I'm not a drama freak, I can really see through the script

Chapter 120, Simulation of "Buried Alive"

Does the popularity of a school matter?

If it were somewhere else, this statement would be negative.

But this is a place where artists are cultivated.

It's the Academy of Performing Arts.

If you are mediocre in school, your future will not be very good either.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many juniors focusing on their midterm group assignments, and there wouldn’t be so many seniors racking their brains for their graduation projects.

The competition starts at school.

The ivory tower is just a preparation for the Shura field. Those who lie down in the ivory tower will not survive in the Shura field.
This place itself is a small competitive Shura field.

It is a place of invisible fighting.

At this time, Wang Jinsong came to find Li Xuan.

"Do you have any movies to shoot soon?"

"Not at the moment, Teacher, do you have any good plans to introduce?"

Li Xuan thought about it.

If I have to talk about the movie I’m going to shoot soon.

That should be the midterm film "Buried Alive". I plan to make a 6-minute short film version.

Then I will wait for my works to be broadcast. By the beginning of next year, a number of martial arts series such as "Tian Long", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber" will be released.

The Legend of the Condor Heroes was the first to be broadcast, followed by Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils and The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber.

What’s interesting is that The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber and Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils are scheduled for the same release date.

The two people seemed to be competing with each other.

Li Xuan knew very well what they were going to do, which was to seize the right to define.

Who defines Jin Yong?

This is very important, everyone wants the right to define Jin Yong's works.

Both sides are ready to fight.

"That's not the case. I just want to say that talent also requires hard work to realize. Don't waste the teacher's hard work."

Wang Jinsong didn't care at this time which path Li Xuan took. He was still a freshman and there was still time for many things.

The problem is not big.

"For the midterm group project, I know you're a stubborn person and want to argue over a lot of things."

At this point, Wang Jinsong paused and said, "But you're still a freshman, so just do the group work for your own good."

This is the junior stage.

They are preparing for their graduation project.

You're a freshman, so just go up there to join in the fun and just do it for the sake of showing it. There's really no need to take it seriously.

No need to be serious, just pass it.

Li Xuan knew the teacher's good intentions.

He didn't want to waste his time, just like the current campus celebrities, Dong Xuan, Huang Shengyi, Ling Xiao, these guys, who were the protagonists as soon as they debuted.

Many times, behind the group work of those strong people, there are countless professionals serving as advisors, but Beijing Film Academy always condones this.

You cannot exclude family background and connections from the composition of potential.

"Thank you, teacher. I understand all of this. I've known what I'm pursuing from the beginning, and I will move towards my desired goal."

At this time, Li Xuan responded to Wang Jinsong sincerely.

Wang Jinsong smiled and patted Li Xuan on the shoulder.

"I know you understand. You're a very smart kid. And as for the recent rumors in school, just ignore them. We understand someone is deliberately spreading them. So, have you offended someone?"

"Are you deliberately spreading rumors at school?"

Li Xuan said with a strange look on his face.

It seems that there is no one I could have offended.

"Yes, it seems to have come from the Central Academy of Drama."

"Oh."

The competition between the Central Academy of Drama and the Beijing Film Academy will generally be kept within a benign range. After all, they are both within the Beijing circle and CCTV, and they are likely to be colleagues after leaving school. There should be relatively few people who spread rumors.

So it should be a personal behavior.

Could it be Wen Zhang?
do not care.

This weird little rumor can't change or shake anything.

Li Xuan also felt that arrangements should be made for the screening of "Buried Alive" during the group work.

According to his memory, Li Xuan came to the photography department in his junior year.

"Excuse me, is Ning Hao here?"

Students from the photography department took a look.

Wow, it’s Li Xuan, the big shot in the freshman year.

It is said that there is a celebrity in the freshman year, who is handsome and talented. He stole the limelight in the exchange class with the Central Academy of Drama, and really let them know what a pure monster is.

When looking at Li Xuan.

It doesn't seem like he has three heads and six arms.

"Classmate, are you sure you're here to see me?"

Ning Hao pointed his finger at himself.

What? Me?
Well, you.

"Why would a freshman campus celebrity come to see me?" Ning Hao asked politely, "Classmate, what do you want from me?"

"I wanted to talk to you about forming a team for the midterm group assignment."

Isn’t it just a matter of muddling through the group assignments in the first year and it’s done?
Why did you come to me, a junior?
And I am from the Department of Photography.

Frankly speaking, from the perspective of attracting attention, the performance and directing departments are all on stage, and even if they join the crew in the future, they will be the best of the best. Most of the people who are admitted here are not here for others, but really do not have enough cultural points and just want to get a bachelor's degree.

A very simple reason.

Although Ning Hao himself is not such a person, the outside world also thinks so.

"How did you think of me? If you want to collaborate, you can look for someone in the directing department. Even sophomores and juniors would be quite willing to work with you."

"I just think you're a good person, Senior."

why?

"why?"

"Because I've seen your Thursdays and Wednesdays, senior."

Li Xuan looked at Ning Hao sincerely.

A bolt of lightning struck my heart.

Ning Hao had never thought that it was because of this reason.
He’s seen my work!
It's not for any other reason, but because of the work that I appreciate it!
This made Ning Hao slam the table and stand up, looking at Li Xuan's sincere eyes. Yes, it didn't seem fake.

Or, there was no need for Ning Hao to lie to him. He was just an ordinary junior student, and his department was the most watered-down photography department in the entire Beijing Film Academy.

He didn't need to lie to himself.

He truly admired himself and had seen his immature debut film.

Although this work once won the Peking University Student Photography Award, the value of this award cannot be said to be very high, and it can be said to be basically non-existent.

But I didn’t expect it.

This freshman celebrity actually saw it.

Just because you appreciate my work.

I will also be a gentleman who sacrifices his life for you.

Anyway, our photography pictures are all transparent.

I don't care how well I do on the midterm group assignment.

"Okay, you probably came to me to make a short film."

"Ah."

"Where's the script?"

"am writing now."

"What about the other actors?"

"It's just me."

Ning Hao: “.”

"In other words, this time the group project is just you and me. I'll be the director of photography, and you'll be the actor and screenwriter."

"Yes."

Ok.

Since you are willing to risk your life for a gentleman because the other person appreciates your talent, the final result doesn't matter.

It's easy to kidnap college students. I admire your talent.

Come and join me in the excitement?
Good.

Then they didn't ask for any wages or bread, they just came here.

What Li Xuan said was indeed the truth, but what he watched was not "Wednesday, Thursday", but "Crazy Stone", a work directed by the future Lao Ning Hao.

As for Ning Hao now, he is just an unsuccessful college student who is still confused about the future and cannot see his own chaotic future.

Ning Hao was dealt with.

Next up is the script for Buried Alive.

Immerse yourself in the situation and experience the deep despair.

Eyes closed and opened.

He appeared in the coffin.

"I" felt confused.

Where am I?

What happened?

"I" began to recall what had happened before. I was a truck driver wandering around the China-Myanmar border, and there were tropical fruits such as bananas and durians in the truck.

My last memory was probably my wife telling me on the phone that she wanted to eat durian and asked me to bring two home this time. I said okay and that we would have a good meal when we got home.

OK.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile.

But there is more confusion in this smile. Here, I can't smile no matter what. The last happy memory is destroyed by the locked coffin in front of me.

I desperately called for help.

No matter how hard I banged on the coffin, all I heard in response was a dull echo. It seemed that in addition to the coffin, there was also a thick layer of soil covering the outside.

I was buried in the earth.

There is only a mobile phone and a box of matches here.

These two things are my life savers.

The person who buried me alive left a message saying that they wanted a ransom of 50 yuan.

I don’t know how long it took.

Li Xuan finally woke up from the script of being buried alive.

I was sweating all over and felt a bone-chilling cold.

Suffocation, despair, fear.

Buried alive in a coffin, beneath the earth, in sober despair.

This is probably horror.

Great horror.

At this moment, Li Xuan was looking at the side of his bed, which was already soaked with sweat, and the paper and pen beside it were filled with despair written unconsciously by him.

This was originally paper and pen used for writing scripts.

Now all that's left is despair.
This is the essence of the script, and the essential feeling of just experiencing the script.

It is said that playing immersive games for too long will drive you crazy.

Indeed, so many kinds of lives are superimposed on each other, and there are also heart-wrenching scripts like being buried alive.

Not crazy, just in good spirits.

“When I gaze at fame and fortune, the price behind fame and fortune is also staring back at me.”

At this moment, Li Xuan took a hot bath and felt alive again.

The despair of being buried alive just now lingers deeply in my heart.

correct.

Buried alive to the end.

Was I rescued?

Li Xuan always felt that his experience was somewhat incomplete.

“Why is the script incomplete?”

[Just now, during the simulation of "Buried Alive," the subconscious host took the initiative to ask that the final answer to the ending of "Buried Alive" not be revealed for the time being. For the best performance effect, the final answer will be revealed when the film is officially filmed.]
At this moment, Li Xuan looked at himself in the mirror and was stunned for a moment. No wonder he had no memory of being buried alive, only deep despair.

"Damn it, you're really cruel."

Li Xuan looked at himself in the mirror.

Said so.

(End of this chapter)