Survival on a Deserted Island

Gu Bai made an appointment at a very quiet teahouse next to the school. Due to the excellent geographical advantage, this teahouse will receive many big names in the entertainment circle, and therefore the privacy is very high. Gu Bai also considered this reason, so he decided to Set the place here.

Qin Zhan arrived early, looked at the time, estimated that it would take 10 minutes for Gu Bai to finish class, so he ordered a pot of green tea and started to be in a daze.

He probably knew what kind of story he wanted to tell, but he always felt that he lacked the ability to tell the story vividly and realistically, so he thought of asking for foreign aid.

After drinking two sips of green tea, there was a conversation outside the door.

"Teacher, is this here?" The voice was a little sloppy, probably the good student that Gu Bai said.

Gu Bai didn't answer, he was probably looking up the address Qin Zhan gave him, and after a while he said, "Well, it's here."

Qin Zhan laughed, stood up and opened the door, met the young man standing in front who seemed to be reaching out to push the door, and was taken aback for a moment.

This young man has a head of colorful messy hair, a lot of messy things dangling from his clothes, he has a good appearance, the most beautiful thing is his long and narrow phoenix eyes, the corners of which are slightly raised with a bit of a naughty look. It looks a bit out of tune, and it doesn't seem like someone who can write delicate words.

Seeing Qin Zhan, the young man greeted him respectfully: "Teacher Qin."

Qin Zhan nodded, touched his chin and finally came up with a reasonable answer: "cosplay?"

Gu Bai came over from behind and explained: "Don't pay attention to him, that's what he does."

The young man turned to face Gu Bai with a playful smile: "Teacher, I will be sad if you say that!" Gu Bai ignored him.

Although Qin Zhan was a bit strange, he still led two people to sit down in the private room and poured a cup of tea for each of them. Gu Bai took a sip of tea before introducing to Qin Zhan unhurriedly: "Zhao Chi, my student .”

Qin Zhan nodded, smiled and stretched out his right hand: "Nice to meet you, Xiao Zhao."

Although he was still a little skeptical about the kid's professional skills, Qin Zhan didn't show it on his face, and Gu Bai probably wouldn't recommend unreliable people to him.

Zhao Chi treated Qin Zhan very respectfully. He shook hands with Qin Zhan loosely: "I've heard about Teacher Qin's name for a long time."

Then he turned to Gu Bai and said, "Teacher, you have such a good relationship with Teacher Qin, why didn't you tell me earlier, I've been a fan of Teacher Qin for a long time." There seemed to be a bit of coquettishness in his tone.

Qin Zhan's gaze turned around between the two of them curiously: he always felt that something was not quite right.

Gu Bai coughed lightly, and said calmly, "Show Qin Zhan your homework from last semester."

Hearing this, Zhao Chi obediently took out a stack of A4 papers from his bag and handed them to Qin Zhan. He also knew in his heart that this was a good opportunity.

Qin Zhan flipped through the pages very quickly, that is, within a cup of tea, he finished the small script with about 30 pages.

It's a very ordinary story, a story of a single father who is still a child and lives with his son, but the narrative method is very unusual, there is no fierce conflict, the whole process is a flat narrative, positive and side, and the writing skills are very good A solid, unique script, and also... a script that tests the director's skills.

Qin Zhan smiled with great interest and asked, "If you were asked to tell the story of an orphan, how would you tell it?"

Speaking of his own field, Zhao Chi put away the carefree temperament in an instant, tapped the edge of the table with his slender fingers, and asked calmly, "What kind of orphan? What kind of emotional tone?"

Qin Zhan squinted his eyes and thought about the stubborn child whose soft heart was wrapped in thick armor, and smiled: "A story of 'the willows are dark and the flowers brighten another village'."

Zhao Chi lowered his head and thought for a while, "The willows are dark and the flowers are bright" means that this story is probably ups and downs, with intertwined light and dark, and has a warm ending.

"Extreme foil." Zhao Chi suddenly said, explaining to himself, "Extreme darkness is used to set off the ultimate light, a story of 'Nirvana'."

Both Qin Zhan and Gu Bai were taken aback for a moment, then Gu Bai showed some appreciation, while Qin Zhan touched his chin and nodded thoughtfully.

Qin Zhan took out a business card and said, "Come to my studio to sign the contract on weekends."

"It's that simple?!" Zhao Chi opened his eyes in disbelief.

Qin Zhan nodded with a smile: "It's that simple, and I still make money. I signed one and got one free." He glanced at Gu Bai meaningfully.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chi blushed suddenly, Qin Zhan gave him a curious look, and heard Gu Bai's voice before he could ask.

"If you want, it's not impossible for me to write a script for you for free."

Qin Zhan waved his hand: "Come on, you can write my literary novel as a story of intrigue that ordinary people can't understand." Qin Zhan looked at him with a gentle smile, but revealed a sense of treachery for no reason, "Besides, I signed the contract." You student, why don't you come to help? You can't smash the screenwriter's brand of Gu Da!"

Gu Bai was a little speechless: "Whatever you want, I have something to do later, so I'll go first." He stood up and picked up the suit jacket from the back of the chair, then looked at Zhao Chi, "Will you go with me or talk to him again?" chat."

Zhao Chi stood up immediately: "Let me go with the teacher."

Qin Zhan stood up to see them off: "It just so happens that I have something to do later, so I should treat you to dinner." He mainly said this to Zhao Chi, and he doesn't need to be so polite to Gu Bai.

Gu Bai was not polite to him either: "Remember, I will kill you when I have time."

Qin Zhan raised his eyebrows: "Welcome anytime."

Gu Bai and Zhao Chi had gone a long way, and Qin Zhan could still hear Zhao Chi's chattering voice:

"Teacher, let me treat you to dinner."

"No way, the teacher gave me such a good opportunity, I must invite the teacher to dinner!"

Qin Zhan shook his head with a smile on the spot: Sure enough, he was still a child.

He didn't leave in a hurry, but called Qin Zehuan. Qin Zehuan seemed to have just woken up, a little confused: "Ah Zhan, what's wrong?"

"Did you rest well?" Qin Zhan asked with concern.

"It's okay, I was here all night last night." Qin Zehuan grabbed his hair and shook his head vigorously to wake himself up.

Qin Zhan lowered his voice: "You are still old enough to get enough sleep, huh?"

Qin Zehuan nodded confusedly: "I know, I only stay overnight occasionally."

Qin Zhan originally planned to ask Qin Zehuan to help him find Song Zhenhe—that is, the orphan of "Another Village with Dark Willows and Bright Flowers", but when he saw Qin Zehuan's sluggish appearance, he immediately decided to visit him softly.

"Are you in Jingshu Apartment?" Qin Zhan's voice couldn't be softer.

Qin Zehuan nodded, still unconscious.

"Then you stay at home obediently, and I'll go see you."

As soon as Qin Zhan hung up the communication, he collapsed on the bed again, showing what it means to sleep like a pig.

It took Qin Zhan less than half an hour to arrive at the Jingshu apartment, and at the door of Qin Zehuan's house, he took the key to open the door familiarly. Deng's innocent housekeeping robot rolled up his sleeves and began to help his son clean up the room.

Although Qin Zhan's own life is somewhat informal, but Qin Zehuan is definitely better than blue, saying that this is a pig's nest and pigs are not happy.

Qin Zhan first charged the housekeeping robot, and then sorted the messy things in the room into categories that should be placed in the cabinet, and those that should be placed on the shelf were placed on the shelf, ignoring the garbage all over the floor. Just wait a while for the housekeeping robot to come back to life and clean up.

Two hours later, with the full cooperation of Qin Zhan and the fully charged housekeeping robot, Qin Zehuan's pig's nest was finally restored to tidyness. Qin Zhan collapsed on the sofa, dialed a communication for Qin Xun, and only said one sentence:

"After get off work, bring the ingredients to Jingshu to save your nephew and brother."

Qin Xun looked at Qin Zhan's face that flashed by, and shook his head helplessly with his legs crossed. He still called the internal line and told the life assistant to ask her to order some fresh ingredients for him, and especially asked to prepare more meat.

Qin Zehuan is an out-and-out carnivore, exactly the same as Qin Zhan when he was a child.

Qin Zhan lay on his back on the sofa, always feeling like he had forgotten something, until his communicator rang, and he finally remembered what he had forgotten.

"Ah Zhan, what's for dinner tonight?" Xia Weizhe was in a pretty good mood.

"Well, I won't go back for dinner today..." Before Qin Zhan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qin Zehuan who came out of the bedroom rubbing his eyes:

"Ah Zhan, who are you talking to?"

Hearing the sleepy voice of another man (boy?), Xia Weizhe's face suddenly became ugly, but Qin Zhan's next sentence knocked him out immediately:

"Your stepmother."

Qin Zehuan's eyes lit up, his drowsiness disappeared, and he asked enthusiastically, "Is that Xia Weizhe who sang?"

Qin Zehuan also walked to the camera and stared at Xia Weizhe.

Xia Weizhe's voice was a little stiff: "Ah Zhan, when did you have such a big child?"

It seems that this child is at least seventeen or eighteen years old. Qin Zhan should have been a junior high school student seventeen or eighteen years ago.

Qin Zhan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What are you thinking? It's not your own!"

He turned to Qin Zehuan and asked, "Would you like to meet your future mother? You can let him come over and help your eldest brother cook. He's pretty good at cooking."

Qin Zehuan's focus is completely different from Qin Zhan's: "Eh? Is Uncle Qin coming too?"

Qin Zhan nodded, and said to Xia Weizhe: "Room 3, Building 602, Jingshu Apartment, just come here directly, and the big brother will buy things." Then he turned off the communication cleanly.

Until Qin Zhan's face disappeared from his eyes, Xia Weizhe was still a little unresponsive.

Qin Zhan has a seventeen-year-old son, although he is not his own; tonight he will meet the legendary brother Qin; when Qin Zhan introduced himself to his son, he said that he was his future mother, so this is an admission of his identity.

Xia Weizhe was confused by so many news and didn't know what expression to put on.

Looking at the time, it was still far away from dinner time, he thought: Although Qin Zhan told him not to bring anything, but seeing his uncle and son for the first time, he must not be empty-handed.

So Qin Zehuan and Qin Zhan, one big and one small, nestled on the sofa, playing game consoles and watching TV while Qin Xun was busy thinking about what to make for dinner, while Xia Weizhe was rummaging through boxes and chests at home to pick out gifts from his collection.

Very beautiful and harmonious!

The author has something to say: In fact, there are two pairs of sub-cps...but it doesn't count because I don't plan to write in detail...I want to finish this article before the school starts, after all, I don't know what will happen after the school starts QAQ

And I'm all bullshit about the screenwriter and director...