The beautiful boy is disobedient, take over!

Zhou Zhongming and the others had classes all day, from [-] am to [-] pm, so they didn't come back at noon.During the break, their counselor called three students in their class to the office and asked them about the competition.

"This competition is more important. It is a competition jointly held by six colleges and universities in the provincial capital. The school also pays more attention to it. It may be listed on the local TV station in the future. In our department, the three of you are the best writers, and you are the best. They all won prizes, it was our school essay last year

The top three in the academic competition, especially you, it seems that you participated in several essay competitions in your freshman year and won the first prize.The meaning of the school is to ask you to pay attention to it. Of course, we pay attention to strategy, but we have to be calm in mentality. Write this well and try to write it well. I just asked two students, Xia Shu and Red Lu, they both I have already started to write, how about you, do you have a plan, what are you going to write? "

Zhong Ming told their counselor the outline of his story, but their counselor frowned: "Isn't your story a bit heavy?"

"I think it's more impressive to write this way."

"It's not a question of whether it's profound or not." Their counselor said with a smile: "Look, the theme of this essay competition is called love, and there are only three types: family, love, friendship, and among these three, love is obviously more prominent. It seems that the three of you also chose this theme. But the question is, if the love we write about is positive and hopeful, right? Is it because your attitude is not positive enough that you ended up so miserable? "

In fact, Zhong Ming himself was not sure, he just wanted to try.

"Let me give you a suggestion. How about you, change the story. Just write a romantic and warm one. It will be performed in the future. Your writing is too dark, who would like to read it, right? We are not writing real movie scripts, you If you make it more profound and artistic, you may win the prize. We are showing it to the students. And let me remind you, I heard that this competition is judged by teachers from several schools. The main competition is the writing skills. Focus more on the dialogue, write a few amazing dialogues, a little deeper, and it should be fine."

Zhong Ming came out of the counselor's office, hesitant in his heart.I didn't listen to the teacher in class, so I just scratched and scratched in the notebook by myself.Zhang Yuanyuan touched his arm and asked in a low voice, "Why are you tossing and turning?"

"I told my story to the counselor, and the counselor said he didn't like it." Zhong Ming whispered: "He said my story was not positive enough and too dark."

"I think so too. This will be shown to everyone in the future. If you write such a tragic ending, there should not be many people who like it."

Zhong Ming thought for a while, and overturned the original outline of the story, intending to write a new one, but he thought about several stories again and was not satisfied. There is one thing he insisted on, that is, instead of writing happy reunion, he wanted to write tragedy. He feels that this competition is similar to movies. Comedy movies rarely win awards, and those who win awards are all in literature and art, and literature and art rarely have a good ending because of their rich connotations.Whether a story is good or not, whether it is moving or not is the most obvious indicator.He is young and has little experience. If he wanted to write a script that pointed out the current problems, he would definitely not be able to write it. Then think about touching. People generally think that moving movies are good movies, and people tend to think that incomprehensible prose It's good prose.

He thought about it all afternoon, but he couldn't think of a story that satisfied him.He didn't take the car after school, and planned to walk back, looking at the scenery and people on the way, hoping to get some inspiration.

After a few minutes by car, he actually walked for half an hour. When he reached the gate of the community, he saw Ling Zhigang walking his dog on the street. Heizi stopped at the gate of the steamed stuffed bun shop and refused to leave. He kept sticking his tongue inside.

He waved his hand and ran over, Ling Zhigang asked: "Why did you walk back?"

"I thought the teacher didn't like that story. I wanted to change it, but I didn't have any inspiration, so I walked back and wanted to find inspiration on the way. What's wrong with Heizi?"

"It doesn't know why it keeps refusing to leave."

"It wants to eat buns, you wait."

As Zhong Ming spoke, he ran to the back of the line and began to line up for Heizi.It was dinner time at this time, and there were a lot of people buying buns. Ling Zhigang stood beside him and said, "Forget it, you won't be able to queue until dark, so you can't feed your appetite. Otherwise, if you won't be here in the future, what will I do?" deal with it?"

Zhong Ming listened and thought for a while, then he really walked out of the team: "Forget it, let's give it dog food."

They walked into the community together, and Ling Zhigang asked as he walked, "What story did you write earlier that the teacher didn't like?"

Zhong Ming recounted the story he wrote, and then talked about his idea.The man thought for a while and asked, "Why do you insist on the tragic ending?"

"I think competitions are different from ordinary entertainment. Anything that has the nature of a competition usually leans on the literary route and pays attention to connotations. I think the judges are the same, they will choose scripts with content and ideas. And think about it, this This kind of central idea, generally writes about love, which is easier to shine and easier to write. But you must not write about youthful love, most of the students are writing that way. I want to write something that others can’t write. It’s easy to win.”

"You have an idea. You have a good idea. It is easy to stand out if you are special. Shall I give you an idea?"

"You said."

"You go and read those unofficial history novels, or Strange Tales from a Strange Studio, if you wrap a familiar story and put it into modern thinking, you can write something new. I remember reading a Hollywood story a few days ago. The movie, adapted from the story in the Grimm's fairy tale, rewritten a fairy tale into a movie with a magical dark system, which has been widely acclaimed."

Zhong Ming received a lot of inspiration and said, "Then I'll go back and check."

After such a search, Zhong Ming found a good story, and he rewrote it as "The Daughter of the Sea".

According to Ling Zhigang's suggestion, he added the core of modern thinking to the story of the mermaid, but the story contained the general context of the original fairy tale, and named it "The Mermaid".

After he finished writing the outline, he showed it to Ling Zhigang. Ling Zhigang laughed and said, "You are very smart, and the story is very flattering."

Because of the foundation of the original story of Cinderella, the whole story has a very romantic tone, which is very in line with the aesthetic taste of college students, but he added a deeper and darker story content, which is very in line with the taste of the judges. As for making the whole story too mediocre.

"Actually, you don't have to write a tragic ending. The original story is a tragedy. You can change it to a romantic and poignant type, and the ending doesn't have to be so deliberate. You can change it."

Zhong Ming went back to change it again until eleven o'clock in the evening. Just as Ling Zhi told Zhong Ming to go to bed, Zhong Ming didn't even lift his head. He nestled on the sofa in the living room and said, "It will be fine soon."

Ling Zhigang didn't wait for him any longer, and went to bed first.When he woke up the next morning, Zhong Ming had already bought breakfast. When he went to eat, Zhong Ming handed him a piece of paper and said, "Look again."

This time even the name was changed, called "The Princess and the Mermaid".

Ling Zhi was a little surprised when he read the content of the story, because unlike the stories that Zhong Ming, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, would write, the princess in the original fairy tale, who didn't have much ink, became the first protagonist of the story.

Ling Zhi just returned the paper to him, and said with a smile: "I think I should win the prize."

The story is solemn and beautiful, and it has found a rare balance between vulgarity and elegance. It may not be the most artistic or the best-looking, but it is the most suitable for stage performances.

Are you willing to give your most precious thing for the one you love deeply?

After the draft script was written, Zhong Ming handed it to their counselor to read it again, but the counselor was very excited and said: "It's well written, let me just say, don't write so heavy, the weight is just right, and then revise and revise. I think it’s okay to win an award.”

Zhong Ming's goal is not to win a prize, he wants to be No.1.He went back and revised some, and submitted the manuscript.

Whether a story is well written or not, the author himself actually has an experience, or a premonition.This kind of premonition is very subtle, but it can be felt. Zhong Ming himself is also a little excited, and feels that it is very hopeful to be the first.

But as a result, he only got No.3.

"No.3 is also good, anyway, the first three will be performed in public." Zhang Yuanyuan comforted him: "Look at me, I also participated, and I didn't win any awards."

To say something that might offend someone, Zhong Ming didn't take opponents like Zhang Yuanyuan seriously at all, the so-called literati look down on each other.He still wants to get No.1, because the bonus of No.1 is 3, and the bonus of No.[-] is only [-].The first place was a female classmate from another school. I heard that she won the first place with an overwhelming advantage.This even hit Zhong Ming's self-confidence. He took a look at the female classmate's work, and was completely convinced.

Definitely deeper than his.