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"That's how it is." Fu Peng smiled at Lin Qing and said, "Lin Qing, can you finish writing the drama script by tomorrow?"
Lin Qing lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head, nodded, affirming, "Yes, after I finish writing tomorrow, I will show it to the teacher to see if it can be used. If it is not possible, then I can only write this The program pass dropped."
Having said that, Lin Qing laughed and made a joke. Even though he said this, Lin Qing's eyes were full of confidence. Obviously, he was very confident in his script.
Fu Peng also smiled and said, "Then it will be up to you tomorrow."
This class passed quickly amidst the bustling discussions
"Lin Qing, you are really good." While eating, Zhang Shaoyang admired, "How can you know everything, even such a biased drama script, you can write, you can't be the legendary decathlon."
Liu Zhengjun also nodded in agreement. This roommate is indeed a bit too powerful, beyond his imagination. Studying, speaking, singing, and now a new playwriting is added. Liu Zhengjun could only sigh secretly in his heart, feeling ashamed. If Liu Zhengjun was a man of the hour in his previous school, although he could only be described as handsome in appearance, his outstanding temperament completely made up for his defect. Coupled with his excellent studies and his ability to play the flute so well, he can be regarded as the prince charming in the hearts of many girls.
Not to mention Zhang Shaoyang, he is handsome and sunny, he is also good at basketball, and he is also outstanding in his studies. It can be said that it is popular among thousands of girls.
But now, the two of them are firmly under the pressure of Han Dong and Lin Qing. Han Dong is alright, his current performance means that he has good physical fitness (according to his performance during military training), excellent academic performance (he got the second place in the city in the high school entrance examination), and he is handsome and outstanding.
However, Lin Qing's performance was a bit monstrous, with a handsome appearance and a gentle temperament. First-class study, good singing, a steady pacesetter in military training, now, even more exaggerated, even started to write drama scripts. Although I don't know the quality of the script yet, but just looking at Lin Qing's performance, I know that he is the kind of person who never does things that are uncertain. After thinking about it, I know that the script will definitely not be bad.
After hearing Zhang Shaoyang's words, Lin Qing cursed with a slight smile, "It's not as exaggerated as you said, it's just that I think a little too much, and then read a little more complicated books."
After hearing Lin Qing's scolding and laughing, Liu Zhengjun curled his lips in secret. If it were really as simple as you said, would there still be so many mediocre people? There would be geniuses everywhere.
Han Dong stood aside, watching the conversation and fight between the young man and Zhang Shaoyang, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes. This gentle young man absorbed all the emotions of his life.
Lin Qing inadvertently saw Han Dong's eyes looking at her, and couldn't help but blush. Even the fights with Zhang Shaoyang and Liu Zhengjun couldn't be taken care of. Lowering her head, Lin Qing began to quietly eat the dinner in front of her.
At this time, high school had to go to evening self-study at night. But correspondingly, the freshmen in high school who only took one class today don't know what to do in the evening self-study. There are also people who are beginning to preview the textbooks to be learned in the future, but after all, they still occupy a minority. Because of the welcome party, everyone was a little excited. Every high school class was filled with noisy voices. The teachers are also used to it. Every time a new student's first evening self-study is like this. The teacher on duty didn't care about it. Occasionally when he got interested, he would discuss with the students in the class what program would be better to perform at the welcome party.
The same is true in the classroom of Class One (1) of Senior High School. The person on duty today is none other than Fu Peng, the head teacher of Class One (1). Generally speaking, in the first class of evening self-study at school, your head teacher will be on duty. I heard that this helps to cultivate the relationship between teachers and students. Although I don't know whether this statement is true or not, this unwritten tradition in No. 1 City Middle School has been silently passed down.
The fourth row, near the window, is the only 'quiet' piece of soil in the class. It was not anywhere else, but the table where Lin Qing and Han Dong were.
Lin Qing was in front of the table, thinking, writing something on the manuscript paper. If you get close, you can clearly know that the boy is writing the script of the play he mentioned this afternoon.
Han Dong could clearly see what was written on the manuscript paper in front of the young man.
In the middle of the top grid of the manuscript paper, the delicate handwriting is very conspicuous on the manuscript paper. Drama: Butterfly Lovers.
On the bottom one, the top one reads. Scene layout: put a picture in the middle of the stageA table and two chairs.
It is written below, the music of Butterfly Lovers is playing
The teenager has been writing and revising for more than an hour. From the first two pages, to three pages, four pages, and when the final frame was fixed, it was restored to three pages. After all, the school's welcome party is just a party, so it's not suitable for too long a play, but don't look at the small number of pages, when it's really performed, I'm afraid it won't be finished in ten minutes.
By the time the evening self-study get out of class ended, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and Lin Qing had only completed less than one-third of the script of the play he was writing.
When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Lin Qing came back to his senses, and asked in a daze, "Is get out of class over so soon?"
Han Dong looked at the young man's confused eyes, a little funny, but also a little distressed. It was the first time he saw the state of the boy doing things, but he didn't expect to be so focused. There is also a flash of clarity in my heart, no wonder the boy can achieve such outstanding results, just because of this concentration. The boy will succeed in whatever he does.
Zhang Shaoyang poked his head over from behind and asked, "Lin Qing, have you finished writing the script?"
Lin Qing couldn't help laughing and cursing, "It's not as simple as you think. Only one frame has been completed, and the content inside is only one-third completed."
"Then you are going to stay up late tonight?" Han Dong frowned, his voice a little cold. If people who don't know him heard it, they might think that Han Dong had something against Lin Qing. But Lin Qing, who knew Han Dong well, knew that he was worried about himself.
With a bright smile on his face, Lin Qing said, "No."
After thinking for a while, he said, "If there are no accidents, the script should be almost finished tonight when the lights are turned off."
Liu Zhengjun was a little surprised, but also a little disbelieving. After all, Lin Qing has only been busy for one-third of the evening self-study, and now it is only a little more than an hour before the lights are turned off. How can it be so easy to finish. But thinking about it, Lin Qing didn't seem to have said anything big, and he believed it in his heart. This kind of feeling is very strange. If you are not one of them, it is difficult to understand the complex feelings in your heart.
Han Dong didn't say a word, but only knew Lin Qing, knowing that the young man never said big things. Now that he said it, he believed that the young man could do it.
Lin Qing looked at a few people with half-belief, or complete confidence, a little touched, but also a little funny. Regardless of whether everyone expresses belief or doubt in what he said, it is all concern for him. He naturally knew that he would not think that everyone did not believe him, but doubted his ability. You must know that only indifferent people will not comment on everything about you.
After returning to the dormitory, Lin Qing changed into clothes that did not suit his temperament. A second vest, a pair of big pants. Exactly the same as at home. I went to wash my face first, and took some water from the basin for washing my feet.
Put the basin in front of the desk, put your feet in it, Lin Qing sat on the stool, and continued to correct the manuscript in hand.
In fact, this play is not original by Lin Qing. It was a program that he accidentally saw on the top in his previous life, a program performed at a school welcome party. At that time, Lin Qing was so amused by this drama that she laughed out loud, and Lin Qing had watched this drama over and over again. Although the filming effect of this drama on the Internet was poor, Lin Qing still liked it very much.
Therefore, when Fu Peng, the class teacher, just mentioned the welcome party. He immediately thought of this play. Originally, he didn't want to show it, but watching the programs reported by those classmates in the class, it was really unsightly. In desperation, Lin Qing had no choice but to start the 'plagiarism industry' again.
Just because it is the first time to create a drama script, although I have read related books, I still have more than enough energy. In addition, he has only seen how this drama is performed, but has not read the script of this drama. Relatively speaking, he still has to think about how to convert the picture into written language. Special trouble.
Seeing Lin Qing working hard, other people in the dormitory automatically lowered their decibels and kept quiet.
Han Dong looked at the young man working hard, and his freshly washed hair looked very refreshing. Under the light, it looked very pure. The fair skin was slightly pink, and Han Dong's eyes couldn't get enough of it. The most attractive thing is the pair of crystal clear and slender hands, with slender fingers holding a carbon pen, scribbling and drawing on the manuscript paper. The figure projected under the light is bright and dark, adding a sense of tranquility.
Zhang Shaoyang also turned off the sound effects of the ps game console, lying quietly on the bed by himself, playing Super Mario, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years.
Liu Zhengjun was doing homework that did not change every day, writing brush characters, 20 a day. Lin Qing didn't know what kind of character this was, but he really felt that Liu Zhengjun's writing was very good, at least much better than his writing.
And Han Dong, holding the physics textbook that was just distributed today, has already turned to the second half of the book. But today he didn't concentrate as usual. From time to time, he looked at the young man who was writing the script seriously under the light, his eyes were full of tenderness. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)What kind of word does it belong to, but he really thinks that Liu Zhengjun's writing is very good, at least much better than his writing.
And Han Dong, holding the physics textbook that was just distributed today, has already turned to the second half of the book. But today he didn't concentrate as usual. From time to time, he looked at the young man who was writing the script seriously under the light, his eyes were full of tenderness. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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