Chapter Nineteen Is This Real Enough?
Lin Jinyan sat down on the sofa, rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers.
‘First of all… Since it is a transnational love, you must give someone a reason to go abroad.’
‘The male protagonist can directly follow the original animation’s character and then arrange a setting for studying abroad on this basis…’
‘The heroine changed to an ordinary female college student who worked part-time in a ramen shop and stayed alone in a big city…’
‘Next, we will use several sets of shots to show the unexpected encounter between the two, and then have a good impression of each other…’
‘The plot afterwards is too dull, so I have to make some trouble. Well… I changed it to the heroine’s family and I had to drop out of school and work full-time. Then, in order to save rent, I moved to the hero’s house…’
While thinking, Lin Jinyan quickly recorded the content of his ideas in a mobile phone memo.
He knew very well that the bloody plot in the text and the bloody plot in the misunderstanding of the MAD are completely different concepts.
As long as he can handle the picture performance of the misunderstanding plot in MAD, he can bring those people into the plot while the audience shouts "Damn it", and then let them not feel any disgusted in their hearts even though they know it is bloody.
This is an effect that is impossible to achieve in many ordinary film and television dramas.
After the written record was completed, he continued to think about it.
‘Add to the next level, there are love plots that the audience likes... If you want to achieve this part, you probably need to refer to those relatively high-quality film and television clips, or ask Fang Tang’s impressions and opinions directly at that time.’
‘The climax part… you can put the environment under the dark night, and the heroine’s inferiority complex finally broke out in a certain incident, trying to escape from the hero’s side… In the end, the hero is recovering the heroine and the two hugged each other…’
‘Tsk, this picture is a bit tooth-pain just thinking about it. If you really want to be shocking and even make your scalp numb, you probably have to put more effort into the connection between the picture performance and the background music and try it a few more times.’
Lin Jinyan recorded the plot outline and wrote down his complaints to remind himself.
To be honest, since the body has its own "in-brain film playback" function, the most time-consuming issue for ordinary people is the easiest step for him.
What he really needs to pay attention to is actually the problem of video production and picture performance.
And these problems can only be achieved by relying on him to try again and again, and to make most of the details perfect enough to barely meet the requirements of making a fine video.
‘The final picture can be considered in the last part of the climax part; or the addition of a few beautiful pictures to finish... How to operate it specifically has to be considered from the perspective of the overall effect...’
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After sorting out the general plot of the video, Lin Jinyan breathed a sigh of relief and stood up and returned to the bedroom.
It was only nine o'clock when he was still energetic.
At this time, he was basically still playing games in the study and would not return to the bedroom until it was almost eleven o'clock.
Now that he can't get in the study, and he doesn't want to waste his time on brushing his phone, he decided to continue practicing his painting skills.
His bedroom also has a desk with complete paper and pens, but most of the desktop has been occupied by various debris, and the available space is far less than the desk in the study.
He spent two minutes to clean up the desktop, then took a pencil and began to quickly outline the image of the heroine Erina Osawa according to the scene he had conceived in his mind.
Perhaps because I have learned for a long time, I naturally feel a little more inertia in my heart.
Although he still can't say he likes it, he can now slowly immerse himself in the world of painting and enjoy the entire process of painting.
Time passes quickly.
The image of a girl on the paper is gradually becoming fuller, and many details are presented one by one, and soon they have gained the trait that belongs only to her.
The painting is finished.
Lin Jinyan let out a light breath and temporarily put away his pen.
Just then...
"Dongdong--"
"Lin Jinyan~"
Fang Tang's tentative shouts rang outside the bedroom door with a knock on the door.
Lin Jinyan put his pen holder horizontally and responded without looking back: "The door is not locked, come in."
Click-
A crack was opened, and a small head was poked into the door frame: "What are you doing?"
"Practice sketching." Lin Jinyan looked back and was slightly stunned, then said with some amusement, "What are your postures? Are you afraid that I will eat you?"
"I'm afraid that you are doing something more important and I dare not disturb you." Fang Tang said, opening the door and walking to him, lowering his head to glance at the painting on the table, "I'm still painting the girl in the morning?"
"Well... I want to practice more and strive to show the best results in the video." Lin Jinyan put down his pencil and turned around and asked, "What's the matter when I come here so late?"
This was not the first time the other party walked into his room, but it was the first time that he walked into his room after ten o'clock in the evening.
The current situation seems a bit subtle.
Fang Tang reached out and pulled the sleeve on his arm: "Take off his clothes."
"Ah?" Lin Jinyan thought he had heard it wrong, so he raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him in a daze, "What did you say?"
"Didn't you agree to help you wash your clothes during the day?"
Fang Tang looked at the white T-shirt on his body, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face, as if he was thinking about what to do with it for a while, "When it's still early, you take it off and I'll go and wash it for you."
"Are you serious?" Lin Jinyan did not move.
"Of course I'm serious. Haven't we all agreed?" Fang Tang turned his head and stretched out his hand to pull his sleeves.
Lin Jinyan frowned slightly, stared at her eyes and asked, "Are you sure you really came here for this?"
Fang Tang pursed his lips tightly and didn't say anything.
Facing Lin Jinyan, who looked serious at this moment, she really couldn't say anything against her will.
'really……'
Lin Jinyan was facing her, stretching his brows and asked in a gentle tone, "What the hell is going on?"
"Just..." Fang Tang hesitated for a moment, and said slowly in a low voice, "I feel it's a bit unreal."
"Isn't it true?" Lin Jinyan said in confusion.
"It just feels like you said something you liked me under my induction. If I didn't take the initiative yesterday..."
"Fang Tang!" Lin Jinyan suddenly interrupted her.
"What?" Fang Tang was slightly stunned, and he didn't react.
Lin Jinyan stood up, looked at her helplessly, then stretched out his hands and gently hugged her into his arms.
Chapter completed!