The security guard decided not to change places this time, picked up the cigarette, and was about to lit it, so he looked back first. It was safe. For safety, he put on a hat to protect his bald head.

He took a sip and was very safe. He looked around to chat with acquaintances, watching and unlucky things came again.

Bang! This palm was even more fierce, slapped the hat away.

"Old Huang! I'm asking me to find you. I'm so awesome. I'm wearing a hat, which makes me recognize the wrong person just now."

The security guard sprayed a cigarette again, his head buzzing. He finally became anxious and turned around and scolded, "You are fucking sick!"

"Ah, it's wrong again." Lu Jian blinked his big eyes and said, "I'm really sorry."

"Don't leave! Don't fucking go!" The security guard stepped forward to catch Lu Jian.

"What are you doing?" But when a question came, another man in a suit and tie came over.

When the security guard saw that he was the property manager of the market, he quickly stopped: "Mr. Liang... this person is sick."

"Hmph." The manager ignored him and walked quickly to Lu Jian's side, greeting him with a smile, "Mr. Lu, the security guard is ignorant, don't bother with him."

"It's okay, I just buy some vegetables." Lu Jian picked up the bag of picking up the vegetables and said, "But when I see some unpleasant things, I like to go to that stall to buy vegetables. Your security guards always bully others. I have to report it to you."

Lu Jian said as he took out his cell phone and showed the video to the manager.

The manager only glanced at the security guard and scolded him: "You are maintaining market order, who gave you this power?"

The security guard was stunned: "Ah..."

After talking to Lu Jian, the manager said, "Mr. Lu... I'm sorry... I'll scold him, don't take it to your heart..."

"To be honest, brother, I'm heartbroken." Lu Jian held his cell phone in pain, "I am a very righteous person. I want to criticize it with my face and maintain the core socialist values."

The manager swallowed nervously and spitted: "Don't, Mr. Lu..."

"How can you hire such a person?" Lu Jian instantly turned into Captain America's expression.

"All of them are temporary workers. I asked the security company to change one, and then I will change it."

"Mr. Liang... Mr. Liang..." The security guard was scared now. He was familiar with him. He finally had some status and had some small profits such as parking space arrangements. He didn't want to leave like this.

"You go now!" the manager glared at the security guard, "I will report your affairs to your company."

"..." The security guard was in tears.

The manager turned his face and smiled at Lu Jian: "The phone number on the security company is busy. I promise that you will come here to buy vegetables again and you will definitely not be able to see him."

Lu Jian turned to Thor's smile: "I feel comfortable, I will write you a letter of praise tonight."

"I'll give up the letter of praise. I'm the biggest leader here." The manager apologized, "My daughter... likes Qiao Qiao very much..."

"Is the signature? It's certain." Lu Jian patted the manager, "Tell your daughter that the dishes Qiao Qiao ate were bought in your market."

"Hahaha!" the manager laughed, "It sounds weird, but it seems to be a long face."

"Thank you, brother, for your help... Finally..." Lu Jian walked towards the security guard with a smile, raised his hand and patted his Tianling Gavel twice, "I'll leave first, Lao Huang."

The security guard looked depressed: "Brother...why are you?...Who are you?"

"Am I?" Lu Jian lifted the vegetable bag and raised his hand slightly, "Call me to justice."

“…”

A cold wind blew, and "justice" came without a trace.

Looking at Lu Jian's piaomiao back, the security guard came to the manager: "Brother Liang... I really let me go..."

"I really have to leave." The manager pointed to Lu Jian's back and said, "This person is very tiny and has a strong desire to retaliate. When he sees you again, he will really build our market. If it becomes a hot incident like "security guards insulting vegetable sellers", the property company will mess with me."

"But I didn't call him." The security guard rubbed the back of his head and was full of grievances.

"I don't know this." The manager sighed, "Maybe, it's touching the scale of justice."

The security guard only has one thought.

Damn, it's contagious!

Lu Jian bought the vegetables and did not go back to cook, but went directly to the company to continue grinding the script.

Temporary inspiration may cast beautiful poems and beautiful melodies, but it cannot be a script.

The script creation is more like a big tree with distinct branches and leaves. In the creation process, inspiration is more like the initial seed or a small flower dotted.

Its true skeleton and body are by no means produced by inspiration, but by rich experience and meticulous skills, rubbing little by little like grinding or pushing grinding.

The entire story of the flower girl can be summarized into three parts, which is also the classic structure of the story.

The first part leads to the characters, creates conflicts, and encounters the flower-selling woman by chance with the professor, and makes a bet to become a goddess within two months.

The second part is to enrich characters, deal with conflicts, flower sellers are trained and have a sense of dependence with professors. This is also the source of main jokes.

The third part is to break out, resolve conflicts, and end the character.

The first two parts will not change much in the macro scope, and the core is all in the third part.

According to the original story, after getting used to the luxurious upper class life, the flower girl was unwilling to return to ordinary life. Professor Poisonous Tongue also found that she was so dependent on her. After a series of dialogues and sublimation, she left an open ending.

But this part of the story is extremely sensitive. In addition to basic vanity, it also involves extremely sensitive labels such as "class contradiction", "white lotus and blue pond", "masculinity", and "materialized women". Even though the dialogue and ideas of the original work are very sharp and artistic, in modern times, most people do not want to pay attention to these interesting places, but prefer to criticize from the perspective of values.

Just like Zhen Zhen’s personal experience, if “selling vegetables” is a story and Lu Jian is the screenwriter of this story, then once Lu Jian asks her to take off her mask and use her face to achieve success, the values ​​of this story will face criticism, even if this is a sure reality.

If Lu Jian tries to turn this story into a satirical drama, revealing Zhen Zhen’s deep thinking and transformation, then the drama may not be scolded, and may become a well-known work, but at the same time it will make the drama lose its entertainment and reject audiences under 15 years old, and will inevitably face a box office defeat.

Faced with such a dilemma, most screenwriters will choose a "smart" path, try their best to avoid controversies of values, and do their best to satisfy the audience's tastes. The development of film technology and industry seems to have infinitely expanded the scale of the movie, but in terms of content, it is getting narrower and narrower.

Compared with these smart screenwriters, "The Little Four Generations" actually demonstrates unique values ​​with great fanfare. No matter how good or bad, beautiful or ugly, love, hate, laughter and scolding, it cannot erase the inspiration, reflection, or satire it brings.

And Stephen Chow, as the master of the ashes, gave the plan that was so safe that it was so depressing.

Under his simplification and reshaping, the flower seller reasonably met a perfect "prince charming" after transforming into a goddess. Then, in the involvement of the perfect prince and the domineering president, she gradually discovered the prince's hypocritical and exaggerated nature, and finally broke the evil plan of the "prince" and chose a domineering president who is annoying, but very real, but not good at talking about love.

Essentially, this is still the same story, but it weakens a lot of sensitive elements. Of course, the artistry also fades, turning into a regular Hollywood-style reversal drama.

Stephen Chow looked at Lu Jian’s complicated expression and knew that he was going to be pretentious, so he had to try his best to explain: “Boss, I know the audience very well. They have a low tolerance for values ​​and should suit their appetite.”

"But the dialogues after the bet are the best. A flower girl enjoyed her princess life for several months, and then became greedy for it, facing the anxiety in her heart... It's all about the drama, Stephen Chow!"

"No matter how many dramas there are, no one can watch them, and it's useless."

"What about the heroine's father's drama?" Lu Jian looked through the outline, "That old bastard who is indifferent but unique in extreme liberal philosophy."

"Bossorry, the audience doesn't like bastards, and they don't like bastards who get a good ending."

"His drama is very interesting, and his ending is not good. He yearns for the freedom to drink and drink today, but by chance he becomes a middle class, kidnapped by consumption, vanity, and marriage, so he is depressed. Is there any more miserable result than this? I am excited to find an old actor to play this scene! Do you want to delete him?"

"Boss, listen to me, this is what you see. Most viewers are not patient nor motivated to see this layer." Stephen Chow explained calmly, "They will only see a scumbag stealing a lot of scenes, which has no impact on the main line. In the end, he still lived a good life. We have limited time, so it's better to give the 'Prince Charming' more scenes."

Lu Jian looked at the outline and couldn't bear to say, "Stephen Chow, you are so awesome, how can you do it?"

Stephen Chow showed his unique vicissitudes of life: "You can also do it by making a movie where everyone applauds and then loses bankruptcy. Boss, this road is not accessible, at least it is not accessible now. It's okay, don't be pretentious?"

"I don't care, I'm just pretentious." Lu Jian sighed.

Isn’t these things Stephen Chow said exactly what he said to artists again and again? He knows better than anyone else. This pretentious thing should not exist, but he still pretentiously became pretentious.

Damn Wade.

Even though Lu Jian hadn't said that name for a long time, hadn't looked at that person, or even thought of him, he and his Apollo were still like thick clouds in the sky, a dull and distant existence.

If you blindly and endlessly satisfy, then sooner or later it will be what Apollo did.

Even though Lu Jian has always avoided Apollo or Muse, he has already regarded these ai as imaginary enemies in his subconscious mind. If one day in the future, 99% of people are immersed in the endless, instant satisfaction, endless pop songs for their singles to loop, and the various tear and pretentious stories make them immersed in it, then the remaining 1% of people will find their own survival creed.

Lu Jian didn't say too much. He was afraid that Stephen Chow would be angry and ran away even if he was pretentious. He just picked up the outline again: "Let's think of a way to reassign the timeline to see if he can squeeze it out. I don't want to delete the 'bastard'."

"..." Stephen Chow scratched his head in distress for a moment, "If you have to squeeze out this character, you must give him a tragic ending. In order not to make the audience uncomfortable, I can make black humor. But no matter how much we squeeze, we don't have time to let him show his philosophy and describe things like kidnapping of the middle class, and only let him be a pure villain."

"Then what's the point of him?"

"Boss, if you want to make money, you can't shoot the drama for 30-year-olds. It must be understood by children."

"There are obviously more people over 30 years old."

"But 30-year-olds go to the cinema not to worry about themselves. They just want to be immersed in the joy of 10 years old. This is the current market demand, don't go against this."

Lu Jian wanted to say something, but he was speechless and slowly sat down: "Pretty is really useless, let's change to a simple way."

"How do you say the boss?"

"Make two versions, theater version and director version." Lu Jian picked up his pen and waved a vertical line in the middle of the whiteboard, "not only editing, but also separate from the script."

"If you don't feel tired, please do whatever you want." Stephen Chow immediately relaxed, "It's easy to say... Leave the theater version to me, and you can do whatever you want to be happy with the director version."

"It's not me, it's you." Lu Jian nodded, "I'm responsible for spreading the story onto the screen."

Stephen Chow spread his arms and laughed: "It depends on whether you can keep up with the rhythm, boss."
Chapter completed!