Chapter 45: Read more than ten thousand volumes, write like a god
The next day, morning.
The instructor's big class said that there are homework assignments to be assigned today, and everyone must be present.
Pu Jie couldn't escape, so he had to listen to the lecture.
"I can't go to the crew, so there shouldn't be any accidents, right?"
Pu Jie sent a message to Wei Fan saying that he could not go, and asked tactfully whether the person who brought him there yesterday was satisfied.
Wei Fan replied: "They are all good!"
All?
Could it be that Zhu Yinyin’s audition for the heroine was also good?
Damn it, don't worry, let her make her own fortune.
“As long as everything goes well”
Pu Jie turned off his mobile phone and began to listen to the instructor Wang Xiang's course. After participating in part of the script production, he also gained a better understanding of script creation.
Although he was basically listening.
But after listening to the class this semester, I can better integrate it into the actual creative experience and gain a new understanding.
...
Soon, it was time for get out of class to end.
Wang Xiang began to assign homework.
"Last semester, we did the first work competition, and many good works emerged. Among them... "My Living Life with the School Beauty" by classmate Wang Zihao is currently in the process of being re-created. Some of them I
The more familiar directors are very interested in this book, and if nothing else happens... we may start setting up a crew to shoot a movie of the same name this year, congratulations to everyone!"
Among the classmates, a boy sitting in the first row stood up, smiled politely and nodded to everyone, but he still couldn't hide the pride in his eyes.
Wang Xiang said while pacing in the classroom:
"This is a good start for our freshman screenwriting department! Let me tell you something real. In our industry, these are the basic skills. There is nothing complicated about the format. You have already learned it last semester. The most important thing is
...Story! Eye-catching story and lines to match!”
"This depends on spirituality. Some people are born with it, while some people can't understand it even after being taught for a lifetime..."
"Then is there any way to improve my script skills?"
"Yes! And there is only one way, write more, the more you write, the better!"
"If one script doesn't work, just two. If two doesn't work, just ten. I hope you can write 100 scripts before graduation!"
"As long as you write, you can always improve. Therefore, our homework this semester is still writing. This time the content is limited to... a script, which lasts for one month."
"The requirements were not so strict last semester, just so that you can write. Many people have difficulty writing, so there is no threshold set. Novels and film reviews are all acceptable. This time, they must be written strictly according to the format of the script. Just to check you.
Learning outcomes from last semester”
"You must seize the homework assignments every semester. This is your opportunity to show your talents!"
After assigning the homework, the instructor started to pack up and prepare to leave. Suddenly he remembered something and added:
"By the way, let us congratulate Pu Jie. You may have heard about it recently. His novel "The Dragon King of the Urban Son-in-law" serialized on the Qidian Chinese website has sold the TV series rights, and was directed by Wei, a graduate of our school's directing department.
Instead of being the director of the filming"
The eyes of the 60 students in the class were all focused on Pu Jie.
wipe!
Was it so sudden?
He had no choice but to stand up and salute everyone.
Wang Xiang almost laughed out loud.
Long Aotian in your novel has never been so reserved, but...it's damn good that that novel sold.
"Ahem... don't laugh, everyone. Pu Jie has an advantage that everyone should learn from. He is diligent, very diligent! You may have noticed his novels. Since the beginning of the book, more than 10,000 words have been updated every day.
, never stopped updating, what kind of energy is this? This is desperate energy!”
"Which of you can create a work of 1 million words in three months?"
Everyone at the scene was silent and their eyes were full of shock.
They only knew that Pu Jie was diligent, but... they didn't expect him to be so diligent. He wrote 1 million words in 3 months. Is he still a human being?
Many students in the screenwriting department read novels on Qidian. They know that there are only a few people on the entire Qidian website who can do this.
"My dear... the total compositions I have written since I was a child have never had so many words..." A male voice complained in a low voice.
At this time, a girl with thick eyes raised her hand.
"Well, Yuanyuan, if you have any questions, stand up and ask."
The facilitator is very happy that someone can interact with you. Now it’s time to start a discussion and set the pace!
He sincerely hopes that his students can be more diligent, as diligence can make up for their shortcomings!
The girl doesn't look outstanding, but there is a firmness in her eyes. At first glance, she is a girl with independent opinions.
"Classmate Pu Jie, I have been paying attention to your books. May I ask... under what circumstances did you create such a beautiful poem like 'If life is just like the first meeting, why is it sad to draw a fan in the autumn wind'?"
?”
"Well......"
How to create?
I carried it...I carried it when I was chasing a girl in my previous life.
Is this special meow fan found in the class?
"Uh...just...it came out as I wrote it, just like..."
Pu Jie wanted to fool them, but he couldn't look like he was powerful.
"That's right! It's just like... reading thousands of volumes and writing like a master. The more you read, the more you'll write naturally. Everyone can do it."
"Reading break rolls, getting a God......"
The girl's eyes flashed with thought, and the whole class fell silent.
"That's it...it turns out that if you read more and write more, you can have the opportunity to write such beautiful poems..."
At this time, another female classmate stood up and asked excitedly: "I have read more than ten thousand volumes, and my writing is like a spirit. What a powerful poem! Did you also create this? Do you have a complete poem?"
At this time, the whole class was shocked!
Another golden sentence!
Some people have already started searching on Qiandu.
"Wow! Another original poem, Pu Jie... you are so talented, I am so envious!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
"Teacher Wang, look at him, look at him! If a genius works so hard, how can we survive..."
Pujie:(*゜ー゜*)
It seems like... he said something extraordinary.
Wang Xiang was also stunned for a moment, and then after chewing for a while, he wrote this poem on the blackboard boldly.
"I have read thousands of volumes, and my writing is like a master! Pu Jie, am I writing correctly?"
I am an old writer, and I know the words after reading them for a while, so I can write pretty well.
Pu Jie bit the bullet: "Yes...that's it."
"Okay! Okay! Pu Jie used 10 words to summarize the content of my lecture. This is the charm of poetry! This is also the reason why Pu Jie is successful. No one's success comes for free.
Only by reading ten thousand volumes of books can you write a good work!"
Pujie:(*゜ー゜*)
"In addition to the homework just now, I will give you another task. Read books, read scripts, read online novels that have sold copyrights, learn, feel, and read thousands of books! In the next class, everyone will
Give me a reading list, and at the end of the semester, I will check your progress one by one."
The atmosphere among the students was high and the atmosphere was on fire.
"Good teacher! We must be like Pu Jie, who broke through thousands of volumes and wrote masterpieces!"
Dachun: "Ah!!!"
Zhang Yang: "What's wrong with you?"
"I don't know what's wrong with me! I just feel so hot!"
Wang Xiang looked at Pu Jie's bewildered look and was a little relieved: "I'm not a arrogant person. I have great potential in the future. If I had shown this level earlier, I could sell all the books. By the way... Has this guy's new book been updated?"
Less, although the beginning is a bit shabby, but...I feel it is definitely a quality story."
After taking a look at the class that had been injected with chicken blood, Wang Xiang took his bag under his arm and left with satisfaction.
Pu Jie was left behind, surrounded by his classmates.
"Brother Jie, can you teach me how to write poetry? I also want to learn how to write a cool poem like 'Kill one person in ten steps, leave no trace in a thousand miles'"
"Can I post this sentence on Weibo?"
"I feel that classmate Pu Jie is about to ascend to the altar..."
Pu Jie scratched his head, feeling that things seemed to have exceeded expectations, so he had to deal with it casually.
In the corner, several classmates drank lemonade and curled their lips.
"Isn't it just a few broken poems? Who can't do it? I will write one a day, hum~"