NOVEL WEB Daddy Academy
Chapter 3 Pujiang Film Studio
Chapter 3 Pujiang Film Studio
Although Little Red Horse Academy is located in the bustling urban area, it is exceptionally quiet.The trees here are lush, blocking out the noise. From the window, there is a green area that separates the academy from West Chang'an Avenue, giving it a feeling of being hidden in the city.
Zhang Tan lay on the bed, opened his eyes in the dark and thought for a while, there was a past life, and there was this life.
It's useless to think too much, just have a good life.
He closed his eyes, rolled over, and quickly fell asleep.
The next day, he was awakened by a flock of birds on a branch outside the window.This is a mulberry tree with lush branches, which is very rare in the city. Zhang Tan stood on the balcony and took a deep breath. The air was fresh, surrounded by trees all around, and his eyes were full of green. When he looked up, he could see tall buildings not far away. From the building, there was a faint sound of traffic.
Really nice place.
The school was lively for most of the night, but it was very quiet during the day. Zhang Tan put on his running shoes and jogged in the yard.
This body is a little weak and needs to be exercised. After running ten laps, Aunt Huang came and stood aside to watch him run over and said, "Morning Zhang Tan, I brought you breakfast."
Zhang Tan stopped, wiped the sweat on his forehead, took the breakfast bag, looked at it, and said with a smile, "Wow, it's so rich, I saw the rice balls, thank you Aunt Huang, I still remember my hobby."
The prepared breakfast was praised, and Aunt Huang was in a good mood, and smiled, "Of course I remember, the rice balls your grandmother made in the past was a must in the village, and I liked it the most when I was a child."
The two went back to the teaching building talking and laughing. Zhang Tan first went back to the room, took a shower, ate breakfast, and came to Aunt Huang's office. The sound of boiling water came from the pot.
Aunt Huang introduced him to the situation of the academy.
The late night school has been operating at a loss, unable to make ends meet, the balance on the account is not much, and it needs capital injection.
Since it was changed to a late night school, it has been difficult to balance the income and expenditure. On the one hand, the number of children admitted to the kindergarten has dropped by more than half, and on the other hand, the fees are low.
"How many children are there in the academy now?" Zhang Tan took a sip of tea, a bit bitter, just to dilute the greasy and sweet taste in his mouth.He was still not used to the sweetness of Pujiang.
"Now there are 30, and it usually stays around this number, and it won't change much. The late-night academy has a limited number of students. We do not charge fees by semester, there is no semester system, but calculated by the number of weeks, such as one week or two weeks. , so the flow of people is relatively large.”
Zhang Tan nodded and expressed his understanding. Because there is no teaching task, the biggest function of the late-night school is hosting. Some people have been busy with work for a while, and often work overtime at night. Weekly payment, short and smooth, and civilians are grounded.
I don’t know what my grandfather and grandma thought at the beginning. A good regular school was transformed into a late-night school, which led to subsidized operation.
"How much money is there on the account?" Zhang Tan asked.
Aunt Huang handed him the ledger and said, "10."
Seeing Zhang Tan carefully checking the ledger, he paused for a moment and had to continue: "Probably still maintain the school's operation for half a year."
Zhang Tan nodded, returned the ledger, picked up the teacup and drank the tea in one gulp, got up and left, and said before going out: "Don't worry, the money will be credited to the account when the time comes."
Zhang Tan went upstairs, returned to his room, sat at the desk, opened the window, turned on the computer, and browsed the recruitment website.
He has no money. He may have had money before, but he was squandered, and the bank card was checked, and there were less than 1 left.
What I just said was just to comfort Aunt Huang, he had to find a job as soon as possible.
On the train from Peiping to Pujiang, he has a detailed understanding of the world, everything is specious, such as the entertainment industry, he was a screenwriter in his previous life, and he is most concerned about this aspect. The movies and TV series he knows about are not available in this world!
He clicked on a job site and searched for screenwriting positions.
The film and television industry is very deep, and it doesn't take talent to get ahead. Just like him, he was shortlisted for the best screenwriter three times in a row.
He can rewrite a script he once wrote, or copy a masterpiece.
However, even if he now writes a book of "Infernal Affairs" and sends it to a major director, or publishes it directly on the forum website, I hope that Bole will come to you.
This is a fool's dream. Judging by Zhang Tan's many years of experience in the film and television industry, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and the chances are slim.
A job posting appears on the computer's web page.
"Pujiang Film Studio is sincerely recruiting 2 screenwriters, with favorable treatment..."
Seeing the words Pujiang Film Studio, Zhang Tan's mind naturally came to his grandmother's fan. He sat on the small bench to watch the mech warrior transform, and his grandmother sat beside him and fanned him to drive away mosquitoes.He watched the cartoons produced by the Pujiang Film Studio, and his grandmother watched him with pampering eyes.
In Pujiang, the leader of the film and television company is Pujiang Film Studio, a century-old brand, and countless people grew up watching their cartoons.
Looking at the country, Pujiang Film Studio can also be ranked in the top three.
"When sending your resume, please attach a script and an outline of the story." The recruitment information reads.
"Which script should I write?"
Zhang Tan looked at the mulberry tree outside the window and thought.
The most advantageous and core business of Pujiang Film Studio is animation. It has produced many popular cartoons and won numerous awards at home and abroad.
The safest way, of course, is to write a script for an anime story. Although Zhang Tan worked in live-action film and television in his previous life, and has never been involved in anime, the script writing routine remains the same. Moreover, he also watches anime at ordinary times. Yes, at least I have some impressions, such as... "This Brave is obviously strong but overly cautious", which was popular before he crossed over.
He has analyzed this anime, and the core and most creative is the contradictory setting of "strong and overcautious".The two opposing characters create a very dramatic story tension.
Zhang Tan can't remember the specific plot of this anime, his memory is not that good, but it doesn't matter, he has his own set of methods to expand the plot, just need to grasp this creative setting.
For him, it just takes that idea.
Get creative and he can write a beautiful script.
Creativity is the most valuable thing.
He first listed eight elements of the story on the computer, namely: character, desire, action, core problem, resistance, result, positive value, and negative value.
Then, according to the basic formula of "starting, inheriting, turning and combining", 10 sequences are listed, and each sequence is written according to eight elements.
This is a routine. When writing, you don't necessarily have to follow the script, but it can be used in many cases.
The sun went from hanging in front of the window to the back, and the afterglow fell on Zhang Tan's back. He finally wrote a 1-word outline of the hero's story, and sent it to the recruitment mailbox of Pujiang Film Studio together with his resume.
After doing this, Zhang Tan hesitated for a while, changed his clothes, and went out.
Old Li, the guard at the gate of the courtyard, greeted him, "Young Master Zhang, are you going out?"
Zhang Tan: "Go to the cemetery to visit grandparents."
Old Li said solemnly, "Oh, that's what it should be."
(End of this chapter)
Although Little Red Horse Academy is located in the bustling urban area, it is exceptionally quiet.The trees here are lush, blocking out the noise. From the window, there is a green area that separates the academy from West Chang'an Avenue, giving it a feeling of being hidden in the city.
Zhang Tan lay on the bed, opened his eyes in the dark and thought for a while, there was a past life, and there was this life.
It's useless to think too much, just have a good life.
He closed his eyes, rolled over, and quickly fell asleep.
The next day, he was awakened by a flock of birds on a branch outside the window.This is a mulberry tree with lush branches, which is very rare in the city. Zhang Tan stood on the balcony and took a deep breath. The air was fresh, surrounded by trees all around, and his eyes were full of green. When he looked up, he could see tall buildings not far away. From the building, there was a faint sound of traffic.
Really nice place.
The school was lively for most of the night, but it was very quiet during the day. Zhang Tan put on his running shoes and jogged in the yard.
This body is a little weak and needs to be exercised. After running ten laps, Aunt Huang came and stood aside to watch him run over and said, "Morning Zhang Tan, I brought you breakfast."
Zhang Tan stopped, wiped the sweat on his forehead, took the breakfast bag, looked at it, and said with a smile, "Wow, it's so rich, I saw the rice balls, thank you Aunt Huang, I still remember my hobby."
The prepared breakfast was praised, and Aunt Huang was in a good mood, and smiled, "Of course I remember, the rice balls your grandmother made in the past was a must in the village, and I liked it the most when I was a child."
The two went back to the teaching building talking and laughing. Zhang Tan first went back to the room, took a shower, ate breakfast, and came to Aunt Huang's office. The sound of boiling water came from the pot.
Aunt Huang introduced him to the situation of the academy.
The late night school has been operating at a loss, unable to make ends meet, the balance on the account is not much, and it needs capital injection.
Since it was changed to a late night school, it has been difficult to balance the income and expenditure. On the one hand, the number of children admitted to the kindergarten has dropped by more than half, and on the other hand, the fees are low.
"How many children are there in the academy now?" Zhang Tan took a sip of tea, a bit bitter, just to dilute the greasy and sweet taste in his mouth.He was still not used to the sweetness of Pujiang.
"Now there are 30, and it usually stays around this number, and it won't change much. The late-night academy has a limited number of students. We do not charge fees by semester, there is no semester system, but calculated by the number of weeks, such as one week or two weeks. , so the flow of people is relatively large.”
Zhang Tan nodded and expressed his understanding. Because there is no teaching task, the biggest function of the late-night school is hosting. Some people have been busy with work for a while, and often work overtime at night. Weekly payment, short and smooth, and civilians are grounded.
I don’t know what my grandfather and grandma thought at the beginning. A good regular school was transformed into a late-night school, which led to subsidized operation.
"How much money is there on the account?" Zhang Tan asked.
Aunt Huang handed him the ledger and said, "10."
Seeing Zhang Tan carefully checking the ledger, he paused for a moment and had to continue: "Probably still maintain the school's operation for half a year."
Zhang Tan nodded, returned the ledger, picked up the teacup and drank the tea in one gulp, got up and left, and said before going out: "Don't worry, the money will be credited to the account when the time comes."
Zhang Tan went upstairs, returned to his room, sat at the desk, opened the window, turned on the computer, and browsed the recruitment website.
He has no money. He may have had money before, but he was squandered, and the bank card was checked, and there were less than 1 left.
What I just said was just to comfort Aunt Huang, he had to find a job as soon as possible.
On the train from Peiping to Pujiang, he has a detailed understanding of the world, everything is specious, such as the entertainment industry, he was a screenwriter in his previous life, and he is most concerned about this aspect. The movies and TV series he knows about are not available in this world!
He clicked on a job site and searched for screenwriting positions.
The film and television industry is very deep, and it doesn't take talent to get ahead. Just like him, he was shortlisted for the best screenwriter three times in a row.
He can rewrite a script he once wrote, or copy a masterpiece.
However, even if he now writes a book of "Infernal Affairs" and sends it to a major director, or publishes it directly on the forum website, I hope that Bole will come to you.
This is a fool's dream. Judging by Zhang Tan's many years of experience in the film and television industry, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and the chances are slim.
A job posting appears on the computer's web page.
"Pujiang Film Studio is sincerely recruiting 2 screenwriters, with favorable treatment..."
Seeing the words Pujiang Film Studio, Zhang Tan's mind naturally came to his grandmother's fan. He sat on the small bench to watch the mech warrior transform, and his grandmother sat beside him and fanned him to drive away mosquitoes.He watched the cartoons produced by the Pujiang Film Studio, and his grandmother watched him with pampering eyes.
In Pujiang, the leader of the film and television company is Pujiang Film Studio, a century-old brand, and countless people grew up watching their cartoons.
Looking at the country, Pujiang Film Studio can also be ranked in the top three.
"When sending your resume, please attach a script and an outline of the story." The recruitment information reads.
"Which script should I write?"
Zhang Tan looked at the mulberry tree outside the window and thought.
The most advantageous and core business of Pujiang Film Studio is animation. It has produced many popular cartoons and won numerous awards at home and abroad.
The safest way, of course, is to write a script for an anime story. Although Zhang Tan worked in live-action film and television in his previous life, and has never been involved in anime, the script writing routine remains the same. Moreover, he also watches anime at ordinary times. Yes, at least I have some impressions, such as... "This Brave is obviously strong but overly cautious", which was popular before he crossed over.
He has analyzed this anime, and the core and most creative is the contradictory setting of "strong and overcautious".The two opposing characters create a very dramatic story tension.
Zhang Tan can't remember the specific plot of this anime, his memory is not that good, but it doesn't matter, he has his own set of methods to expand the plot, just need to grasp this creative setting.
For him, it just takes that idea.
Get creative and he can write a beautiful script.
Creativity is the most valuable thing.
He first listed eight elements of the story on the computer, namely: character, desire, action, core problem, resistance, result, positive value, and negative value.
Then, according to the basic formula of "starting, inheriting, turning and combining", 10 sequences are listed, and each sequence is written according to eight elements.
This is a routine. When writing, you don't necessarily have to follow the script, but it can be used in many cases.
The sun went from hanging in front of the window to the back, and the afterglow fell on Zhang Tan's back. He finally wrote a 1-word outline of the hero's story, and sent it to the recruitment mailbox of Pujiang Film Studio together with his resume.
After doing this, Zhang Tan hesitated for a while, changed his clothes, and went out.
Old Li, the guard at the gate of the courtyard, greeted him, "Young Master Zhang, are you going out?"
Zhang Tan: "Go to the cemetery to visit grandparents."
Old Li said solemnly, "Oh, that's what it should be."
(End of this chapter)
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