acting substitution syndrome

Robry opened the group.

These days, the 'Alliance of Worried Women and Their Unprogressive Pigs' is a bit lonely, because most of the women are busy working on KPIs...no, they are busy increasing hits for Robbie's new drama.

"Magic Lamp" has been scolded to the sky by netizens because of its wonderful shape, thunderous plot, and bloody turning point... It has enriched the material library of countless up owners of Xiaopozhan.

Of course, the up hosts are also very good at commenting on this drama, and the titles are all novel and unusual, such as '5 minutes to take you to explain the most bloody drama king of the year, the drama that shattered the eyeballs, sorry, I really can't handle it, you Can you resist for a few minutes? '

The barrage below is also very exciting, but after watching the 5-minute commentary with relish, most of the onlookers actually clicked on the candy video and started to watch "The Magic Lamp".

Of course, there are also audiences from "The Actor", because "The Magic Lamp" used the gimmick of "Chai Nan", which is the sister chapter of the little boy selling matches, so it attracted many audiences.

To say that the show "Magic Lamp" is pretty bad, just like "Chai Nan", the core content of the bad street, but there is something so touching in this kind of bad vulgarity.

Take Chai Nan as an example, just going back to the past is bad vulgarity, but with family affection, it is different.

Who has no regrets?

Who doesn't want to make up for regrets?

As for the show "Magic Lamp", the core content is that the poor carved silk has become a rich man, do you have a Beijing hukou?

No, this is a ruse by screenwriter Qian Xing.

I have to say that most of the online dramas and movies nowadays, especially some popular male novels, are all a routine that can be seen and touched, that is, a bowl at the beginning, being bullied, How did the oppressed hero overthrow the three mountains, shocking the world step by step, reaching the peak when meeting gods and killing gods, meeting Buddhas and killing Buddhas.

People, especially men who like to pick their feet at home, love this routine.

The poor become the rich, and the low-level people become the superior. The boss who used to yell at you as a blood-spouting boss surrendered at your feet. Before, your goddess was not a bird and your goddess was low-key and small. You can still collect countless such women.

"The Magic Lamp" is also such a routine. With money, everything will be different.

See too much, this is bad vulgarity.

What really touches people is that in this drama, if you have money, you can get the care of your relatives, the love of your girlfriend, the praise of your boss, and the flattery of others.

How realistic.

The core is money.

It is because of this that Qian Xing's works are called magic realism.

Is it magical?

No, that's reality.

When you watch the drama "Magic Lamp", you will feel... so fucking fucked up.

Fuckingly realistic.

There are many days of thunder and blood in the front, and there will be more reality and cruelty in the back.

This feeling... Probably only those who have been defeated by life can experience it.

I don't know when, the score of "The Magic Lamp" on Douban has risen from 4.9 in the beginning to 6.3, and it seems... It is still rising secretly.

Later, there were even a few powerful Douban film critics who made recommendations: "... go watch it, this drama is interesting, as long as you endure the first few episodes, and watch the end, you will know that what I said is right of."

At the beginning, under their recommendation, only a few people responded, and then slowly...it increased to more than 100, and later, it rose to more than 1000.

Zhihu Big V made a recommendation: "A friend recommended me to watch a small-budget online drama. I just watched episode by episode to relax before going to bed. At the beginning, I watched with my eyes and thought about other things with my brain. Later, I saw with my eyes, and my mind couldn't think of anything else. Later, I saw myself, ridiculous and lonely. I thought that if I met the lamp god, I would also say the same three wishes as Tintin. , It turns out that I have worked hard in Beijing for so many years to realize these three wishes... We are the slaves of our wishes, and we have been slaves to them for 20 years."

This drama is like a banana. Those who can eat it have to peel off its skin to reveal the fruit.

Inside the screenwriter's studio.

A senior screenwriter chatted with Qian Daheng, and they talked about the drama "Magic Lamp".

"Old Qian, do you know about an online drama recently?" I heard him say, "The screenwriter Qiqi recommended it to me. He said that this drama is really bad. It's really bad, but the story is not bad."

Qian Daheng raised his head from a thick stack of script manuscripts: "What drama?"

"It's called "The Shameful Aladdin's Lamp," the screenwriter took out the script: "I asked the producer for their script, you can read it."

Qian Daheng took it and glanced at it, "Oh, it's a real story, with ironic meaning, isn't it?"

Who is Qian Daheng, the top person in the screenwriting pyramid in China, he can tell the level of any book at a glance, and he can even figure out the level of the movie adapted from the script through the script.

"The story has no connotation, the lines are superficial, and vulnerable. It can be seen that the intention is to cater to the young audiences today. It is the kind of 'no-brainer' that these video sites are now promoting," Qian Daheng commented: "However, the most core things are well grasped, and there are no messy things."

In the screenwriting courses offered by Qian Daheng, a very important one is that screenwriters should not cram too many things into a short script in order to show their talents.

There are too many hot spots, too many social issues, and too many things that can elevate the theme. If they are all stuffed into one script, this is not art, but a hodgepodge.

In a script, it is enough to clearly express a more noble theme.

"The main line is brisk and clear, self-contained, with a faintly unique style... This should be a young writer, with a bit of aura." Qian Daheng suddenly frowned: "Wait, let me think about this script, I seem to have read it somewhere. "

Just as Qian Daheng was thinking hard, the screenwriter next to him suddenly laughed.

"Of course you should be familiar with it," he said, "This is not someone else's work, it's your son Qian Xing's work, congratulations, old Qian, there are successors!"

Qian Daheng was taken aback for a moment, and a long, long memory suddenly flooded up.

"Dad, this is the script I wrote," Qian Xing enthusiastically handed over a stack of scripts: "Look at it."

"Get rolling," said Qian Daheng, who needed to concentrate on thinking during the creation process, and his temper was also very irritable: "You, a freshman in high school, know what scripts and creations you know!"

"Bang", the door closed, and Qian Xing, who was sprinting, could barely see through the baffle of the glass window, and saw Qian Daheng inside who was writing hard. The little story he spent more than two months conceiving was never seen Throw it mercilessly in the wastebasket.

"The child sneaks under the quilt every night and writes a story, and you throw it away without reading it?" Qian Xing's mother loves her son's hard work, after all, her electric meter is almost over the limit.

"What do I look for? Is he that material?" Daheng Qian said, "I haven't passed the composition since I was a child. Every time I hold a parent-teacher meeting for him, the teachers don't believe that I am his father. They ask me As a great writer like me, why didn’t my son inherit my writing style at all..."

From childhood to adulthood, Qian Xing's composition has never been understood.

What about "The Metamorphosis of the Frog Prince" and "The New Princess and the Pea", the teachers joked that the bedtime stories that Qian Daheng told his son were too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

But now Qian Daheng suddenly realized that Qian Xing, who was a child, could already see more essential things from these fairy tales, and was already connected with this great world.

His nose couldn't help but slightly sore.

……

As soon as Luo Bri was looking at the phone, he saw a few photos popping up on the screen. A pair of smooth, slippery, white and tender legs immediately attracted many wolfish eyes.

"Hiss hiss."

"Suck, suck, suck."

"I really want to touch..."

Robli was also dazzled by the white light, wondering if some woman in the group had taken the photo, so he heard the foot hair say: "This is Robli's leg."

"Family, do you have an explanation for why Robrie's legs look better than women's legs?"

"That's right, I'm a 21-year-old girl with yellow flowers. I apply body lotion and whitening cream non-stop every day, and I also follow Sister Pa to stretch and thin my legs. My boyfriend never praised my beautiful legs, but yesterday he watched "The Lamp ", I went back several times just to see Robbie's legs, damn it."

"Robbie doesn't have any hair on his legs. Is this still a big man's leg? I measured my boyfriend's leg with the longest hair, 2.78cm..."

Before Robrie had time to speak, something even more explosive came.

"Robribai has these two legs that are comparable to tender models. It's too wasteful to save them for my wife to touch. It would be great if he was a little boy, with a tall and mighty No. 1, and a poor complexion..."

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"Fuck, I'm guilty, I can't restrain myself from making up the picture."

"Fucking sister, why did Ning quit the literary world in the first place?"

"Sister, I want to read your masterpiece now, right now."

Robbie: "..."

It’s nothing more than a group of you fucking women who are greedy for my legs, but also give me a good fan group, and you turned it into an underground pornographic and text exchange group, is it interesting?

This is not a fan, this is the ultimate black fan in the cloak of a diehard fan, right?

Robli had to make them understand that even if I was dead, I was still one of the top!

The author has something to say:

Can I still ask for it?

Think of it as shouting slogans.