Screenwriting student breaks into acting department

Chapter 22 Tang Ran Calls
Ye Ziye sat under a fan, eating beef noodles while the fan was blowing, and then a piece of stinky tofu.

As the noodle maker said, stinky tofu is really authentic and delicious.

The old man took a tea tray and sat across from Ye Ziye.

"Young man, you work near here."

Ye Ziye wiped his mouth, "No, I was brought over by one of my sisters to see the company. Sir, your beef noodles are really delicious, and so is the stinky tofu. Why don't you expand the store?"

"Young man, people, you can't accept your old age, but opening such a small shop allows people who work in the early days to eat such hot beef noodles, and seeing the satisfied expressions on their faces is enough.

The store is getting bigger, this beef noodle doesn't taste like this anymore, judging by your age, you should be in college, come to Beijing to play? "

"I'm a student of the Beijing Film Academy. I didn't go home during the National Day holiday. This is the first time I've come to Beijing since I was a child. I want to take a good look at the ancient buildings in the capital."

Ye Ziye ate the noodles while chatting with the old man, and finished eating the noodles and stinky tofu before he knew it.

Ye Ziye wiped her mouth, "How much is it, sir."

"18 yuan, 15 yuan for a bowl of beef noodles, [-] yuan for a string of stinky tofu."

Ye Ziye scans the QR code to pay.

"Master, I will come to your place to eat when I have time, I'm leaving."

"Walk slowly."

Ye Ziye walked out of the beef noodle shop and looked at the sun. Today's temperature is very suitable for hiking, because it is not hot today.

I called Pan Yanfei and asked Wang Junze and Wu Ye if they had time to go climbing together.

But those two people both had jobs and had no time, so helpless, Ye Ziye returned home, carried a backpack with water, bread and chocolate in it, and then took a taxi to prepare to climb Fragrant Hills.

After arriving at Fragrant Mountain, Ye Ziye went up. Fragrant Mountain was worthy of its name and was very beautiful. I heard that the scenery of the four seasons is different. As for how it is different, Ye Ziye doesn't know, but I believe I will know in the future.

At the top of the mountain, looking at the surrounding scenery, Ye Ziye touched the jade pendant and found a place to sit down. At this time, Ye Ziye felt extraordinarily calm in his heart.

Ye Ziye, who was admiring the scenery, suddenly heard someone shouting.

"Whoever has sugar or chocolate on their body, this child has low blood sugar."

He got up and walked over, and took out a few pieces of chocolate from his backpack.

"I have chocolate here."

The middle-aged man took the chocolate, tore off the wrapping paper of the chocolate, and then fed it to the child in his arms.

In the narration, there is a woman who is looking at the child in the middle-aged man's arms with a worried face. She should be the child's mother.

After a while, the child was much better, and after being able to stand up, the middle-aged man also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you doctor, and thank you, little brother."

Seeing that her child was fine, the woman hurriedly thanked her.

The doctor said: "You should take the child to the hospital to have a look. Is this the first time?"

The woman nodded, and then took the child down the mountain. It seemed that she was going to the hospital today.

Seeing that Ye Ziye was fine, she walked back to the place where she was sitting before.

After sitting for a while, the music in the earphones became the ringtone of my mobile phone.

Seeing this phone number, Ye Ziye didn't recognize it, so she hung up, but when she called again, Ye Ziye still hung up.

Beijing Lihua Community.

Tang Ran sat on the sofa and looked at his phone.

"Ye Ziye, you dare to hang up on my phone."

Tang Ran turned to look at his father who was already laughing so hard.

"Dad, I'm out of recruits. I don't reply to my WeChat messages or answer my phone calls. If you want to see him, you'd better wait until school starts."

Tang Ze smiled and said, "It's okay, I just suddenly wanted to see how this young man who is very experienced in screenwriting wrote the script of Them Under the Moonlight."

Tang Ran said in surprise: "He wrote the script for them under the moonlit night."

"Don't you know, you don't care about your own students at all. It seems that you are still not very qualified as a teacher."

Tang Ran curled her lips, whoever watches a TV show has nothing to do with who is the screenwriter, the beginning and end of the credits are usually skipped, unless you want to listen to the song at the beginning and end of the credits, or you are watching it on TV.

Tang Ran rubbed her chin. She didn't expect her student to be their screenwriter under the moonlight, so could she know the ending in advance?

Picking up the phone, I was about to send Ye Ziye a wechat message, but I remembered that I didn't reply to any of the messages I sent him before, and I guess I might not be able to reply if I send it again.

Tang Ran gave up the idea of ​​knowing the follow-up plot, and thought it would be better to watch TV dramas bit by bit, but after he returned to school, he had to chat with Ye Ziye.

All the scripts I wrote were made into TV dramas and they were all so popular, so I didn't tell her dear head teacher, it was so embarrassing.

Tang Ze looked at them on TV under the moonlight, and he was also very curious about how this script was written. The writing was a bit too real, as if it really happened.

The point is, in reality, nothing like this happens at all.

On the other side, Ye Ziye took out his mobile phone to take a photo after coming down from Fragrant Hills, and saw more than forty messages on WeChat, Ye Ziye was a little dazed, clicked on it, and it turned out that it was sent by Tang Ran.

Ye Ziye called back with a WeChat phone.

After answering the call, I heard Tang Ran yelling over there: "Ye Ziye, I called you five or six times, but you hung up on me."

"You made that call. I thought it was an unknown call, so I hung up."

"Didn't you save my phone number on the first day of school?"

"My respected Tang Ban, please take a look for yourself. The number you called me is not the phone number you left at the class meeting at all, okay?"

At Tang Ran's house, because Tang Ran turned on the speakerphone, Tang Ze heard it clearly.

Looking at his daughter, Tang Ze tried hard not to laugh, but it was too funny.

Tang Ran looked at his father, "Dad, if you want to laugh, you can laugh, don't hold back your body."

Tang Ze looked at Tang Ran and burst out laughing.

Ye Ziye on the other side of the phone was a little puzzled.

"Tang Ban, I'm in Xiangshan now, if you're okay, I'll die."

"It's okay, my dad wants to talk to you about the script you wrote about them under the moonlight. Ziye, you hide it very well."

"Oh, then I'll come to visit tomorrow, is Tang Ban welcome?"

"Come if you want, don't use me as a cover, I'll send you the address."

Ye Ziye returned home directly from Xiangshan.

This morning, Ye Ziyue called for hot pot. Ye Ziye bought the base and ingredients for the hot pot at the supermarket. Among them was shrimp slippery. This is what Pan Yanfei wanted to eat, but Ye Ziye didn't really like it. stuff.

Put the pot on the dining table, prepare the dishes, and put the ingredients in the refrigerator.

Sit on the sofa, turn on the TV, search for them under the moonlight, and start watching from the first episode.

At 06:30 in the evening, Ye Ziye and Pan Yanfei came back and saw Ye Ziye sitting on the sofa and fell asleep. Ye Ziyue gestured to Pan Yanfei to tidy up silently, and then picked up a blanket to cover Ye Ziye.

The TV is still showing them under the moonlight.

Pan Yanfei turned off the TV.

As soon as the TV was turned off, Ye Ziye opened his eyes.

Pan Yanfei woke up at night when she saw Ye Zi.

"It seems that I turned off the TV and affected your sleep."

Ye Ziye rubbed his eyes, feeling dazed.

Looking at the time, he actually slept for four hours.

"It's just that you are back, let's eat."

Open the pot, put the base material, and put the ingredients after the pot is opened.

Hot pot, the simplest food.

Seeing that the hot pot soup in the pot was already boiling, Ye Ziye put the food in it.

"Sister, Sister Fei, tomorrow I'm going to visit the father of our class teacher, he is the dean of our school's playwrights."

Pan Yanfei spoke.

"Then you should buy something, don't be ignorant."

"Don't worry, Sister Fei, I know it well, but I don't know what our homeroom teacher's father likes. I'm thinking that if it doesn't work, I'll buy some fruit or wine tomorrow."

Ye Ziyue smiled and said, "Why did the dean who wrote the drama want to find you?"

Ye Ziye pointed to the TV.

"Because of them under the moonlit night, Dean Tang saw my name."

"That may be a duplicate name."

Ye Ziye shook his head, "Maybe there will be people with the same name, but not all people named Ye Ziye can write scripts."

(End of this chapter)