There is a noun in comedy called expectation breaking, which means first uses the previous scene paragraphs to guide the audience's ideas, form an expectation, and then break this expectation to create jokes.

Many classic jokes about mentally retarded use this routine.

The 80-year-old lady stepped onto the bus and took a seat. The driver silently pressed the ejection device.

Simple, mindless and very direct.

Jiang Wen is well aware of this. For example, in this movie, evil and evil do not suppress justice, he used this routine many times.

This is his style. When Ji Yun designed the absurd plot, he could only follow his style.

The hint left before is to steal the wind and not the snow, which leads the audience to think that Li Tianran, played by Ji Yun, is timid.

However, in the next scene, Ji Yun was grabbing a huge broom and sweeping the snow.

As long as the snow is clean, there will be no footprints left.

The camera is divided into far and near, and the nearest is Ji Yun who cleans up the snow. Originally, Ichiro is showing off his "deep" Chinese cultural heritage.

A shot divides the scene clearly.

The focal length changes, and the main perspective becomes Kenichiro's lens.

He was showing off his knowledge.

"Confucius said that only women and villains are difficult to raise. If they are close, they will not be inferior, and if they are far away, they will be resentful."

Put down the book, "Who is a woman? Who is a villain? Confucius said that his little wife is his servant. It is difficult for him to raise him, that is his problem. I think it is not difficult to raise him at all, because I don't even have a wife."

"Hahahaha." The students in the audience burst into laughter.

"Zhuangzi said: If a saint dies, there will be no end to the thief. Who is the saint? The saint is the teaching person, and I am the saint."

He pointed at Ji Yun who was sweeping the snow at the door, "What is the big thief? The big thief is the thief, he is the thief."

The camera turned around suddenly, and Ji Yun paused to sweep the floor.

In the picture, Ji Yun turned around with difficulty, leaving a back view.

As he turned around, the camera changed from left and right structure to upper and lower structure.

Standing in the middle of the huge wooden door, Ji Yun raised his head slightly, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at him.

The toes began to lightly tap the ground unconsciously, interpreting the uneasiness in his heart.

Before he could escape, Kit Ichiro spoke first.

"Haha." He smiled, "I'm not saying he's a thief, for example."

It was still the back. After the other party said this, Jiang Wen could clearly see that the other party's shoulders relaxed, and even escaped from the tense atmosphere.

Although there was no line, everyone seemed to feel him breathing a sigh of relief.

"Students are called disciples, and saints are guardians. If the saints do not die, the thief will not be able to go into the house to steal things..."

Turn around and continue sweeping the snow.

The weather in Yunnan is not hot, but white mist has emerged above Ji Yun's head.

"Card! Perfect! Handsome! Great!"

Jiang Wen said three praises in a row, and his face still showed a hint of aftertaste.

In the next scene, Ji Yun disappeared in front of the door. When Kenichiro was telling the fallacies of the saint and the thief, Ji Yun quietly took away his seal and long sword.

It can also be regarded as giving the perfect end to this absurd paragraph.

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"This idea is good, are there any other paragraphs?"

Ji Yun was eating popsicles and reading the script, "No more."

Jiang Wen was a little unwilling to give up and said with some unsatisfactory: "Your design is pretty good."

According to his psychological feelings, the script written by Ji Yun before was completely different from this story.

The previous story was a story in his mind that Ji Yun could recover perfectly, so that he could not pick up any thorns.

Of course this is nonsense. Ji Yun wrote his own ideas before, but he just moved it out in advance.

He didn't think of this passage, and Ji Yun could perfectly fit his style after writing it.

This is not a simple job, the problem is that his movie is the author's movie.

As the editor-in-chief, I control the context of every story.

So everyone in the huge screenwriter troupe can give suggestions, but they cannot give suggestions.

I can only crush my ideas into powder and embed them in my works like sprinkling gold.

"Your idea of ​​sweeping snow is a bit profound."

Ji Yun opened his mouth and looked at Jiang Wen with some confusion, "My sister has a deep meaning. I just wrote it casually to highlight the character's personality."

He didn't have that leisure, and even if it weren't for the fact that this film was invested by himself, he would have thought about it extra in this paragraph.

These directors are all from reading comprehension, especially Jiang Wen. He is crazy about burying some metaphors and making some satire every day. He wants to put some thoughts into each paragraph.

His part is really not that good. It is a highlight. It is still a thousand miles away from becoming a classic.

However, Jiang Wen looked at Ji Yun who was stealing from the monitor and accompanied by the "Sage Immortal Thieves" bgm, and his mouth was full of a happy New Year tone.

Ji Yun said that he had no unnecessary thoughts, but Jiang Wen just thought that he was too modest.

After all, why did I, someone who is a close friend of mine, have no ideas?

He hugged his neck, "It's okay, my nephew, since we have written it, we won't be afraid that others will interpret it too much. There are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand people, and they will be right no matter what they think."

"Okay OK."

Ji Yun nodded helplessly. This kind of thing was done by a literati. He was just a rough man, very thick, and he really had no literary and artistic cells.

What you write is not enough to be pondered.

"Then you write another paragraph."

Jiang Wen was very good at temptation, and finally revealed his desire again.

Ji Yun rolled his eyes, "I can't write it anymore. How long is your movie?"

"Can the movie length be deleted when editing? Let's shoot more and have more choices when editing the movie."

"There are no large paragraphs, but you can polish it a little on the sentence."

"That's fine!" Jiang Wen was a little regretful.

But he knew that Ji Yun had his own considerations. He was from the perspective of directors, while Ji Yun was from the perspective of making money.

This added part of the character Li Tianran was just a little more vivid.

From this perspective, Ji Yun is still a bit too vulgar.

It's not good to be young and covered in copper smell.

Jiang Wen shook his head silently, I have to give him a straight face.

"How are you and Wan Qian?"

Ji Yun widened his eyes. How could such a big director be so clean about scattering other people's walls?

Feeling that what he said might be ambiguous, Jiang Wen coughed twice, "I want to say that you were planning to shoot a film about fake money some time ago?"

"Yes, do you want to act?"

Ji Yun just handed over the words, but Jiang Wen really nodded.

"I can participate in the show, but my pay is very high."

"How tall? That's three or four floors?"
Chapter completed!