of a movie, but you have to make sure that you are filming it for yourself or for the audience. watch."

"This is very important. If you just want to please yourself, then the script will follow your ideas, but if you want to please the audience, you need to consider more details."

"After all, movies are a popular art. If the public can't understand or like it, how can it be called a popular art, don't you think?"

"I..." Yu Feihong opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

I want to say it's a dream, but it's not all.

That is to make money, and it violates the original intention.

In short, it's messy.

Whether it is writing novels or making movies and TV series, to put it bluntly, it is to tell the public a story that has touched me.

But how to tell a story so that others are moved as much as I am is not easy, especially when telling a love story.

What often happens is that the screenwriter, director, and even the actors are all immersed in the plot and cannot extricate themselves, but the people around them are baffled, why do they fall in love?Why don't you love me?How to die or live?

Lu Bu handed her the notebook back, and comforted her, "Take your time, this is the first edition you adapted."

He is very straight.

When encouraging Yu Feihong to be confident, he spared no effort, but if there is a problem with the script, he will not hide it.

Yu Feihong opened his notebook and looked at the story he had written word by word. After a long time, he let out a breath and said, "Abu, thank you."

Lu Bu smiled and said, "Thank me for what? Thank me for criticizing your script?"

Yu Feihong shook his head, looked into his eyes, and said, "Thank you for letting me get out of my own world."

She took it for granted.

Immersed in the love story that I think is beautiful, romantic and touching, but it is actually full of loopholes.

Lu Bu murmured: "Thank you, no need, I just hope you don't blame me for fooling you into this road."

Yu Feihong hurriedly said: "How come, being a director and making a movie is an idea I had before I met you."

She figured it out, Wenqing is a disease that can be cured.

As for the script, it must be rewritten, or even modified. It is not impossible to leave only one core of the story.

(End of this chapter)