Because of the sudden change, the assistant director in charge of stage management and the chief director who controlled everything were caught off guard at this moment.
But a director is a director, especially a director who is accustomed to all kinds of emergencies.
"Cut, cut to Yi An's face, and the actors who cast him!"
The assistant director in charge of stage management immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and gave orders.
Immediately, camera operators pointed their cameras at Yang Fan and the actors who chose him.
"The host follows up and asks why!"
At this moment on the stage, the host He Zhou heard the prompt from the headset.
He naturally turned his face, looked at Yang Fan, and said with surprise: "Screenwriter Yi An, are you also here to participate in the show? I also know about your "First Love" two years ago..."
It's all about the scene, but as an experienced variety show host, He Zhou can handle it well.
"me…"
When an opportunity appears in front of you, can you seize it? This is a question with no single answer.
Yang Fan was a little nervous at the moment. He repeated the two words "I", which made his mind go blank.
"Don't be nervous. Speak slowly, Yi An."
At this moment, Qi Tong, who was sitting at the instructor's table, spoke with a loving face.
The professional judges immediately exclaimed.
Even the other three instructors looked at Yang Fan in surprise.
Obviously, none of them expected that Teacher Qi Tong would comfort Yang Fan.
"Yi Anda, come on!"
At this moment, Yang Qingmeng was standing in the middle of the professional judging panel, waving his fist and cheering towards Yang Fan.
At this moment, countless people and actors immediately realized that this Yi An was not simple.
"I choose Yi Anda!"
"I choose Teacher Yi An!"
"I choose..."
A few more actors were quickly added, and Yang Fan was chosen.
At this moment, Yang Fan was relieved of his nervousness after being encouraged by Teacher Qi Tong and Yang Qingmeng.
He didn't look at the actors who chose him at the back. He knew that these were opportunists who were looking for someone else's meal.
He just looked at the three actors who chose him in the first place, including Shen Songwen.
"Brother Shen Songwen, I met him in the dressing room. We have an agreement that he will choose me and I will present him the best script."
"So he chose me, I was a little touched, but not surprised."
"I would like to ask why you two chose me?"
Yang Fan looked at the two actors and asked with a complicated face.
The two actors looked at each other.
Then the young actor took the microphone and spoke with some excitement: "Yi Anda, my name is Jiang Yitian, and I used to be a patient with depression."
"Because of my broken love, I couldn't get out of the shadow of depression."
"I even committed suicide once. My parents stayed with me in shifts 24 hours a day, fearing that I would commit suicide."
After he said these words, the whole audience was in an uproar.
I didn't expect that this handsome young actor would have such a past.
"Later I saw Yi Anda on my mobile phone, your short play "First Love", although it was only thirty-five minutes, these thirty-five minutes made me understand that life should not only be about love, but also about family affection.
Friendship, responsibility and responsibility.”
"The Yu Nuoran you wrote can look at each other and smile with Ding Fei in the rain, and so can I."
"Later, after my depression improved, I continued to study. In June of this year, I was successfully admitted to the Shanghai Academy of Drama!"
"Your works have given me a second life, thank you."
The young man bowed deeply, his eyes full of tears.
Yang Fan's eyes were moist at this moment, and he felt inexplicably happy in his heart.
At least he knew that his screenwriting career for several years had been successful.
He brought hope to others and saved a young man who attempted suicide. This is his meaning.
The warmth is still there!
Your life is meaningful.
At this moment, Yang Fan's confidence improved a lot and he became more calm.
He is not dew in the sun, his life has left traces and influenced others.
This kind of recognition is really good.
"Teacher Yi An, hello, my name is Song Yan. I was also inspired by your "First Love" after watching it. I also gave up on myself because I met a scumbag."
"I once weighed 180 pounds."
"But now I only weigh 110 pounds. You can see my figure. Is it beautiful?"
The second actress is a beautiful young girl who playfully shows off her slim figure.
"I am now a senior student at Dongjiang Film and Television Academy, and I choose to pursue a career in art."
"So for my first screen debut, I am willing to give it to Teacher Yi An!"
Yang Fan bowed to her and thanked her for her choice.
He was very moved now, and his whole body was full of strength and energy.
The dejection, confusion, and confusion that I once had are all gone.
Although he has just been released from prison, he has already been able to gradually adapt to his new life.
"Okay, a total of eight actors have chosen you. Now please reverse the selection and choose three people to cooperate with!"
Host He Zhou looked at Yang Fan with a smile.
Yang Fan nodded, then looked directly at Shen Songwen and the others.
As for the other actors who chose him later, he didn't pay attention.
"Shen Songwen, Jiang Yitian, Song Yan, welcome to join my team!"
At this moment, I have light.
Warm applause slowly erupted from around the stage.
This applause is not only for Yi An, but also for these actors, and even for their memories and time of watching "First Love".
After all, there are many people in the audience who have watched the short drama "First Love".
The communication channel of the Internet is obviously the fastest.
This is the power of the Internet.
After half an hour, the recording part ended.
Yang Fan successfully got the opportunity.
Short plays are his specialty.
Recording center, stairway.
"Let's go out for a meal."
Shen Songwen suggested, looking at Yang Fan, then at Jiang Yitian and Song Yan.
"Yang Fan~"
Just as Yang Fan was about to answer Shen Songwen, Yang Qingmeng's shout came from behind.
Shen Songwen and the other three were immediately shocked and looked at Yang Fan.
They thought what happened on the stage was just a coincidence.
It turns out that Yang Fan and Yang Qingmeng really know each other? Are they related to each other? After all, they both have the surname Yang.
"Yang Da, I was on the stage just now. Thank you for your encouragement!"
Yang Fan opened his mouth and thanked Yang Qingmeng.
Without the encouragement from him and Teacher Qi Tong, he might really have missed the opportunity.
"Okay, it's not a big deal."
Yang Qingmeng waved his hand carelessly, and then looked at the three actors Shen Songwen.
"Hello, Teacher Shen, you are my idol!"
Yang Qingmeng took the initiative to reach out and look at Shen Songwen.
Shen Songwen shook hands with Yang Qingmeng in a daze, and asked in confusion: "Are you kidding me? Why am I your idol?"
"Your acting skills are very good. Although the TV series you filmed are not famous, your acting skills are really superb."
"Yang Fan, you should write a script for Teacher Shen, he deserves it!"
When Yang Qingmeng said this, he asked Yang Fan seriously.
She is not only Yang Fan's recommender, but also Yang Fan's boss.
"Okay, I will definitely do it!"
Yang Fan nodded solemnly, saying he would do his best to seize this opportunity.
"Then... let's go to dinner?"
Shen Songwen asked from the side.
Yang Fan shook his head: "No, I won't eat."
The script will be finalized this afternoon and then handed over to the program team.
Tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning, the short play will be edited and turned into a finished film.
Then the second period of recording will be carried out and the PK in the big melee mode will be carried out.
So time is tight and the task is heavy.
"I don't have time to eat, I'm going to write a script now!"
Yang Fan was really pressed for time, and the other screenwriters had prepared the scripts in advance.
The only thing he needs to do is create on the spot. It takes a maximum of four hours to write a short play of about eight minutes, which is very stressful.
"Then... let's go practice our acting skills."
When Shen Songwen saw that Yang Fan was working so hard, he had no intention of eating, so he took the initiative to call Jiang Yitian and Song Yan to the rehearsal room.
The recording center of Dongjiang Provincial Television Station is very large, and the entire floor is available for them to use.
Whether it is a rehearsal room, indoor shooting, editor, reception room, tea room, lounge, etc.
Yang Qingmeng shook his head, then turned around and left, going home.
She doesn’t have any tasks, she’s only responsible for making comments.
This is the advantage of a famous screenwriter.
Yang Fan found an unused tea room, asked the staff for a computer, and sat here to write the script.
He already had a direction and a draft, he just needed to write it out.
There is only one protagonist, and that is Shen Songwen.
He wants to adapt an eight-minute short play based on Shen Songwen's early experiences.
He has already chosen the name.
Short play one: "The Best Actor by Candlelight"
Male One: Father, Shen Cong (played by Shen Songwen)
Second Male: Son, Shen Xiaoxiao (played by Jiang Yitian)
Female first: cancer patient, Jiang Meng (played by Song Yan)
Supporting roles: two doctors, one reporter, and an extra who plays Jiang Meng's mother.
The structure has been set up, and the next step is to fill in the plot.
Yang Fan got into the mood, and the writing became smoother and smoother.
A familiar crackling sound sounded in the tea room.
Although four hours of maximum creative time were given, for Yang Fan at this moment.
It only took him less than thirty minutes to write this script.
After writing, find the email of the program team and click send!
Sent successfully!
Yang Fan took a deep breath, and the stone in his heart fell.
He leaned back, resting his head on his hands, with a leisurely posture.
It's a pity that this is not home, otherwise it would be better to have another cup of coffee.
This was his previous creative habit.
Ring bell…
The phone rang, Yang Fan picked it up and took a look.
My wife Xia Ruhua called.
"Hey, Ruhua, are you off work?"
Yang Fan asked his wife with a smile. He was obviously in a good mood.
But there was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time.
Finally, Xia Ruhua's low tone reached Yang Fan's ears.