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Chapter 122 Thinking(2/2)

"It's time to leave!"

"Don't drive too fast, I'll check it!"

"I know, I know."

Xu Rong also considered the ideas provided by Xiao Zhang, but in the end it was denied. The core of spy war lies in the suspense created by the plot, and the protagonist is constantly in danger, which makes the audience always worry about the protagonist.

Will the real lurking missions be so intensive?

Maybe there is, maybe there isn't.

In order to aggravate the tension, he cannot always show a sure win, which will undoubtedly tell the audience "Stay calm, look at my expression, I can solve the big things", and then he will become the biggest plot

The destroyer.

When he got home, Xu Rong locked himself in his study and found the videos of "Foreign Mahjong", "Longxugou", "Wreath Under the Mountain" and Mr. Li Rentang's "Tear Scars", and compared with Mr. Jiao Juyin's "

The theory of mind images, carefully consider it.

I just thought about it for a while, but I didn't figure it out.

He has read these materials countless times, and even the creative journey of the relevant actors is in his mind.

"Teacher Xu, it's time to eat."

Xiao Zhang pushed open the door and saw Xu Rong's hair messy and his face was full of fatigue that could not be concealed. He was stunned and hurriedly ran over and asked, "What's wrong with you, Teacher Xu?"

Xu Rong rubbed her cheeks and said, "It's still the same problem, I have no clue."

Xiao Zhang paused and whispered: "Let's have dinner first, and think about it after dinner."

"Yeah, have a meal first."

Aunt Wang naturally saw that Xu Rong was in a bad state and asked, "Xiao Xu, what's wrong? Have you encountered any trouble?"

"Well, there's a problem that hasn't been clues."

“Is it important?”

"It's especially important." Xiao Zhang said, "If Teacher Xu can't figure it out, the next drama will definitely be smashed."

Aunt Wang nodded gently and comforted: "Don't worry, take your time, just eat with food, you have to eat one bite at a time."

"Oh, mom, it's not what you think."

"What can that happen? It's like holding a thousand thread tips in your hand, but one needle can only pass through one thread at a time."

"Then...then...oh, you don't understand anyway."

"Look at you, but I'll be unreasonable..."

Xu Rong listened to the arguing between Aunt Wang and Xiao Zhang and his classmates, but Aunt Wang's words reminded him.

At the moment, the conventional method is not working, and he is ready to take the stupidest and most cumbersome method.

After dinner, he was no longer in a hurry. He followed Xiao Zhang and his daughter to have a long time in the community. It was almost eight o'clock before he returned home. He took a shower and then slowly came to the study.

Write on your notebook:

What is the highest task?

Having written this, he picked up the second volume of "Stanilavsky's Complete Works" from his hand and found the choice of "Female Shopkeeper" about the highest task.

The highest task is not static, of course, not arbitrary choice. The initial highest task of Goldoni's "Female Shopkeeper" was "I want to avoid women", but after the experiment, I found that I had lost the humor and action that the script should have.

After that, he adjusted the highest task to "I want to love secretly", and all the problems were solved.

Xu Rong closed the book and put it at hand. He wrote in the notebook "Complete every task assigned by his superiors?", "Successfully lurking?", "Liberate the whole of China?"...

"Teacher Xu, are you still busy?"

Xiao Zhang pushed the door and walked over with a glass of water, put the cup in front of him, looked at the notebook, and said, "Oh, what you wrote is too complicated. Just let Tan Zhongshu believe you."

"Um?"

Seeing Teacher Xu staring at him with a burning look, Xiao Zhang shrank his neck and asked, "I, are you wrong?"

Xu Rong frowned, thought for a while, and said, "No, I feel that you are right, it should be in this direction."

As he said, he immediately wrote "Get Tan Zhongshu's trust?" in his notebook. After hesitating for a moment, he wrote again: "Doess Tan Zhongshu?".

Although he did not fully agree with Xiao Zhang's proposal, Xiao Zhang's words provided him with a new idea, and he thought he could give it a try.

"Then how do you design a running action?"

Xu Rong shook his head and said, "No hurry, I will position the role relationship first."

"By the way, Xiao Zhang, where did the 88th version of "Actors Talk about Movie Performance" and 86th version of "Footprints of TV Series" be put? I remember buying it before?"

The information he had read was usually placed by the table, but Xiao Zhang couldn't stand it messy. She would always clean up quickly after he left.

Xiao Zhang walked to the far left side of the bookshelf, took out two books, and said, "Hey, here is it, do you want to read it now?"

"Take it over, by the way, let's go to Xinhua Bookstore tomorrow and buy a set of "Zheng Banqiao Collection".

"What are you buying that for?"

"I remember Zheng Banqiao seemed to have a painting about the bamboo in his eyes, the bamboo in his heart, and the bamboo in his hands. It felt very referenced."
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