Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 88: Enlightenment in the Square
Grandpa Carina did not cry.

It’s not a question of experience or not.

He watched it carefully for more than a hundred minutes and felt a chill down his spine, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

The plot is cruel and direct, and it is dark from beginning to end, as if someone smacked you in the back with a club.

I fell to the ground with a terrible headache, but I couldn't find who hit me. It seemed like there was a stick hidden behind everyone.

It would be strange to cry watching this kind of plot.

Karina was still wiping her tears. This girl's thinking was really incomprehensible to ordinary people.

He had only heard of Mo Ying and read the script of "The Journey to the Holy Mountain" before.

At the time, I didn’t think it was that great. I thought that the success was due to the impact of the illusion.

Stage performances can also enhance visual effects, but this aspect was not given much attention in the past.

After all, pure visual effects cannot stand the test of time and will eventually return to the plot and performance.

And now seeing "The Hunt" with my own eyes, there is no spectacle, only pure and solid script.

The actors are different from traditional standards, but they can definitely be described as superb and realistic.

As the honorary president of the Drama Guild, although he does not have much real power and does not participate in power struggles, he is not surprised by all kinds of attacks and frame-ups.

He knew how terrible seemingly glamorous people could become.

There weren't any demons or ghosts, but "The Hunt" was more depressing than the most terrifying play he had ever seen.

It relies entirely on the description of the people themselves. Each character seems to exist around us and in our daily lives.

It is also because of this that the emotional impact is stronger.

The most amazing thing is that such a serious work can actually attract some audiences to watch it.

Even when a theater troupe is introducing serious themes, it will be very cautious, otherwise it will easily be well received but not popular.

why?

Looking at the people watching the magic video machine almost everywhere on the beach.

Yes, it’s the scope of communication.

Far more people can see "Magic Shadows and Magic Visions" than in theaters. As long as the audience is large enough, there will be people who like any type of work.

This is much more creative than writing about kings, princes, generals, and epic legends all day long, and the degree of freedom is much higher.

The creative desire that had been dormant for many years was rekindled, and he also wanted to write such a script, rather than those old-fashioned template stories that were just a rehash of the old stuff.

"You're right, Carina."

"Huh? What do you mean, right, Grandpa?" Karina didn't understand her grandfather's sudden and incoherent words.

“The theater simply can’t compete,” Grandpa said with great conviction, “so the troupe must change.”

"Ah? I just said it casually yesterday. I didn't think about it at all. Grandpa, please don't take it seriously!"

Karina panicked. Could it be that she had said so much yesterday that her grandfather's mentality had collapsed?

Legend has it that the backstab of a family member is the cruelest backstab.

If anything really happened, she wouldn't be able to accept it.

"No, no, no, it's okay. I'm fine. Demon Shadow is indeed the future. You have a good vision."

"No, I have poor eyesight."

"Then tell me the truth, do you prefer watching magic or drama?"

Grandpa looked at Karina seriously.

She couldn't lie to her grandfather who was so serious, so she hesitated for a long time before giving a weak answer.

"I prefer Shadow..."

"Is that right? Let me tell you in secret. Actually, I like it too." Grandpa blinked like a naughty old boy.

"Please ask contestant Jialina to go to the waiting area..."

Karina's name came from the loudspeaker hanging on the rack, and it was her turn to go on stage.

"Go quickly and win a magic video machine."

This challenge is really fun to watch, and not only tourists and people who want the magic camera participate.

He even saw Soran, the legendary wizard who actually chose the beginner level difficulty.

I was originally lamenting this guy's shamelessness, and then I found out that he was actually participating in the power track.

And got through it.

As expected of a city that can create magic shadows, the people here don’t seem to follow the ordinary path.

Karina brought back the magic video machine as she wished.

The grandfather and grandson rode home in a carriage, placed the magic camera in the study, and began to study this new toy.

"It's actually powered by magic stones." Karina was a little disappointed. She had to change the stones every month.

"What else can we do? Should we put a dwarf wizard in the machine and make it lose magic power when it is turned on?" Grandpa joked. After tinkering for a long time, he successfully lit up the screen.

The controllable part is very simple, with only two knobs, one for adjusting the volume and the other for changing channels.

But there is no replacement now.

The old man had planned to watch for a while and then take a break, but he got so addicted that he watched until two in the morning, when there was no other program on.

We are still in the trial broadcast stage, so there is not enough content to watch 24 hours a day.

Although it was early in the morning, the old man was still in high spirits, and even the commercials on the magic video player were so interesting.

He was quite sure that there was no so-called conflict of artistic concepts between magic shadows and drama.

That was just an excuse for the Drama Association to boycott Phantom.

Magic shadows are going to take over the performance form of drama, just as new textile machines will definitely replace pure manual work.

But traditional methods will not die out, they will just become more niche. Things like pure handmade products will begin to become a luxury label, serving a small group of people.

Being a niche means that it cannot support so many people, so the drama guild must reform.

Traditional theater workers are not at a disadvantage in this reform. Their original jobs can be found in Magic Shadow and can be easily transferred.

Squeezing out old jobs while creating new ones.

Hand weavers are better able to become loom workers.

works.

The old man proudly drafted the reform proposal. He wanted to do his part for the art he loved and devoted his life to while he still had some strength and reputation.

The next day, evening.

After a sleepless night and only a short nap at noon, the old man took the reform draft he had just completed and went straight to the Purple Lily Theatre.

Today is the day when the drama he wrote will premiere, and it is also the day when the much-anticipated "Fire Boy King" will premiere.

But he didn't care.

He went straight to the office in the theater, where the president of the drama guild was.

In order to build momentum for this dramatic event of "Strike the Demonic Shadow", all the important figures of the guild were present.

Without exchanging pleasantries with colleagues with whom he had worked for many years but with whom he was not at all familiar, he directly slammed the draft on the president's desk.

"What does this mean, teacher?" The president was busy directing the scene.

It’s just that he has never managed a troupe, and his on-site directing was a mess, but he still wanted to direct, which was a manifestation of his power as the president.

"We should not resist Magic Shadow. We should actively accept and learn Magic Shadow. This is a rare opportunity for the Drama Guild to become stronger."

The old man who ran all the way upstairs said breathlessly.

"Teacher, you are joking again."

"I'm not kidding. The transformation may be painful, but it will definitely bring better development. I have written down the general plan here."

"Okay, okay, I'll take a look," the president instructed the attendant beside him, "Remember to serve the red wine of Château Petrus to Count Red's box. He only drinks this kind of wine."

"You watch it now."

"Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely read it. Don't you know what kind of person I am? Viscount Brisson's box carpet should not be made of wool, he is allergic to it..."

The old man didn't say anything else. He was just an honorary president.

He realized that his former students did not care about the future of drama, but only about their own present.

He left the theater disappointedly, and walked up the wide staircase against a group of nobles of all sizes, all dressed in gorgeous clothes.

When someone recognized him, he didn't respond, as if he had lost his soul.

The square not far in front of the theater is the main venue for the premiere of "Fire Teen King".

The place was packed with people, so crowded that three theaters couldn't accommodate them.

As the music started, people in the square began to sing excitedly.

He watched from a distance.

"Have a piece! It's delicious." A red dragon came over and could talk.

"I didn't expect someone your age would be interested in a yo-yo series."

"Are you surprised?" the old man asked hoarsely.

"It's quite unexpected, but I'm glad you like it."

"What if someone doesn't allow something you like to develop?"

"You know, a great man once said, 'People like what they hear, and if you don't like it, who are you?' Don't you want a potato chip?"

The old man stood there for a long time, then suddenly said, "I want to build a new Drama Guild!"

The sound is sonorous and powerful.

(End of this chapter)