Writing and cutting

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When it was Chang Ting's turn to answer, the other party did not hesitate, turned on the microphone and spoke directly, or had already thought about it a long time ago, and only had to say this sentence.

Xu Shi leaned towards the former, and she heard the other party's words as firm as she wanted: "Follow your heart, if you realize it, then you can love with confidence, and it is taboo to procrastinate in doing things, and so is love."

After the ft was over, everyone gathered in the group again. Xu Shi was busy with things in his heart, and his eyes couldn't keep up with their hands. After roughly scrolling down the message record, he saw Changting and said: "Play slowly, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving." .

Xu Tan followed closely at the bottom: ah? Are you so cold? I just wanted to praise you

The subsequent chat was separated from this one for a while, probably waiting for Changting to cheat the corpse, and then chatting again after confirming that there is no.

Xu Shi lost interest after diving into the screen for a few minutes, and said: I should also withdraw, I still have to type.

Then close the chat box, hesitate, and close the QQ directly.At the moment of hesitation, he was wondering if Zhou Tingyun would look for her tonight, and then he thought about it again, how come, the other party is so busy.

There was no one in the dormitory at night, so Xu Shi got up to confirm that the door was locked, and then opened the file directly on the computer with his arms in his arms.

Halfway through the ft, a story composed of several pictures had already entered her mind faintly, all she had to do now was to organize the pictures into words, and then expand and perfect them.

Early the next morning, she called the head of the school's radio station. When the other party answered the phone in a bad tone, she must have been woken up.

Xu Shi ignored his tone. In fact, she was trembling with excitement, "Minister, I have an idea to discuss with you!"

"Speak straight."

"It's a program about school celebrations. I think we can write a script for a radio drama, and the main character will be matched by alumni."

"theme?"

"Inheriting the spirit of Bo Dajing, the period of the Republic of China when the school was just established is the most suitable."

"where's cv?"

"There is a female CV in the online distribution circle called Shili Changting, I wonder if you have heard of it?"

When Gu Sheng's name lit up on the screen of the phone, Xu Shi was holding a cup of instant coffee and staring at the computer screen, wondering where to add supplements.

But before I could figure it out, I didn't even have a clue in my mind when the bell rang.

Gu Sheng: "Hey, Xu Shi, come out and làng."

Xu Shi was on the phone, still holding the cup in the other hand, he had to look away from the computer, and his thoughts were temporarily interrupted, or he suddenly remembered something, and he didn't even have the hand to type.

"Where are you going?" Xu Shi leaned back on the chair, "I just want to lie down."

"Tsk, you're only a grown man, just lie down and die, forget it if you're too lazy."

"Then, there is no place to go out to play, so why not stay in the dormitory and write the outline."

"Hey, what outline did you write? You started a new one again?!"

"The brain hole I opened last night is still adding settings. By the way, I will see if I can squeeze out the outline." Mentioning the new article, Xu Shi suddenly became excited: "It is about the history of the founding of Bo University, starting from the May [-]th Movement. , when the Anti-Japanese War broke out and the establishment of the Southwest Associated University, then when the civil war broke out and relocated to Yanshi, and finally when the country was established, Yanshi was peacefully liberated, and the University was not involved in politics but only studied."

"Sounds good." Gu Sheng's voice was drawn out: "But if you fill in the hole, you can start a new one. I won't talk about the old article, but Huang Liang, you can fill it in!"

Xu Shi laughed awkwardly: "Fill it in, fill it in if you have time. So what's the deal with this?"

Gu Sheng thought about it: "Well, it's good to listen roughly, you can write if you want, isn't the background of the Republic of China that you are good at."

Xu Shi winked for a while, and then told the truth: "Okay, actually, this is used to commemorate the anniversary of Bo University. I want to write this article into a script for a radio play, and try Changting for cv."

"I knew you were selfish, so you hit her directly?"

"School celebration, I can only use my real name. In fact, it's not selfish. It's just that when I want to do a drama, the first thing that comes to my mind is her. Thinking about it again, it happens that she is also from Bo University. What I want to express is her." all know."

Gu Sheng said "uh" for a while, probably because he had an idea but hadn't connected it into a sentence, and said after a few seconds, "So have you checked the information?"

"Not yet." Xu Shi said sincerely: "I just finished talking to my immediate boss. He asked me to write the script first and gave me a month and a half. I have to make it to No. 20 in November at the latest. If it's suitable As far as the crew is concerned, the finished product will be visible around April next year."

"Hey, he is worried about your screenwriting level. Listen to him, if your script is not up to standard, wouldn't it be for nothing?"

Xu Shi shrugged his shoulders, but he was quite Buddhist: "Then change it into a novel and publish it, anyway, the copyright belongs to me."

Gu Sheng pondered for a while, and said mysteriously: "Xu Shi, I know where we should go."

Xu Shi: "Where?"

"Boda! Let's walk around the campus of Boda, looking for stories from the past."

Xu Shi had a black line on his face: "If you want to visit Boda, just tell me, I don't know you yet?"

"So làng is not làng?"

"làng." Xu Shi got up to pack his things: "Wait at the north gate, I'll come to pick you up, there are too many people at the main gate, it's the peak tourist season these days."

In the evening, I went back to the dormitory, turned on the desk lamp, took a pen, rested my chin on my arm, and wrote and drew on the paper with the other hand.

Before she writes the outline, she usually likes to write key words directly with a pen and paper, so that she always feels more tactile. A tactile feel means smooth hands, smooth hands, and smooth thinking.

The draft book was turned to a blank page, and she had a few key words in her mind, and now she wrote them all down: the establishment of Boda University, equal rights, patriotism, scholarship, national salvation, integration of Chinese and Western learning (real science, liberal arts)

The meaning in the brackets is that in the Republic of China, science was not called science. Science and engineering, which came from the West, were collectively called real science. Liberal arts was middle school.

After the key words are written, the rest of the context will revolve around the key words, and the timeline has already been written. She usually writes stories according to the timeline.

The first line is the May [-]th Movement. On May [-], [-], because of the Paris Peace Conference, large-scale student strikes, business strikes, and worker strikes broke out in China.

The story begins here, and Boda's roots also begin here.

In Yan City, college students in school uniforms said, "I will fight to the death to return Qingdao to me!" "Refused to sign the Paris Peace Treaty!"

The Beiyang government bullies the weak and fears the strong, and the warlords continue to fight each other. The state machine points its guns at the country's future and brags: "Be quiet!"

The whole world is in chaos, and China is also in chaos. Under the precarious wind and rain, Boda University built a school, "China must leave a desk for students."

The second main line is in November [-], Changsha... Xu Shi paused, there was nothing to write here, so she crossed it out and changed it to [-], Kunming, National Southwest Associated University.

There were two students, both of whom were former college students. One said to the other: "North China is too big to accommodate a single desk! Now the little Japan is bullying people too much and committing our country to kill my compatriots. If I don't stand up, take Drive them out of China at gunpoint, what face do I have!"

The other was a little calmer, and asked the former: "Have you heard of Mr. Lu Xun? Mr. said that studying medicine cannot save the people of the country, but writing articles can."

Article [-] In [-], when the Nationalist government was defeated and retreated to Taiwan, the politicians followed, the army followed, and the culture also had to follow.

The professors stood with their hands behind their backs in front of the School History Museum—it was not called the School History Museum at that time, it was called the Academic Affairs Office, and it was in this small courtyard together with the principal's office.

"Running and studying, where is it not learning? With such a large garden as Boyu, there must be someone to watch over it, right?"

The last line, in [-], Yan City was peacefully liberated, and on October [-], the People's Republic of China was established.