Rebirth of the big screenwriter

A feeling of remembrance.

27. Creating 'The True Colors of a Hero' 2

The waiting time is long and boring, and all the psychological emptiness and loneliness we have to face during the waiting process are unbearable.Huang Pu Rui, his temperament is just like his name, there is a word for Rui, but he is born wise.

Wisdom, that is the endorsement of decisive, smart, confident, wise... and many other words.And there are very few people who can be worthy of the word "wisdom".

As for Huang Pu Rui, he is smart, confident, courageous, knows how to judge the situation, and has strong patience and relaxation.He knows what state of mind to maintain on what occasion.He is very good at controlling his various mentalities.

However, since the reunion with Xiao Nan this time, everything has quietly changed.He is still wise.But his wisdom is to a certain extent, when facing Xiao Nan, he will lose control, and everything will go off the original track.

When eating for a while, Xiao Nan clearly told him.Don't bother him writing the script, and leave him alone.Just let him create quietly by himself.It's okay even if you don't eat for a day.

At that time, he promised very well, and he didn't think there was anything wrong. He felt that all the arrangements were reasonable.However, when he saw the passage of time hour by hour, from 6 to 7, from 8 to 9, from 10 to 11-12, and from 1 to 3, he could no longer control the feeling in his heart. Anxiety and restlessness that have run rampant.

He left Nan Feng again, rushed upstairs alone, and pushed open the door of the study.After pushing the door open, such a picture appeared in front of his eyes.

The dinner he served in the evening was still there without moving, and Xiao Nan was still sitting there, his slender and beautiful ten fingers were beating the silent keyboard at a crazy speed, his Bright streamers flickered in the bright eyes, staring closely at the computer screen.

Looking at his delicate and fair face, and feeling the calm breath emanating from him, Huang Pu Rui felt that his nervous and anxious mood gradually calmed down.

Fortunately, he is still fine, Huang Pu Rui said in his heart, heaving a sigh of relief.Afraid of disturbing him, Huang Pu Rui turned around very gently and went downstairs again.

Nan Feng watched Huang Pu Rui come down the stairs with a sigh of relief, and a strange feeling crossed his heart.He glanced at the door of the study subconsciously, and said in his heart: Who on earth is so crazy, so patient, and can stay upstairs without moving for such a long time.

It can't be blamed for Nan Feng having such an idea.Because, since he came here in the afternoon, he has been downstairs, and the rest is the same.I didn't go upstairs at all, and I don't know what the person who wrote the script upstairs was like.But he guessed it would definitely not be a woman.Because he knew Huang Pu Rui didn't like women.The reason why he guessed it wasn't a woman was because he could tell from the change in Huang Pu Rui's expression.

But no matter what kind of person he is, if he has such perseverance and insists on staying in the room for so long, no matter what the script is, is it an ideal script?This persistence alone, the passion for creation, has already made Nan Feng faintly appreciate it.

Seeing Huang Pu Rui coming downstairs but not sitting down, Nan Feng raised his head to look at him and said, "A Rui, what's wrong?"

Huang Pu Rui shook his head and said, "It's okay. By the way, Nan Feng, help me look upstairs. He didn't eat the food I sent over at night, and he was still writing the script there. It's been eight hours, and I I’m afraid that his body won’t be able to bear it, so I’ll go out and buy him something else.”

Afraid that his body won't be able to take it?Nan Feng's opinion of that person added another layer.He nodded and said, "Don't worry."

"Yeah." With that said, Huang Pu Rui picked up his clothes and car keys and left.

Watching the door close, I heard the sound of the car starting.Then I heard the sound of a car driving out.Nan Feng looked upstairs again.

This time, he didn't sit still and study the stock market as before.He got up from the sofa and walked slowly upstairs.When he came to the study, he gently pushed the study door open and looked up to the computer.

Coincidentally, at this time, Xiao Nan finished writing the paragraph where Xiao Ma stole the video tape from the gang and left, was chased and killed by the gang, and Ah Hao showed up to help him.

At this point, the merits and virtues have almost been completed, Xiao Nan felt a little tired, so he stopped typing.As soon as his spirit relaxed, he felt even more tired. He leaned back on the soft chair and closed his eyes, not noticing that he had become the scenery in someone's eyes.

Nan Feng was surprised. He didn't expect that the scriptwriter would be such a, um, how should I put it, it should be such a young, handsome and handsome boy.Looks like 17-18 years old?Of course, Huang Pu Rui is not stupid enough to judge a person's real age from his appearance.

He was even more surprised, surprised that Huang Pu Rui would like such a boy, and it was obvious that this boy held a very important position in Huang Pu Rui's heart.

Young boys write passionate scripts.Does he have life experience?Does he have creative experience?Can he really read what he wrote?Can you shoot?This is not a joke, is it?

One question after another emerged from Nan Feng's mind.He looked at Xiao Nan with a look of scrutiny.

After squinting and resting for a while, feeling her spirit slowly returning, Xiao Nan slowly opened her eyes, but she saw a pair of black eyes as deep as the sea, with a scrutiny.And when those black eyes saw him open his eyes, they still looked at him with undiminished scrutiny, as if they wanted to see him through their eyes.

man.Manly man.Seems very aggressive?Xiao Nan frowned slightly, and said, "What about him, who are you?"

Xiao Nan just intuitively felt that the man's eyes were too deep, and he couldn't see through what was inside.Such a man usually looks calm and restrained, but he is very dangerous.

Wait, why is this man so familiar?Xiao Nan was puzzled.

Well?Nan Feng was surprised.Actually, this boy didn't know him?When did he become so unpopular?no?

Seeing this man's familiar face, a nerve in Xiao Nan's mind finally trembled.It's him, Nan Feng.Why is he here, where is Huang Pu Rui?

Xiao Nan finally reacted and knew who this man was.But his mentality calmed down after that moment of surprise.

After a moment of surprise, Nan Feng came back to his senses, and he said: "My name is Nan Feng, A Rui's friend, A Rui said you didn't eat, let me watch you, he went out to buy some food, and he will be back in a while."

"Oh, got it. Sit down." Xiao Nan pointed to the sofa next to him calmly.

It was the first time that Nan Feng encountered someone who could ignore his charm so calmly and face him so calmly after hearing who he was.

There's something interesting about this boy.It wasn't because of his temper that he was so indifferent, or because he was acting deliberately, Nan Feng said in his heart.

The feeling of exhaustion eased, and the feeling of hunger hit.The milk on the table was already cold, but Xiao Nan felt hungry, so he was going to drink the cold milk.While drinking milk, Xiao Nan looked at the time on the lower right corner of the computer, and found that it was already past three o'clock in the morning. Remembering that she had been sitting here for several hours, Xiao Nan stood up from the chair, walked past Nan Feng and walked out .I'm going to go back to my room to wash, and I'll go to the kitchen to find something to eat later.Then move on to writing the script.

The two of them didn't know each other well at first, apart from Nan Feng feeling that Xiao Nan was a little too cold and ignoring his charm too much, Nan Feng felt that everything was fine.

After Xiao Nan walked out, Nan Feng moved.He moved from the sofa to the computer and sat down on the chair.Pick up the mouse to watch the so-called 'classic script' that Huang Pu Rui said.

After flipping through a few pages, Nan Feng couldn't move his eyes away.He could clearly feel his heartbeat speeding up as the mouse rolled the gears. 'Bang bang bang, bang bang bang, bang bang bang...'

Half an hour later, when Nan Feng saw Brother Xiao Ma became crippled in order to save Ah Hao, his black eyes suddenly burst into an extremely bright streamer, as dazzling and charming as the stars in the sky.

A script written by a boy who doesn't look like he's underage?impossible?Nan Feng couldn't believe it in his heart, so he continued to browse.

Some time passed.

Is this really the script that the boy wrote?Instead of a long-established masterpiece?A masterpiece by a famous teacher?Nan Feng's emotions were throbbing, and his heart was churning like ocean waves.And his heartbeat was beating crazily along with the words that were like real pictures!

As more and more text and scene fragments appeared in the script, those words gathered and transformed into a colorful picture in his mind: the portrayal of a hero born out of nowhere, brothers who love brothers and sisters in the rivers and lakes, those who talk and laugh The passionate and heroic brotherhood in the manners, the hot gun battle, the smooth movements, the unrestrained and unrestrained nature of a man, the rare love in the dark exile... and so on and so on...

What's next, what's the next story, what's the plot, what's the segment, what about the boy who just wrote the script.

For the first time, Nan Feng lost his composure. He anxiously expected to see the ending, as if a kitten was scratching him, it was crispy, itchy, and he couldn't stop.

After returning to the room, Xiao Nan took a shower, then dried his hair, went to the kitchen to get two pieces of cold pizza, ate while walking, and returned to the study.When he opened the study door, he found that Nan Feng looked at him very strangely.

How should I put it, he felt that Nan Feng's eyes were dark and deep, like a drowning ink-colored undercurrent.And that ink is dark