As a lord, I was forced to farm

Compared to other blank scripts, "Chasing Clouds" already has a concrete storyline.

Da Su's first spirit shadow drama is naturally "Chasing Clouds". Once Ah Feng has sorted out the script and gathered the team, they can start filming directly. Maybe it can even be released during the power competition in Mingxiao City.

So Jiang Ran stayed behind with Ah Feng and talked in detail about the filming for a while.

The cultural and entertainment options in Dasu are very limited.

Perhaps it's not just Dasu; the cultures of other regions aren't much better.

In Jiang Ran's view, the novels, music, paintings, dramas, and so on in this world are far less developed than in her previous life.

Jiang Ran has a pretty good memory; she probably has hundreds of film and television scripts in her head.

However, since this world is completely different from her previous life, those things might not be suitable to be moved here. Besides, she doesn't have the energy to make those things, so it's better to let the Da Su people create them themselves.

However, she carefully crafted her film and television experience from her previous life and told Ah Feng about it.

As Ah Feng listened, the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter. He thought to himself that the rumors about His Highness's erudition and talent were indeed true. His Highness was not only a peerless genius in cultivation, but also had his own unique insights into novel writing. After chatting with His Highness for a while, a steady stream of inspiration for his novels came to him.

"Your Highness, I have been rude." Ah Feng said hastily, borrowed paper and pen, and then buried himself in writing down the thoughts in his mind at a slightly smaller table in the study.

"No wonder he's the author of 'The Tale of Chasing Clouds,' which swept the entire prefecture. Success is no accident." Li Fusheng, who was serving in the study and grinding ink, seemed to sigh as he saw this.

After quickly jotting down his inspiration, Ah Feng had a starting point for how to film "Chasing Clouds".

"Your Highness, finding a good actor is not easy." Ah Feng scratched his head, looking troubled.

"The Legend of Chasing Clouds mainly tells the story of a group of cultivators who strive to cultivate and serve their home city. It depicts many ups and downs, as well as dazzling and magical mystical arts and martial arts. Where can so many cultivators be found? Especially the protagonist, Baili Zhui, where can one find a handsome young man in his teens who is also a cultivator?"

There weren't many cultivators in the county to begin with.

"Why don't we try looking at Suhong Academy?" Li Fusheng suddenly said with a smile.

Ah Feng clapped his hands. "Steward Li is right. Su Hong Academy is full of geniuses, and 'Chasing Clouds' is about a group of teenagers. It would be perfect to cast actors at Su Hong Academy."

He rolled his eyes, then suddenly cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, actually I have a best candidate in mind for the role of Baili Zhui. I can guarantee that if he can become the Baili Zhui in my book, I will definitely be able to make a wonderful spirit shadow drama."

"No."

Jiang Ran didn't even look up, and calmly refused.

Ah Feng was stunned. Jiang Ran's rejection was so decisive that he was at a loss for what to do.

His Highness seemed to already know who Baili Zhui was in his heart.

I felt helpless, but also felt it was within my expectations.

When he created this book, there was naturally a prototype. Ah Feng was very concerned about the prototype's movements. He knew that the prototype was now a favorite of His Highness and was currently focused on cultivation. He would definitely not let his mind be distracted by other things.

Ah Feng knew how much Jiang Ran valued filming the Ghost Shadow drama; otherwise, she wouldn't have taken an afternoon out of her busy schedule to chat with him for so long.

It's just that His Highness cherishes talent more. But he was somewhat unwilling to accept it.

Ah Feng lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought. The only scent in the quiet room was the fragrance of ink and books.

Suddenly, as if he had made up his mind, Ah Feng knelt down with a thud. "Your Highness, I can do without Baili Zhui, but the soul of the character in the book must be there. Otherwise, Ah Feng might not be able to film this ghost story. I beg Your Highness to play the lord in the book..."

Li Fusheng's eyelids twitched, thinking to himself that he hadn't realized Ah Feng was such a hothead.

Asking the Prince to perform in the Ghost Shadow Play is like asking a commoner to make the King dance in public. The Prince even refused to let Hu Lian participate in the Ghost Shadow Play, so how dare he ask the Prince to appear in the Ghost Shadow Play?
Even if Your Highness has a good temper, you shouldn't be so presumptuous.

Li Fusheng felt a slight anger rising within him.

Sure enough, Jiang Ran frowned slightly. "Are you threatening me?"

Although there was no sign of a major outburst of anger, there was already a sense of unease.

Ah Feng smiled bitterly and immediately lowered his head even further. "This humble subject dares not, but the story of Zhui Yunzhi begins with the redemption given by Lord Jiang Zhi Ran. Ah Feng really cannot think of anyone else besides His Highness the Prince, who could make Baili Zhui and others follow him so desperately just by looking at his back and seeing his hand. If just anyone were to play the role, this story would have no persuasiveness or appeal... If Your Highness wishes to blame me, then so be it. Even if you wish to execute this humble subject, I will have no regrets."

"..."

Jiang Ran suspected that the other party was flattering her, but he was flattering her so earnestly that she felt she really had some kind of charm that could make people charge into battle without fear of death.

Everyone loves to hear nice things.

Seeing that Jiang Ran didn't speak, Afeng didn't dare to look up either. A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. He quickly said, "Actually, Your Highness doesn't need to show your face. Just a few close-ups of your back and hands will suffice. It won't take up much of Your Highness's time. It will only take an hour... no, half an hour!"

The story of "Chasing Clouds" is just like that. Although Ah Feng initially lured readers in by using the title of the Prince, the lord Jiang Zhi Ran, who is based on the Prince, is actually very noble and mysterious in the story. He mostly appears in the mouths of the protagonists and others, and his actual appearances are very few. Moreover, every time he appears, he is either wearing a mask or only showing his back.

Seeing Ah Feng's stubborn expression, Jiang Ran fell into deep thought.

Perhaps geniuses always have a strange kind of persistence in strange places.

Jiang Ran, influenced by her past life, didn't have any particularly inferior ideas about actors. However, Ah Feng's dedication to his work impressed her.

Perhaps this person can really bring a good work to Da Su and inject fresh blood into Da Su.

She certainly had high expectations for "The Legend of Chasing Clouds".

Jiang Ran narrowed her eyes and scanned Ah Feng for a moment. "Since you've sent me, you'd better be prepared to lose something if the final result is unsatisfactory."

Ah Feng felt as if the gaze directed at him was a cold knife, piercing his skin with pain.

His body was cold and aching, but his heart was burning with fervor. Ah Feng nodded hastily, afraid that His Highness the Prince would regret it. "If I cannot satisfy His Highness the Prince, Ah Feng is willing to bear any consequences, even if it means death."

"Then get up."

The ground was probably too cold; when Ah Feng got up, his knees were stiff, and he almost fell. (End of Chapter)