Minglong Youth: Shared House with Cheng Yushan and Bian Xiaoxiao

In just a short while, many people lined up to register, so that the forms prepared by Cheng Yushan were quickly filled up.

The members of other societies were filled with envy and jealousy.

With the development of the times, many clubs have lost their trend and few people sign up, but on Zhou Chen's side, there is a huge queue of people. Even though Zhou Chen has put forward clear requirements, there are still many people signing up.

That would have been fine, but as many people took photos of this scene and forwarded it, more and more people came to sign up.

"Hello Zhou Chen, my name is Lin Miaomiao, we met last time. I also like performing. Excuse me, can I sign up?"

Not long after, a quirky short-haired girl appeared in front of Zhou Chen, looking at him with burning eyes.

“Lin Miaomiao?”

Zhou Chen was stunned, stared for a while, then remembered.

When I came to the cafeteria of Qingbei University before, I met Lin Miaomiao, who seemed to be a small online anchor.

"If I remember correctly, you are a senior, right?"

Zhou Chen looked at Lin Miaomiao helplessly.

Normally, the club would recruit mostly freshmen, but he never expected that even sophomores would come to join in the fun.

"What's the big deal? A club is just a group of people with common interests doing things they love!"

Lin Miaomiao smiled and said,

"Besides, I know photography. I think I should be able to help you."

"Okay, then fill in the information. As for the final result, we will discuss it and send it to you."

He can act, take photos, and is also a moderately famous internet celebrity, which is indeed quite useful.

Zhou Chen had no choice but to agree.

Seeing that the sophomores had signed up, the other people at the scene became more enthusiastic.

"Hello, I like writing, but I have no experience in writing scripts. I don't know..."

After a while, a young, beautiful and elegant girl stood in front of Zhou Chen.

"Experience is something that needs to be accumulated. It's okay. The script is simple. We will provide unified training when the time comes."

Zhou Chen raised his head, smiled and turned the filled-in registration form over so that the girl could register her information.

There is no way. After such a long time, those who come to sign up are basically for acting and photography, and there is not a single one for scriptwriting.

It's so hard to get someone who likes writing here, so he naturally wants to welcome him.

Although I have a bunch of scripts in my mind, it is impossible for me to do everything myself all the time.

"OK, thanks!"

When Huang Zhitao heard this, he was overjoyed and quickly filled in his personal information.

"Me, and me too!"

As soon as Huang Zhitao finished speaking, Fang Yifan's voice came from behind her.

"I'm Fang Yifan. I can broadcast, dance, and take photos. I've even won awards. I want to sign up for the short drama club!"

Fang Yifan, the conspicuous person, finally jumped out at this time and blew up his own family in front of countless people.

"Besides, I'm a member of the Film and Television Club. I know there's a set of filming equipment over there. I can bring it over for you to use!"

Huang Zhongren, the head of the film and television club, came over from a distance and said, "..."

Fang Yifan, you joined the short drama club, and it was fine, but you actually wanted to use my club’s equipment to support the short drama club. Isn’t that too much?

Damn it, it’s only been a few days since we welcomed the new member and the house was robbed!

"You cow!"

Huang Zhitao gave Fang Yifan a thumbs up.

She and Lin Yifan went to the same high school. Fang Yifan was still the same as always, always standing out at critical moments.

"Student Fang Yifan, I now declare that you have passed the review directly!"

Under the gaze of countless people, Zhou Chen stood up and shook Fang Yifan's hands enthusiastically.

He knows photography and dancing, and most importantly, he can use the equipment of other clubs to contribute to their short drama club. Such a good partner must be approved!

As soon as these words were spoken, the others understood instantly.

"Zhou Chen, I know how to put on makeup, and I'm from the Hanfu Club. I can provide you with clothes for free. You always need clothes and props for filming a drama!"

"Mr. Zhou Chen, I know editing. I can ask the people from the editing club to help me. This way, it will be more efficient!"

"Well, do you need on-site lighting? Our photography club has a lot of professional equipment!"

"..."

Other societies, "..."

It’s chaos, chaos, the whole northwest Shanxi is in chaos.

What kind of people have I recruited in the past two days?

They are all traitors who are in Cao’s camp but their hearts are with Han!

The most important thing is that when they are recruiting new members, they boast that everyone can use all the resources in the club!

But now, all these club members are taking their things to support the newly formed short drama club!

What the hell is this!

What makes me even more envious and jealous is that nowadays, when clubs want to hold activities, the school rarely allocates special funds, and the activities are basically organized by club members themselves raising funds.

But now, this means that Zhou Chen can get their equipment for free just by recruiting new members without spending a penny?

How can this be justified?

"No more fun!"

"This Zhou Chen is too domineering!"

"If we remove the firewood from under the cauldron, what else can we do?"

The leaders of other societies gnashed their teeth but could do nothing about it.

Their ability to recruit new members is already weak. If they come out to refute these members and refuse to lend the equipment at this time, probably even fewer people will join their club!

Therefore, they could only watch Zhou Chen's short drama club continue to recruit people, and then watch new clubs continue to suffer devastating disasters.

Zhou Chen’s move was really cruel!

"Zhou Chen, there are a total of 560 people who have signed up. This is far beyond the capacity of our club. Even if we hold a meeting in a classroom, we can't accommodate them all!"

In the afternoon, in the cafeteria, Bian Xiaoxiao looked at the registration form in her hand and began to worry.

Before the society was established, she was worried that there would be no response.

There are too many people responding now, and each of them is better than the other, which makes her even more painful.

"What's this?"

Zhou Chen said casually,

"First, select the talents we need most, and then divide them into two groups. We will hold a meeting in the lecture hall tomorrow and let them demonstrate their talents and abilities. Those who meet our needs will stay."

"Short plays require people, and this number of people is not a lot."

Zhou Chen never thought about establishing any club. He just wanted to gather some interesting people through the club to provide talents for his short play project.

Now, we not only have the talents, we even have the equipment. As for other things?

But this is not within Zhou Chen’s consideration.

By the way, now that I have enough people, it’s time for me to create some interesting scripts.

As long as you create one or two hits, everything else will fall into place.

But, what kind of skit should I make first?

Chapter 193 Come, Smile

Short dramas are different from TV dramas that often have dozens of episodes. Basically, each episode has one or two small plots, which is only about ten minutes long. They attract viewers through constant climaxes and twists.

It can be said that it is the film and television adaptation of online novels, and also the simplification of the lengthy and slow plots of TV dramas. Before traveling through time, Zhou Chen was often poisoned by short dramas.

At this moment, many ideas for short plays flashed through his mind.

Xuanhuan was the first one he ruled out.

There is no way. A short play is not like writing a novel. It not only requires an attractive plot, but also a combination of many elements such as scenes, characters, actions, and fights.

Fantasy novels can be said to be the most difficult subject to film among many subjects.

As for historical themes?

Although it is possible to borrow a batch of Hanfu from the Hanfu Society, the difficulty lies in the props, which is costly and time-consuming. This can be done later when there is sufficient funding, so Zhou Chen ruled it out.

After much deliberation, Zhou Chen decided to shoot the Dragon King God of War drama first.

First of all, the urban background gives a strong sense of immersion.

Secondly, the scenes required are simple, and sometimes only one room is needed to shoot several episodes.

Furthermore, whether it is clothing or makeup, it is relatively easy.

Thinking of this, Zhou Chen turned on the computer and started typing.

Script: The Dragon King’s Son-in-law.

Story summary: Ten years ago, the Su family was destroyed. Su Chen was fortunately saved by Murong Yanran and went into the mountains to learn martial arts. Ten years later, Su Chen became the Dragon King and returned to Jiangcheng. This time he came back for two reasons: to repay his gratitude and to seek revenge.

Characters in the story: Su Chen, Murong Yanran.

Planned episodes: 60 episodes, each episode is ten to twenty minutes long.

Episode 1 Synopsis…

As Zhou Chen thought, story lines one after another appeared on the computer screen.

After taking a shower, Cheng Yushan saw that Zhou Chen was still writing, but did not go over to disturb him. Instead, she went to the kitchen to wash some fruits and waited for Zhou Chen to finish writing before going over.

Seeing Zhou Chen writing seriously, Cheng Yushan also showed a happy smile on his face.

"Shanshan, how are you doing in Beijing? Are you feeling a bit stressed at the beginning of the new semester? Also, mom has made a lot of money recently, so I put 5,000 yuan into your card. You should eat well. By the way, how is Zhou Chen doing?"

While he was in a daze, WeChat vibrated. Cheng Yushan opened it and found it was a message from her mother Lu Qiao.

Although Zhou Chen has been away from Xingzhou for some time, Xingzhou's barbecue street is still very lively. After all, many celebrities hang out there every day, and many people have gradually come to like the feeling of seeing celebrities opening blind boxes.

If you happen to catch a star releasing a new song, you can make a lot of money.

In this way, Lu Qiao also made a lot of money and didn't have to worry about business being bad.

"pretty good."

Cheng Yushan looked at the greetings from her mother, smiled slightly, then secretly took a photo of Zhou Chen typing and sent it to Lu Qiao.

The next day, after class, Zhou Chen applied for the largest classroom from Huang Jianxiang to be used as a meeting place for their club.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the lecture hall was filled with people.

For other clubs, many people sign up just for fun and don't necessarily actually participate in any activities.

But many people joined Zhou Chen's short drama club just to get close to Zhou Chen. When they heard the news, they naturally became more enthusiastic than each other.

"Come on, come on, anyone who wants to act, anyone who thinks they are suitable for acting, come to my place for an audition!"

Zhou Chen waved his hand and took a group of freshmen to the corridor next to him to find actors suitable for the script.

Actors are the key link of a play. No matter how good your design is, you need the right actors to give the right performances in the right scenes. If there is a problem in any link, the effect will be greatly reduced.

Therefore, Zhou Chen must personally check this step.

After all, no one present had any real idea of ​​what a skit was.

"Come on, smile!"

Zhou Chen looked at the first boy in the front row and said seriously,

"It's a disdainful, contemptuous smile. Let me give you a scenario. Suppose you are a live-in son-in-law hiding in a small family. Your mother-in-law, relatives, and a bunch of people are mocking you. But they don't know your true identity. In fact, you are... a special forces king, right? Smile and see!"