Zhang Tan is very good at writing scripts. Before traveling through time, he had written dozens of scripts, large and small, and many of them became famous.
For him, the comic adaptation of "Lampburner" was not difficult and relatively easy. Instead, he spent more time reading the comics.
When Luo Ming helped him sign up, the project team gave him 5 days. But two days later, he suddenly received a notice saying that the time would be moved up one day. In other words, Zhang Tan still had two days left, and his script had just been written.
one third.
"Do you have enough time? I have nothing to do these days. You can concentrate on writing the script. It's okay if you don't come to the company. You can make your own arrangements."
After Luo Ming got the news, he immediately asked about Zhang Tan's progress. When he learned that he didn't have enough time, he very considerately said that he would not arrange other things for him these days and let him concentrate on the script. He could even ask questions about writing.
He will do it sooner or later.
Zhang Tan thanked him repeatedly.
Luo Ming said: "It's also my fault. When I told you the news, the project had already been started for several days, and others were already writing, so you started later than others."
Zhang Tan quickly said: "How can I blame you? It's too late to thank you."
In order to catch up on the script, Zhang Tan concentrated his energy and worked day and night to cancel Jiang Rong's dinner party and Xiaobai's "football invitational match". Finally, two days later, he finished the script.
He breathed a sigh of relief. He went to work the next day, printed out the script, and went out to hand it over to the "Lampburner" project team. Luo Ming happened to come back and saw him holding a stack of A4 paper bound in a volume. No need to ask.
Knowing that it was a script, he calculated with his fingers that today was the day he would hand it in, and he was thinking about it.
"Has it been written?" Luo Ming asked.
Zhang Tan handed him the script and said, "I finished it last night. Teacher Luo, if you have time, help me check it."
"You are very capable and you will have no problem writing an adapted script. However, this is your first time working alone. This project is very important to you, so I will take a look first."
Luo Ming casually put his bag on the table, sat down, and hurriedly opened the script. He was usually used to making a pot of tea and reading news online... These habits were eliminated today.
While he was watching, he said to Zhang Tan without raising his head: "You should have shown it to me last night. If you have enough time, I can check it for you."
Zhang Tan: "I didn't finish it until after ten o'clock last night, so I disturbed your sleep."
"What are you interrupting? I'm still teaching my daughter to do her homework after ten o'clock. It's much easier to read a script than to do homework."
He then asked: "I remember that the manuscript was submitted before 10 o'clock this morning, right? It is now half past eight, and there is still an hour and a half, so don't worry, wait until I read it again. I have spent so much time on it, no
It’s an hour and a half urgent.”
Zhang Tan saw that he was immersed in reading the script, so he took the initiative to make him a cup of Lushan Yunwu and gently placed it in his hand. Luo Ming didn't even raise his head, he picked up the tea cup in tacit understanding and took a few sips.
He read it very quickly, and after about half an hour, he breathed a deep sigh of relief, put down the script, rubbed his sore and swollen eyes, and said: "It's very well written. A few minor issues, here, here, and here."
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Zhang Tan immediately sat in front of the computer and revised it on the spot. After working for half an hour, the script was completely revised. After the two checked it over and confirmed that there was no problem, they reprinted a copy.
Zhang Tan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the clock on the wall, it was half past nine, and said, "There's still half an hour, so I'll take it and hand it over first."
"Wait a minute." Luo Ming called to him, "Give me the script and I'll hand it over. We don't have relationships, but we can't suffer in front of people who do."
He picked up the teacup and took a few sips, picked up the script, hurried out the door, went to the tenth floor, and knocked on the door of the "Lampburner" project director's office.
"Hey, Teacher Luo, are you here to join in?" The other party saw him arriving, his eyes fell on the script in his hand, and he laughed.
Luo Ming sat down on the chair in front of his desk, pushed the script in front of the other party, and said: "I am too old to take care of two projects. Don't worry, I have finished writing the script of "Under the Tianyu Mountain", but I should be busy."
There are many things happening. Didn’t I tell you about Zhang Tan last time? This was written by him."
"Oh?" The other party picked up the script, glanced at the cover, and flipped through it casually, "Isn't it enough to hand the script to the review team? Do you need to give it to me directly?"
Luo Ming said with a smile: "Don't pretend to be confused because you understand. There are so many submissions. Once Zhang Tan's script is handed in, I don't even know if it has any sequel. I gave you the script not to let you go through the back door. I just hope you know there is."
Zhang Tan and such a script, please take a moment to read it, or hand it to your review team, so that they will pay more attention to it. I have read the script, and objectively speaking, it is really good, even if it is
If I were to write it, it wouldn't be any better than this."
"Is that an exaggeration? Teacher Luo, you are our golden pen. Is it okay for a young man who can compete with you?"
Luo Ming smiled and said nothing. He handed the script to the director and achieved his goal.
"I won't disturb Director Li, I'm leaving first."
After Luo Ming left, Director Li opened Zhang Tan's script again. After some time, he called someone to take away the script and asked: "How many copies of the script did you receive?"
The staff member replied: "13 copies, oh, plus this one, it's 14 copies."
"so much?"
"Actually, there were 21 people who signed up. The remaining ones didn't have enough time to win, so they couldn't submit it."
Director Li was a little surprised. No wonder Luo Ming had to send the script in person. There were so many screenwriters involved in a comic adaptation project. At the same time, he felt a little heavy in his heart. These 14 scripts were not just scripts, but the dreams of 14 young people. He
Instead of directly selecting Zhang Tan because it was Luo Ming who sent the script, he asked the staff to review the scripts internally, leaving 5 scripts, and then handed them over to the script evaluation team and asked them to help check them.
Luo Ming handed in the script, returned to the office, and told Zhang Tan to arrange his time freely today. He could stay in the office or go home. He was too busy these days. He should relax and combine work and rest.
After Zhang Tan thanked him, he stayed in the office. Near noon, Jiang Rong called and mysteriously asked him to treat him to dinner, as if he had found a treasure.
"Did you write a play called "The Lampburner"?"
"Huh? How do you know?"
Immediately I thought, "The script was submitted to the evaluation team for review?"
"Bingo! Do you think it's fate? Your script just happened to be given to me, haha."
Zhang Tan immediately said: "In this case, I can't treat you to dinner."
"What do you mean?! Are you so stingy?" Jiang Rong sounded a little unkind.
"Don't be angry. It's not that you are stingy, but that you are worried that others will say that I bribed you. Do you think that's right?"
Jiang Rong said decisively: "I'm not sure. Let's go, I want to eat the RB cuisine downstairs."
