Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 42 Rumors
Huo An packed his backpack and said goodbye to his father.

In recent days, in addition to performing on the street with the Wrangler Troupe, he also goes to the Hybrid Behemoths' magic shadow performance training classes twice a week.

Although the days of performing on the street were tiring, I felt much more relaxed mentally. In the past, when I was in the theater, I was either an aristocrat who spoke in a roundabout way, or a professional critic who could find fault with any detail.

Those critics are nothing more than gangsters in formal attire. If a theater company doesn't pay them "protection fees" on time, they will spare no effort to attack it, using high-sounding excuses like discriminating against actors today and disrespecting ethnic traditions tomorrow...

Bullshit! It's all bullshit!
To make a living on the streets at least you have to rely on your skills. If you act badly, no one will watch you, but if you act well, the money will come naturally.

Having said that, the meal was indeed not very tasty. In the first few weeks, apart from the idle children, almost no one supported them.

At that time, he also realized how ridiculous the script he wrote was, about a delivery man living in a room with a river view.

But things have been getting better recently, and they have gradually figured out a way of performing that the public likes.

In addition, in order to get familiar with magic filming, several young people in the troupe signed up for the acting classes offered by the actors of “The Journey to the Holy Mountain”.

In the class, you can not only learn new performance methods, but also get in touch with some equipment unique to the magic shadow shooting scene.

Everything else was fine, but that thing called a camera was really weird. I couldn't tell whether it was a human or a machine, and it felt eerie when I got close to it.

The Wrangler Theatre was not far from where the class was held, so they arrived very early.

But not the earliest.

The first to arrive are always a few aristocratic ladies wearing heavy makeup, who have a lot of free time and are very efficient.

They called themselves Marin's "mom fans" and would give Marin many gifts every time they came to class. Raul would always refuse them, but they would keep the gifts, so Raul had to distribute the gifts to the children nearby.

It was obvious that they were not there for class. Their main job in class was to flirt with Mr. Raul, who made it clear that he would be loyal to Marlene's mother, and then they liked it even more.

But they couldn't be kept out. No matter where Mr. Raul moved the classroom, they would buy that place and become the landlord.

So Huo An felt that these ladies might not be Malin’s mom fans, but they really wanted to be Malin’s mothers.

While writing comedy skits, Huo An did not forget his dream of writing magic scripts, but he kept writing and revising but could not find the feeling.

About half an hour later, the students arrived one after another and Raul prepared to start the class.

Today we will talk about how to draw materials from daily life and use physical performances to create strong comedic effects.

This is the Huo An family's signature skill, but it became less and less familiar after they moved into the theater, and they only picked it up again recently.

As a demonstration, Raul and the shapeshifter in the troupe acted out a simple plot. A director was looking for an extra to perform a scene of eating noodles. It happened that the actor who came for the audition was very hungry. He swallowed the noodles directly the first few times. The director asked him to slow down, but he couldn't eat anymore later, so the director urged him to speed up.

Very interesting role transformation, how did they come up with such an interesting little script.

Was it written by the boss behind the Drogo Group who has been making a lot of noise recently? I heard that he also wrote "A Trip to the Sacred Mountain".

The performance in the classroom was extremely exciting. He only said a few words from the moment he came on stage, but he explained the background clearly.

The movements during the performance are actually exaggerated and not real, but they make people feel so real.

There wasn't even any noodles in that bucket!

Mr. Klauer finally slumped in a chair, holding his stomach. He was unable to speak because of the hiccups, and when he gestured with his hands with difficulty, anyone who saw him would have thought that he was really exhausted.

This kind of just the right amount of exaggeration should be what Mr. Raul often refers to as “size” in class.

It's really hard to master. The performance clips in the class will be filmed and recorded into the magic crystal, but the price of the magic crystal is positively correlated with the length of the content that can be recorded.

The magic crystals used in "Journey to the Holy Mountain" are extremely expensive, and a video of more than ten minutes is not cheap either, so I can't burn too many copies and can only circulate them among my classmates.

The performance ended and the two took their bows.

There was applause and breathless laughter in the classroom for several minutes.

If I have to point out any flaw, it is that Mr. Raul is so handsome that sometimes I get distracted from his performance because of his face.

Well, he could kind of understand those noble ladies. If he were a woman, he would be just as crazy.

"The devil who attacks children!" A sudden shout came from outside the door, breaking the harmonious atmosphere in the classroom.

Then, accompanied by the screams of the noble ladies, a masked man rushed in and threw a cloth bag, hitting Raul on the head. The turbid dark yellow liquid stained his hair and dripped down his cheeks. The suffocating and irritating smell filled the entire room.

It was a rotten egg. Huo An had been thrown at him before because he made a very offensive joke when telling a joke, so he deserved it. This also taught him a lesson that a joke is only a good joke when the other party finds it appropriate.

The masked man was about to run away when he was suddenly blocked by a body like a wall.

"Battle Axe thinks you can't leave!" He is an orc warrior who looks like he is not easy to mess with.

"It seems that Ms. Aisha was right to ask you to protect her," Raul wiped the mucus off his face with difficulty, "Thank you for your help."

"You're welcome. This is what Battle Axe should do. Sister Aisha said that those troupes will definitely come to take revenge."

Very good, call Elsa Sister. Raul remember that Elsa was only 19.

"Can you stop this bag of rotten eggs?"

"Of course, but the boss told us to obey the law. It is only legitimate defense when there is harm, so I didn't know whether I should take action when he threw it."

It's strange to hear an orc carrying a two-meter-long axe say that he wants to abide by the law.

Raul came to the man who threw the eggs and pulled down his mask, revealing a young boy.

Although Raul looks gentle and refined, he is a performer who travels around the country after all, so it is easy for him to scare a young man.

"So, tell me, which troupe approached you? I suggest you tell the truth, otherwise it's hard to say what this orc friend next to you will do."

"No, no one is looking for me. I am seeking justice! You are a demon who harms children. She is so young, and you have the heart to do that to her!"

This kid's legs were shaking, but he still spoke very confidently. I don't know what rumors he believed. Raul still admired this kind of stubborn boy, although he was indeed prone to getting into trouble.

"Wow, you actually attacked a child. Marlin, follow Tomahawk. I'll take you to find Sister Elsa. It's not safe here."

"No, brother," Raul felt that his bodyguard was a little too straightforward, "We can't just believe everything he says."

At this moment, the leader of the Hybrid Monster Group came running over in a hurry.

"Oh no, Raul! The Guards are here to arrest you! They say you molested a six-year-old girl, run!"

As expected of a man who often travels around the world, Raul made a judgment immediately. He did not run away, but knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, posing a posture of surrender, and instructed the orc in front of him who had already taken off his battle axe.

"Don't fight back, go find Elsa."

(End of this chapter)