Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 49: The Beginning of the Wrangler's Revival

Chapter 49: The Beginning of the Wrangler's Revival

The spread of rumor debunking is never as powerful as the rumor itself.

Although Drogo has made the front-page headlines of all newspapers in the city, Raul's "whitewashing" work is still not going smoothly.

When something in the newspaper meets the readers' expectations, they will think, "I knew it, none of those rich people are good."

If the content that appears is contrary to expectations, then their view will become "a running dog media, another crappy newspaper controlled by rich people."

Ultimately, people tend to believe what they want to believe, so conspiracy theories will never lack a market, and truths that are not dramatic enough often fail to attract attention.

The nobles capturing the little girl and brainwashing her to frame her is so old-fashioned, just like it has happened countless times in the past few hundred years.

Anyway, the law won't really do anything to the nobles. Their ancestors suffered all the hardships they should have suffered when they followed King Richard the Lionheart into the Pass.

Therefore, even though the chain of evidence had been fully published in the newspapers, people still made up a version of the Raul incident that they were more willing to believe.

Now Raul is not only the murderer who violated the little girl, but he also licked the nobles' vagina, so he could get their protection and not be thrown into jail.

He quickly transformed from a rising star among the common people to a traitor among the common people.

Who made him make a lot of money from "The Holy Mountain"? There must be something wrong.

People are isolating him and feeling jealous, wondering why they can't get such benefits.

So Raul's already difficult life became even worse.

Now when he goes out to buy groceries, he is secretly weighed, garbage is thrown at him from time to time, paint is splashed on his house every few days, and people always bump into him when he walks on the road, and then threaten him fiercely after being bumped.

These people are not trying to fight crime for any reason; they just want to find someone to vent their anger on, and now they have finally found a "perfect victim".

He is really so righteous. There are a lot of nobles parading around the city all day long, but no one dares to run into them. Maybe it's because the nobles are so brave to commit crimes.

Fortunately, everyone in the Hybrid Monster Group and the students in the acting class continued to support him.

Drogo couldn't stand it anymore and wanted Tomahawk to continue to guard Raul. Whoever bumped into him would be bumped back. Come on, let's hurt each other and see who can bump the last.

But Raul declined, saying that he was an adult after all these years and could not always rely on others.

Drogo also asked Flynn if there was any illusion that could project magic onto the moon, so that everyone in the city could be trapped and their thoughts could be stamped on them.

Fulin said he had a serious mental illness.

Life has returned to its usual calm. Simply put, it's time to go to work.

When Drogo saw the accumulated functional testing requirements, he fell into deep despair. He had only been away for a few days, so what?

Why are those old grandfathers and grandmothers working so hard? They are too embarrassed to lie down. No, he is the oldest one in the whole audience.

Can't you be more considerate of the elderly dragon?

When you are tired, even the most arrogant ancient dragon will question why you are alive during day-to-day work.

It turns out that super enthusiasm and high energy are the key to top scientific research talent. I didn't believe the nonsense of those success stories that only slept four hours a day.

When you’re working, everything that’s not work related seems so interesting.

For example, Drogo is sharpening his claws now. Since the claws are too hard, the small scraps used are all made of refined gold. The powder cut off must also be stored in a small bottle. This thing can be sold as dragon horns in an alchemy shop. Anyway, the ingredients are similar, and each gram costs several gold coins. It is said to have aphrodisiac effect, so it is always in short supply.

"Huan and Raul are here." Elsa saved Drogo who was in a crazy internal conflict.

"Okay, okay, please come in." Drogo ran straight to the reception room.

"Have you finished testing my functions?" Fulin's angry voice came from behind.

Her hair was clearly created by Transfiguration, but why does it look a little thinner? Is it possible that being a programmer and becoming bald is a rule-based anomaly?

"I have something important to do now, hum!"

Arriving at the reception room, Drogo shook hands with Huo An and Raul enthusiastically, "You came at the right time. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Huo An was puzzled by this sudden enthusiasm. He didn't know who was responsible for the disappearance of so many nobles in the Twin Towers City overnight. It was even more bizarre that the government suppressed it by claiming an accidental fire.

And the dragon, the spokesperson for the boss of this mysterious group whose strength is difficult to estimate, is shaking his hand to leave an afterimage.

"Do you already know that the Wranglers and the Hybrid Beasts want to make a magic movie together?"

"Hello, Mo Ying. I like Mo Ying the most. Do you have a script? There won't be a delivery man living in a river view room this time. Is it still a comedy?"

"Not this time," Huo An scratched his head embarrassedly. Now he would never write anything that was out of touch with real life.

"This story is based on Mr. Raul's experience. I think he shouldn't be treated like this, so I want to speak up for him. This is the draft of the script. Please take a look."

No matter in which world, the real "father" of a crew is always the producer, who is usually the investor or the person directly responsible to the investor. Film and television is a money-burning industry, and there is no point in making a film without money.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some directors, because of their outstanding achievements and track record, will become producers themselves, or that investors will rush to serve them.

But Huo An is obviously not in that kind of status now, and he even has to rent a camera from Drogo.

Cameras are currently only available for rental and not for sale, and a goblin operation team is also required for rental. Given the development trend of cameras here, we cannot expect the profession of cameraman to be developed in the short term.

Drogo took the script, which had no title yet. After roughly reading it, it was not difficult to see that it was much more mature than before, and the ending was very cold and hard, even cruel.

Although the character played by Raul was eventually cleared of his grievances, he was not accepted by his compatriots and almost died at the hands of his own people.

The whole atmosphere can be described as desperate, which is a very bold attempt. The common form of drama nowadays, even if it is a tragedy, has to give the audience a sense of comfort, the kind that is sad but not sorrowful.

"Very good, how are you going to shoot it?"

"I wanted to use a lot of everyday scenes from Mr. Lauer's life, preferably directly and secretly."

"It's a good idea to fight back against those who are isolating Raúl now."

"No, I won't fight back against any specific person," Huo An hastily denied, "I just want to satirize this phenomenon. No one who shows up will reveal their appearance. This is a lesson I learned on the street.

"After all, the audience is our bread and butter. If you explain the phenomenon in a vague way, they can still agree with it, and if it's good, it can bring about change. But if you target specific people, it will only make them more radical and completely turn against each other, even if they are wrong."

Huo An smiled honestly and said, "This is something I figured out myself. I don't know if it's right or not."

"I underestimated you." Drogo was sure that he could make this film well. As the first film truly produced by a local, Huo An's life had changed so much.

"Will you use Mira?"

"No." Raul answered first.

"That might truly cleanse you," Drogo said, somewhat suggestively.

"That won't happen. She's just a child and shouldn't be under so much pressure." Raul hesitated. "I want to adopt her and keep her company with Marlene."

Drogo's expression changed. Even though Mira was also a victim in this incident, it also directly hurt Raul.

If someone demands high morals from others, he must be lacking in virtue himself.

But Raul did this himself and no one asked him to do so. He deserves respect. The world will always need people like him, purely good people, even if many people don't like them.

"I provide all of Mira's living expenses," said Drogo.

It doesn't make sense to ask the poor to bear social responsibilities instead of the rich.

Besides, the money we robbed that day was enough to support 10,000 Miras.

"By the way, what are you going to call your Shadow?" Drogo pointed to the script whose title was still blank.

"Not ready yet."

"Why don't I suggest a title called 'The Hunt'?"

(End of this chapter)

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