I really want to hit the street

Chapter 60: Has this script been filed?

Thursday, May 5th.

Today is the first day after the Labor Day holiday, and the instructor’s class is in the morning.

Pu Jie and the three of them rushed to the back row of the classroom, and then found that it was full. They could only walk to the front row and sit down step by step under the watch of the whole class.

Next to him is the girl with glasses who is a study committee member.

Dachun's eyes lit up: "Hi~"

"Go on, don't stop me from communicating with classmate Pu Jie!"

Dachun grievance.jpg.

Then, the girl with glasses and braces turned her head, smiled flatteringly at Pu Jie and said, "Hi ~ Pu Jie."

Pu Jie looked at the overly enthusiastic study committee member with some horror.

You won't be attracted to her, right?

The name of the study committee member is Yuan Jiao. She is an out-and-out academic. She is small in stature and has big thick eyes. When she smiles, she reveals her braces. Her facial features are not bad at all, but... they just don’t look good. look.

Ever since Pu Jie's words "Read thousands of volumes and write like a god" astonished everyone last time, the study committee members have fanatically worshiped him.

Not only did she take the initiative to add him on WeChat, but she also chatted with him when she had nothing to do, hoping to ask him for advice on some literary matters.

Sometimes I can’t help myself, and I will call Dad Pu, er, Teacher Pu.

She is from Jinan, Shandong.

She found all the golden sentences in Pu Jie's "Urban Son-in-law, the Dragon King" and even copied them by herself.

Nowadays, it’s like running backwards.

Pu Jie's attitude towards her was just like Zhu Yinyin's attitude towards him at the beginning.

Be polite yet distant.

"oh."

"hehe."

"I went to take a shower."

At this time, Dachun's cell phone rang.

I hear raindrops falling on the green grass~~~

"Hello? What! There's a spaceship outside!!! Damn, we need to see it!"

Dachun stood up directly and rushed out as the class bell rang.

Study committee member Yuan Jiao put down her cell phone, moved to the side naturally, and sat next to Pu Jie.

"Teacher Pu, today the instructor is going to talk about the script we handed in last month. Are you confident that you will win the first place?"

"puff!"

Next to him, Yuan Hua couldn't help laughing.

"Well, it's hard to say."

Pu Jie didn't have much confidence in the script he wrote.

The original story of "The Man Came From Earth" is great. It is a science fiction film with a rating of 8.6 on Douban. The Chinese version he adapted has the same overall creativity, and even incorporates several popular historical elements in China, but Pu Jie does not I know whether my script's line skills can pass the test. After all, this is a script that relies purely on dialogue to drive the plot.

Yuan Jiao rolled her eyes at Yuan Hua and asked like a smitten girl: "I have read thousands of volumes and written with great energy. Teacher Pu must have spent a lot of time preparing for this script, right?"

"puff!"

Zhang Yang couldn't hold back either.

Yuan Jiao slapped the table: "Why are you laughing? I've tolerated you for a long time!"

The two said in unison: "We think of happy things."

Pujie wiped his sweat.

"It's not too long, cough, the guide is here!"

Yuan Hua, the monitor, quickly stood up and shouted loudly: "Stand up!"

Instructor Wang Xiang walked to the podium and was about to speak when the door in front of him was knocked open.

"boom!"

Dachun rushed in and yelled: "There is no alien spacecraft at all. Who is so wicked? Lie to me!!!"

Tour guide:"."

Three brothers in the dormitory: "."

all the classmates:"."

Then Dachun returned to his seat and found that Yuan Jiao was already sitting there, next to Pu Jie, and the seat next to him was also full.

Yuan Jiao smiled and waved to him: "Go to the first row."

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“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Dachun took his things and walked to the first row and sat down.

Looking up, he found Wang Xiang awkwardly in place.

"Eh? Teacher Wang, you are here, why are you all standing there?"

Wang Xiang glanced at Dachun and pressed his hands.

"Ahem. Hello, classmates, please sit down."

After the Spring Interlude, class began.

Today, Wang Xiang didn't pick up any textbooks, but brought some scripts submitted by students.

The junior assistant coach also came. It seemed to be a tough battle. The instructor was old and often couldn't move himself, so he had to ask the beautiful assistant to move more.

While the teaching assistant was playing with multimedia and ppt with his little butt raised.

Wang Xiang cleared his throat and began to say: "Students, I have read all the first scripts you created this semester. Overall, the progress has been great! It has improved by more than one level compared to the previous semester. It is qualitative. leap!"

"In the words of the novel, it means that he has opened up the two channels of Ren and Du, and officially became a martial arts master."

"It seems that everyone studied very well last semester. They have a basic understanding of the script and can create a complete work on their own."

"Let's take a look at the better works first."

Pu Jie's ears suddenly became prickly!

Last time, he wrote "Urban Son-in-law Dragon King", which was not popular at all, so he had no intention of competing with others. As long as he didn't get scolded by the instructor, it would be good.

But this time, he is confident of getting a good rating!

"Quick, let me feel the title of outstanding student~"

After telling three scripts in a row, Pu Jie didn't even hear the script of "The Man from the Earth"

Instructor: "Next, let's talk about the scripts with more problems."

Yuan Jiao next to her also complained: "What's going on? Teacher Pu's works are not among the outstanding ones. This is unreasonable!"

A fan girl.

Zhang Yang smiled and said: "Isn't that obvious? He's not outstanding! Don't worry, it won't be Brother Jie's turn soon."

"The first is Zhang Yang's "Each One's Own" script, which can be said to be a model of problems. This book basically includes the mistakes that all students in our class can make."

Zhang Yang: (°ー°〃)

Dachun: "Hehehehe~hehehehe~"

"Dachun, why are you laughing? Do you have the nerve to laugh? The next one is your script!"

Oharu:（*゜ー゜*）

Yuan Hua: "Hahahaha, I should have told you that your script is no longer good."

"Yuan Hua, and you, don't write so many embarrassing poems next time, and make me live in a three-bedroom apartment in the office."

Yuan Hua: (￣△￣;)

Seeing that the three brothers fell one after another, Pu Jie laughed heartlessly. Although he was not rated as outstanding, at least he would not be singled out, and his mentality suddenly felt much better.

"Sure enough, human happiness comes from contrast."

Next to her, Yuan Jiao looked admiring.

"Teacher Pu's level is so high! He is not only a poet and writer, but also a great philosopher in the future!"

Pu Jie: "."

He also started picking his toes.

Wang Xiang deserves to be a gold medal screenwriter, and what he talks about is very practical. Most of the students learned a lot of experience in writing scripts from this course, which was like an enlightenment.

Although the scripts of Zhang Yang, Dachun, and Yuan Hua were used as negative teaching materials, the skills of these people improved the fastest.

This is the hand-holding of a gold medal screenwriter.

After class, Pu Jie didn't hear any news about his script, as if he had been forgotten.

"stand up!"

"goodbye teacher!"

"goodbye students."

Wang Xiang put away the lesson plans and said, "Pu Jie, come to my office."

"Huh? Okay."

Pu Jie was a little confused.

Could it be that you were caught secretly deleting the instructor’s posts recently?

He wasn’t banned either!

If you can't ask, just say you don't know. If the system is wrong, you definitely can't admit it.

Pu Jie is ready to argue to the end.

See Pu Jie leaving with the guide.

Yuan Jiao asked: "Do you know why the instructor called Pu Jie?"

Yuan Hua: "It must be a problem with the script. The director has Brother Jie's script in his hand."

Dachun: "Brother Jie's writing is too confusing. I'm afraid he will be scolded by the conductor."

Zhang Yang: "Tsk, tsk~ The thing more terrifying than being caned in class is being caned alone. The homework this time was so strict. Brother Jie was fooled into it in two days. Even if I didn't use my brain, I couldn't write 25,000 words in two days." !”

"Ah this."

Yuan Jiao looked worried, but when she thought of Pu Jie's irrepressible literary talent.

A man like him, no matter where he is, is like a firefly in the dark, so bright and outstanding.

"What if Pu Jie's script is particularly good and the director takes a liking to it?"

The three people in the dormitory were stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed.

"Hahahahahaha~"

In the instructor's office, Wang Xiang looked serious.

"Pu Jie, has this script been registered on the film and television creator website?"

There will be more in a while