From elementary school music teacher to superstar

Chapter 91 The Last Mile (Please recommend a ticket)
Ling Xue left after lunch. The originally planned two-day itinerary was shortened to one day.

In her words, it was not in vain for her to hear the song "That Affair".

With this song, her heart is more at ease.

Wait until when Lu Xin is free, and when to prepare a new song.

In the evening, at 10:30, at Zhang Ruoxi's home.

Lu Xin was sitting on the sofa watching TV while Zhang Ruoxi was mopping the floor.

"Three times."

Seeing her passing by again clutching the mop, Lu Xin said helplessly.

"is it?"

Zhang Ruoxi blushed and smiled, "Oh, the clothes are still in the washing machine."

But before she could turn around, she heard Lu Xin whisper: "It's over, even mine."

"The flowers are also watered, and the piano case is also covered."

Lu Xin thought for a while and said, "Oh, I remembered."

Zhang Ruoxi asked: "What?"

"The trash can at the gate of the community hasn't been emptied yet, why don't we go and empty it."

As he said that, Lu Xin laughed out loud.

Of course he knew that Zhang Ruoxi was just nervous.

Zhang Ruoxi still doesn't understand, this is to amuse her.

She was also annoyed, so she simply threw the mop and sat on the sofa, and after a while she asked, "You really think so?"

"Well, really." Lu Xin nodded.

Zhang Ruoxi curled her lips, thought for a while and said, "But, I'm a little scared."

When Lu Xin proposed a bet, she agreed.

She knew that she might lose, but she didn't resist in her heart.

But, the fear is real too.

"What are you afraid of?"

Zhang Ruoxi blushed a little, and whispered: "Accounting the days, mine should come tomorrow, I'm afraid it will be unsafe."

Lu Xin laughed, "Idiot, that will only be safer."

In the end, under Lu Xin's repeated assurances of safety, Zhang Ruoxi finally went to take a bath.

Lu Xin sat on the sofa and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Sure enough, the man's words were not credible, and he was thinking that it would be a matter of course. Didn't he dig the ditch by himself?
It's just that although the feeling of first love is good, the body can't stand it.

In his previous life, Lu Xin had no shortage of women, and he was not that hungry, but now his body is only 22 years old, so it is really incomprehensible.

click...

The bathroom door opened, Lu Xin turned around excitedly, and saw Zhang Ruoxi walking out in a white pajamas.

There are still some drops of water on the clean and beautiful face, like a lotus flower out of water.

"If it's a pity."

he called softly.

But she saw Zhang Ruoxi walking over with a blushing face, and said, "He's already here."

……

The next day was Saturday, and it was time to make an appointment with Guang Fenghui.

Coincidentally, Lu Xin also has something to ask Suhang.

When they arrived at the appointed teahouse, Su Hang and Guang Feng Hui were already waiting there.

"I said, did you not sleep well last night?"

Guang Fenghui couldn't help being happy when he saw Lu Xin's dark circles and red eyes.

"Yeah, I stayed up all night to write a song."

Lu Xin rubbed his confused face, and said without blushing.

I don't know if it was because of working too much last night. Zhang Ruoxi's relatives came a day earlier, and they slept in the same bed all night.

How can he sleep.

It may have been only in the middle of the night that I stared in a daze for a while, and I am still sleepy now.

"Come on, have a sip of tea to refresh yourself." Suhang pushed a small cup over for him.

Lu Xin smiled and said, "No hurry, Brother Guang, let's talk about your script first."

"it is good."

Guang Fenghui also put down the teacup in his hand, and said slowly: "The meaning of Haobo is to make a few short films to promote social righteousness, so as to attract more attention.

I thought about it, and it was nothing more than donations to charity. I plan to start from this direction, and I am currently looking for materials. "

Su Hang shook his head, "Not good."

"What?" Guang Fenghui looked at him.

Su Hang said: "The TV station does this kind of theme every year. If there is no new idea, it won't attract much attention."

He took a sip of tea and continued: "Although Yuan Fang is rich, the resources of the TV station are not comparable to that of a video website. If it is not done well, it will give people the feeling of grandstanding."

Lu Xin thought so, and said with a smile: "I think Brother Su is right, Brother Guang, how long is the short film expected to be?"

"Half an hour."

Guang Fenghui frowned, his original idea was overturned, and he suddenly didn't know where to start.

Lu Xin thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "This time is a bit long. If you want me to say, it should be kept within 10 minutes, or even 5 minutes."

Seeing Guang Fenghui looking at him, he smiled and said: "Watching videos on mobile phones will be a trend, but it's not working yet. One is a matter of habit, and the other is that the traffic is too expensive. If it takes too long, people's desire to watch will be reduced." will decrease."

"Besides, people's life is too fast now, and they don't want to watch it after a long time."

Guang Fenghui frowned, "It's not bad for 5 to 10 minutes, what about the direction?"

Lu Xin said: "Brother Guang, you are a fan of the authorities, and your thinking is somewhat limited."

"Be specific."

Lu Xin thought for a while, then smiled: "Actually, social righteousness is not all charity. Honesty and trustworthiness, dedication, and gratitude are all righteousness. Brother Guang, you might as well write from a different angle."

"It's interesting."

Guang Fenghui's brows were slightly flattened, as if he had grasped something.

"Brother Guang, I have an idea, let's see if it works."

Lu Xin suddenly thought of a famous micro-movie commercial in his previous life, which was about an old man who had fought for his daughter all his life.

I am getting old, but my daughter was found to be suffering from a rare disease, a Crohn's disease that even the elderly don't know what it is.

The old man sold the house, took his daughter to the provincial capital to see a doctor, and went out early and late every day to run Didi to make money. In the words of the old man, people feel less sleepy when they are old.

As for the old problem in the waist, it will not delay driving.

As a result, on a snowy night, he had just withdrawn some money but received a call from the official platform, saying that his car would soon exceed the maximum age limit required by the platform.

If the vehicle is not replaced in time, his authority to accept orders will be terminated soon.

The old man didn't expect that he could withstand it, but the car couldn't.

He has been insisting on treating his daughter, no matter how hard it is, he has never shed a tear. Sitting in his old car at this moment, he cried helplessly.

However, in this time and space, there is no such thing as Didi. When Lu Xin talked about it, he changed his identity to a taxi driver.

Guang Fenghui frowned, "You seem to be doing a charity donation."

"Don't worry, after this incident was reported, people expressed their willingness to donate to buy a car, and the car company also reduced the cost of replacing the car."

Lu Xin smiled and continued, "After this old man got the new car, he took the initiative to stop clocking one kilometer earlier when soliciting customers, and use the last kilometer to give back to the society."

"Old Guang, I think this is good."

Su Hang listened, looked at Guang Feng Hui and nodded.

Guang Fenghui is also eye-catching. In this story, there are parents' devotion to their children, and the kindness of the society, especially the grateful behavior of the old man at the end, which is the finishing touch.

Social righteousness, isn't it all righteousness?

He asked, "How did you come up with this?"

Lu Xin smiled and said, "This is a true story, I just adapted it."

Guang Fenghui didn't think much about it, thinking where he saw it, nodded, "Okay, that's it, but the actor has to be found well, when the editing is finished, the last mile stop watch should be the last one." Make an introduction in front."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this story was good. He clapped his hands together, looked at Lu Xin and said, "Okay, that's enough. The screenwriter writes your name and adds a sentence based on a true story."

It doesn't matter to Lu Xin, it doesn't make much sense to him whether he has this name or not.

The three of them took a closer look, because it was a short film, and it only took a few minutes. Every line, every movement and expression should be concise and accurate.

After almost half the morning, I finally had a first draft.

Just wait for Guang Fenghui to go back and refine it before it can be used.

And the name of the story is called "the last mile".

"Brother Su, is the band free this afternoon?"

This matter was considered complete, and Lu Xin brought up his own affairs.

　A new week is about to start, and it's time to ask for tickets again, gentlemen, please give me a recommended ticket.

　　


(End of this chapter)