Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Huo An always felt dizzy, just like when he woke up the next day after drinking too much and had a hangover. He always felt like he had forgotten something but just couldn't remember it.

This feeling has lasted since morning until now, making him feel extremely dazed, as if the whole world is unreal.

He shook his head to clear his mind.

Today is an important day. We have to meet with the people from Loman. This is a key opportunity to make the Wrangler Theatre a world-famous chain of theaters, rather than just being an ordinary Magic Movie Theater in the Twin Towers City.

Just as he was worrying about how to quickly stop feeling so dizzy so as not to mess up the day, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"Hello, Mr. Huo An."

Huo An immediately turned around and saw a passerby who looked very ordinary and had almost no special features.

"plz follow me."

Although he spoke very politely, he secretly exerted force with his hands, almost holding Huo An hostage, and took him to a corner. When there was no one around, he directly activated the teleportation scroll, and Huo An lost consciousness.

It's unclear how much time has passed.

When Huo An woke up slowly, he felt blinded by the bright light that hit his face directly, making it impossible for him to see anything. He could only vaguely see a few fuzzy shadows, which should be someone sitting opposite him.

"where am I?"

Huo An asked dazedly.

"Spy Huo An!"

The figure opposite him did not answer his question, but questioned angrily.

"Why did you defect to the Roman Empire!"

"What am I?"

Huo An hasn't woken up yet.

"Your father runs a theater called Wrangler in the Twin Towers. He lives a wealthy life and joined the Drogo Corporation in its early days. You are a well-known director and screenwriter, and have participated in many projects of the Drogo Corporation. You are in charge of filming "The Hunt", which has gained both fame and fortune. Tell me, Huo An, what is your reason for joining the magic shadow of the Roman Empire."

The other party spoke very quickly, obviously knowing Huo An's background details.

Huo An's background is actually very easy to investigate, and he is somewhat of a celebrity in the film and television industry.

"I……"

Huo An himself was actually a little confused. It was as if an idea was implanted in his brain, making him firmly believe that joining Loman was a better choice.

He couldn't remember when this thought came to him, nor did he know why it came to him, but it was already this time and it looked like the other party wasn't a good person either. If he said the wrong thing, he would probably end up dead, so he just followed the thoughts in his mind and answered truthfully.

“Because I need better opportunities, a bigger platform, and more income. As the first theater to join the Drogo Group, the Wrangler Theater has not received the respect it deserves. Now its income is about the same as other theaters, which is not worth my efforts.

"Besides, if I stayed in Drogo Corporation, I wouldn't have enough creative freedom. Drogo had the final say on everything. He had to review all the scripts and filming plans. If he said no, it meant no."

Huo An's tone was quite excited, perhaps because he was frightened, but also because it seemed like he was expressing his true feelings.

“My artistic concept is not respected at all. I need a more suitable investor. I want to shoot great art that surpasses the works of the Drogo Group and prove to that arrogant red dragon that my artistic concept is correct!

"So, I choose the Roman Empire. I will shoot a film for you that surpasses The Lord of the Rings. Then, as a deal, the Empire will support me and I will continue to shoot what I want, which is a true work of art. The Empire supports me, and I will make Roman's film The Lord of the Rings strong enough to compete with Drogo Studios!"

As Huo An spoke, madness gradually appeared on his face.

It is the kind of expression that people who engage in art have when they are obsessed with it, as the public stereotypes.

What was revealed in his words was that the money given by the Roman Empire was not important.

Because he really doesn't lack money.

What’s important is the artistic pursuit, which is more in line with the stereotype.

He even dared to negotiate with the empire. He wanted to make not just one film, but many. He wanted to realize his artistic ideals with the support of the Roman Empire.

As for other things, it doesn’t matter.

This kind of willingness to give up everything for a single ideal is very much like Strickland.

But it is this attitude of giving up everything else for a goal and not fearing any obstacles, even ethical and moral ones, which is quite consistent with Roman's values.

He is truly a role model for Loman.

After listening to his self-narration, the other party remained silent.

It was not until a few minutes later that a few more people entered the room and whispered to the person who had been sitting here at the beginning.

Then, the direct strong light dimmed, and other lights in the room came on, and Huo An's eyes immediately felt much better.

His body relaxed as well, and he knew that he had passed Roman's test.

The face of the Roman man, whose appearance had been unclear, could now be seen clearly. It was the man who had patted him on the shoulder and taken him away.

The other person stood up, and as if his expression had changed, the angry and serious look disappeared in an instant, replaced by a warm smile.

"Mr. Huo An, please understand. After all, this is the first time that the empire has set foot in the field of magic and shadows. We are recruiting talents. Now is a special period. We must be cautious and careful to prevent people with evil intentions from taking this opportunity to infiltrate Luoman. I apologize again."

The person who just came in is naturally the one responsible for the lie detector test and memory review.

Obviously, the Roman Empire’s level in this area is not very good, and it will take several minutes to get the results.

The Romans continued, "We have great faith in your talent and ability. Your cooperation with the Empire will surely be a pleasure. We will later take you to meet other personnel on this project and meet His Majesty the Emperor..."

There was a hint of flattery in his tone that was not obvious but could be felt.

Huo An interrupted him and said, "Before you say this, can you let me go first?"

He shook his hands and the shackles rattled.

"Oh, sorry, look at my brain, I forgot." The Roman immediately undid the shackles on Huo An and took a tray from the person next to him.

"These are your personal belongings. For safety reasons, they have been checked. Please rest assured that none of your belongings have been damaged to any extent."

After untying his wrists, Huo An moved them. They were tied for too long and it was a bit painful.

Then he glanced at the tray and immediately noticed a very beautiful ring.

It is plain, without exaggerated gem inlays and carvings. It is made of simple brass, yet full of texture. There is a line of inscription engraved on it in the ancient elven language.

I have the impression that I found this ring in a small jewelry shop on the street and didn’t spend much money on it.

But I just feel that it is extremely important, I feel it is important instinctively.

He immediately picked up the ring and put it on his finger.

"Oh, what a beautiful ring."

The Romans on the side did not forget to continue to flatter.

"You have really good taste. The enchantment on this ring is quite sophisticated. It is low-key yet elegant."

In fact, the enchantment on this ring can no longer be described as excellent. It is made according to the top configuration, and then weakened little by little, so that it finally looks just excellent.

Huo An touched the ring on his finger and said, "This is my lucky charm. I believe it can bring me good luck."

"Of course I can. Of course I can."

After Huo An packed up all his personal belongings, he followed the Romans out of the room.

When you come to the corridor, there are similar small rooms on both sides, one next to the other.

It's like prison.

Some doors opened, and people who looked like Huo An, with a dazed look on their faces, walked out.

It must have just been reviewed.

Some are still locked and are still in progress.

The importance that the Roman Empire attached to this Magic Shadow filming was self-evident.

Following the crowd, Huo An came to a hall where many people were sitting. They should be his future colleagues.

At a glance, there were probably about 30 or 40 people, including those who had not yet come out of the small dark room. As a crew, not including the core members of the actors, it should be enough. For less important functional personnel, such as assistant stagehands, local people from Loman could be used directly.

I believe that many people will be inserted into this crew, on the one hand for surveillance, and on the other hand to learn technology.

It is impossible for the Roman Empire's magic shadow industry to always be managed by people like them who were poached from foreign countries.

Especially since most of them were poached just for money.

In the hall, Huo An also saw several familiar faces. The technical level of these people was absolutely guaranteed.

These people also recognized Huo An, with a little surprise on their faces. It was indeed surprising that a famous director would switch to Loman, but they did not say hello.

After all, this is not an occasion to be proud of.

After waiting for about half an hour, more than a dozen people came out of the small room. It seemed that everyone was here. A person who looked like the leader trotted out of the hall.

After a while, two rows of armored and serious-looking warriors walked into the hall.

"The emperor has arrived——"

Following a notification, Emperor Roman, still wearing a simple robe, walked into the hall.

All the Romans present knelt on the ground in unison. Their movements were so swift that the recruits were still in a daze and did not know how to react for a moment.

"No gift."

The emperor said in a calm tone.

"Don't be nervous. You can learn the etiquette of the Roman Empire slowly. As long as you can take good pictures of the magic shadow, each of you will be a hero of the empire."

It can be said that enough respect is given.

"Oh? Is this Director Huo An?"

The emperor even mentioned it specifically.

"Your Majesty." Huo An didn't know what to say.

"I've heard of you. You're a famous director. You made a movie called The Hunt. It's very famous."

The emperor has never seen The Hunt. He has never been very interested in The Dark Shadows and has only watched a few of them.

Naturally, I had never heard of the name Huo An. I had only done the homework within ten minutes before coming in.

But Huo An seemed to be very helpful.

"Thank you for the compliment. With the support of the great Roman Empire, I will definitely be able to produce better works than Hunting."

"No," the emperor corrected immediately, "not a work better than The Hunt, but a work better than The Lord of the Rings."

Then he spoke to all the recruited people present.

"For the filming of this film, we have chosen Director Huo An as the chief director. He will be in charge of all filming work."

Others had no objection, because Huo An was indeed the highest among everyone here in terms of reputation and qualifications.

What's more, he was appointed by the emperor.

There is no democracy in the Roman Empire. The emperor has already appointed people. How crazy must they be to refute it?

"Then, let me tell you the outline of this film. I also invite all the professional screenwriters to enrich the story based on this outline."

Perhaps the stimulation brought to him by The Lord of the Rings was indeed a bit too great, so the old emperor actually wrote the story outline himself.

However, this also means that the room for creativity of all invited screenwriters has been drastically reduced.

The emperor spoke for two hours.

To be precise, it is not one story outline, but multiple story outlines.

According to his idea, the excellent values ​​of the empire should be displayed from many different angles and finally converge on one point.

Therefore, this magic shadow should be divided into chapters.

Each article focuses on a different industry, such as the military, factories, demons, R&D institutions, military families...

Finally, these multiple short stories come together in the final chapter, a grand military parade.

Comprehensively and from multiple angles, it demonstrates the excellent values ​​of the Roman Empire, its powerful national strength, and the superiority that runs in the blood of the Roman people.

The filming locations include the demon station, the royal research institute, the magic stone production area, the military factory and so on.

For some reason, Huo An suddenly felt a little sorry.

It’s a pity that I couldn’t be the first to shoot at the Parade Square in front of the Imperial Palace, but I can’t explain why I feel so regretful.

As for the plan proposed by the emperor, it was unexpectedly reliable. It could not be said to be excellent, but it was certainly not the kind that relied entirely on the monopoly of power and gave random commands.

After finalizing the outline, Huo An first got to know the entire crew.

The screenwriter stayed in the capital to perfect the story, and the assistant director stayed to help Loman's side with the casting.

He divided the rest of the group into nine groups and sent them to different filming locations.

In post-production, multiple lines of shooting are required, so the preliminary work must also be done well.

In order to facilitate communication, he found that there were exactly eight people among all the people he had known and worked with before, so he assigned each of them to a small group, including himself. Time was tight, so he set off as soon as possible.

The place Huo An was going to was one of the most important and confidential places in the Roman Empire.

Synthetic magic cultivation area.

Because synthetic demons have already appeared on the battlefield, there has been a lot of public condemnation of the idea of ​​synthesizing human brains into demons.

The emperor needs to prove that every Roman warrior who participates in the synthetic magic experiment is a volunteer and an excellent warrior with lofty ideals.

The cultivation area is located deep in the mountains, underground.

When they arrived here, the belongings carried by the crew members, including the cameras used for filming, were once again taken away and inspected.

The few people could only wait for the items to be delivered back under the supervision of the Roman soldiers.

"Really? Didn't we check it a long time ago?" a member of the crew said with some dissatisfaction.

"It's okay..." Huo An didn't finish his words when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head.

"Director, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just a little tired these days."

Huo An wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a few deep breaths, and finally calmed down.

What those around him didn’t know was that his memory had returned.

He remembered what he was doing here.

At a time like this, it was inevitable to feel a little nervous. He rubbed the marks left by the ring on his fingers.

Although I have gone through hundreds of simulated trainings of activating the ring and then activating the teleportation, I have never used it once.

In the midst of tension, I began to think wildly, what if the Supreme Ring is useless...

At this time, a Roman man came over.

"Have you finished checking the items?" Huo An asked immediately.

"The inspection is complete, but please go to the room over there for questioning."

"What?" Huo An was a little panicked. "We were examined so many times when we came to Luoman."

"I know, but rules are rules. The synthetic demon cultivation area is one of the most critical locations, and no problems can occur. So please understand and accept my inquiries. It won't take up too much time. Sorry."

The Lomans spoke politely.

But what people didn't notice was that Huo An's forehead, which he had just wiped, was now covered with a few drops of nervous cold sweat. (End of this chapter)