Chapter 1442

In the southern border of Cecil, somewhere in the Dark Mountains, an ancient mage tower suddenly lit up with light.

This dim magical glow slightly dispelled the darkness in the mage tower, making those ancient books, scrolls, and shelves full of spell-casting materials that seemed to be dusty in history were shrouded in a layer of light and shadow that seemed real and illusory , and between the interlacing of light and shadow, another figure suddenly emerged.

He was wearing a gloomy magic robe that only classical mages would wear, his gray hair was draped in an unusual mess behind his head, and his face was tired and haggard, as if he hadn't rested for several years. The crystal ball came out from a dark corner, slowly pacing among those old and simple books and wooden shelves, and his eyes slowly swept between the blood of monsters and magic herbs sealed in crystal bottles .

Suddenly, the old mage with a haggard face stopped in front of a shelf. His eyes were fixed on a lavender crystal on the shelf. The crystal was clearly not connected to any spell array. At this time, it emits a constant blue-purple shimmer, and mysterious runes continue to emerge from its surface, as if conveying some unknown knowledge and truth.

The astonished expression on the old mage's face gradually turned into fanaticism and joy. He stared at the crystal that was producing visions, his lips trembled a few times, and finally couldn't help breaking the silence in the mage's tower with a low voice: " Goddess of Magic... Your radiance has finally guided my path! It has worked... The crystal has spontaneously recharged... In the name of knowledge and truth, may your radiance last forever!"

And following the old mage's uncontrollable chanting, a breeze and a low sound seemed to blow through the ancient mage tower suddenly, and the surrounding lights and shadows swaying under the magical glow seemed to be elongated and highlighted at once. , the figure of the old mage himself turned into a white shimmering silhouette in the darkness, and in the darkness behind him, an illusory projection exuding a sacred aura gradually emerged. The phantom cast a meaningful glance at the old mage...

"Cut! This one is over - the props turn on the light."

A voice suddenly came from the edge of the dark room, and the "ancient and gloomy" atmosphere in the mage tower was instantly broken by this voice, followed by a few slight beeps when the magic spar lamp was activated, and several bright light sources followed. Everything here is illuminated, wooden shelves, props, ancient books in paper shells, scrolls, and various "spell-casting materials" made of props are all exposed to the light, and the rough and simple stone walls at the edge of the room are also exposed. Showing the true face - when the light and shadow shake, all the "walls" disappear, revealing the projection crystal below and the scenery in the studio further away.

A staff member who was manipulating the magic net terminal not far away stood up and gave a thumbs up to the "old mage" in the center of the set, and several more people came out from behind the previous projection wall, including Smiling Film, Eleven and Fendil. When they came to the "Old Mage", Eleven stepped forward and patted the latter's arm: "Perfect as always,

Mr. Parno, especially your last expression - at that moment, I thought you were really a devout believer. "

"Thank you for your praise, Mr. Eleven," the "Old Mage" was obviously flattered by the kind attitude of a Marquis. He said with a smile on his face while turning off the power switch of the crystal ball in his hand. "But actually, I think the line just now could be more...'rich'. If it's something like 'prayer', I think..."

Mr. Parno, who played the role of the old mage, was halfway through speaking, when a slightly magnetic, pleasant female voice suddenly came from the side and interrupted him: "Don't change it, don't change it, I think it's pretty good."

Parno followed the sound and saw an unusually tall woman in a gorgeous black dress standing there with a smile—even though he had been working with him for a while, he still felt a sense of urgency at this moment. Huge oppressive force came to his face.

Parno didn't know the origin of this lady. He only knew that Mr. Film, Eleven and Fendil all had great respect for this "Miss Mina" who played the heroine in the new play.

To be honest, as an old actor who was once very famous in the old capital, Parno has always been a little puzzled why this "Miss Mina" is so respected by the three gentlemen-although her performance is very natural , but when it comes to the "technical level", there is obviously a big gap between the really skilled actors. She often makes some jaw-dropping remarks about the role of "Magic Goddess", but the three gentlemen not only agree Her outrageous opinions, and even made a lot of changes to the script because of her suggestions... It's hard to understand, really hard to understand.

Having said that...is this "Miss Mina" really a professional actress? Every time Parno thinks of this question, he is extremely puzzled. He didn't dare to say that he knew actors from all over the country, but such a "stalwart" lady in front of him would be impressive as long as she showed up. If she really appeared on the stage, no matter how bad her acting skills were, her reputation It will definitely spread—but Parnuo has never heard of her name.

However, regardless of Miss Mina's background, since even Mr. Film agrees with this matter, Parno will not say anything more—he respects Mr. Film, the creator of the "Phantom Drama". Of course, the author also respects the "authoritative opinion" of the other party in this regard.

"Then come here first this morning," Eleven's voice interrupted Parno's slightly divergent thoughts. The son of the Duke of the West had a happy smile on his face, "Mr. Parno, we will directly shoot this afternoon." For the scenes of 'Inspired Interpretation' and 'Shadow', you should take a break and have some food first, and familiarize yourself with the lines and script after getting familiar with it—let's discuss with Miss Mina about her scenes."

"Okay, Mr. Eleven." Parno smiled, bowed slightly to pay tribute, and then walked towards the passage leading to the actor's lounge. Other staff on the scene also received instructions and began to leave the scene in order.

The "Ancient Mage's Residence" decorated with various props soon became quiet, and finally only three young people and the unusually tall "Miss Mina" were left.

It wasn't until this time that Film finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then he glanced at Mirmina cautiously, with a particularly awkward smile on his face: "That... you have worked hard."

"It's not hard, it's not hard. I showed up in two shots in the morning, and I stood in a daze in the background through the phantom. It's much easier than writing a report to the council," Mir Mina waved her hand casually, The tone was particularly accommodating, "You guys have been busy these days, and you still have to find a way to guide me, a novice who knows nothing..."

"Ahem, please don't say that," Film suddenly coughed, "This... this... this is my honor, I am not qualified to guide you... I am just a mortal..."

The young founder of Moying Drama is a bit incoherent, but it's no wonder he, who would have thought that such a strange thing would happen in the world? He just accepted the entrustment of the Theocratic Council to shoot a phantom drama with the theme of "gods". Who knows that he just went to consult the professional knowledge of the goddess of magic, and the goddess of magic came in person the next day , and said that "I will play myself", let alone when he was awake, he couldn't think of it even when he was forced down by Eleven and Fendil last year...

Even now, when he thinks about it, he still has a dreamlike feeling, but the fact is here - as soon as he looks up on the set, he can see this beautiful lady like a little giant dangling in his sight Dangling away, I was still full of curiosity and asked this and that, either researching the special equipment for photography or asking the staff about various things that ordinary people think belong to the category of common sense. It's a bit strange, but for him, an insider... the excitement was too great.

Compared to dealing with this Miss Mina, the filming of "Master of Ten Thousand Laws" itself has become the easiest job for him here. After all, the most difficult and professional part of the whole film has already been directly handled by the "God in Charge". solved……

"Don't worry about 'mortal' issues here, little guy." Mirmina saw Firm's embarrassment and couldn't help but said with a smile.

She finds it very interesting - when she is nesting in the rebellious courtyard with the old deer and has nothing to do, she spends more than 20 hours a day intensively chasing dramas, and those interesting ghost dramas have helped her spend a lot of boring time, and nearly half of them The phantom dramas were all written by this young mortal, whose creativity and imagination impressed her deeply at the time.

And now this talented young man was standing in front of her, looking so embarrassed.

"I hope you don't feel that the production site of the Phantom Drama is chaotic and noisy," Film finally calmed down, but with a slightly embarrassed look, he glanced at the invisible arrangements under the lights and the holographic projection The background area was closed and looked bare, and he shook his head helplessly, "The back of any glamorous stage is so messy, this is probably a bit different from what you imagined..."

"I don't think so—on the contrary, I think it's all very interesting," Mirmina laughed, "I've seen many ghost dramas you produced, and I knew the reason behind it all a long time ago. Things are very interesting. And talking about the glamorous behind the stage..."

The tall lady paused suddenly, then shook her head slightly with a complicated smile: "If you knew what lies behind the more glamorous Kingdom of God, you wouldn't say that again."

Film was a little confused for a while, wondering why this "goddess" suddenly felt so emotional, but the goddess in front of him obviously didn't intend to continue the topic, and he quickly changed the subject when he heard the other party: "We don't talk about it." That's it - let's talk about the next step of filming. The next filming process is 'non-linear', right? We seem to be able to make some post-story things first?"

"Ah, yes." Film nodded immediately, and when the topic returned to his professional field, he suddenly seemed much more relaxed and natural, "The filming process of the ghost drama is different from the final product that the audience sees. It's also different from traditional stage performances - we can adjust the shooting sequence of many scenes according to the actual situation. According to the plan, we are going to finish the production of the last few scenes first, mainly because of the schedule, um... the last few scenes... ...the last few scenes..."

Film had just spoken a few words fluently before he suddenly got stuck, and an awkward and hesitant expression appeared on his face again.

This time, before Mirmina could speak, Fendil next to him couldn't help but bumped Film's arm with his elbow: "Don't get stuck—continue, what happened to the last few scenes?"

"It's like this, the last few scenes are the 'God's Fall' and 'Funeral'..." Film looked strange, and carefully observed Mirmina's face while talking, "The main content is... ...The goddess has fallen, and one is Sarah... Sana..."

Then he saw the goddess of magic showing a very happy and expectant look: "Oh! Is this the famous scene?"

Film: "...huh?"

"Falling and spreading ashes, right? These two are fine," Mirmina said happily, "I've practiced several versions of the scene of falling in private, with all kinds of special effects. Let me demonstrate it to you first with the phantom, whichever version you see is better, and I will perform it myself, if you scatter the ashes..."

The "goddess of magic" thought while talking: "To be honest, ashes are not easy to act, but I can try..."

"I don't need to play this!" Seeing that the goddess' thoughts seemed to go to a strange place, Film finally exclaimed, "We have prepared props!"

"Ah, there are props? That's right..." Mirmina showed a dazed look, and then smiled, "Then I understand, I'm in charge of spreading it, right?"

Film: "..."

The young founder of Moying Drama couldn’t help feeling emotional: Goddesses are really hard to guess—it’s even harder to guess after retirement...

After some discussion, "Miss Mina" finally left with satisfaction, leaving only the three young people standing there staring at each other. The quiet and slightly awkward atmosphere lasted for an unknown amount of time before Film's voice finally broke through. Silence: "I have to have a drink when I go back..."

"Count me in," Eleven exhaled softly, "I felt my heart was being tested several times during the process."

Speaking of which, he shook his head, and added helplessly: "My father will never believe what I'm doing..."

"I don't dare to let my aunt know what I'm doing," Fendil next to him smiled wryly and spread his hands, "If I let her know that I finally got approved for a long vacation but spent all my time on the ghost drama If I don't go home...she'll freeze me on the castle roof until the holidays are over."

"Is it that exaggerated?" Film looked at his friend in surprise, "I remember that the Duchess Victoria didn't seem to object to you doing the 'Phantom Drama', didn't she watch us together last time... "

"The problem is not the Phantom, the problem is that I don't go home," Fendil sighed, "She said she helped me find a very good girl-you know me, I have my own in this regard meaning……"

"I don't think the problem is here," Eleven Franklin next to Fendil ruthlessly interrupted him before he could finish speaking, "The biggest problem is not what you said when you communicated with Duchess Victoria last time. Didn't you say 'you didn't get married'?"

Fendil: "..."

Film moved two steps away calmly.

Fendil: "What are you doing hiding so far?"

"I think the Duchess Victoria will come riding a dragon from the north in a second," Film said with a serious face, "I'm afraid I'll splash my face with blood."

(Mom!)