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Chapter 58 Once upon a time there was a little daughter-in-law

Chapter 58 Once upon a time there was a little daughter-in-law (Part [-])

Qin Dao didn't hold back, and said straight to the point: "I told you just now that the first element of the script is surprise."

"If you surprise every plot and reach a climax at the end, then this is a very good script!"

Seeing all the students with silly faces under the podium, Qin Dao said twice: "Not much nonsense, let's explain it directly with examples!"

He erased the words on the blackboard again, and tapped on the blackboard: "The story begins with a young daughter-in-law with two immature children. She received bad news early in the morning. Her husband, who went out to do business, died. gone."

Qin Dao scribbled down the words "Little Daughter-in-law", wrote "Two Children" in the remarks, and drew an arrow to the side to write "Husband's Death".

"Just as the little daughter-in-law was crying, a group of creditors came to the door!"

His plot line has been pushed forward a step further, and creditors have been written.

"When she was desperate, a rich man from the village who had coveted her beauty for a long time appeared. This rich man was very old and looked wretched."

"The local rich man said that as long as the young daughter-in-law is willing to marry him, he can help her solve her debt problem."

Qin Dao wrote down the three characters of rich man.

"At this time, another person appeared. He was the childhood sweetheart of the young daughter-in-law before she got married. He was separated by the young daughter-in-law's parents because of lack of money."

"Now that he is returning home, he hopes that his little wife will marry him."

Qin Dao looked around at the students who were obviously relieved, hehe in his heart, and continued: "But he said that he has already married a wealthy family's daughter-in-law, a little wife, and can only be a shady outsider , you can’t bring two children with you.”

"The old rich man also said that he doesn't want two children either."

Qin Dao wrote the last character in the plot, the childhood sweetheart returning home.

Qin Dao's slender index finger slid over the characters on the blackboard one by one:

The young daughter-in-law (two young children)—husband’s death—the creditor—the old rich man—the childhood sweetheart returning home
"How about it, does it feel like there is a ring and a ring, and the climaxes come one after another?"

Qin Dao looked at the students in the training class with a smile on his face.

Wang Yu couldn't help yelling: "I don't feel the climax after another, it's getting worse and worse, it's true!"

Qin Dao couldn't help laughing. He coughed lightly and said, "In short, the plot is getting more and more intense. When the protagonist is walking a tightrope, we will send the protagonist a hurricane!"

"Next, let's do a simple exercise."

After the plot line on the blackboard, Qin Dao pulled out another arrow and put a question mark: "Now, please continue to write this plot."

After a pause, he said with a smile: "There will be rewards when you finish writing."

Not every student is like Song Huanxi, who will prepare paper and pen in advance.

Qin Dao had already prepared for this, and took out a stack of paper and pens, and each student was given a piece of paper and a pen.

Back on the podium, Qin Dao glanced at his watch: "Okay, students, the limit is 15 minutes!"

Song Huanxi stared at the blank paper in front of her, and she found that her old problem had returned: she once again had a sense of blankness where she couldn't write.

There was already the sound of brushing and brushing in her ears. Obviously, the students around her were not as entangled as she was.

Song Huanxi's eyes fell on the long series of plot developments that she had copied into the notebook, not so much climaxes, but startling step by step.

The appearance of every new character seems to push this young daughter-in-law into a deeper abyss.

According to the trend of screenwriter Qin's story, it should be adding more bad news, but Song Huanxi didn't want to write like that.

She felt inexplicably that there should be hope for people to live.

Just like her family, when her father, who was the pillar of the family, passed away, the family should have collapsed in an instant, but in fact, even though her life was stretched, she stumbled and survived until she reached adulthood.

Song Huanxi was actually a little grateful to An Xiuniang. There was an adult in the family, and there were only three underage children. They were two completely different concepts.

That's why she went against her father's last wish and asked Senior Brother Feng to find out about the family background and personality of the He family.

If you don't want to continue the bad news——

The first thought in Song Huanxi's mind was a nobleman from the sky, and he even had an irrepressible rebellious impulse: The villain Qin can arrange bad guys to appear on the stage continuously, why can't she arrange for good people who can help the little wife's family to appear on the stage? !
After fine wine and pot water, a second person finally appeared on Song Huanxi's nickname list: Badass Qin.

Song Huanxi thought for a long time, but still denied the idea.

It is indeed very simple to be a nobleman from heaven, but can it really change one's own destiny?

For example, she rejected the checks from Principal Chen and Guo Hansang successively, because she knew that sooner or later the funding would be spent, and what would happen after it was spent?
It's better to rely on yourself now and find a job in a down-to-earth manner, which is the long-term solution.

Song Huanxi felt something in her heart, and an idea gradually formed in her mind. She finally picked up the pen and wrote down the first word seriously——

"Okay," Qin Dao glanced at his watch: "Students, please put down the pens in your hands, who will come first?"

Wang Yu said without hesitation, "Me!"

He stood up, picked up the paper in front of him, and began to read: "Just when the little daughter-in-law was in a dilemma, a hero descended from the sky, with a blue dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right, a black bear digging out its heart, and a white crane spreading its wings." , directly beat a group of creditors to the ground, and drove away the old rich and hypocrites!"

After Wang Yu finished reading aloud, he raised his head and looked at Qin Dao triumphantly: "Teacher, how is my writing?"

Qin Dao: "... Heh, what is the identity of this hero? Why did he help this girl?"

Wang Yu waved his hand impatiently: "They said they fell from the sky! Aren't the heroes in martial arts novels all descended from the sky?!"

Qin Dao: "...Okay, I see."

He chose to ignore Wang Yu directly: "Next."

Wang Yu sat down resentfully, hum, forget it, he doesn't care about a dead emperor!

This time, it was Qin Haoyang who stood up. He coughed twice, cleared his throat, and read: "Just when the scene was in a state of anxiety, there was a loud drink, what do you want to do to my goddaughter? A white-haired The old lady from the rich family hurried over in a four-person sedan chair."

"It turns out that this rich old lady fell into the water a few years ago, but fortunately her young daughter-in-law rescued her, so she recognized her god-in-law."

Qin Dao interrupted him expressionlessly: "May I ask this classmate, how did the old lady in the four-person sedan chair fall into the water? Was it thrown into the river by the four bearers?"

The audience roared with laughter, especially Wang Yu who laughed the loudest: "Hahaha, you idiot, you are not as good as my hero!"

Qin Haoyang sat down resentfully, what about his brother? !When he went back, he told his mother not to cook taro chicken for a month!

Don't cook any of his brother's favorite dishes!
 Qin Dao: Boss, the students are pretty stupid, let's disband as soon as possible!

  Everyone is welcome to leave a message to continue writing the story of the little daughter-in-law!
  I feel like this chapter is a bit spiritually sublimated.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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