Today is the premiere of the play "Famous". The full audience includes not only teachers and students of the school, but also school leaders, as well as their relatives and professionals.
In future generations, this would be the equivalent of a successful movie premiere, something worth writing home about.
Finally, the audience's applause stopped, and after the actors took their bows, the curtain on the stage was also drawn.
The lights in the theater came on and after the school leaders left, the other teachers and students in the audience exited in an orderly manner.
Jiang Yulou wanted to say a few words to Yu Zhi, but Mr. Yu obviously had something to do, so he left with Teacher Sun. He held Tang Yuewen's hand and waited to leave. From time to time, he heard audience members discussing the plot of the play.
"Awei, what do you think is the truth behind the death of the three elders?"
"Didn't it say in the play that Nightingale was raped, and her senior brother or her lover killed the three elders in revenge for her?"
"I don't think this is the truth. Qi Leshan is not a gambler or a thug. As the characters in the plot guessed, the callus on his left hand and the murder weapon indicate that he was once a member of the expeditionary force.
And Nightingale, a junior sister from the same school, is not a simple student either. She is not a showgirl with no power, but a specially trained person. After all, she was a girl from a good family, and her father had just died on the battlefield.
And she chose to go to the dance hall to become a singer immediately, whether it was for her livelihood or for her dream of becoming a star. Logically, this makes no sense. The only explanation is that the two came to Shanghai to perform a special mission. "
"Hey, it's really possible!"
"Damn it, I missed too much, no, I have to watch it again next time I perform!"
"I didn't expect so many truths to be hidden. How did the author write it..."
"Awesome, so awesome!"
Everyone feels that there are too many clues in this drama, and they can't remember it after watching it once. They just think that the screenwriter is too awesome.
It would be great if I could read it again, and of course, it would be even better if it was published as a book.
In short, this drama has become quite popular in the school.
Walking outside the school theater, Jiang Yulou met several people in the dormitory. Except for Wei Guoping, who acted calmly because he had played the role in it, the remaining people were extremely excited.
But I don't know why, but I always feel that Wei Guoping is a bit sad.
Xu Xiangdong said excitedly: "Yulou, you are such a talent. The script you wrote is so exciting when it is turned into a drama!"
"Indeed, it's too brain-burning. I haven't figured out many details." Yu Min echoed from the side.
Jiang Yulou asked curiously: "Didn't you read the script?"
"It's different, it feels different!" Xu Xiangdong said: "To be honest, I think your script can be made into a movie. It is definitely more exciting than a play."
Wei Guoping said with a sad face: "It is indeed wonderful, but the more wonderful it is, the more uncomfortable it is for me!"
"Okay, your health is important." Jiang Yulou patted his shoulder with understanding.
"I..." At this time, Wei Guoping was in trouble and couldn't express it.
Xu Xiangdong said to Jiang Yulou: "Jiang Yulou, the plot is so exciting, let's just publish a novel."
"Yes, Yulou, it would be a pity not to write a novel with such a good plot!" Yu Min nodded.
"Thank you!" Jiang Yulou nodded thoughtfully.
Xu Xiangdong glanced at Wei Guoping standing aside, "Yulou, the actors who play the reporter and the tycoon are pretty good!"
Wei Guoping's ears popped up and he looked at him and said, "Hey, Lao Xu, what do you mean?"
"What I mean is that fortunately you are injured." Xu Xiangdong said and ran away.
"Bullshit!" Wei Guoping cursed and chased after him.
Yu Min's mouth opened wide, "Didn't Old Wei hurt his leg?"
"Hahaha." Jiang Yulou almost laughed like crazy. He was indeed Xu Xiangdong.
He patted Yu Min, an honest man, on the shoulder, said nothing, and let him go on his own.
After the classmates left, Jiang Yulou took the girl's hand and went backstage to talk to Yingda and the others.
That is, words of praise, thanks, and encouragement.
After chatting with the actors backstage for a while, Jiang Yulou and Tang Yuewen left.
We're all here, so we can't go out for a walk or something to eat together.
The next day, Teacher Sun approached Jiang Yulou.
As soon as he entered the office, Jiang Yulou saw the face smiling like a chrysanthemum.
"Yulu, the performance is better than I expected. It definitely has the potential to become a classic."
After being praised by Teacher Sun, Jiang Yulou shyly scratched his head and said, "Teacher Sun, you're very grateful."
"No, no, no, this is the same view as Lao Yu and I." Teacher Sun shook his head.
Jiang Yulou listened quietly without interrupting.
Teacher Sun continued: "After Lao Yu returns, he will promote Renyi to introduce your script. It won't take long. I am saying this now to make you mentally prepared."
"So fast?"
"I'm not happy." Teacher Sun explained: "In recent years, people and art have relied on old scripts to support them. As for which ones, I believe you also know. Although the old scripts are wonderful, you can't just play those, the audience will watch them Tired."
"People's Art has also tried to create new scripts internally, but they have not succeeded. As for the outside, it is difficult. So your script is both an unexpected surprise and a life-saving straw for Renyi."
"Then is there anything I can do?"
Teacher Sun shook his head and said, "Just leave it to us old men."
Some time later, the drama club performed another performance. This time, it is said that many leaders and screenwriters from Renyi came. Anyway, the scene was quite big.
After they watched it, they heard from Teacher Sun that the dialogue drama club's performance was highly rated. Of course, the most highly rated is Jiang Yulou’s script.
Then the next day, his client was dragged to Renyi by Teacher Sun.
"Teacher Yu, see you again."
"Haha, it's Yulou. Thank you so much this time." Souzhi said with a hearty smile.
"What are you thanking me for?"
So Zhi solemnly said: "Thank you for writing such a good script and for being willing to provide us with talent."
"This is an honor for you. Didn't I say it? It's an honor for Renyi to use the script of me, a newcomer to drama."
At this time, another old man walked in. After listening to Jiang Yulou's words, he repeatedly praised: "Good, good, good, young man is really good."
"You are..." Jiang Yulou didn't recognize the other party, but he thought that the person who could enter Yu Zhi's office was not an ordinary actor.
So he introduced: "He is Ouyang Shou, the director of our people's art."
"Hello, Director Ouyang."
Ouyang Shou waved his hand and said, "You tell me, leave me alone and I will listen."
"That's what he has." Souzhi said with a smile, "We have plenty of time now and no one will bother us. Yulou, please tell me, how did you come up with the idea of writing such a script?"
