Busy days pass quickly.

For a week, Screenwriter Wang did nothing and kept reading scripts and revising manuscripts.

Two hours of in-depth reading time every day are all used to read related works—

"Story: Material, Structure, Style and Principles of Screen Drama", author McGee.

"Plot! Plot! Give story vitality through characters, suspense and conflict", author Noah Lukeman.

"Basics of Film Technology", author Harpe.

"The Art of Screenwriter", author Rajosh Egri.

...

I carefully selected four highly valuable screenwriter books, three of which are American authors, and it can be seen that the theory of American films is mature.

By the weekend, the text version of the domestic version of "The Witch" was basically formed, and the rest of the work was to repeatedly modify the details and strengthen the main plot.

There are two reinforcement directions.

First, continue to work hard on suspense. If you don’t have enough fighting in front, then use suspense to hold on.

Second, reduce unnecessary scenes and ensure the clear and compact main line.

In addition to the script, there is a third and fourth reinforcement direction-

Third, strengthen special effects.

Especially for super-energy special effects, appropriate sound, photoelectricity and performance are enhanced.

Fourth, strengthen fighting.

The original work has a very good fighting effect, and the part that can be strengthened is mainly the beauty of the action.

Under non-special effects shots, the movements of the main actors lack explosive power and rhythmic beauty.

In fact, it’s not the actors and directors who are not from martial arts schools, but the heroine is even more delicate and frail, so it’s really hard to show off.

The above two points are not something that Wang Yan can do, so professionals must be asked to take action.

But Wang Dashen has finished products in his mind, and knows where to improve and how to make the effect more exciting.

The reason is simple-

When watching a movie, where Wang Yan is "dummy" is unexpected, beyond imagination, and handsome enough.

Something that makes Wang Yan feel that it is not refreshing enough and the feeling of pleasure is a little worse, that is, it needs to be strengthened.

As an audience, it is not easy to point fingers?

As for how to achieve it, it is the director's job.

Anyway, my brother doesn’t need your money, so you have to do the best results for me.

On October 31st, another weekend, Mr. Wang hurriedly boarded a flight to the Demon City.

He Miaomiao sent a WeChat message just after getting off the plane.

"Ergou, I suddenly want to eat stewed oxtails, please accompany me!"

I don’t know if it’s too powerful to act in my dreams. Miss He is now even more rude to Wang Yan.

Wang Yan can't help but wonder: In the dream, who is it, um, who is it?!

There is little knowledge and can't figure it out.

But you are always rude, how boring?

Don't be polite if you have the ability!

Come on, take me!

That really doesn't exist. After a week, neither of them said a few words.

Wang Yan is busy, and the young lady guesses that she needs to recover her mood...

Wang Yan turned around and took pictures of the terminal and sent it back to her.

"work overtime."

"Oh, then you can be busy, I'll play by myself."

The young lady is still very considerate and she is light and fluttering.

The eldest young master sat in the VIP waiting room and waited for Xiong Da and Xiao Gong to arrive.

Thirty minutes later, the flight from the Imperial Capital landed, and a pair of sisters walked out of the terminal with their hands in hand.

The girl from Di Wu has a characteristic - she doesn't wear high heels very much.

Those young model nightclub princesses wish they could have big high heels all year round, but the Emperor’s Dance girl didn’t.

Because those who can pass the exam have a superior body proportion, wearing flat shoes will make your legs more prominent.

Besides, it is so tiring to practice dancing in daily life that it is rare to go out again, and it is mainly comfortable.

The two girls have exactly the same flat shoes and jeans, Nago's T-shirt is a little loose on her upper body, Fu Yushi's shirt is more slim, with slender waist and long legs, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, juvenile and beautiful, and she was secretly glanced by countless men.

Seeing Wang Yan from afar, the two of them waved their hands together.

"Wow, here!"

Wang Yan smiled brightly and opened his arms to meet him.

"Long time no see, I miss you very much!"

Being ruthlessly pushed away.

"I'll be so mean to come up and ask for a fight!"

OK, it's pretty good. Wang Yan really dares to hug him.

I’m showing off, mainly to test their attitudes and see if there are any changes.

When Wang Yan woke up, he figured it out. Erya who kept calling for a baby in his dream was Nawu, and Daya who had never spoken a few times was Fu Yushi.

In the dream, the two have more extreme personalities.

Erya is enthusiastic and dares to love, hate, and bewitching the cute and naive, while Daya is quiet and cold and beautiful alone, and they are all cruel people.

Why did they appear beside Wang Ergou and be born in a small mountain village?

Wang Yan didn't understand, anyway, that kind of closeness cannot be faked.

Today is the first time we met in person after the dream. Mr. Wang carefully observed it for a while and found no clues.

Is it because there is no memory of dreams at all, or is it hidden deep in my heart?

Wang Yan couldn't judge.

Woman, your name is an actor!

...

After getting into Kerry's welcome car, Wang Yan took them back to the hotel to see the room first.

As soon as I went upstairs, Fu Yushi felt a little helpless.

"Damn! It's the presidential condom again...Wow, can you keep a low profile? Are we living in the presidential condom?"

Nago ignored her and looked around happily.

"Wow, I really like to introduce a bathroom!"

Young Master Wang laughed: "It's only more than 20,000 yuan a night, so it's useless to stay!"

faint!

Fu Yushi rolled her eyes and complained: "You are becoming less and less able to speak humanly..."

Wang Yan still raised his eyebrows at her in a naughty way: "You are the future pillar of our company. Come on, little brother, please lift up the airs for me!"

"I don't bother with you... I'll get the contract!"

"Where did I get the contract? Let's wait for Brother Xizi."

Young Master Wang raised his hand and looked at his watch and walked towards the wine cabinet.

"Drink a drink, or go to have a meal first?"

Fu Yushi shook her head: "I'm not hungry."

The two of them looked up at Nawu, who was running around in the room at the same time.

"Are you hungry if you are hot?"

"Come here and sit, I'll look at your head."

When Nawu heard the greeting, she sat beside Wang Yan with her mouth puffed, reluctantly peeling Liu Hai away and showing Wang Yan's forehead.

"I haven't gone down yet, I probably can't go down anymore... Alas!"

Wang Yan looked carefully and found that the wound healed very well, and did not protrude, but formed three white fine lines, two color numbers whiter than the surrounding skin color.
To be continued...