China entertainment good man biography

Li Shuan looked at the blank document, as if he was trying to find the spirit of the literary sage in the number of frames. Plagiarism is also very particular. For example, Guo Xiaosi copied the book "How Many Flowers Fall in Dreams" and copied and pasted even the typos.

It’s called not getting started at all. There are three levels of plagiarism, which correspond to the three levels of screenwriting art.

The first level is plot copying, which is the screenwriting art of looking at mountains as mountains and water as water.

The second level is character copying, which means that in the art of screenwriting, the mountains are not mountains, and the water is not water.

The third level is copy structure, which means that in the art of screenwriting, one should look at mountains or water, or water or water.

To sum it up, copy a lot of articles in the world and see if you can copy them.

Excellent works of art come from the collision of inspirations, at best, from the superposition of inspirations. For example, the thirty-six plot structures of Shakespeare, the ancestor of drama, have been regarded by countless disciples and disciples for hundreds of years.

A theatrical gem.

Close the computer. Your mind is not at peace today and it is not appropriate to plagiarize.

Li Suan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the sky. In addition to the two and a half major regrets in his previous life, he still had countless small regrets. He never thought that he was a talented person, so he did not have that kind of golden and flawless life, but this

This life is different, and the wealth brought by these ten years of rebirth is incomparable to anything.

How about we sign up for a Chinese drama class?

In a previous life, Teacher Zhang told me about this. China National Theater had a training class for foreigners. The tuition was 40,000 yuan, and Zhang was given a certificate of completion. It was said that everyone was a graduate of China National Opera.

The people who came to the class were all professors of Chinese opera, and sometimes celebrities. It did not cause any commotion, mainly because the threshold for joining was high and it was a small circle that relied on word-of-mouth among graduates of Chinese opera.

Just as I was thinking about it, the phone rang again. The number was unfamiliar. Li Shuan picked up. It was Director Yang.

Director Yang wanted to invite him to dinner and thank him, which was also a negotiation.

Li Suan put down the phone and closed his eyes to think.

Should I take the same path again in my previous life?

Or, simply change the road and just see the scenery.

…

Yang Mi put on the pair of toad glasses again, followed the assistant, and walked out of the arrogance of the prostitute. The assistant pushed the whiteboard alone and got out of the elevator, aiming for Li Suan's room. The follower saw it from a distance

I came to help, and by the way I also found out what was going on. This beautiful girl wearing toad glasses and the whiteboard used for the meeting were all arranged by Brother Jiu.

The one who was following him didn't dare to neglect. He helped the assistant push the whiteboard, and his eyes actually glanced at the battle-damaged areas on Yang Mi's body.

The clothes were just bought, and they had to look like what they were wearing. Yang Mi's big white legs were really white and flawless. When you got closer, you could enjoy just looking at them, let alone touching them.

The stalker's neck felt cold, and he felt the toad's Yangmi gaze behind the mirror. He was a little guilty at first, but then he thought about it, why are you here?

Then he changed his face and not only stared at it, but also wanted to reach out and touch it.

Yang Mi frowned and hid, standing still and looking at the man following him: "What do you want to do?"

As soon as I heard this, I became more interested in following her: "Where is my sister from? Go back and take a look."

Yang Mi smiled instead of getting angry: "What's your name? I'll call Brother Jiu to arrange it for you."

The stalker was stunned for a moment, and then something happened. The other stalker immediately interrupted: "Girl, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... what are you doing? What are we here for?"

The people who were following him stopped and clasped their fists, unable to say the words "I'm sorry".

Yang Mi didn't bother and followed the assistant through the door. After closing the door, he turned around and saw the assistant who was about to cry.

Yang Mi smiled: "It's okay, there are many people like this."

"Sister, why don't you come back with me? They also have access cards."

Yang Mi was indeed scared, but not that scared: "Don't worry, they won't dare to come in after I come in, just go ahead."

Only then did the little assistant realize that what he wanted to do was to open a backdoor for the big star and leave an extra path for himself in the future. However, he did not expect that every step of the plan might go awry, pushing him into a situation of no return at any time.

Yang Mi hugged the assistant and said, "It's okay. My dad is a policeman. Those two seem to have a thief heart but not courage. It's okay."

While Yang Mi comforted the assistant, he saw the wall in the suite, where Li Shuan once taught Director Yang a lesson with Teacher Zhang's lipstick. Later, Director Yang was busy convincing the actors, and Teacher Zhang was busy adjusting the script. Who

I don't know if I should hire someone to clean it up.

"These are all written by Teacher Li."

The assistant looked at Yang Mi a little defensively. Writing relies on the superposition of inspiration, so every work is like a child to the creator. The reason why blatant plagiarism is so hateful is because of the negative impact on the creator.

He said that if his work was plagiarized, it would be like having his child stolen.

"I know, this person is quite interesting. What did he write in?" Yang Mi stepped forward and applied lipstick.

"Sister, why don't we leave."

Yang Mi knew that the assistant was scared: "Don't worry, you, Director Yang, have already filmed this scene. Even if I copy this, it will be too late. Don't be afraid."

She opened her purse and took out the red envelope she had prepared, along with a thousand yuan in cash.

"I promise you, I'll never forget it."

The assistant looked at the money, then at the smear of lipstick on Yang Mi's hand, and finally chose the money.

"Sister, be careful."

There was an inexplicable emotion in Yang Mi's eyes, like disappointment. She smiled and said to the assistant: "Don't worry, I just came to talk to Teacher Li about something."

…

The charcoal was burning so hot that it was not cold at all in Yanjing in August. When the wind was light, the climate was particularly pleasant. The sky was already dark, and although it was not yet dinner time, many people had already come out to enjoy the cool air.

Li Suan and Director Yang randomly chose a roadside stall and sat across from each other, like two gentlemen.

The children in Yanjing are all tough, and the elders are very spoiled. The girl Pianzi, who is 18 or 19 years old, stood next to Li Suan's table, staring directly at the kidney in Li Suan's hand.

What do you think we should do?

If you don’t give it, you won’t be able to eat it. If you give it, you will be scolded.

Li Suan waved to the waiter and ordered a can of old yogurt. He then took a sip himself and then showed it to the little girl.

"You want some?"

The little girl burst into tears, and Li Shuan burst into laughter.

The cry attracted the attention of the elders. Li Suan suppressed his laughter and saw the little girl being taken away by the elders. The little girl was lying on the shoulders of the elders, looking eagerly at this side. Li Suan took another bite in front of his face.

The crying became more intense.

Director Yang followed Li Suanxiao.

Li Suan said: "Don't you ask?"

Director Yang said: "No need to ask. If it was a boy, you would have given it to me. It's a pity that it's a girl."

Li finally regained his composure and asked Director Yang to tell the whole story.

Director Yang just said: "Girls are still difficult to raise. You have to tell her that anything given to you has a price. You can pay it on credit for a while, but you will always have to pay it back in the future. Men do not treat any woman except those around them.

Well, no matter whether you have that intention or not, there is no benefit."

Li Suan was shocked. If eating alone with Director Yang was the first surprise, then what he said now was the second surprise. Looking at this fifth-generation director with a low reputation, Li Suan didn't want to play riddles anymore.

"Director, I can't write."

"I know. I went back and asked Teacher Zhang for the manuscript you wrote for the last play. If you come here today and negotiate with me about the price, I will give you some money and let you go."

Li Suan was surprised again, "Then you doubt me?"

"What do you suspect of you?"

"Copied."

Director Yang stopped talking, took a sip of wine, and finally decided to tell the truth: "Yes, I thought you were copying it at first, but what can I say in our industry? There is no shortage of miracles. The Chinese Dream, a community of shared future.

, I’ve checked online and can’t find it.”

"You won't worry if we can't find it?"

"How is that possible? It's just that I also had times like you. I wasn't as exaggerated as you. It was just a play and I suddenly became enlightened."

Li Shuan didn't say anything and took another bite of the kidney. He had never seen Director Yang like this in his previous life. He had no chance. Later, when he became prosperous, he was looked down upon by these right-minded people in art.

At that time, he thought that you were just a bunch of disrespectful old antiques. You slept with girls harder than I did. When you saw an official, you almost knocked your head to the ground. You talked about greed for money, talk about morals, and said that the world was declining.

You are the one who brought this current situation to the world, why do you look down on me?

Later, he met a director, and they ate, drank, prostituted, and gambled. However, when it came to art, he couldn't recognize any relatives. When Li Shuan was chatting with him, he heard him say a variation of Kant's famous saying.

'Even if you are in the mud, you still have to look up at the stars.'

Li Shuan became enlightened at that time. From that moment on, what he wrote was different. According to his Internet brother, it had a soul.

Then the eldest brother took him to find two girls, and the four of them took off their clothes and started a fight...

It’s hard to look back on the past.

Director Yang suddenly asked: "What are you going to do next?"

"Looking for a wife." Li Suan said, "I am not a good person. I need to find someone to take care of me. If something goes wrong easily, I will either get in or die a good death."

A glint flashed in Director Yang's eyes. He didn't expect Li Shuan to have such a low opinion of himself. He thought about it and asked, "You still don't drink?"

Li Suan looked at Director Yang in a daze.

Director Yang said: "I want to have a drink with you."

"Then... drink, but you have to drink something good."

"Walk."

"Where are you going?"

"There's wine stored in your house!"

"What should we do with this food?"

"Take it with you! Let's go have a drink."

Director Yang, who was in his sixties, became energetic and walked to the hotel with Li Suan, taking the remaining skewers. Before going upstairs, he asked the hotel customer service to get some cold dishes to go with the wine. The two of them took the cold dishes and

Barbecue returned to the house, and with the shocked eyes of those who followed him, he entered the door one after another, and then closed the door.

Li Shuan took out the bottle of bourbon from the small refrigerator. After thinking about it, he decided to change it to Lin. The wine tasted bad, that is, he didn't drink much and was not very energetic. He had to take care of Director Yang and he would be able to drink it tomorrow.

go home.

The battle started, the two men drank together, and Director Yang taught Li Suan the concept of marriage.

"Listen to me, choose slowly and carefully. You have to find a good one. Fall in love first, talk about it for ten or twenty times, and then choose a good one."

Li Shuan looked at Director Yang: "Is there a story?"

"I don't call it a story, it's an accident. I've filmed so many dramas about family affairs over the years, and even now, it's still a difficult story for our family."

"Can't you?"

Director Yang smiled, just drinking, and then suddenly suggested: "Shall I introduce it to you?"

"young married woman?"

"Girlfriends are fine, too. My old neighbors are noisy every day and don't know how to raise their daughters. When I see them like that, I..."

Li Suan took a sip of wine.

"Don't laugh, it's true. It's true that the freedom to dress and the independence of women are so noisy. But no matter what it is, if you don't do it step by step from the grassroots level, no matter how beautiful the scenery above is, it's all

Nonsense."

Li Suan picked up the wine glass, showed respect, and drank it in one gulp.

"Anyway, you were just looking for someone to practice with at the beginning, why not find the daughters or granddaughters of my old buddies... What kind of person do you want to find?"

"You can control me."

"Is it difficult for you to realize this?"

"It's difficult." Li Shuan was serious, because the meaty Bodhidharma appeared in his mind again, "Director, I'm really not a good person. Let's put it this way, I don't talk less about girls, let alone Huo Huo."

Director Yang kept asking: "You are just twenty-five, how much can you talk about?"

Li Suan was dissatisfied: "It's really a lot."

Director Yang raised his eyelids: "Are there any Aries?"

"Who remembers this?"

"Let's not compare numbers. The only twelve zodiac signs I have are Virgo and Capricorn."

Li Shuan looked at the old man, and then thought carefully about the twelve constellations, which are twelve assistants... Finally he said: "You are older, it's unfair!"

"How many are missing?"

"Four or five, maybe."

Director Yang laughed loudly: "Drink!"

Li didn't say anything and drank it all in one gulp.

Li Shuan failed completely.

He said with a hint of drunkenness: "When I get to your age, you will definitely not be able to compare with me."

"Yes, but I can't even see it before that."

The topic became a bit serious. Director Yang's face turned red as he drank, and he looked at Li Suan: "Be my apprentice."

Li Shu didn't understand.

"If you don't want to be a screenwriter, just be a director. If you don't want to be a director, just be a producer. For three years, you only need to stay with me for three years and you will be the seventh generation... Whatever you want, you can do it."

Director Yang stared at Li Suan with such piercing eyes that he even looked sober. He sat up and tried to look serious.

He said: "Director, do you remember the last scene we filmed? The theme was children. Later, the crew needed a little girl to be the daughter of the third child and his family, just so that the third child could grow up and stop being a child."

"I remember that the child was born to the third husband's ex-wife. In a family, the man is the husband, the father of the daughter, and the father of the wife. Is there any problem?"

"No problem, it's really interesting how it works in the play. But when we were choosing actors, we chose a little girl before. I've seen her before, and she worked really hard. She was eight years old, or ten years old, right? A half-year-old child.

, in less than a day, I had memorized so many words of lines, and told me, Teacher Li, I don’t think the child can say such a thing. Then I followed her and changed it word by word, you know.

What happened in the end?"

Director Yang remained silent.

Li Shuan said: "The actress has been replaced. It's not because she didn't perform well, it's because she replaced her with a granddaughter."

Director Yang sighed, drank the 'Rin' in front of him in one gulp, and finally said with a smile: "It tastes so damn bad."

"Director, I'm not blaming you. I know and understand that it's not that easy to manage such a large group. You are a great director and the fifth generation. Yes, you are rich and famous, but you also have many alternatives. What if?

There's even the slightest chance that you won't change the person, and there's nothing you can do about it."

"It's not that I can't help it," Director Yang said.

Li Suan looked at Director Yang blankly.

Director Yang said: "I said I really don't know, do you believe it or not?"

Li Suan was stunned, and then suddenly laughed so hard that he burst into tears. He didn't know why this thing was so funny.

Director Yang put down his wine glass, leaned over and patted Li Suan on the back. He was telling the truth. The crew was so big, there were so many people, and he was filming and writing at the same time. How could he have the time to keep an eye on everyone?

All he can do is take the actors selected by his subordinates and turn them into camera film to ensure the quality of every plot, every line of dialogue, and every frame.

Li Shuan had laughed enough: "Director, you must think I am very interesting, but even so, I don't want to do it with you. There are too many capable people around you, and I can't compete with them, and I don't want to compete with them."

Director Yang said nothing, just stood up and prepared to leave.

Before he left, he said to Li Suan: "Think about it again, think about it carefully."

The door was closed, and Li Suan lay on the sofa, looking drunkenly at the dark sky outside the window.

The city is so prosperous that even after the stars in the sky have fallen to the ground, they are still bright, so bright that people can’t see clearly the people under the lamp, and so bright that they can’t tolerate the smile of a child.

In the hazy state, Li Suan fell asleep and didn't hear the sound coming from the bedroom. It was Yang Mi.

She walked out and looked at Li Suan who was sleeping on the sofa. Her face was complicated, and her eyes were filled with pity and anger, but she couldn't figure out what she was thinking in her heart.