fake wish shop

"It's really rare. I heard that you are a top student. Why do you have time to go outside to accept dramas?" The group leader and Gu Qiu said, "Aren't all the top students in your college tired like dogs?"

"Because of some special circumstances..." Gu Qiu murmured.

"That's it." Fortunately, the group leader didn't ask too much, but took him to the coffee shop under the library, where the two of them sat face to face with a cup of coffee, ready to exchange experiences.

It is not unreasonable for Gu Qiu to suddenly find the head of the drama club, because he suddenly discovered that drama seems to be the one thing that best meets his needs so far.

Let's talk about props first.

The drama club adheres to the style of being diligent and thrifty in housekeeping. It almost repairs and does whatever it can, just wooden boards, plastic sheets...it doesn't matter at all.When I got on the stage and turned on the lights, I could fool it from a distance, and it looked pretty good.

Secondly, the actors of the drama club... are basically picked up from various places. So far, their drama club has recruited new recruits by tricking juniors, deceiving seniors, stealing individuals from other clubs and other methods if it is really impossible. This is very important. Appetite for Gu Qiu.

Because his own acting skills are not very good, all relying on a poker face to support the scene.

The head of the group is a smoker. After listening to what Gu Qiu said, "that group has no money", "no actors", and "inexperienced" no three times, he lit a cigarette and took a puff, then slowly exhaled. Smoking.

Gu Qiu didn't interrupt him. For some reason, the head of the regiment at this moment had a sense of melancholy and connotation in his eyes. After a long time, the head of the regiment said slowly, "Speaking of not having money , No actors, no experience, how to arrange a drama experience... I can fill an assignment book for you."

"...Team leader!" Gu Qiu, who was opposite him, suddenly burst into tears for some reason.

I don't know why the sudden tears came to my eyes.

"But I can only guarantee the normal operation of a drama club. If you want to talk about how to perform a good drama, I'm afraid you have to find the retired old director of the screenwriting department and the old director of the props department." The director said melancholy .

……

So half an hour later, the people around the table turned into four men, each with a cup of coffee, and ordered pizza, chicken wings and sundaes.

Anyway, Gu Qiu paid for it.

"The experience of the two of us... Anyway, our agency has produced a few good dramas, so we brothers have summed up some experience. These are our secrets, and we don't pass them on easily, because of the chicken wings. For the sake of it, let's talk about it casually." The old director of the screenwriter said while eating with oil on his face.

"During the time when our drama club was the poorest... It's not that we didn't get sprayed by others, but we were once sprayed on the school post bar."

Gu Qiu was slightly taken aback, as if he hadn't grasped the point, "Isn't our community the poorest now?"

"Not counting, back then..." Two greasy seniors in the senior year began to reminisce about the past for some reason, Gu Qiu was moved by them, and at the same time, he quietly stuffed a piece of pizza into his mouth.

"Because the props are so rotten, the props department has always been called the junk department." The props minister said, "At that time, we used to pick up props that were eliminated by other clubs..."

Gu Qiu, "...?"

"And that's when we got ripped off on the Post Bar."

Gu Qiu, "...??"

"But then we were never torn up on the forum again, do you know why?" The director of the screenwriting department suddenly said mysteriously.

Gu Qiu shook his head blankly.

"That's because... we have grasped the true meaning of the story."

……

When Gu Qiu went back today, his expression was still a little weird. He always felt that he knew something about the inside story of the industry, and suddenly he felt a kind of uneasiness in his conscience.

"When I was a screenwriter for the first time, I was often full of loopholes." The head of screenwriting said, "I often forgot what I wrote before, so the audience in the audience always booed. When I wrote After reading four stories, I suddenly realized that this can no longer be done, and such a script has no soul."

"So I wrote a fifth story."

"Your fifth story...was the story written very well?" Gu Qiu asked suspiciously.

"No, my fifth story is still a bunch of bugs. The number of bugs is the most among the stories I have written. In good conscience, I can't read it anymore." The head of the screenwriting department said.

"I don't understand what you mean, shouldn't there be fewer and fewer bugs? Why are there more and more..." Gu Qiu was a little at a loss.

"Because my script... told a very bloody story." The director of the screenwriting department said earnestly, "It brings together my years of bloody experience. It is the most bloody story I have ever seen in my life. At the moment of the climax, all the audience in the audience were stunned by me, and the applause at the end was the beginning of the peak of my life."

"...Wait a minute." Gu Qiu suddenly died, "What... did you do?"

"Shock them stupid." The head of the screenwriting department said confidently, "When they realize that your show has a lot of messy bugs, suddenly shock them stupid, so that they won't hold on to your bugs." , Is there anything unclear about what I said?"

Gu Qiu, "...No, there is indeed nothing wrong with what you said! The only thing wrong with you is your thick skin that breaks through the sky!"

The head of the screenwriting department went on to say, "Although you feel a little strange listening to me, let me tell you, it is not easy to come up with a story that can successfully shock everyone... and the lack of props and actors are not good. For a theater troupe, a dramatic script is the most useful thing to cover up all of this. Do you understand what the audience wants to see? What they want to see are those dramatic stories. As long as you satisfy them, other They will ignore them like blind men."

"No, you may not understand, the drama I'm acting in... It's actually quite large." Gu Qiu said with difficulty, "It also has a large audience, definitely not the scale of a Mandarin drama troupe."

"No matter how big it is, isn't it just a drama club? It's still a poor club." The director of screenwriting said with a look of disdain, "You listen to me, it will definitely be useful."

"Audiences are weird people, you just have to get a hold of them. They're watching a new play, but they're looking forward to something."

"Huh?" Gu Qiu was at a loss.

"As long as you give them what they expect, they will like you and give you applause. Besides, if they want to watch their daily life, why should they go to a drama?"

"So what they want to see is the drama in that kind of drama, what Cinderella, the sparrow becomes a phoenix, these are dramatic things, you have to make something 'reality' of their dreams, so that they will Chasing you."

At first Gu Qiu felt that he was talking nonsense, but then somehow he felt that there was some truth to it.

Later, when Gu Qiu sent them away, he was still immersed in the shock that his three views had been rewritten, so he was always in a daze. When they parted, the two greasy seniors kept talking Waving his hands, he said to them, "Remember! Be dramatic, be silly! Be silly!"

The deafening words "shocking stupid" could be heard from the senior on the whole road, and the surrounding people were watching them, wondering what kind of strange consensus had been reached between these two psychopaths.

... Gu Qiu was confused for a while, thinking that he was brainwashed by others?But when he returned to the dormitory and thought about what the two ministers said to him just now, his hand gradually extended to his pen.

Wait, what are my hands doing?Why is it out of my control?Gu Qiu was terrified.

At the same time, his hand reached out to his notebook.

Wait, what is my hand doing?

Gu Qiu scribbled in his notebook all night, not knowing what he was writing, until the next morning, when he went to bed with a kidney deficiency.

Many people are looking for Gu Qiu, this is not only clear to Gu Qiu himself, but also to other people in the castle.

This morning even Master Shao was asking Gu Qiu, "Manager, have we encountered trouble recently?"

Gu Qiu was stunned for a while, then said, "No, why do you ask that?"

"Because Mrs. Ghost said so." Shao Dashen said, "She did a divination this morning."

Gu Qiu went over to look at Mrs. Ghost, and found a stack of Tarot cards and a crystal ball in front of her. Mrs. Ghost closed her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Ghost has such a skill... Gu Qiu was a little surprised. He only knew that Mrs. Ghost was powerful, but he didn't expect that Mrs. Ghost's other abilities were also quite powerful.

"I'm afraid there will be some troubles in the next few days." Mrs. Ghost frowned slightly, but said again, "However... the final situation is not very serious."

Gu Qiu didn't care much about this, but he was relieved to hear that it wasn't serious. He turned around and went back to his room, and went to find his notebook.

First, they think that this demon is a very rich man who has a lot of treasures.

Gu Qiu recalled the mantra he just got from the minister.

Uh……

How to make drama with money?

While he was thinking about it, a chick slipped under his feet.

Gu Qiu silently cast his eyes on the chicken. After thinking for a few seconds, he suddenly remembered something.

That's right, last time I went to Ah Zhou's house, I heard a lot about their bones.

Speaking of ways to show off wealth... nothing else, doesn't he have a lot of bones?

On the other side, the greasy senior was playing games, and the screenwriter suddenly turned his head, "Did I ever say that I want the script to be dramatic? An invincible magic weapon is a love drama, such as The script that we won that time was actually a four-cornered love drama?"

"You said it."

"Have you said that?" The screenwriting senior thought for two seconds.

Forget it, who cares, what you like, keep playing games.