Chapter 607: The old way to help you improve the script

Chapter 607: The old way to help you improve the script

Tianya Zidao feels himself, you can mention the young man who wrote the script a little.

"Cough." So, the roadmaster coughed, and said: "This little friend, that, you don't know the setting of bronze, silver, gold, are some children playing?"

Gao Moumou was shocked. He stood in the shade of the villa for a long time. He didn’t even find himself standing alone!

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a white-haired Taoist, a crane-faced child, with no wrinkles in his eyes, and no trace of the years.

This old road maintenance is really good!

Moreover, this white hair is long and good, and the first impression is particularly good. Seeing him at a glance will make people feel subconscious and reliable.

This is the intimate aura of Tian Tian Zi Dao Tian Tian, ​​which gives strangers a good sense of +50 ability!

It is precisely because of this strange affinity that Tianya Zidao has been constantly and constantly finding young monks in the past three hundred years, and when he contacts with the other side, he gets the other side’s multiplier and finally succeeds. Sell ​​your skills out!

Now, because of this intimate aura, let Gao’s eyes feel that this road is very good.

If this is the case, it would be fine to listen to the opinions of the leader!

"How are you, Dao." Gao Moumou is in the face of the Taoist priests. It is a bit strange to set the comprehension to three levels of bronze, silver and gold. However, he is making a movie, and he is not going to make a science with a human being. As long as the setting is interesting, nothing else.

"Although I know Xiaoyou, you are going to write a movie script... Sorry for the little friend, I have been listening to you on the side, so I know what it is." The white-haired person is facing Gao Moumou. Arched his hand and said.

"It doesn't matter, the road is long. Moreover, the ones I just wrote are just a set." Gao Moumou smiled and said: "That long thought, how should I set the level of the monk?"

Tianya Zidao continued: "At least not too casual, I feel that Level 1, Level 2, Level 3, and Level 4 are very good by analogy at this time!"

Gao Moumou: "..."

Not as good as my bronze, silver, gold, and at most a platinum, diamond, master, king.

"Can't you?" Tianyazi Daochang can see from the face of Gao Moumou that his proposal is very scum and can't be accepted.

Gao Moumou sincerely nodded: "Level one, two grades, will remind me of the primary school system, first grade, second grade and third grade, and so on."

Tianya Zidao: "..."

After a while, the roadmaster bit his teeth and said: "Then change the finished product. One product, two products, three products, can this be?"

Gao Moumou looked at the leader with a glimpse of the road. In addition to the numerical hierarchy, can the Taoist leader think of a more distinctive hierarchical concept?

But nothing, one product, two products, three products, also remember it.

At that time, let Shuhang and the fish Jiaojiao girl discuss together, whether it is to the metal series level, or the digital series level.

So, Gao Moum recorded the setting of the 'grade' in the notebook.

Tianya Zidao was satisfied with the long time. As long as the young man changed the setting of the level of comprehension, his purpose was reached.

It is reasonable to say that the end of the world has reached the end of the world, and should be retired.

But I don't know why... Unconsciously, Tianyazi Daochang began to talk to Gao Moumou about the story.

Looking back, Tian Tianzi feels incredible!

Obviously, he only wanted to mention the concept of ‘cultivation level’ set by the young man.

But I don't know why, he felt that the young man was very talkative. When the two chatted and talked, they talked about how to write the story.

Tian Yazi did not write a story novel, but his life experience is rich!

A rich life experience, as long as a little revealed, can make Gao a great inspiration.

such as……

Tian Yazi said: "When I saw Xiaoyou’s writing, I said that I wanted to write a touching story? And the protagonist must be very miserable, and the kind of sympathy?"

"Exactly, about making the protagonist more miserable, what advice can the Daochang have?" Gao Moumou asked that as he talked with the Daochang for a long time, he was very impressed by the white-haired leader, the other person’s life. Experienced, visionary, every time you can give him more inspiration.

"Actually, when I heard the story of the protagonist's protagonist's first love sister married to others, I remembered a long time ago, a friend of a martial art next door, his experience is impressive." Tian Yazi sighed deeply and recalled the things of the year.

Once people are old, they especially like ‘I want to be the year’.

"In those days, a friend of my door next door was very similar to the protagonist in your story setting. He has a sister who is sympathetic and has been in love for more than ten years. But suddenly there is One day, under the arrangement of the elders, the younger sister would marry another man. Moreover, the wedding will be held in a few days."

"At the time, Shimei said a word to the friend: On the day of my wedding, you came to me. As long as you come over, I will give up everything and worship with you."

"However, two days before the big sister's wedding, my friend of the road rushed to the wedding scene, ready to fight everything to stop the wedding of the sister! But, on the way, he encountered a riot... The beast, then he was seriously injured by the beast, and he was in a coma for several days. When he finally recovered, he went to find a sister, and the sister had already married another man."

Having said that, Tian Yazi was very impressed if the ‘the beast’ was a conspiracy in the past, but then he checked it for the friend, and the riot of the violent beast was really just a coincidence.

Can only say that God wants to get people.

After the sigh, Tian Yazi said: "I am thinking, you can modify this paragraph and substitute it into the sister in your script."

"Great, great. So, when the male protagonist lost his sister because of an accident, the kind of heartbreaking remorse, the sorrow of the Lushan Waterfall, will surely make many people touch the tears." "Gao Mou pens a book, quickly recorded in a notebook.

Tianya Zidao smiled and nodded, and then added: "In addition, there is another point. I feel that since the main character is saddened into revenge, only the sisters and sisters die, and the degree of grief is far from enough. And the children's sentiment leads out. The pattern of grief and indignation is too small. The little friend can completely let the atmosphere be a little bit, and let the whole sect of the protagonist be completely destroyed by the 'evil mysterious force', so that the anger and anger of the protagonist can be maximized in this way! The children of Xiaojiazi love and hate feelings and hatred, and they are raised to the atmosphere of the home country! The pattern has improved a lot."

"The Daochang said it was awesome." Gao Moumou felt that he had met a good teacher and a friend, how did the dead lover compare to the dead family?

Tianyazi Daochang continued to smile slightly: "In fact, we can also set a "hemorrhage" disease for the protagonist. When the sorrow is extremely extreme, a cough is the blood of the red pass. It can also arouse the sympathy of the audience."

"It's very good!" Gao Moumou quickly recorded it.

In this way, Gao Moumou and Tian Yazi Daochang went farther and farther on the topic of 'abuse the Lord' and could not turn back.

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When Song Shuhang and Yu Jiaojiao returned to the villa, they saw the scene of the white-haired Dao and Gao Moumou standing in the hot sun and talking about each other.

This picture is a **** of a ghost.

Fish Jiaojiao said: "I don't think so, I thought that it was passed away from you. I didn't expect him to be so persistent. I have always found my home. This is to wait for the rabbit."

It is worthy of the legendary ‘transfer madness’. It’s not so good to deal with it. It is said that all the young monks who have been acquainted with the madness of the **** have accepted the chanting of martial arts.

Is Song Shuhang finally unable to escape this robbery?

"Do we want to go back to the villa?" Song Shuhang asked.

But late, the white hair in front of Tian Tianzi has already sensed Song Shuhang and the fish Jiaojiao. He turned his head and smiled at the two people.

That smile, for Book Air and Fish Jiaojiao, is definitely a ‘falling city’, because people in the city and the country will be scared by this smiling chicken...

Tianyazi laughed and bowed to Song Shuhang: "Little brother, we met again."

Song Shuhang smiled bitterly, and also gave a gift: "You are persistent and persistent."

"Cough, in fact, the old road is not so persistent." Tian Yazi's old face was red, explained: "In fact, the old road is the one who is asked to find a small friend... Hey?"

When it was halfway through, Tian Yazi saw the big bag carried by Song Shuhang. There are a lot of meat clips inside.

This smell is exactly the meat clip made by ‘Bie Xuexian Ji’.

This little friend, went to the fish head shop to buy meat clips?

Did he meet with Bessie Xianji?

On the other side, Gao Mou asked: "Book Air, do you know this Taoist?"

Song Shuhang nodded and sighed: "In the morning, I went out to get a courier, and I wanted to buy some food for you. Then I saw the side with the Taoist."

Then, Book Air asked again to Tian Yazi: "The Daoist just said that it is the trust of the people? Who is looking for me?"

Tianyazi looked at the big bag in the hands of the book, and smiled mysteriously.

The person who commissioned me to find you has already seen you.

When Tianyazidao was preparing to say this, suddenly, he seemed to be hit by something. The whole person suddenly flew out and was hit by a distance of nearly ten meters!

Along the way, I also broke a young sapling.

The long, painful snoring of the Taoist came.

what happened?

Song Shuhang blinked his eyes. Why was the road suddenly hit and flew? Who is attacking in the dark?

Is Gao’s foggy water flying so exaggerated, was it hit by a ten-ton truck? However, he did not see anything hitting the white-haired person. (To be continued.)