After the college entrance examination, the stupid beauty shocked the world by drawing cards

Chapter 121 Sister, I don't want to work hard
Luo He thought: "Let's create a very suave male protagonist to go in and sprinkle some sweets and talk about love."

"Isn't that what a classical Chinese drama is?"

Su Yongsheng raised his hand and said, "The teacher is brilliant!"

Luo He put the script of "Saving Feng Chen" into his bag: "The Film and Television Association is looking for me urgently and asked me to hand over a new script."

"I took this script first. I'll read it on the road and tell them about the inspiration for my new play first!"

Su Yongsheng nodded: "It's still the same, the price is 5 yuan."

Luo He made an OK gesture and left with the script.

This "cooperation" between Su Yongsheng and Luo He has been going on for three years.

Su Yongsheng used the name of a well-known screenwriter to trick newcomers into signing up for a class to learn how to cut leeks. These screenwriters who could not come up with themes and storylines "find inspiration" from the works submitted by these newcomers.

These veteran screenwriters have been in the industry for many years, and they have rich experience and are good at writing stories. Once they process the immature inspirations of these newcomers, won't a wonderful plot come out?

These stories about newcomers become their own if they change their persona and background, and they can write these things better.

After the series is aired, even if these newcomers find that the story plot is similar to the works they have submitted before, and they want to defend their rights, there is no way to argue.

This kind of advanced manuscript cleaning can easily be judged as plagiarism, let alone these newcomers with no background. How can you fight against them?
They were all paper scripts submitted offline, but they didn't leave any clues online and were very careful.

Luo He came to the teahouse where he met with the judges of the Film and Television Association.

The judges were very happy when they saw Luo He. This is an evergreen screenwriter in the industry, and his works have always been stable and of high quality.

"Let me tell you the truth, we here are eager to make a costume drama with a non-fictional background, with a sense of reality and history."

“The support resources are also very generous.”

"I already have two books in my hand. If you don't deliver the finished product this week, I can only choose between those two books."

Luo He immediately said: "Yes! I have it!"

"It's in the drafting stage now. I can hand it in after I finish it."

Luo He immediately briefly described the content of "Save the Feng Chen" to the judges. As expected, the judges immediately became interested: "What we want to support is this kind of script that has a thick plot and can withstand scrutiny."

While Luo He opened the script of "Save Feng Chen", he imagined that he was going to make another hit costume drama.

However, when he opened the script, he was dumbfounded. What the hell is written in this script?

The words are all words, so why can’t he understand them when they are put together?

The second and fifth pages of the script are all described in a modern style. Luo He was familiar with the plot outline and character traits as he raced against time in the car to prevent the judges from asking questions and did not read further.

I saw it written on the A4 paper:

【First discount】

[(Chongmo Zhoushe, above) Thirty years in the wine and meat market.The flower star has been photographed for 20 years.I have never known the price of firewood and rice.Just spend less and share the money for drinks. 】

Luo He quickly looked through the content at the back, and he was confused.

fold?What adjective is this?

The script was encrypted in classical Chinese, and he couldn't understand it even if he only had a little knowledge of it!

The judges couldn't wait to take the script from Luo He's hand: "Let me take a look!"

The judge himself is from the Ancient Culture Research Association. When he saw that "Saving Feng Chen" used the style of Yuan Dynasty dramas, his eyes lit up!
"Hey, Lao Luo, I can't tell that you have such a profound knowledge in literature. This is because you are thinking hard!"

The judges commented as they read: "It has charm, it really has charm!"

"If this drama script had been written in the past, it would have been a hit at the theater."

The more the judges praised Luo He, the more he felt guilty. At this moment, he was afraid that the judges would suddenly ask him what a certain classical Chinese sentence meant with the script in hand.The more you are afraid of something, the more you become afraid of it.

I saw the judge read a certain point and suddenly frowned in confusion. He pointed to a sentence in the script: "I am in the hall and the horses are trampling to death, and the lamp grass is broken."

"Old Luo, what is a horse in this house?"

Luo He's heart skipped a beat, what kind of horse?

What does this mean?Is this human language?

Luo He forced himself to explain: "It was a horse that accidentally stepped into the pond."

The judges looked puzzled: "Is that what's going on?"

Luo He looked at the judges' faces. He was like a student who was asked to answer a question. He said respectfully, "Well, my assistant added this to me. How about I ask her to come over and explain?"

"This is a draft version, I haven't finished polishing it yet."

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When Wen Xi received the call from Su Yongsheng, he was learning equestrianism from Lang Wan at the Sayi Equestrian Club.

She hung up the phone and explained the reason to Lang Wan: there was news about the script she had submitted.Now I have to rush to Fuhai Tea House to meet with people from the Film and Television Association.

After learning about it, Lang Wan exclaimed: "You can also write scripts?!"

"No wonder I got so close to talking to Director An."

While contacting Wen Xi's driver, she said, "Whenever you need investment, come to me and I will support you."

At this moment, Wen Xi had the urge to hug Lang Wan's thigh and say, "Sister, I don't want to work hard anymore."

But Wen Xi understood that Lang Wan's kindness to her stemmed from her contribution to the Jianjiu Group and her demonstrated potential.

Wen Xi smiled sweetly: "Thank you, Sister Wan, Sister Wan is so kind!"

Lang Wan sent a driver to take Wen Xi to Fuhai Tea House. After Wen Xi went upstairs, the driver was waiting downstairs.

Wen Xi followed the teahouse waiter to the "Qingcha" private room of Fuhai Teahouse, and found that neither of the two people in the private room knew him.

But as soon as one of them saw her coming in, he stood up to greet her and shouted in a very familiar tone: "Oh! Xiao Wen, you are here!"

Wen Xi remembered Su Yongsheng's instructions to him, playing the role of Teacher Luo He's assistant, answering the judges' questions as he should, and not saying what he shouldn't.

Wen Xi said to another person in the private room: "Hello, teacher judge, I am Wen Xi."

"You're here just in time! Please explain what this sentence means." The judges were a little surprised to see a familiar-looking young girl coming.

Wen Xi leaned over and read the words in the script: "The hall is a place where Buddhas and gods are worshiped, and the horse in the hall is an insect."

She eloquently said: "This sentence is Zhao Pan'er's oath to trick Zhou She into writing a letter of divorce."

"Said that if the oath she swore was not fulfilled, she would be trampled to death by the insect, and her bones would be broken by the tiny lamp grass."

"Insects can't trample people at all, and grass can't beat people to fractures. Zhao Pan'er was just teasing Zhou She, but Zhou She believed it because he was obsessed with it."

The judge showed a look of realization: "I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable at such a young age!"

"I heard that you are an actor turned screenwriter. It is not easy for you to write such a script for your first script under the guidance of Lao Luo!"

"Lao Luo, you still know how to lead people."

Luo He said modestly: "No matter what, Xiao Wen still has a good understanding!"

Wen Xi looked at Luo He, a stranger who had just met him for the first time: "Yes, it's the first time that Teacher Luo and I have met, and Teacher Luo can just call me his assistant without saying anything. It's really not easy!"

Luo He heard Wen Xi's speech and looked up in shock. Didn't Lao Su negotiate with this girl in advance?Why did you suddenly change your mind?
If he dares to touch their cake, isn't Wen Xi afraid of being banned?
(End of this chapter)