After New Year's Day, Jiang Yulou was full of energy, and the drama script "Become Famous" that took him several months was finally completed.
This drama can be said to be the work that he invested the longest time, revised the most, and put the most care into. Thanks to Sun Qingsheng's guidance, otherwise it would still be difficult to rely on him alone.
Now, the script has been written, but there is still a question, whether the script is qualified and whether there is any need to change, but Sun Qingsheng's suggestions still need to be listened to.
Ever since, he couldn't wait to take the script to Sun Qingsheng's house.
When I went there, Sun Qingsheng was having dinner with his wife.
"Yulu is here. You haven't eaten yet. Come sit down and eat together."
"No, no, no, Master, I've eaten."
"If you've eaten, then eat less. There are a lot of dumplings today. The old man and I can't eat that much."
"Oh, how can this be so embarrassing?"
"It's just an extra pair of dishes and chopsticks."
His wife was so enthusiastic that it was hard to resist her hospitality, so Jiang Yulou could only shamelessly sit down in the living room to eat.
Hey, not to mention, the pork and leek dumplings made by my wife have thin skin and thick fillings, and they are very fragrant. After Jiang Yulou took a bite, he suddenly felt a huge appetite and ate more than twenty pieces in one go.
Jiang Yulou leaned on the sofa, rubbed his belly comfortably, and praised with satisfaction: "Master, the dumplings you make are so delicious."
"As long as you like it, let me know in advance when you come next time, and my wife will make dumplings for you." She said happily.
After a while, Sun Qingsheng finished his meal.
The mistress knew that they were going to talk, so she refused Jiang Yulou's help. After clearing the table, she went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Sun Qingsheng wiped his mouth gracefully with a towel, took a final sip of tea, and then said: "Yulou, you kid doesn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. It's so late. You're coming to me because you have another writing problem." Already?"
Jiang Yulou said aggrievedly: "Oh, Teacher Sun, am I that unbearable in your eyes?"
Sun Qingsheng laughed and said, "You kid, don't say those useless things. After being your teacher for so long, I still don't understand what kind of person you are."
Jiang Yulou said with a sneer: "That's right. I finished writing the script yesterday. I just want you to make some corrections."
As he spoke, he took out the script of "Famous" from his bag and handed it to Sun Qingsheng respectfully.
Sun Qingsheng took the script and said in surprise: "It was completed so quickly?"
How much time has passed since he gave Jiang Yulou instructions to write the script until today when Jiang Yulou came to him with the script? Isn't this too fast?
No, he has to carefully check this script for him. Such a good story cannot be wasted.
Thinking of this, Sun Qingsheng nodded at him: "Yulou, although creation is about speed, quality is more important. Especially when the story you tell is so good, don't waste it by pursuing speed."
"Teacher, don't worry, I know it well." Jiang Yulou said confidently.
Everything that needs to be said has been said, the details still depend on how the script is written.
So Sun Qingsheng sat on the sofa, holding the script in his hand, and read it quietly.
While reading the script, he sometimes frowned and sometimes smiled, which made Jiang Yulou feel anxious.
After a while, he put down the script in his hand, but he didn't say anything, but was thinking deeply.
After a while, Sun Qingsheng raised his head and looked at Jiang Yulou.
"Teacher, how about the script, please say something." Jiang Yulou said uneasily.
Sun Qingsheng smiled and said, "Why, are you nervous?"
"A bit, it's my first time writing a script and I'm afraid of screwing it up." Jiang Yulou nodded honestly.
He really put his heart into the script of "Famous". Whether it was the expressions of the characters, the inner drama, or the lines, he made sure to be accurate. This was the first time since he wrote it.
The reason why he was so attentive was, as Teacher Sun said, he didn't want to let down a good story.
Sun Qingsheng looked at him deeply, which made Jiang Yulou tremble before he slowly said:
"Yulou, your script clearly presents a complex and fascinating story. The connections between the various plots are smooth and full of tension. As long as the actors' acting skills are good, they can definitely successfully guide the audience's emotions.
The character creation is also very successful, not only vivid but also three-dimensional. Each character has their own unique personality and motivations, which makes them more real and more relatable to the audience.
The most important element of a drama is dialogue, and this is clearly demonstrated in your script, which not only reflects the personalities of the characters and their relationships well. And the strong conflict and tension make the script more exciting and exciting.
The most amazing thing is probably your description of the scene. The scene description in your script is very good. Under the mysterious scene setting, the game-style environment further affects the actions of the characters and the psychology of the audience. In terms of atmosphere, this script can give you full marks.
As for the final ending...
The teacher really wants to pry your brains out as to how you came up with such an open ending.
I can guarantee that after watching this play, the audience’s enthusiasm for discussion will be unprecedentedly high. "
The evaluation given by Sun Qingsheng was not low, and he was finally relieved.
"I feel relieved because of your words." The smile reappeared on Jiang Yulou's face, and he said gratefully: "I still want to thank you, teacher, for your guidance. Without you, this script would not have been possible."
"Stop flattering me." Sun Qingsheng pointed at him, shook his head with a smile and said: "My advice is secondary. The main credit is your story. Your lines are concise and the plot connections are smooth. It's not like the first one." One play script at a time.”
"But no matter how good the script is, it still needs actors to present it on the stage."
As he spoke, he clapped the script in his hand and said uncertainly: "Yulou, are you sure you want to give such a good book to the students for rehearsal?"
Jiang Yulou hesitated for a moment, nodded vigorously and said, "Since it's been agreed, I won't change it."
"That's it." Teacher Sun thought for a moment and said, "When the school's drama troupe performs, I'll invite a few friends to watch it. Do you mind?"
"Of course it's no problem. Your friends are my friends. Besides, I wrote this script just for people to read." Jiang Yulou said with a smile.
Teacher Sun slapped his thigh and said with a smile: "Okay, then it's no problem."
After chatting about the script again, Jiang Yulou said goodbye.
On the way back, he was in a particularly good mood. Another thing happened. Once the script is handed over to the drama troupe, he can continue his literary creation.
