Little Gold Cup and Big BMW

"Master Helan!!"

The yawning Helanba was frightened, staggered back, and almost fell down the magnificent steps of the teaching building. Deng Xiaopang tilted his glasses, looked left and right: "Who is your name?" He took a step back calmly.

Deng Xiaopang didn't give him a chance to escape, grabbed his hand, and burst into tears: "Master! Please save me!"

The memory of being asked by Ye Nana if he had ever done anything with Kai Molong resurfaced in Helanba's mind. He was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of grass ropes. It's such a jerk..."

"Let me tell you that you promise not to run away?" Deng Xiaopang asked with disbelief, squinting his eyes.

"I promise not to run away! If I run away, my surname will not be He!" He Lanba replied sonorously.

Deng Xiaopang finally let go of his paws in relief, then he was stunned, Helan Ba ​​Nima turned around and ran away!

Deng Xiaopang chased after him: "Master! Master!" waving a roll of script in his hand.

He Lanba had expected that Deng Xiaopang's coming to him in such a big battle would never be good. It was nothing more than Yan Fuge's task of tens of thousands of words to drag him into the water.With a backpack on one shoulder, he shuttled back and forth among the passing students and bicycles, and then jumped directly over the flower platform in a big stride. Unexpectedly, there was a "baji" sound behind him, and He Lanba turned around in astonishment. Deng Xiaopang followed him and jumped Passed the flower platform, but he had short legs and a bulky body, so he fell on the ground.

He Lanba stopped at a place more than ten meters away from the flower platform and stared at the mass of divine fat on the ground, only to see the divine fat tremble, Deng Xiaopang got up in a daze, and looked at the He: "Eldest brother..."

He Lanba was thinking in his heart why he had demoted Lao Tzu to another level, but at the same time he turned around and ran away unequivocally.

He Lanba slowed down and looked up at the bell tower on the Xueyang Square. He was doing well. He couldn't keep up with Yan Fuge's roll call. He tossed his backpack, ready to go home and sleep.As soon as he flicked his backpack, the white BMW X5 stopped in front of him with a "swish", and the car window was lowered. Kai Molong, who was wearing a pair of racy Ray-Ban sunglasses, frowned and asked him, "What are you running for?"

Helan Ba ​​was a little surprised: "Why are you here?"

"I called your cell phone and you didn't answer it, so let's take a look."

Helanba's cell phone was placed in his backpack, and he didn't even notice it was ringing. When he took it out, he saw that there was a missed call: "Call me, what's the matter?"

Kaimeron tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, as if he found it difficult to answer this question.

He Lanba shook his head, patted the car door to signal Kai Molong to open the door: "Forget it, let's go back if we have nothing to do."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got into the car, before the seat belt was buckled up, Deng Xiaopang rushed to the front of the car, spread his arms fearlessly and shouted: "Master Helan!!"

The traffic police not far away looked over here, hesitating whether to come up to see what's going on.

Helan Bali was furious, and pointed at Deng Xiaopang through the windshield: "You can tell me how many times I have helped you with white jobs?! What else can I do to you?! You Don't you feel any guilt towards me?!"

Deng Xiaopang pulled the script away with a "swish", held it high above his head, and displayed it in front of the mirror-like clear windshield of a big BMW, like a complaining woman suing the imperial court, with bloodshot peas eyes wide open , mournful and indignant.

Kai Molong took off his sunglasses and glanced at the certificate in Deng Xiaopang's hand, and asked He Lanba amusedly: "What is it?"

He Lanba knew that Deng Xiaopang had become determined by eating the weight this time, so he could only let him into the car.The two were sitting in the backseat of the BMW X5. He Lanba took the script and scanned two pages only to find that it was actually the same-sex script that Deng Xiaopang had been writing a few days ago.

"Pang Li said that my writing is too scum." Deng Xiaopang wanted to look like a weeping little daughter-in-law in order to win his sympathy, "but how can I not be scum? I'm not gay. I went to No. [-] Street bar for many days to investigate, but...maybe I'm more suitable to write about the friendship between men..." Kai Molong handed over a tissue in sympathy, the fat brother took it, sniffed and said, " Thank you handsome guy" and took a few sneaky glances at the handsome mixed-race guy, with a look of amazement that has never seen the world.

He Lanba perfunctorily scanned the script, just as he saw the male number one and the second male number team up to deal with a group of out-of-school gangsters, the two people who were injured looked at each other in the torrential rain, then held each other's hand passionately, and then As soon as the style of painting changed - they kissed each other with one mouth, and Lei Fei was almost missed.This Nima is too talented...

Deng Xiaopang shook Helan Ba's hand again: "That's why I recommended you to Pang Li!"

Kai Molong raised his hand and turned the rearview mirror, and He Lanba's hand tightly grasped by Deng Xiaopang was reflected in the mirror.

Just as He Lanba was about to refute "what do you mean if you recommend me when you write about homosexuality", the car slammed on the brakes.

He Lanba and Deng Xiaopang were caught off guard and jumped forward. He Lanba slammed his head on the back of Kai Molong's chair, holding the side of the backrest with his hands. At this moment, Kai Molong turned his head and held him sincerely. Holding his hand on the back of the chair, he smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, a golden retriever ran over just now."

He Lanba straightened his glasses and glanced out the car window, only to see a curly-haired young man with a backpack happily taking the opportunity to cross the road, can you see this as a golden retriever?Apart from the hair color, is there anything similar?

Deng Xiaopang got up with a disheveled face and persevered: "Will you help me?"

He Lanba wanted to use Kai Molong's biceps to politely refuse, but when he picked up the script that fell under the seat, he found that the last page of the script was written with densely packed annotations, which were clearly written by Pang Li. notes.

——Sorry brother, I have to return the book.What I want to shoot is the ignorant love of two young people. The reason why I want to shoot this theme is because I have been lingering in my mind such a picture-Zhang Hai is pulling Sang Tian to run towards the wilderness of his dreams. The wilderness was ahead, but Sang Tian stopped at the end. He just wanted to look at the scenery, but he didn't have the courage to step into it.

Zhang Hai is a fiery and pure character. He never blamed Sang Tian for deliberately avoiding or even denying their relationship. In order to let Sang Tian see the scenery of the wilderness, he slashed the thorns in front of him alone, trying to open a path for their love. The road is smooth, and Sang Tian is the embodiment of reason. Having said that, I hope the audience can find that the role he played before this love is not negative. He considers not only his own future, but also Zhang Hai's future. .Zhang Hai is a musical genius, and Sang Tian wants to protect him, fulfill him, and push him to the throne of God, so while maintaining his underground relationship with the other party, he never admits that they are lovers.

I hope this drama can capture the feeling of the outside world. The outside world is reality and rationality, while the inside world is dreams and emotions. Their stories switch between these two worlds. When I wake up, I also hope that when the audience finishes watching, they will not just sigh "ah, they are not together", but will look forward to "if then...if then... maybe they will be together." .

I know that you have written this script very seriously, and you have worked hard to create a lot of plots with ups and downs, but what I need is not such a plot with ups and downs, I want the kind of details that can delicately show the mood of the characters , there is no need to make the audience beat their chests and cry bitterly, as long as it is enough to touch their heartstrings.

He Lanba decided to accept the script.

In the car, Kai Molong asked him why he changed his mind. He Lanba looked at the long comment at the end of the script: "...This book is quite challenging."

Kai Molong raised his eyebrows: "What subject?"

He Lanba closed the notebook and said casually, "Your favorite."

Kai Molong turned his head, his spirits were high: "25 bans?"

He Lanba's eyes widened: "You're not even 25 yet, are you?" Are you two months younger than me? !

"Didn't it happen the first time you read the Eighteen Forbidden?" Kai Molong smiled and didn't care.

Helan Ba ​​was speechless, and at the end he was a little curious: "What does the 25 ban look like?"

The car stopped at a red light, Kaimolong turned off the engine and waved to him, Helanba listened to him knowingly, Kaimolong whispered into his ear, "How can there be such a thing... "

He Lanba stared at the handsome half-race man who turned his head to start the car and smiled happily, what the hell are you doing because you are handsome and others don't want to slap you in the face, right? !The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses were not pleasing to the eye: "What kind of sunglasses do you wear when driving?"

"The light is quite strong today." The car was driving on the cross-sea bridge, the traffic flow was sparse, Kai Molong drove leisurely with one hand on the steering wheel, and had time to move his neck left and right.

"Take it, it's an eyesore."

After He Lanba finished speaking, he also found that he was a bit of an excuse, but to his surprise, Kai Molong only sighed, actually took off his sunglasses, and then squinted his eyes under the strong light.

He Lanba put down the visor: "Okay."

Kai Molong tried but still couldn't get used to it, he shook his head and "asked" the people around him: "No, it's still very glaring."

"Can you be more delicate? What kind of bright light is this? You haven't seen the brightest light in July and August." He Lanba finally found a sense of superiority and pointed to the side of the road. Come on."

So the BMW X5 parked slowly by the bridge. Just as Kai Molong stopped the car, He Lanba had already pushed the door and got out of the car, walked around and opened his car door. After being stunned for a while, he resignedly let go of his seat belt.

He Lanba boldly sat on the driver's seat, watching Kaimolong pass the front of the car without forgetting to look at him with a complicated expression through the windshield. The sea breeze stirred the white stand-up collar shirt on Kaimolong's body, which was already a close-fitting shirt This time the sticking is even stronger, the thin and trembling material makes the good figure looming, looser is the temptation to hold the pipa, and sticking it is the impact of the blood, He Lanba knocked on the steering wheel and thought, so occasionally bully bully International friends with a good figure are also very interesting.

Although He Lanba also helped him drive the car to the car wash when Kai Molong was away, but it was the first time for him to let Kai Molong sit in the passenger seat to drive, and I don't know why it feels so good .Relying on this excitement, he successfully supported it for 5 minutes in the sun, but after only 5 minutes, he secretly said something bad, which is quite dazzling.The otaku screenwriter couldn't help blinking a few times, Kai Molong pretended not to see, leaned on the passenger seat and put on his sunglasses, closed his eyes and recovered himself.

He Lanba endured the strong light and drove the car off the cross-sea bridge and felt that he couldn't stand it anymore. At this time, the rearview mirror of a car in front of him slammed into a strong reflection, which made a large red spot on his eyes wave. Do not go.

As soon as he clicked his tongue awkwardly, a pair of sunglasses was handed over to him.

He Lanba looked down at the Ray-Ban sunglasses Kai Molong handed over, feeling a little complicated.

"Put it on," Kaimelong said with his head still on the back of the chair, tilting his head to look at him, "I hate to see you like this."

He Lanba was moved and ashamed to take the sunglasses and put them on, and was about to throw back the olive branch and say "Hey, don't say this light is very strong", when Kai Molong turned his head embarrassingly and leaned on the back of the chair Close your eyes: "You are quite willing to see me suffer."

He Lanba was tongue-tied, annoyed and funny, come on, can't I be wrong?

He Lanba spent the night trying to figure out the script, and early the next morning he met the crew at the campus restaurant as agreed.It is said to be a crew, but in fact the staffing is quite shabby.Only the director Pang Li, the planner Dong Xiaoli, the two leading actors Yuan Xia and Yu Zhengrong, and foreign aid from the photography department.Micro-videos have become popular in the past two years. Helanba has never participated in it before. When he saw this lineup for the first time, he was really disappointed.

He walked towards Pang Li, who was waving his hands enthusiastically, opened the opposite chair and sat down, picked up the cup and took a sip of water, said desperately, "Just one question." Then he looked up at Pang Li and Dong Xiaoli who were on the opposite side of the table , "How did you come up with the idea of ​​filming such a story?"

Pang Li looked at her partner Dong Xiaoli and the two leading actors. The group didn't understand He Lanba's intention for asking this question for a while, and they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

He Lanba leaned on the back of the chair: "I have no objection to writing about homosexuality, but the screenwriter must have room for freedom. In this script, the two protagonists are both high school students, and the direction of the story is almost determined. This kind of It is inevitable that the script is written with a lot of hands and feet, and I cannot guarantee the best effect."

Pang Li nodded after listening to it: "I understand, Brother Deng also told me about your screenwriting habits." The future female director smiled understandingly, "But I insist on writing this script because... ...the story actually has a reality prototype.”

He Lanba was taken aback, thinking of the outline of the story he had read from Deng Xiaopang, and not knowing how similar the prototype was to this outline, he felt a little touched for a moment.

"Of course the prototype is not as bloody as in the outline, but I really want to shoot it." Pang Li said frankly, "But what I want to keep is the identity setting of high school students and the main conflicts between the characters. You can freely play the plot. Is that okay?"

The other party was so generous and honest, He Lanba was too embarrassed to criticize, and silently agreed.At this moment, the cell phone of the leading actor Yuan Xia suddenly rang.

He Lanba saw Yuan Xia frowned and got up and walked aside to answer the phone, so he and Pang Li first chatted about the details of the script.Although he didn't have the habit of estimating budgets when writing scripts, but this time he was a poor student making micro-videos, so of course he had to be cautious.Listening to Pang Li and Dong Xiaoli talk about the schedule of the filming and the sponsors they got so far, He Lanba was having a headache for sponsors like YOYO Milk Tea Shop Shunli Braised Duck Shop, when he suddenly saw Yuan Xiahei rushing back with a sullen face, and hurriedly said to Zheng Rong: "Zhengrong! Let me borrow your bicycle!"

Yu Zhengrong took out the car lock key in bewilderment and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Pang Li couldn't help asking, "What happened?"

"It's Danxue," Yuan Xia bit her lip, her face turned pale, "She's on the roof of Shaw Building..."

When everyone was still puzzled, He Lanba, the screenwriter, quickly understood the meaning behind this sentence.