villain king

Chapter 422

There is a term in comedy called expectation breaking, which is to use the previous scene paragraphs to guide the audience's thoughts, form an expectation, and then break this expectation to create jokes.

Many classic jokes in Mentally Retarded Bar use this routine.

The eighty-year-old lady rushed onto the bus and took a seat, and the driver silently pressed the ejection device.

Simple and straightforward.

Jiang Wen is well versed in this way. For example, he used this routine many times in the movie Hidden Man.

This is his style, and Ji Yun can only follow his style when designing absurd plots.

The hint left behind is to steal the wind but not the snow, leading the audience to think that Li Tianran, played by Ji Yun, is timid.

However, in the next scene, Ji Yun is sweeping the snow with a huge broom.

As long as the snow is swept away, no footprints will be left.

The camera is divided into far and near, with Ji Yun cleaning the snow in the near, and Neichiro showing off his "profound" Chinese cultural heritage.

A shot clearly divides the scene.

The focal length changed, and the main perspective became Neichiro's lens.

He is showing off his knowledge.

"Confucius said that only women and villains are difficult to raise. If they are close, they will not be inferior, and if they are far away, they will complain."

Put down the book, "Who is the woman? Who is the villain? Confucius said his concubine, and the villain is his servant. He is difficult to raise, that is his problem. I think it is not difficult to raise at all, because I even have a wife. nothing."

"Hahahaha." The students in the audience roared with laughter.

"Zhuangzi said: A sage never dies, but thieves never stop. Who is a sage? A sage is a teacher, and I am a sage."

He nodded his chin and pointed to Ji Yun who was sweeping snow at the door, "What is a big thief? A big thief is a thief, and he is that thief."

The camera turned around abruptly, and Ji Yun's sweeping movements paused.

In the picture, Ji Yun turned around with difficulty, leaving a back view.

As he turns around, the camera changes from a left-right structure to an up-and-down structure.

Standing in the middle of the huge wooden door, Ji Yun raised his head slightly, and countless pairs of eyes stared straight at him.

The toes began to tap the ground unconsciously, explaining the uneasiness in his heart.

Before he could escape, Neichiro spoke first.

"Hehe." He smiled, "Let me give you an example, not to say that he is a thief."

It was still the same back view, after the other party said this, Jiang Wen could clearly see the other party's shoulders relax, and he even escaped the tense atmosphere with the whole person.

Although there was not a single line, everyone seemed to feel his long sigh of relief.

"Students are called disciples, and saints are gatekeepers. If saints are not dead, thieves cannot enter the house to steal things."

Turn around and continue to sweep the snow.

The weather in Yunnan is not hot, but there are already bursts of white mist above Ji Yun's head.

"Ka! Perfect! Handsome! Awesome!"

Jiang Wen uttered three praises in a row, but there was still a little aftertaste on his face.

In the next scene, Ji Yun disappeared in front of the door, and when Neichiro was telling the fallacies of saints and thieves, Ji Yun quietly took his seal and long knife.

It can be regarded as a perfect end to this absurd paragraph.

"That's a good idea, are there any other paragraphs coming?"

Ji Yun ate a popsicle, looked at the script, "No more."

Jiang Wen was a little unwilling to give up, and said with some insatiable intentions: "Your design is quite good."

According to his psychological feelings, the script Ji Yun wrote before is completely different from this story.

The previous story was that he had an initial creation in his heart, and Ji Yun was able to restore it perfectly, so that he couldn't pick a single thorn.

This is of course nonsense, Ji Yun's previous notebooks were all copied from his own ideas, and he just brought them out in advance.

And this paragraph was something he didn't think of, and Ji Yun could perfectly fit his style after writing it.

It's not an easy job, and the problem is that his films are auteur films.

As the editor-in-chief, I control the context of each story.

Therefore, everyone in the huge screenwriter team can make suggestions, but not opinions.

I can only knead my own ideas into powder, and embed them in my works like sprinkling gold.

"Your idea of ​​sweeping snow is a bit deep."

Ji Yun opened his mouth, and looked at Jiang Wen with some doubts, "My sister has a deep meaning, I just wrote it casually to highlight the character of the character."

He didn't have that leisurely mind. If it wasn't for the fact that he invested in this film, he wouldn't even have thought about it.

All of these directors have a background in reading comprehension, especially Jiang Wen, who is dazzled every day trying to embed some metaphors and make some irony. He wants to put some ideas into every paragraph he writes.

His episode is really not that good, Dingtian is a bright spot, and it is still a long way from becoming a classic.

But Jiang Wen looked at Ji Yun who was stealing in the monitor accompanied by the bgm of "the saint is not dead and the thief is more than one", and he couldn't help but say happy new year.

Ji Yun said that he had no extra thoughts, but Jiang Wen only felt that he was too modest.

After all, I am a bosom friend of someone in Jiang, how can I have no idea.

Putting his arms around his neck, "It's okay, nephew, since we have written it, we are not afraid of people's over-interpretation. There are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand people, and they are right in whatever they think."

"Alright alright."

Ji Yun nodded helplessly. It is a literati who are rich in meaning. He is a rough person, a very rough kind, and he really has no literary talents.

What is written is not enough for people to ponder.

"Then write another paragraph."

Jiang Wen was persuasive and persuasive, and finally revealed his longing again.

Ji Yun rolled his eyes, "I can't write it, how long is your movie?"

"Can the length of the movie be cut when editing? Let's shoot more, and we can have more choices when editing."

"No large paragraphs, but you can polish the sentences a little bit."

"Alright!" Jiang Wen felt a little regretful.

But he knew that Ji Yun had his own considerations, he was from the director's perspective, and Ji Yun was from the perspective of making money.

Adding such a paragraph only makes Li Tianran's character a little more vivid.

From this point of view, Ji Yun is still a bit tacky.

It's not good to be young and full of copper stink.

Jiang Wen shook his head silently, I have to give him a straight line.

"How are you and Wan Qian?"

Ji Yun's eyes widened, such a big director, how can he do such things as picking up other people's walls.

Feeling that what he said might be somewhat ambiguous, Jiang Wen coughed twice, "I mean, didn't you plan to shoot a film about counterfeit banknotes a while ago?"

"Yeah, do you want to act?"

Ji Yun just passed on the words, but Jiang Wen nodded before he realized it.

"I can participate, but my salary is high."

"How high? As high as three or four floors?"

(End of this chapter)