The entertainment industry is sober

Chapter 281 is quite interesting

Whether a person is beautiful or not is generally seldom controversial.

Because human beings define beauty and ugliness, relatively speaking, the difference is not that big.

Whether a script is good or not is a big controversy.

People who like it think that there is only one place in the world, and if you try hard to find it, you can always find what you like, and then blow it up!

People who don't like it think it's a pile of shit, and if they want to pick thorns, they can always pick some, and the author is so angry that he jumps his feet.

The point is that there are huge individual differences in this thing.

Everyone has their own set of judging standards, and they don't quite recognize other people's judging standards.

Alan's script format is quite standard, it seems that he has worked hard. Ni Bingyan has no language troubles and looks very fast.

The story is simple, a little boy misses his father, a story about love and peace.

Mom always took Adrian to the bank to withdraw money. Every time she withdraws money, she will tell him that Dad works hard in a distant place. It is really hard to support us!
Adrian was still held in his mother's arms when he appeared on the stage. Slowly, he began to learn to walk. Later, he grew to the height of his mother's shoulders.

He always asked, why didn't Dad come back?
Mom will find all kinds of excuses and tell him that there are various difficulties in the family, and Dad must work so hard to support the family.

At first he believed it, and was proud of his father. He often patted his chest and assured his mother that he would become like his father when he grew up and would work hard for the happiness of his family.

Every time my mother looked at him with tears in her eyes, she nodded and said yes.

When Adrian grew up, he was not so easy to be fooled, and he began to understand how to think, and he would ask his mother:
"What does daddy do? Why doesn't he work in our city?"

His mother told him that his father worked on a sea ship and traveled around the world every day.

He believed it at first, until he heard from a classmate that her father was finally going on vacation again, and that her father was a seaman.

Adrian felt very uneasy, and found his mother again on his birthday, and persistently asked why his father didn't take a vacation?

He kept asking for an answer, until he grew into a big boy, his mother told him:
"Dear Adrian, you are grown up now, and I have to tell you that your father died in the war when you were one year old. Every time your mother takes you to the bank, she is getting a pension from the government. Kim, they'll raise you instead of dad until you're an adult."

Although he had an ominous premonition in his heart, Adrian was still crying when he knew the news.

He covered his face, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, he ran to the door of the bank panting along the stone-paved alleys of the seaside town.

He was going to ask the people in the bank whether his mother had brought him here to collect the pension or the money his father had mailed back from afar.

But when he walked to the door of the bank, he dared not go in.

The end of the story is open. In the last scene, Adrian stood at the door of the bank, and the night slowly engulfed him.

After thinking about it carefully, Ni Bingyan praised: "The intention is very good. War will destroy peace, and it will also destroy ordinary families, and make children lose their fathers..."

Alan's eyes became obviously happy, and then he looked at her with an encouraging expression, hoping that she would say more.

"A happy childhood can be warm for a lifetime, but an unfortunate childhood needs a lifetime of healing. I think the last scene is really great. If it is in a movie theater, it will definitely make you cry."

"Yes! In my imagination, this scene is the sublimation of the whole short film, which leaves a lot of room for imagination and is very visually impactful."

"You can choose a beautiful seaside town to shoot. The sunset has a special atmosphere, and the beauty of the picture can add a lot of points."

"Yes, yes! I think so too!"

After reading the script, Ni Bingyan's biggest feeling is that the story line is too simple, the characters are too few, and it is a bit thin to support a complete movie.

Something needs to be stuffed in, but she can't say "I think...".

When the author seems to be humble enough to ask others for their opinions, he generally has only one purpose, which is to prove that his ideas are correct, rather than really wanting to hear someone's ideas.

Ni Bingyan began to discuss the plot with him from the beginning, guiding him to think over various details in the script.

"What kind of work does Adrian's mother do? Easy or hard? Is there any elderly in the family? Is her burden heavy? Is the money she goes to the bank to withdraw every month important to her family? "

Alan was a little confused at first: "I haven't thought about this question."

"That's really a pity. When I imagine the role of mother, it is difficult to have a three-dimensional image of the character in my mind."

"Add some profile, it should be much better."

Alan took another laptop and turned it on, and began to perfect his ideas cracklingly.

He is a meticulous and lonely person. When dealing with jewelry, he can polish it meticulously for a week, and when dealing with scripts, he can also ponder over it for a long time.

It is rare to find a friend with good taste to discuss with myself, and he thinks it is very good.

"How can Adrian's father be more three-dimensional? If his sense of presence can be stronger, when the truth is told by his mother, he will definitely be more tearful."

"Maybe I can try to deepen the portrayal of war? Dad's identity can also be more specific. War is too cruel, no one likes war..."

Seeing that Alan entered the state, holding the notebook and started to change it, Ni Bingyan also opened a document and recorded his thoughts.

For example, in the environment in which Adrian grew up, was he bullied by other children?Did he go when the other kids went on trips?Other children are walking on the road holding their father's hand. Does he envy him?
[He unknowingly followed his classmate Amon and his father, watching them gradually walk away holding hands, standing on the street and looking around blankly, but he didn't know where to go. ]
This story is really great. Now that Alan is busy and Ni Bingyan has nothing to do, she writes down some of her thoughts, hoping to bring some inspiration to Alan.

[Mom has been following him, and when he turned his head and walked home in despair, he saw his mother holding tears, standing beside a cluster of roses representing longing, looking at him tenderly, and waving gently at him .When he came to the side, he gently touched his head, and blamed him, "Why is it so late? I have been looking for it for a long time." ]
Ni Bingyan was poked by the picture in his imagination, and tears appeared in his eyes unconsciously.

When she was young, she had imagined countless times that her mother was watching her secretly on the way home from school, and when she found out, she smiled at her gently:
"Student, are you lost? Why don't you go home?"

Alan was very excited about changing the script. Seeing her lowering her head and wiping her tears, she couldn't help but secretly rejoice. She felt a little embarrassed at the same time that her script was successful.

"Hey, I thought it was pretty good before, but as soon as you said it, I felt that there are still a lot of things that can be improved. This is a big project. I have to wait for you to leave and then slowly modify it. You have to mention it to me later. Opinion."

"Sorry, I was only moved by the picture I imagined, you are really good, Alan, you can write such a good script, you are a natural screenwriter! I look forward to the final product and look forward to seeing it at the film festival , Really, for a moment, I even felt that if it was made into an animated short story, it could definitely apply for an Oscar!"

"Oh! Oh! God! In order to keep calm, I think we should go to dinner first, and I have to talk to you later!"

"No problem! I'm glad to witness you unlocking your new identity, screenwriter Mr. Alan."

Alan was so excited by what she said, and exaggeratedly covered his heart: "Oh my god, next time someone tells me that Orientals are very reserved, I will directly strangle him to death!"

Ni Bingyan waved her hand: "I'm just telling the truth, this story touched me very much in detail, even if you haven't really finished it yet."

Can Alan say that he has rewritten it eighty times, so is this the final draft?

No, of course not!

He feels that there is still room for improvement that he has unearthed!

　You go to Station B and search for "codeword worker 33 degrees".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)