After saying goodbye to Tian Dao, Hao Yun goes back to the library with the script, the contract and a headache.

Quietly observed the expression on the face of the next good friend, Lin Mengmeng took a pen to poke his arm, asked in a low voice.

"Well, who was that man just now?"

"It's nothing. Just ask me about something, and then ask me a favor..."

Lin Meng looked at Hao Yun suspiciously. After hesitating for a while, he said worriedly.

"I mean if, oh... If you encounter a change of state, don't be embarrassed to say it, or you can tell me quietly that Xuejie will help you out!"

"I'm fine."

"But that man looks very strange. Who is wearing such a strange hat on a hot day? He has sunglasses on his nose. The school is also really, how to put this kind of strange person in

Yes

How did this guy get in?

However, Hao Yun didn't think much about it. After all, since Jiangcheng university has a performance department, it's not surprising that Tian Dao, a veteran in the film and television industry, knows a few professors and teachers.

"Don't say that... Is it enough to score 25000 points? That's enough. I'll start something else. "

As soon as he heard Hao Yun talking about the temple's escape, Lin Mengmeng's eyes suddenly turned into two crescent moon, leaving the previous episode behind.

"Enough, enough, more than Jiao Jiao! Hee hee, thank you. I'll treat you to a big meal another day! "

It's just a game.

This meal is too cheap.

Hao Yun smiles and shakes his head. He unfolds the script that Tian Dao handed him before.

The city of Luoyang.

It seems that the name of ordinary, probably from the lyrics that "Wei Shu Luoyang City.".

It is worth mentioning that in the history of Xia Kingdom, the name of Wei appeared three times, and the screenwriter chose the one in the earliest period of feudal separatism. Although it fits the theme of troubled times, it obviously does not fit with the prosperous and declining Luoyang described in the original book Luoyang Jialan Ji.

"The theme can be right, but the artistic conception can't be right."

But

Maybe the writers have their own ideas?

Hao Yun did not immediately give a negative evaluation, but chose to continue to look down, trying to find the highlights of the plot.

However, with such an idea in mind, he has always seen the end, and has not seen any bright spots in the plot.

Even the long palace struggle, as well as the love affairs inside and outside the court, make the whole play's tone look strange.

To put it bluntly, why do you add a lot of elements of palace conspiracy to a movie that is clearly based on emotional line?

There are also the settings of immortals and ghosts, which make the elements of the whole play look so messy that Hao Yun can't find out where the main line of the whole play is at last.

Perhaps because of the influence of some notes, his attitude towards literary works unconsciously takes a little critical view.

"In terms of writing alone, there are 7 points. If it is made into a movie, the plot can only be given 5 points at most."

"But it's no wonder... After all, for the screenwriter, the play is completely based on an overhead world view, with only a few lines of lyrics and the artistic conception reflected in the melody."

After all, the history of the two parallel worlds is not the same. There are great differences in the development of science and culture. Although many things are similar in appearance and use, they are completely different.

The most typical one is the mathematical formula. Although most of them are still named by the same name, they are actually calculated by people with the same name, but they are not exactly the same person in history. It's the same in literature. Many literary giants who were familiar to people in the previous life did not exist in this life, but those who left their names were substitutes for other authors.

Luoyang Jialan Ji is the most typical embodiment.

Although this book was not popular in the past, its literary value was quite high, and it was recorded in the "art and literature annals" of the official history of the past dynasties.

In the book, Luoyang, an ancient capital of thousands of years, was described as prosperous and then collapsed. The origin and changes of temples, the scale of temple construction, and the anecdotes and anecdotes of celebrities related to them were recorded in detail. Together with Li Daoyuan's notes to the water classic, it was regarded as a double gem of literature in the Northern Dynasty.

Unfortunately, in this life, this book of Luoyang Jialan has never appeared, and the background story of this play has become a complete aerial literature.

If you think about it like this, it seems that the screenwriter can be excused for writing the script like this?

"It's hard to deal with... This broken play must have gone to grandma's house."

At the thought that he still had 1 million sets in it, Hao Yun was in a good mood and depressed.

As for the task

A tool man with only a little potential value, and he is not very familiar with it. Instead, he goes along with it.

Just when Hao Yun was worried, Lin Mengmeng, who was sitting opposite, leaned back on the chair and stretched his waist. His sight just fell on the stack of paper in his hand.

There was a little curiosity in her eyes. She couldn't help asking as she sat upright in the chair.

"What are you looking at?"

"Fiction."

"Fiction? Did that... Strange man give it to you? "

Hao Yun hesitated and replied.

"Well, it was... Written by his friend. He wanted me to help him see how it was written."

As soon as he heard that it was really a novel, Lin Meng, who was tired of writing songs, was immediately interested.

"Really? Let me see, too. "

"That's not good," Hao Yun said, shaking his head as he subconsciously moved the script an inch away. "This is an unpublished manuscript. We still have to have some professional ethics."

"Cut, don't see don't see, who rare," Lin Meng Meng pour also didn't insist on, just curled his mouth, then a face uncomfortable whole person fell on the table, "ah, good vexation......"

Looking at the student sister who sighed suddenly, Hao Yun asked casually.

"What's the matter with you?"

Lying on the crossed elbow, Lin Mengmeng blew the bangs in front of his forehead and muttered.

"It's hard to compose! And writing lyrics... Especially lyrics, I don't know what to write. "

Er

Is it so difficult to write words?

Thinking of his brother's happy appearance when he was composing lyrics and music in his bedroom, Hao Yun gave her a strange look.

But at this time, Lin Mengmeng suddenly seemed to think of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the whole person sat up spiritually.

"Is your friend a writer, by the way?"

"Probably not... What can I do for you?"

As soon as he heard that it was not, Lin Meng immediately wilted again,

"Nothing. If I want to be a writer, can I ask him to fill in a word for me?"

Hao Yun Han said: "even a writer doesn't do this."

"No matter," patted his face, Lin Mengmeng, who sat upright, perked up and said energetically, "in a word, I must win the qualification to be shortlisted!"

"Do you want to be a singer that much?"

"Well... On the one hand, after all, I've been boasting to you. If I haven't even won the audition, I'll be ashamed. On the other hand... Of course, idols can help me write songs! Hey, hey. "

Looking at the star shaped eyes, Hao Yun felt that his head was big for a while.

It seems that things are getting more and more troublesome.

Or

Or do you want to give it a chance?

But it's not now