"This is Chekore's music licensing agreement..."

"Next, our movie can be inserted at will in the key parts, so you don't have to worry about being held accountable..."

“These are long-term cooperation contracts for the future…”

“…”

When Shen Lang took out several contracts from his bag, Huang Bo and Chen Shen felt a little stunned.

I went to pick up Chen Shen’s daughter Chen Yutong...

Why did you sign a few more contracts and come back?

Especially when they saw the contract that said "one RMB" authorization was written on it, somehow the two suddenly became messy.

So, what exactly did Shen Lang do?

When they asked Shen Lang, Shen Lang just smiled faintly.

"What matters is not Chekore's music, what matters is Chekore's friendship, a future, true master's friendship!"

When saying this, Shen Lang habitually pushed his glasses.

Under the moonlight...

Whole person seems to be quite tall?

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The weather is getting hotter and hotter.

May also gradually reached the end of the month.

The filming of "Our Youth" is not fast, and we often shoot some strange plots that seem to have nothing to do with the movie.

for example……

Today, the crew ran to the street and saw the scene on the street. Shen Lang stopped without saying a word and took a picture of it.

When I ran to the alley tomorrow, when I was at the entrance of the old alley, Shen Lang asked someone to take the editing card and shoot it in a random way!

This made Chen Shen very depressed. Except for the scene where the first scene was filmed on the first day of school, the main plot did not advance at all.

This is not like making a movie at all, but like making a fuss...

Chen Yutong was also very depressed.

I have been running to the crew for so long, and I have nothing to do except occasionally hang out with the crew and do some simple costumes.

As time passed day by day, she even began to wonder what the meaning of her coming here was.

May 27th.

"This sunset is good, take a good photo. We capture the scene of the sunset setting... This beautiful scenery is not easy to find..."

“…”

“…”

"Uncle Chen, what's wrong with you?"

"Xiaolang...we are really making movies?"

"Yes, it's right to be a movie..."

"Why do I feel like you are having fun shooting? So far, the actors have nothing but the first character card in the script. The decent plot is just a play between you and Zhou Fu..."

The sun sets.

When Shen Lang led the crew to film the sunset, Chen Shen finally took a deep breath and couldn't help but find Shen Lang.

"Oh, uncle, these scenery are all post-processing..."

"Xiaolang, and, I think the actors need a complete script so that he can guess the real character's direction...what do you think?"

"Uh..." Shen Lang hesitated for a long time, as if thinking about Chen Shen's words.

"Or, just push everything else down, we will shoot according to the original script..."

"Uncle... Today's shooting of the sunset is the last view!"

"so what?"

"Let me try it, let me try it as I want!"

"Okay, by the way, you won't have a complete script, right?"

"Yes, how could it be that there is no... I'll shoot the content on the first card of the script card tomorrow..."

"Okay, but Shen Lang, there are too many elements, which will really make the whole movie collapse. Don't be too superstitious about your logical ability. In fact, you, Mr. Huang, and I, have always wanted to say this... A movie, even if it is irrelevant to logical ability, is still necessary to force logical ability..."

"Yeah, I understand."

After seeing Chen Shen’s suspicion, Shen Lang quickly denied it and then said this sentence extremely seriously.

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In the classroom.

"Hello teacher!"

"Well...hello you guys!"

He was nervous and expectant, and his heart kept beating faster and faster.

He walked into the school by chance, then, and then into the wrong classroom by chance, and then...

This is the first time in his life that he stood on the podium, listening to the students in the classroom saying hello to the teacher!

Inexplicably...

Suddenly I was looking forward to it!

The class ringtone did not ring...

He took a deep breath, and a lot of things he wanted to say had been brewed in his heart. At this moment, even the pores in his body were relaxed, and a trace of indescribable force filled his body!

He looked at the group of students wearing school uniforms below, looking at his students very much expectantly.

He showed a smile that looked like a teacher.

"Students, this semester is the new semester. In this new semester, I hope to bring you a new event..."

Teacher Huang started talking very seriously and decently.

He had already imagined the future in his mind, and he took the students to class and then became a respected teacher...

"Click."

The door is open...

Huang Bo's voice came to an abrupt end, and his fantasy came to an abrupt end...

He looked at the door almost suffocating.

Then...

He saw a strong man with a romantic Mediterranean style, and the middle-aged man holding a book and staring blankly at the door.

Teacher Huang and the teacher stared at each other.

Time seems to be forbidden...

The students also stared at the bald middle-aged man blankly.

Teacher Huang's body trembled inexplicably, as if in an instant, she fell from heaven into reality...

Just when Teacher Huang wanted to bow his head...

"Sorry, I went to the wrong classroom, sorry..."

The middle-aged man looked up at the classroom sign and left.

"If I were not the teacher in this classroom, then which classroom am I from? I remember it was this classroom, where is my teaching materials? Look at the information, wait, why did my teaching materials disappear? I hid too quickly when the water pipe was smashed down just now, and I was avoided?"

"Why do I feel that the security guard of this new school is weird? The principal is weird too. He keeps lowering his head when talking to me?"

“Have you been under too much pressure recently?”

The middle-aged man looked confused when he left.

Then, the scene changed and a young man passed by with the middle-aged man.

"Hello teacher, where is the 301 classroom?"

"Oh, classroom 301 is...wait, classmate, why don't you wear school uniform?"

“…”

The middle-aged man stared blankly at the fashionable student and walked into Classroom 301.

"Why is this person a little familiar? The school sign is also familiar? Wait! Why does he wear the school sign of our previous school? Alas, nowadays, all the students are wrong, wait... Does this person sell pancakes?"

The middle-aged man remembered the pancakes he ate this morning...
To be continued...