if relics could talk

This world is really a circle, Tao Le really did not expect that after going around such a big circle, he returned to the original starting point.

The screenwriter of Xu Xinxin's drama is still very young, less than 40 years old, and he has a deep research on traditional culture. He usually likes traditional culture very much. His wife's occupation is also very special. She is a cultural relic restorer.

"Xiao Ba, let me introduce you." Xu Xinxin didn't know whether she was so enthusiastic about this matter, or she was entrusted by Yi Xuzhi, so she paid special attention to it. "This is Mr. Yu Xinwenyu, the screenwriter of our play , he is also talking to the team now, you can communicate more."

"Xiao Ba? Tao Le?" Yu Xinwen didn't wait for Xu Xinxin to introduce Tao Le to him, and directly named her, "I have always wanted to meet you, but I have never found a suitable opportunity. I saw you on set."

Yu Xinwen stretched out his hand to Tao Le, and introduced himself: "Hi, I'm Yu Xinwen, the screenwriter of this play, and also Zhu Jiaxin's husband. I've heard about you for a long time, and I finally met you."

At first, Tao Le was a little surprised by his reaction, but after he finished introducing his relationship with Zhu Jiaxin, Tao Le suddenly understood.

"Ah! You are sister Jiaxin's husband!" Tao Le stretched out his hands to shake hands with Yu Xinwen, "I was still studying when you got married, and I couldn't come back to attend your wedding. Sister Jiaxin never said that you are a screenwriter for writing work! If I had known earlier, I would have visited you long ago."

"It's not too late to get to know each other now," Yu Xinwen smiled gently. He looked at Tao Le somewhat as if his brother-in-law looked at his sister-in-law. Achievements have been made.”

"Sister Jiaxin has a filter for me. What kind of achievement is my little thing? You haven't read it on the website yet? Many people scold me."

"Of course I've seen it. Your videos are very interesting. Jia Xin said that the props in the video are all replicas of cultural relics carefully crafted by her predecessors. Although the length of the first video is limited, they are all hard goods. So I watched it with a learning mindset.”

One sentence made Tao Le feel a little embarrassed.

"Then I'm really wielding a big sword in front of Guan Gong," she said a little shyly, "You are all professionals, my video actually doesn't have any content, it's just re-engraving cultural relics to add points."

"Don't be too modest, we all have judgment. As for what the netizens say, don't pay too much attention to it. My script is already very sophisticated, but it will still be corrected in various ways. Please calm down and be more calm. If you are picking a bone in an egg, you don't have to worry about it. I care, if there is a problem, they are willing to bring it up, and they are also helping us to fix it, so that it can be avoided next time."

"Yeah, that's what I'm thinking right now."

Xu Xinxin on the side was smiling, eating melons in the front row, almost got melon seeds and peanuts.

"Don't listen, you continue," Xu Xinxin found it very interesting, "I'm observing life, you two are too funny, so polite, is it the self-effacing of a literati?"

After she asked, she felt that something was wrong: "Don't you all say that literati look down on each other? Don't you think the script written by the other party is rubbish?"

Tao Le asked back: "What about you actors? Do you also think that other people's acting skills are rubbish?"

"Only chickens peck at each other. I'm not that elegant, you just need to understand the meaning," Xu Xinxin shrugged, "But as long as it's good enough, it's really good, and everyone can see it."

Tao Le said with a smile: "All industries are the same. People can be criticized because they are not good enough. They are really good enough. Even malicious criticism is untenable. The eyes of the masses are discerning."

"At first, I was thinking of warming up the scene for you to avoid embarrassment for you. Since we know each other from the beginning, you can talk about it yourself." Xu Xinxin stood up and shook her skirt, "I'm going to practice embroidery."

"Thank you, Xinxin."

"You're welcome, Xiao Ba," Xu Xinxin winked at her, "If you have time in the evening, let's have dinner together. In fact, I still have some private matters to talk to you about."

All the personal matters she could talk to Tao Le were related to Yi Xuzhi.

"Okay," Tao Le agreed, "I'll wait for your news."

"Ms. Yu, the script of my recent stage play has encountered a bottleneck. No matter how I write it, it is wrong." After she and Yu Xinwen were left here, Tao Le went straight to the point, "I have thought about it a lot too. The methods, but they are all unsatisfactory. It probably has something to do with my creative experience. I haven’t found the best entry point. Although I have revised a lot of drafts, I have also received professional guidance from experts and teachers. There is no problem, but this is a script after all, isn’t it? Thesis, the problem is only discovered when the actors are rehearsing, it's acting weird."

"Would you mind letting me see?"

Tao Le originally brought his computer with him, so he immediately said, "Of course, should I send the last version, or should I send you all the previous versions?"

"Send it to me if it's convenient. I also want to see what problems you avoided when you adjusted."

"it is good."

Tao Le is not a person who does not pay attention to protecting his creations, but first of all, these are already waste manuscripts, and secondly, Yu Xinwen already has so much creative experience and successful works, and he is also Zhu Jiaxin's husband, so Tao Le doesn't need to worry at all. He would plagiarize his own ideas.

"Let me send you an email."

"it is good."

So Yu Xinwen told her the email account number, and after Tao Le sent it, he quickly checked it on his phone, and he probably had an idea.

"What good idea do you have right now?"

"It's just been wandering around in the solidified thinking, and I didn't think of something better," Tao Le was a little distressed, "Later, I gave up on myself and decided to travel abroad."

"It seems that the trip has paid off."

"There are indeed some gains," Tao Le said, resting his chin, "I think from the perspective of the audience, we can better discover the advantages and disadvantages of the stage play, but our theme this time is quite special. In addition to the characters, there are also cultural relics. "

"It's all the same," Yu Xinwen reminded her, "Don't forget, the most prominent feature of the cultural relics in your writing is that they 'speak', that is to say, they are actually your 'characters'."

"That is to say, I also need to consider their character, history, and direction."

"Of course, those unit stories of yours are the presentation of stories in stage plays. The characters in them are just to match the stories told by the cultural relics. In fact, they may not be true or even in line with history. You can also produce multiple versions. .”

Tao Le didn't realize it for a moment: "What...doesn't necessarily conform to history? Multiple versions?"

"For example, for example, I saw the "Mrs. Guo Guo's Tour in Spring" that appeared in your video before. At the moment, I must think it is a scene of a prosperous age, but the picture that is preserved now is a copy of later generations. You said that people in the Song Dynasty looked at it. Can the picture be the same as the scene depicted in the picture?"