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"Sorry a few, we are closing."

"Oh, then checkout ... I'll come and I will ..."

The five people ate, chatted, and waited until the waiter came to remind them before they realized it was too late.

Chen Xiaoer did not move as usual, Liang Zuo stood slightly, Feng Pants and Zhao Baogang really checked out, but this was Xu Fei's request, and would never let others pay.

He settled the bill and returned: "How come, are you scattered?"

"It's still not enough!" Feng's pants smashed his mouth, and his face was not satisfied.

"Well, the meaning is still not enough." Zhao Baogang nodded.

"Hey, I'll do whatever I want!" Chen Xiaoer touched his bald head.

"Alright." Liang Zuodao said.

"That's it, go to our house, talk about the night at the furnace today, and don't be unhappy about it."

With that said, when five people went out, there was no one in the two corridors, and there were no street lights, black holes. They each ride their bicycles to the alleys of Baihua.

Xu Fei gave a step, and whispered in parallel with Chen Xiaoer: "I said, Teacher Liang is not very satisfied, he hasn't said anything."

"If he is really unhappy, he won't turn the table with you. Some people make friends fast, some people slowly, this person has to take it slowly."

"Fine."

He nodded and counted.

When we were in the depths of Baihua, in a separate house, Xu Fei pressed the lamp, and the two red lanterns reflected the old wooden door, and the copper bells jingled a few hundred years ago.

"You can do it! Real people don't show up, they can play!"

Chen Xiaoer lifted his thumb, opened the door, lifted his feet and stepped in, followed by a trembling.

"Wang Wang!"

"Meow!"

"Hey I go!"

He clutched his chest and felt palpitations, "Why keep a cat and a dog?"

"How much is fun ... pomegranates, gourds, while playing, do not disturb us."

"Wang Wang! Aooo ..."

The gourd was still barking, and the cat cut its paws, burying his head and rolling himself.

Liang Zuo looked around, full of curiosity and interesting, this Mr. Xu is more and more like a wonderful person.

Five people entered the dining room and the stove was burnt. Zhao Baogang took out the paper bag that had been hidden for a long time, one piece of pig's head meat, one piece of fried peanuts, and one piece of chicken offal.

Xu Fei opened another bottle of wine, cut two apples, and had the right to be entertained after dinner.

Soon the fire was red and the room was warming up. The five followed the topic just now.

"At present, the book is basically adapted from novels in the literary and artistic circles in the mainland. Rarely is it independent creation. However, Hong Kong is just the opposite. They are commercialized and the market is relatively mature.

There are two types of screenwriters over there. One is an apprentice, who does not have the power to create scripts. It mainly provides paragraphs, a few people, or even a dozen people to save the script together.

The other is called Kaixiufu, who can come up with a complete story with high quality and distinguished status.

Hong Kong's cultural soil is not good, and the threshold is low. Individuals can write scripts, and screenwriters are not valued. What really works are those big celebrities and big directors. They want an idea and then find someone to perfect it.

At first, it may be just a sentence, an idea, and it will be a movie. Doing this job is called Duqiao. Bridge means idea. This is the jargon of the troupe.

The most powerful is called the bridge king, the good idea is the good bridge, the bad idea is called the **** bridge ... I also listen to people! "

Xu Fei added one sentence at the end, saying: "Anyway, since I came into contact with film and television dramas, I feel that our independent creative ability is too poor. Today is also a fate. Several talents have gathered.

And Teacher Liang, if you think our play is ready to shoot, then I will trouble you to write a script. "

"Guttering!"

The water in the big pot boiled, constantly blowing hot air out. The wine is hot and comfortable, the pork head is tender and tender, and the peanuts are fragrant and crisp.

Fresh! In this era, who understands what is going on in Hong Kong?

Feng trousers kept rubbing his thighs, "I didn't care much at first. Listening to you said, I got hooked, and it's counted as me!"

"Also count me!" Zhao Baogang said immediately.

Chen Xiaoer was interested, but still squeezed a little bit, "I'm busy this time, just take a look, see."

"..."

Liang Zuo pushed his glasses and said, "What frame do you want to think about first, or the story first?"

"Characters, sitcom characters are the most important, I will start with ..."

Xu Fei paused and said: "It's not easy to get started without a head and a tail. Let's start with the age group. We must be four generations of young and old. Let's talk about the old, the old can't be too much, there are more robbers, a man A girl is just right. It can't be a family, a family is boring, hey, how about a widow and a widow? "

"Good! The widow has a daughter, a silly girl." Zhao Baogang said.

"Silly girl is not good, deliberately, how about the divorced daughter?" Feng pants said.

"Okay! Those who are divorced are more interested than those who are divorced."

Chen Xiaoer showed his bald head again. "The old widower has a granddaughter in her early twenties. Her children work in the field. The granddaughter is beautiful, tall and big, big eyes, this is, this is a model!"

"Hey, good model!"

Zhao Baogang clapped his belly, "I have never seen a model in a TV series!"

"That drama conflict is there ..."

Liang Zuo, who listened attentively, said: "The widower is a retired old tradition. Keeping the old, the granddaughter wants to be a model, there must be conflicts. The widow's daughter wants to divorce, and other people persuade or persuade? This is conflict.

"Great! In the ten years since our reform and opening up, there are still people holding Ning Demolition of ten temples without saying a demolition of marriage, such people should be killed!"

Xu Fei also gave a thumbs-up, "I think the career of the two old people is more interesting. The old lady can be retired from literature and art. He hangs his throat every morning. He used to be a militiaman and has a strong bones."

"The militia said that after training, they should be surprised when necessary and catch criminals bravely. This has a burden!"

Chen Xiaoer pondered, "The old man is a very good agent. What a special play, but the protagonist still has to be placed on the young man."

"It makes sense that young people are more protagonists when they are the main characters," Feng pants said.

"Middle-aged, middle-aged with a family and a stable life, can be set up as a cultural person, how about a language teacher? High business ability, talented, but just can't divide the house, a family of three squeezed in a large house, have their own share The literati is sad. "Xu Feidao.

"The daughter-in-law is a canteen worker, who is quick and quick to speak, the housework is a good job, and lacks spiritual communication. With another daughter, there are fewer young people."

Liang Zuo pondered for a while and continued: "A new colleague, a young girl, read poetry and writing, and likes Whitman and Jane Austen in school. The teacher felt like a horse and found a spiritual partner. As a result, the girl loved money and was A period of postmodernism ... "

"Haha, absolutely! Absolutely!"

Zhao Baogang stood up and laughed at the scene.

"No matter what, you can write a couple of foreigners, open a small shop or something, can enrich the content."

Chen Xiaoer broke the finger and counted, "The widow takes a daughter, the widow takes a granddaughter, three teachers, and two couples from a foreign country. There are nine of them. It is enough to be a fixed actor, depending on the protagonist."

Xu Fei thought: "I don't think the protagonist is too young, a little bit older, like a 28-year-old, unemployed, but not a fool, he has his own pursuit, what to pursue ..."

"Art." Liang Zuodao said.

"Eh, yes, this contrast is more intense." Xu Feidao.

"But he doesn't have a job. What does he live on?" Feng pants said.

"Uh……"

Zhao Baogang rolled his eyes and suddenly appeared, "Sell pirated tapes!"

"Hahahaha!"

"You are even better!"

"Good! Good!"

Xu Fei got up with a smile, picked up the second pot of water, and added Tim to each bowl.

The rising heat instantly filled the table, white and wet, and everyone's face was covered with water.

There was a warm feeling from several people, from scratch to detail, like watching something slowly take shape in their own hands.

This collision of ideas is a very advanced spiritual enjoyment. It's not that I ate a good meal today and earned two hundred dollars, which is comparable to a meeting with a girl.

"Ah……"

Liang Zuo finally smiled, showing his pretty teeth, "I took this script."

(Updated 54 chapters last month, actually 55 chapters, one chapter was locked in. This is the most month I have ever had, and Mengzhu has eight chapters to add more, I calculate the monthly ticket, according to 35 Come on, I will make up one by one. There is ...