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Volume One: A New Song and a Glass of Wine Chapter 5: Pure Girl

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    In the next two days, Lin Youlun would write and draw with pen and paper.  He supported his head with his hands, closing his eyes for a while as if he was dozing off, then suddenly opening them again, picking up a pen and writing down something quickly.

    Uncle Lu once read what Lin Youlun wrote. He couldn't understand what those numbered sentences were saying, and he didn't know why those sentences were followed by words such as long shot, medium shot, close shot, and panoramic view.  Uncle Lu was thinking that this matter might have something to do with the fat man Wang Jing. If Lin Youlun didn't tell him what was going on, he wouldn't take the initiative to ask.

    Lin Youlun has been doing this for the past two days. He wants to adapt the story he wrote behind the movie tickets into a script.  Before time travel, Lin Youlun had a strong interest in film and television production in college. He spent one or two semesters in the library, reading all the books on this subject, and wrote several scripts of his own, but after they were submitted, they all  It's a stone sinking into the sea.  Slowly, his desire to develop in this area faded away.

    Unexpectedly, after traveling through time, this experience would come in handy.

    It is not difficult for Lin Youlun to write a script based on the movie in his memory. At first, he did follow the regular script writing method to restore the movie in his memory, but later he found that it was too laborious to convert the scenes into language and the script was also difficult.  I stopped writing and just wrote out the storyboard of the movie.

    "Shot script" is also called "director's script". To put it bluntly, it is the construction blueprint designed by the director for the film.  After the director gets the script, he will cut the entire film into a series of filmable shots based on his own ideas to recreate the film and television language.  Although the storyboard script is also written in words, it is very close to the picture, or it is a picture that can be "projected" in the mind, and has achieved a certain degree of visible effect.

    Generally, when shooting a movie, the screenwriter first provides the script, the director creates the split-shot script, and finally makes a complete movie. However, what Lin Youlun wants to do is exactly the opposite. He has ready-made movie scenes in his mind, but he has to  To convert it into a script, both have to go through the intermediate link of the storyboard.

    Although Lin Youlun directly wrote the split-shot script, it was a bit tricky, but he was more afraid that Wang Jing would take the script without thinking carefully, shoot randomly, and ruin such a good script.  Anyway, the two of them had stipulated in their bet that Wang Jing would shoot whatever Lin Youlun wrote.  Lin Youlun wrote the split-shot script, so he didn't have to worry about Fatty Wang ruining the film.

    Lin Youlun was busy writing the script. Uncle Lu used a stool to sit at the door of the video hall, basking in the sun and drinking tea. It was so comfortable.

    At noon that day, Uncle Lu had had enough sun and was just about to put away his chair and go back, when a little girl came to the door and said she was looking for Lin Youlun.

    The little girl looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a round and rosy face, and her facial features seem to be carved by skillful hands, very delicate.  The long phoenix eyes have a green flavor, are gentle and demure, and paired with narrow eyebrows and long eyelashes, show natural beauty without any trace of coquettishness.

    Uncle Lu stared at the little girl for a long time, only to make her blush with embarrassment, and then he remembered that she was here to find someone.

    "Are you really here to find that boy Allen?" Uncle Lu was curious. He had never heard Lin Youlun talk about this little girl who was as beautiful as a movie star. But after thinking about it carefully, he felt relieved that he knew such a beautiful girl.  A pure and beautiful girl, no wonder that boy doesn't like those seductive girls in movies.

    "The owner of the restaurant where he used to work told me that he works here" the little girl explained timidly.

    "Yes, yes, he sells tickets here. I'm very familiar with him. I'll take you in." Uncle Lu didn't even ask what the relationship between the little girl and Lin Youlun was, and took her in directly.

    Lin Youlun was immersed in writing a script when he suddenly heard someone calling his name. He looked up and saw a little girl standing next to Uncle Lu.  Seeing that familiar face, all the memories belonging to this body's past rushed up in an instant. Lin Youlun was stunned for more than ten seconds before he opened his mouth and said, "Amin, why are you here?"

    "My aunt called the restaurant where you worked a few days ago. The boss said that you resigned and told you to work here. My aunt works in the laundry room from morning to night and has no time to see you, so she happened to follow me and learn from you.  A kid who plays piano lives nearby. I came over to give lessons and help her come to see you." This girl named Amin and Lin Youlun grew up together. They are both single-parent families and live next to each other.  The relationship has always been good.

    Amin is a posthumous child without a father. Her mother gave birth to her at an advanced age.  When she was in kindergarten, her mother discovered Amin's musical talent, so she worked multiple jobs outside the home and bought a piano for her to learn from. However, she could not afford to hire a piano teacher to teach, so Amin relied on self-study, and by middle school she was  Already able to work as a piano tutor and earn a livingFees.

    "My mother still works in the laundry room?" Lin Youlun frowned, wondering if he should find time to go home.  No matter whether he is the Lin Youlun of the past or not, because he can't let go, there are some things that he must face, such as family love.

    Lin Youlun was thinking about this, and got distracted while pouring water. The water in the cup overflowed after it was full, and he accidentally burned his hand.

    He waved his hand and handed the cup to Amin, "Be careful because it's hot!"

    After taking the cup, Amin immediately put it on the table, stepped forward and pulled out Lin Youlun's hand hidden behind his back, and carefully checked whether his hand was burned.

    If it were Lin Youlun in the past, if Amin held his hand like this, he wouldn't have any strange feeling in his heart. But now Lin Youlun is different. There is a soul from later generations in his body. In his eyes, Amin is no longer his childhood sweetheart.  Home girl is so simple.

    ????????????? If Lin Youlun did not admit the wrong person, in the near future, the girl standing in front of him will become the first generation of the head of the beauty industry in Hong Kong entertainment industry, and countless people have been fascinated by her sweet smile.  But at this time, she was just a young and ignorant girl with a simple mind.

    Zhou Huimin felt relieved when he saw that Lin Youlun's hand was only red and not blistered.

    "Do you have sesame oil here? Just rub a little on it and it should be fine."

    "Sesame oil, I have it in the house, I'll get it!"

    Uncle Lu said he was going to get sesame oil, but actually he didn¡¯t want to stay here and hinder the two young people.

    Zhou Huimin was actually quite interested in the video studio where Lin Youlun worked. There were outsiders present just now, and she had not been embarrassed to look around. As soon as Uncle Lu left, she immediately became active.

    The hut where Lin Youlun sells tickets has only one table and one chair. Zhou Huimin¡¯s eyes were soon attracted by the stack of manuscript papers he placed on the table.

    Zhou Huimin couldn't help but pick it up and flip through a few pages. She couldn't quite understand the scene script on the manuscript paper. She only knew that it was probably telling a story.

    "Alan, did you write all of this?"

    "Yes, this is a movie script. I wrote it for fun when I had nothing to do." Lin Youlun said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

    "Movie script?" Zhou Huimin's eyes widened in surprise, "You were most afraid of writing when you were in school. Why do you suddenly think of writing a script now?"

    Lin Youlun pretended to be mysterious and said: "Don't underestimate these pieces of paper, I will make a fortune by pointing to them!"

    Zhou Huimin burst into laughter, with a little baby fat still on her round face. When she smiled, she looked like a blooming peach blossom.

    Zhou Huimin only thought that Lin Youlun was making herself happy, put down the manuscript, and didn't take it to heart.  She just happened to be passing by today. After completing what Lin's mother asked, she was ready to go back.

    Lin Youlun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was most worried that Zhou Huimin would propose to watch a movie here on a whim, which would be bad.

    "The place here is a bit small, and the environment is not very good. If you have time another day, we can go watch a movie somewhere else."

    "Okay, it's settled, you can watch a movie, and then I can treat you to dinner."

    Zhou Huimin agreed without thinking, which surprised Lin Youlun. In an instant, he had a new idea in his head.

    If Wang Jing is not slow, he should be able to make a movie soon after taking over the script. At that time, he can get two movie tickets for the premiere from Fatty Wang. Anyway, Lin Youlun himself wants to see what the movie will be like in the end.  What effect does it have? Take Zhou Huimin to see it, it¡¯s just the best of both worlds.

    Lin Youlun kept sending Zhou Huimin to the bus stop, only saying that she would go home in two days and asked her to tell her mother not to worry.

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