You don't understand the happiness of the director

Chapter 134 Returning to Nortel to teach, teachers and students reversed (2, monthly ticket 1800)

Concubine Liu Yi's hesitation gave Wang Quan confidence, so he leaned over and kissed Concubine Liu Yi's warm lips.

Concubine Liu Yi hasn't really agreed yet, she's still making multiple choice questions between morality and desire.

And at the moment Wang Quan kissed her, she caught a glimpse of the Nutrition Express on the table, and Gal Gadot was smiling at her.

Concubine Liu Yi didn't know where she got the strength to push Wang Quan away, preventing him from making any further moves.

Wang Quan was puzzled, he thought he would succeed, but he made a mistake.

Concubine Liu Yi forced a smile, "Gadot did nothing wrong, I don't want you to despise me in the future because of what happened today."

The more important reason is that she wants to maintain the image of kingship in her heart. If she lets him succeed today, she is certainly a prodigal girl, so why is he not a scumbag.

She doesn't agree, she wants King Quan to be the best King Quan, and she wants to be the best Concubine Liu Yi!
"So you specially put on the stewardess uniform for me, isn't it just for temptation?" Wang Quan didn't understand.

"Just to let you see, it looks better than the one you bought before, right." Concubine Liu Yi was a little annoyed, so it was her behavior that made him misunderstand?It's because I have no sense of proportion.

Wang Quan shook his head, as expected, she was still a young girl who still had beautiful fantasies about love, okay, that's fine.

He asked, "Did you give me your first kiss just now? I kissed you just now."

Concubine Liu Yi's face was slightly red, she wanted to say that it was not counted, but she couldn't bear the failure of her royal hopes, so she finally nodded and gave a "hmm" like a mosquito.

Wang Quan breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a relaxed smile, "Then this visit to the Demon City is not in vain, then I'm leaving."

"Ah, now?" Concubine Liu Yi was surprised.

Wang Quan, "Of course it's tomorrow morning. I have something to do, so I'll go to the capital."

"Oh."

"I won't disturb you when I leave tomorrow, so now it's a farewell, I want to..." Wang Quan opened his arms.

"I know," Concubine Liu Yi threw herself into her arms and patted his firm back, "Safe journey."

Wang Quan also hugged her a little tighter, but finally let go.

At this moment, Zhao Liying's voice came from outside the door, "Sister Yi Concubine, open the door for me, I forgot to bring my room card."

Just as Wang Quan was about to open the door, Concubine Liu Yi hurriedly stopped her, "Wait a minute, I changed my clothes."

She suddenly changed into a stewardess uniform, which is weird.

Then Concubine Liu Yi changed her clothes, and Zhao Liying said to herself outside, "Ah? Didn't these two come back?"

Wang Quan was afraid that she would misunderstand, so he said at the door, "Xiao Zhao, wait a moment, and I will open the door for you right away."

Zhao Liying: "?"

What the hell, is the door welded shut? Why wait?

She waited for a few minutes, and Wang Quan chatted with her at the door, "It's almost there, right away, just wait a little longer."

Zhao Liying's incomprehension at the beginning gradually turned into wild thinking.

If you have to provide a reasonable explanation for the unreasonable behavior in the house, then I am afraid there is only one: clean up the scene!
Thinking of this answer, Zhao Liying covered her mouth in astonishment, oh my god, I, I ruined someone's good deed, so I won't be silenced!

No wonder, no wonder Aunt Liu insisted on taking her for a walk. This is not a walk, it's a place to commit crimes!
Auntie is also true, you go for a walk alone, and let them go to your room to make troubles, wouldn't it be fine.

Zhao Liying thought, why don't she really take a walk and come back after midnight, but at this moment the door opened, and Wang Quan and Concubine Liu Yi were looking at her with a smile, "Are you back?"

"Actually, I can go."

Wang Quan walked out of the room, "It's me who should go. It's getting late and I have to film tomorrow, so I'll go first."

Concubine Liu Yi waved her hand, "Goodbye."

After entering the room, Zhao Liying sniffed the air in the room. Yes, it seemed that she knew how to open the windows for ventilation, and the sheets were also very neat, without obvious wrinkles.

Wait, this is on the table?Ah, it's on the table!No wonder the sheets are so neat, you guys are too much!

Zhao Liying approached casually, wiped off the drop of white on the table with a tissue and threw it into the trash can, then hurriedly washed her hands.

Wang Quan went back to the room and drank the last sip of the Nutrition Express, but he was reluctant to throw it into the trash can, who let Gadot be on the outer packaging.

Wang Quan had a dream this day, a spring dream. In the past, the face of the heroine in such dreams was usually blurred, and he couldn’t remember what she looked like after waking up. But when he woke up today, he clearly remembered that the heroine was Concubine Liu Yi , why is she so flattering, so good at it, she can scratch people's hearts with all their claws.

Is this the so-called "what you can't get is always in turmoil", Wang Quan shook his head, pulled up the luggage he packed last night, and prepared to go north to the capital.

After the plane landed, his cousin Chen Chuling came to pick him up.

In the car, Chen Chuling couldn't wait, "Brother, in addition to the few novels you mentioned, I found another novel that is particularly suitable for remakes. It's just a foreign novel. You can shoot it in Hollywood."

"Oh, what novel?"

"It's in the back of the car."

Wang Quan glanced at it, and suddenly lost interest, "The Twilight Saga, right?"

"That's right, this novel is not well-known in China. It has just been translated, and not many people know about it." Chen Chuling was triumphant.

Wang Quan nodded, "You child still has eyesight, but it's too late. I bought it long ago in the United States, and the actors have been selected. It will start up in a month."

"What!" Chen Chuling was shocked by this sentence, alas, the 1 yuan hard work fee is gone!

She sent her cousin to the gate of Beidian School, and took the luggage back to Beiying Community for him.

When Wang Quan entered the school gate, he was too embarrassed to raise his head, and he didn't dare to say anything. The two connected banners were so conspicuous, it was too embarrassing.

This time, I was actually invited by the Film Bureau, and my cousin made the phone call in person.

This year, the American Film Association, that is, the MPAA and the China Film Bureau held a film master class to train domestic film practitioners in superstar scripts. All the screenwriters invited were also screenwriters from the American Screenwriters Association, and the place was in the Nortel campus.

The MPAA wants to use this to curry favor with the Film Bureau and its leading departments, so that more films from MPAA member companies can enter the mainland market, and it is best to increase the share ratio. The six major film companies in the United States are invited to submit their own script proposals, that is to say, students who participate in this class have the opportunity to have their scripts selected by the United States.

However, the level of screenwriters who can be invited to this kind of event is actually limited. There is no real Oscar-level screenwriter, not even one nominated for an Oscar.

When the leaders saw it, this was not going to work, it was too shabby, could they learn something good from this?By the way, don't we have an Otti screenwriter, and he is still a big winner at the East Film Festival. By the way, does he have time to come back?

Before the official invitation was issued, cousin Xu Yi first asked him if it was convenient for him as his sister-in-law.

Wang Quan readily agreed, it happened that he was planning to go back to the country, and it was nothing more than flying from Shanghai to the capital to delay one more day, and the other party only wanted him to attend a class.

Wang Quan wanted to visit his teacher Xie Fei first, but he was a little tight on time, so he had to go to class first. Unexpectedly, he saw the teacher at the door of the classroom. The old man was full of joy, as if he was several years younger again.

"Teacher, you are not a student of this class, are you?"

Seeing him, Mr. Xie was not surprised. He shook his notebook, "Observe the teacher, let us monitor whether there is any incorrect guidance of ideology. We have followed several classes."

Thank you for your hard work, old man, Wang Quan said with a smile, "Then you can relax in my class."

Xie Fei was still a little worried, "The teacher in the previous classes was pretty good, have you prepared, don't let others compare."

"I haven't even graduated from university, so it's not surprising that my lectures can be compared with others." Wang Quan didn't care.

"By the way, I have some good news for you," Xie Fei said again, "The Directors Guild Award has passed the review. It has been suspended for one year and will be renewed next year. It is also modeled on the Oscars and changed to a voting system for all members. You can vote now too."

Hearing the good news, Wang Quan was delighted, "Boss Han still has skills, which made those people succumb!"

Xie Fei asked, "Have you promised Han Sanping anything?"

Wang Quan shook his head, "It's nothing, I just promised to make a blockbuster film after returning to China and cooperate with China Film Group.

Xie Fei nodded, "That's right, after going out for a few years, I have a city mansion."

Wang Quan could tell that this was boasting of himself.

When I entered the classroom, I saw more than 20 people sitting sparsely. The class was small, and those who came were either masters or doctors. There were even lecturers. They were basically 30-year-old potential directors. There were a few graduate students from Nortel .

Wang Quan even saw Xue Xiaolu, his literature teacher back then, and Teacher Xue also saw him. The teacher in class was different every day, but he didn't expect it to be him today.

Teacher Xue opened his mouth slightly, unable to hide his surprise, but then he was relieved that he was qualified to stand on the podium.

Teacher Xie first said a few words, "This is today's teacher, Wang Quan, who comes from Hollywood's Dragon Head Films, and is also a member of the American Screenwriters Association. He was nominated for an Oscar for Original Screenplay. Everyone applauds."

Wang Quan stepped onto the podium and smiled, "The applause wasn't very warm, but it's okay, I'm the one who writes the script, and I don't intend to teach everyone everything."

Xue Xiaolu quit, "Wang Quan, I applauded very hard just now, you can't do this!"

Wang Quan, "Mr. Xue, I learned the script writing skills from you. Why don't you teach this lesson for me, and I will share half of the labor for you."

"Are you serious?"

"Of course it's just for fun. They didn't mention labor to me at all."

"Pfft~"

"Ha ha!"

There was laughter in the audience, and the atmosphere became lively. Wang Quan opened the student list, "Okay, just kidding, thank you Teacher Xue for your cooperation. I will give you an A in this class first."

Xue Xiaolu is in good spirits. Each teacher's scoring involves the final evaluation of outstanding students, which determines who can submit script proposals to the Hollywood Six!
Next was the formal lecture, Wang Quan said, "I have never been a teacher before, and I don't know how to explain it. How about this? I have a script project in hand. I will propose the beginning. Everyone can play freely and see how to continue it later."

Xie Fei pushed his glasses, oh, this method of teaching is interesting.

The students are also very active.

Wang Quan said, "Say, there was a university professor who was about to resign, and his colleagues all came to see him off, and then found a lot of random antiques in his home, from all ages. The first thing you would think of him is What are you doing?"

Xue Xiaolu raised her hand and answered, "Tomb robber!"

Wang Quan, "I like this answer, but I am afraid that someone will say that he is a collector."

A man behind Xue Xiaolu put down his hand silently, it was dangerous, but fortunately he didn't touch himself.

"Anyone else want to answer?"

Another middle-aged male student raised his hand and stood up, "Craft lovers, these antiques are imitated by him."

"Not bad," Wang Quan encouraged, "Is there any more?"

"Thief, these are all stolen."

"Oh, it's somewhat similar to Mr. Xue's. Do you have any other innovative ideas?"

One person laughed, and stood up shyly under everyone's gaze, "This professor is Ma Weidu, so it's reasonable to have a lot of antiques at home."

"Hahaha!"

Not only the classmates, but Wang Quan himself was very happy. Wang Quan knew Ma Weidu. This old man often went to drink with Lao Wang. He built the Guanfu Museum by himself in 97. In 04, the Guanfu Museum was expanded, and it was listed as one of the top ten folks in China. One of the museums, it can be regarded as a banner in the collection circle of China, and its popularity is extremely high.

Wang Quan gave the classmate a thumbs up, "I didn't even think of your answer before."

The student is very proud.

Wang Quan asked his name.

"My name is Yang Qing."

"Teacher?" There are several familiar faces in the audience, all of whom are postgraduate and doctoral students of Nortel, but I have never seen this one.

Yang Qing said embarrassingly, "I used to be from Chuanyin, and then I took the exam for the director department of the Adult Education Academy of Chinese Opera, and now I work as an executive director for others."

Speaking of adult education, a few serious Nortel graduate students felt a little disdainful.

Wang Quan smiled and said, "You have a big brain, so let me give you an A first."

"Brain hole?"

Wang Quan unconsciously uttered the buzzwords in the later film and television dramas he had watched, "Oh, the mind is closed, won't you be inspired if you open a hole?"

Everyone nodded, is this an imported word that Director Wang brought back from the United States?

Wang Quan continued, "Okay, let me tell you my answer. Do you have any brains?"

Everyone was looking forward to it, and even Teacher Xie Fei listened attentively, as if he really regarded himself as a student.

Wang Quan said, "In my opinion, this professor is an ancient man who lived for thousands of years. The antiques in everyone's eyes are just the utensils he used and the calligraphy he wrote casually."

hiss!
Everyone was shocked, whispering and discussing, oh my god, is this the brain hole of Aoti's screenwriter? This, who would have thought of this!You are too slanted.

Wang Quan continued, "Today's topic is that the professor confesses to his colleagues that he is an ancient person who is thousands of years old, so what can students do to convince him to convince his colleagues to believe in him?"

The male student behind Xue Xiaolu raised his hand, as if he was a graduate student in the directing department.

King Quan, "Please speak."

The man said, "It is impossible for human beings to live thousands of years, so the following plot is not valid. This person is either a liar or a lunatic."

"Hahaha!" The students laughed together again.

Wang Quan asked, "Is this classmate familiar? From Nortel?"

"Graduate director of level 02," the man poked his neck, "My name is Bi Zhifei."

Now he is preparing to take the Ph.D. exam at Peking University~
　(Ask for a monthly ticket!!!)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)