Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 116 Lecture [-]

"Father, do you think that if I put all that knowledge in my head, will my head get bigger?"

On the way to Mengmu Xiaozhu, Pengpeng asked suddenly.

Zhang Zhong glanced at his daughter. After going out just now, the girl kept her head down, looking preoccupied. She didn't expect her to be thinking about this.

"No, you see that your teacher has a lot of knowledge in his head, isn't his head getting bigger?"

"But our teacher's head is bigger than mine."

"That's because the teacher is older than you, so the body has also become bigger."

"Then what if my head gets bigger but my body doesn't? It's so ugly."

"Will not……"

Pengpeng didn't get the answer he wanted, so he asked Zhang Zhong again, "Dad, will I become Snow White when I grow up?"

"Well, I will. When you grow up, you will become the most beautiful Snow White."

"whee."

After sending Pengpeng to Mengmu Xiaozhu, Zhang Zhong went to Green Field Bookstore and signed the contract with Tong Can.

After finishing the work, he turned back to the community and spent some time finalizing the contract for the house next to him.

The full payment was 320 million, and Zhang Zhong swiped the card directly, without wasting any time at all. According to the agreement in the contract, the property can be paid within [-] days.

The sales staff who received him felt like they were in a dream, because the house sold too quickly.

After Zhang Zhong left, the young staff member looked at his back, stared blankly for a while, and couldn't help sighing, people are really different.

After Zhang Zhong took the time to buy a house, he returned to Mengmu Xiaozhu.

He only spent an hour before and after, and Peng Peng's class was only half over.

Then he sat in the corner, searched the Internet for a company that specializes in custom-made amusement facilities, and found several decoration companies, planning to put the house decoration work on the agenda after a while.

……

It wasn't until Tuesday morning that the decoration matter was settled. Zhang Zhong asked the sales department for the key, asked the decoration company to go in and measure the data, and then came up with a plan for him.

In the afternoon, he took a taxi to Nanhuai Film Academy.

This time, all the students in the screenwriting class knew Zhang Zhong's origin, so the students who came to the class returned to the previous situation.

There were more than a dozen people sitting sparsely in the entire classroom, almost everyone was holding a mobile phone, some were watching videos, some were listening to music, and some were playing games.

Yang Huaiyong came earlier today than usual, and unlike last time's scruffy image, this time he was neatly dressed and his hair was combed meticulously, looking completely different from last time.

But when he got to the classroom and saw the scene in the classroom, Yang Huaiyong was discouraged all of a sudden, and his originally straight body also bent down.

"Attend class."

This "class" was said weakly, as if he was talking to himself.

He turned around and wrote a line on the blackboard, exactly the same as what he wrote last time.

【Screenwriting Theory and Skills of Playwriting】

"There are six elements in the composition of a play, namely era, theme, characters, language, and structure. Today we will first talk about the 'simultaneity' of the era and..."

Zhang Zhong, who was sitting under the stage, was dumbfounded.

Am I watching a rerun?
Although the teacher Yang on the stage changed his clothes, is the content of what he said here a little different from last time?

Zhang Zhong listened for a while, and after confirming that these contents were covered in the previous class, he couldn't help but raised his hand and asked, "Mr. Yang, have these contents been covered in the previous class?"

wow——

After saying this, Zhang Zhong felt more than a dozen eyes focus on him in an instant.

The students who were listening to music, watching videos, and playing games turned their heads to look at him, their eyes changed from surprise to stunned, probably because they saw clearly that it was Zhang Zhong, the auditor, who said this.

Yang Huaiyong also looked at Zhang Chong with a look of surprise. He has been teaching this class for so long, and he has always taught the same content, but until today, only one student raised a question.

The teacher of the screenwriting class felt a little sad.

As a second-rate art school, Nanhuai Film Academy set up a screenwriting class in the literature department last year in order to keep up with the trend.

At that time, the screenwriting class was set up. When Yang Huaiyong took over the coach, he came with full of ambitions, but after a period of time, he realized the reality that no one cared about the screenwriting profession.

These students who were admitted to screenwriting didn't really want to be screenwriters, but because the scores in the screenwriting class were low and the requirements were loose, they wanted to get into the film school through the screenwriting class.

Some people want to change majors in the second year, and some people simply want to get a diploma.

Yang Huaiyong also took care of it at the beginning. He was late for class, absent from class, and did not complete homework. go in.

He looked at Zhang Zhong, sighed slightly, and said, "You said that I taught these things in the last class, so do you still remember what I said?"

Yang Huaiyong asked this question, but he didn't hold out any hope. He thought that the student might just have nothing to do to make fun of himself as a teacher.

Zhang Zhong frowned and glanced at Yang Huaiyong, and said, "What you should say next is, what kind of social relationship will arise from what kind of era background and social characteristics, social relationship includes..." General After roughly describing the content of the class, Zhang Zhong said again, "Is this what you want to talk about?"

Yang Huaiyong was a little dazed when he heard that, since when did their screenwriting class have such a student?Speaking of which...he looked at this student with a little face.However, the students in the screenwriting class didn't attend class for two or three days, and he looked at many students face-to-face.

He took a deep breath and nodded emphatically to Zhang, "Well, I see, then let's talk about the content of the second class now, the second class..."

Halfway through speaking, Yang Huaiyong paused, because he realized that he hadn't talked about the content of the second class for a long time, and he had been repeating the content of the first lecture for such a long time.

After thinking carefully for a while, he remembered the content of the second lecture.

After clearing his throat, Yang Huaiyong suddenly raised his voice in lecture, "In the second quarter, we will focus on the subject matter."

After speaking, he turned around and erased the title he had written before, and wrote a new line of title on it.

[The subject matter should be suitable for film and television creation]

With a new title and new content, Zhang Zhong got what he wanted.

Yang Huaiyong has something to offer, so Zhang Zhong took out his notebook and wrote down the main points he said one by one.

At the end of the first half of the class, Zhang Zhong sat in his seat and sorted out his notes during the break, when the student next to him came over.

"Brother, where are you from?"

Zhang Chong glanced at the student, he seemed to be the one who came to strike up a conversation last time.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Zhang Chong replied.

Seeing Zhang Zhong's indifferent attitude, the student smacked his mouth, "It's nothing."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and took out his mobile phone to play the game.

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