51. Oh, you don't mind, do you?(1/2)
After complaining, the voices of the two suddenly stopped abruptly, as if they were pressed for a pause button.
This kind of sudden silence is actually not uncommon, just like in a noisy classroom, everyone always chooses silence at a certain moment.
Li Ziqian was silent not because Mo Nanbei was not speaking, he was just thinking simply.
Think about the direction of the script that the two of them just discussed.
"So, if you follow the ideas of those people, can you write this script?" he asked Mo Nanbei.
He is actually a little inspired about this script now, but these inspirations are too messy and have not been traced into a clear line.
If you want to start writing this script, what you need to do now is to straighten out the plot.
So...if Mo Nanbei can provide some ideas, or she can write them all by herself, he can do nothing to think about these complicated things and be a slut.
"It's not impossible."
Mo Nanbei pondered for a moment and replied to Li Ziqian.
"Oh yell? Do you still need my help?"
After hearing Mo Nanbei's affirmative answer, Li Ziqian was very excited.
What does it mean to be a capable person? Mina San.
Since Mo Nanbei can handle it, then he will...
Before I could think about what videos I should watch to celebrate, I heard Mo Nanbei continue to speak,
"It's just that there's some inspiration, but the inspiration has not been sorted out yet, and it's a bit complicated. It would be great if I could sort out a clear main line."
...
Sure enough, he shouldn't have any expectations for Mo Nanbei.
"so…"
"So you can think about it for me too."
“…”
He won't continue to ask why.
‘If you have difficulties, you will be together’ ‘Because you are the assistant!’ ‘Sink into the bottom of the sea with me’…
Picking up the phone and flipping through the matters recorded in the memo. After thinking for a while, Li Ziqian said to Mo Nanbei,
"Have you seen all the materials they want to do their job?"
"I've basically seen it all."
"That's fine... Oh, by the way, there's an idea they told me just in the morning."
"specific…?"
Mo Nanbei's voice sounded a little broken.
Just two words, she spoke a voice-over from her - why are there so many?? Is there any ending??
"I'll send you the bv number."
“Ok.”
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After watching this video, Li Ziqian thought it was quite cute. She felt that it was supernatural and there was nothing wrong with it.
It's...he thinks... the person who came up with this idea really has something in his head.
It is obvious that Mo Nanbei’s thoughts are the same as him.
“…”
After watching this video, she chose to remain silent.
"Why do these people always have so many sexy things in their heads...?"
How did this video get made? What gave them the courage to go on stage to imitate?
She felt a little puzzled.
No, it's very puzzled.
She was curious about what these people were thinking in their minds.
She always feels that the behavior patterns of her classmates in her class are very extreme.
Or, the whole class was silent, everyone was banned from speaking, unable to say a word, and had no idea. Aba didn't even Aba, and he played the role of the corpse directly;
Or, it's like a pheasant released from a cage, with his mind flapping his wings and flying and freedom.
Not only did I have my thoughts, but my behavior became more and more unscrupulous. The rapidity of the "run" seemed to be to inform the whole world:
Who else can stop me, who else-
"It's really... deadly."
Mo Nanbei sighed, rubbed his temples, and said a little helplessly.
I feel that what their script lacks the most is the so-called "Jiuji effect". It will definitely be very happy to take these things on stage to perform.
if only……
The script is strong enough, just be able to guarantee the bottom line.
...
It's no coincidence that she writes the script, she is the one who is responsible for logic.
Now, after understanding such a logical relationship, she began to feel a little unhappy.
But... since I am not happy, it shouldn't be an exaggeration to help you share your worries as an assistant, right?
"So, do you mind doing something?" she asked Li Ziqian.
"No, I mind."
"Oh, don't mind, right? I understand, I'm worthy of being my good assistant~"
Li Ziqian:?????
"So, my dear assistant Sang, what do you think the background setting of this script is better?"
...
So, his opinion is not very important, right?
I asked him if he was asking him if he was introverted, but he just followed a symbolic process and did his own things, right?
"well…"
Li Ziqian sighed with his fate, thought about the memes that everyone wanted to play and various performances, and he replied,
"Is the national style after the magical transformation..."
“Details.”
"The two blossoms a little, so that even if the soundtrack is a little more modern, it won't feel abrupt."
"I understand, I understand." After hearing Li Ziqian's explanation, Mo Nanbei clapped his hands, nodded and continued,
"The modern revised Hanfu is actually more in line with my aesthetic taste.
And girls also heard that they could buy performance costumes and wear them themselves, and they all started Taobao... This magical desire for cosplay... Alas..."
"And how do you think about the scene? After all, it is a stage play, so you need to pull the screen and switch the scene, right?
How to present the desired picture on the stage or something...
Do you have any ideas about these? What are you good at? Do we need to ask for help?"
"Um…"
Mo Nanbei groped his chin, thought for a while, and then turned his gaze back to Li Ziqian.
"What do you think you can do?"
Um???
Why did the blame he just threw back to himself?
He was a little difficult to understand.
But... considering that if he didn't make a choice now, he would have to passively accept this matter later, Li Ziqian still seriously considered Mo Nanbei's issue.
“I chose the script.”
Very helpless.
It has been updated, but I still have to code.
But, this is really no choice among choices.
Props production, costume design, scene planning... these things sound scary and may not be easier to mess with than scripts.
To be continued...