Chapter 741: Infinite Value

The humble repertoire filmed in the street square of Saint-Sunil was played on Gawain's desk, and it has been repeated for the second time.

Amber blinked at the comical drama projected in the crystal, and the amber eyes were full of interest.

During the entire playback, for more than ten minutes, Gawain didn't say a word, but his eyes never left the magic device on the table.

The silence of His Majesty the Emperor and the seriousness of the atmosphere made the young playwright from Barron nervous. He had already stopped telling his story, and now he was just waiting in silence, uneasily, as if he was not showing his proud creation. but waiting for a trial.

The ups and downs in Gawain's heart only gradually calmed down at this moment.

This is a film and television drama moved to the magic net terminal, it is the prototype of the movie, it is something he once conceived, but has not had time to realize until now.

What does the establishment of the magic net broadcasting system mean? I am afraid that no scholar or philosopher in the current era can accurately calculate and summarize all the meanings it represents. Even Gawain himself can only say in a general sense, "It will change the whole world", but there is no doubt about it. As a carrier that can rapidly disseminate massive amounts of information, the magic web broadcast is not just as simple as daily communications, government affairs offices releasing information, and big businessmen releasing advertisements.

It can take on the responsibilities of the spiritual needs of the new era. When the Cecilians can eat and wear clothes, when basic literacy is no longer the privilege of nobles and merchants, when people are no longer satisfied with basic survival and monotonous entertainment. After that, they will definitely pursue something more advanced.

As a "come here", Gao Wen knew how meaningful this "spiritual need" was.

But people's energy is limited after all, and Gawain is no exception. The projects that the Government Affairs Office can promote at the same time are also limited. Since its appearance, Magic Web Broadcasting has been developing rapidly, and now there are several extremely popular The program also has some entertainment content broadcast, but the film and television drama has not yet appeared. It is still in Gao Wen's mind. It is a plan that has not had time to prepare in detail, but before Gao Wen started to act, a Young people from the north have already thought of it.

"You came up with this?" Gawain finally broke the silence. He looked at the blond young man named Film, "Inspired by the holographic projection of the coronation ceremony?"

"Yes...Yes, Your Majesty," Philm hurriedly lowered his head and replied, "Those magic projections surprised me...I have only seen simple phantoms created by illusionists on the stage before. The great nobles like to use Magical light and shadow to adorn their beloved repertoire, but nothing has ever produced such large-scale, long-term, and exceptionally stable images as those lewd terminals, and I've heard of it being able to record images,

So...some ideas came up. "

"This is an idea of ​​infinite value... Cod didn't let me miss this treasure." Gawain sighed sincerely, and took another look at the play in mid-air

That burlesque with a simple plot is still being played. As the prototype of a film and television drama, it is actually very primitive in Gawain's view. It still retains a lot of theatrical performances, such as overly cumbersome aria-style lines and out-of-the-box characters. Dressing up, exaggerated body performances, and although it can be seen that the actors on the screen are performing diligently and have solid stage skills, Gao Wen can still find that they are very unsuitable for the performance environment under the "photographic installation", they are very stiff, There's tension that a professional actor shouldn't have, and that greatly affects the quality of the clip.

It's a demo draft at best.

However, Amber next to her was staring at those pictures, even if she watched it two or three times, she still looked full of interest.

Amber's reaction may represent the reaction of the vast majority of ordinary people when they see these plays. Drama has always been the patent of the upper class citizens or nobles. The most common performances that ordinary people can come into contact with on weekdays are the lame rap and bards. The juggling farce during the festival, even though the magic net terminal, newspapers, magazines and other things are constantly filling the boring spiritual life of ordinary people, but in the field of "stage", plays with interesting plots are still what everyone lacks the most. .

Even the humble and hilarious piece of the play should be quite entertaining to those who have never been to the theater.

But Gawain would not be satisfied with this kind of thing.

"Do you have a good script?" he asked softly, looking at Philm.

"I...I'm not a real playwright yet, and I'm not qualified to write my own screenplay," Firm said nervously. "I just took and adapted a fragment of my father's screenplay. But I'm trying to write some of my own. story……"

In his nervousness, Philm said what he was trying to write a story in private. As a result, as soon as he said this, he regretted that he was really dizzy. Why did he show off his immature and ridiculous stories in front of the Emperor? ? What if His Majesty asked himself to come up with those stories? What if those stories offended His Majesty?

Visible beads of sweat came out from Film's forehead. Rebecca noticed this immediately, and ran to open the window. The cold winter wind roared into the room. Waving to close again.

"Go and read some books," Gawain glanced at Rebecca, then at Firm, and said what the other party didn't want to hear at the moment, "Let me see what you wrote."

Philm's body swayed, and he felt as if he was falling backwards, but a hand silently supported his lower back.

Fendil's voice entered his ears: "Friend, your stories are very interesting."

Philm couldn't care about Fendil's identity at this moment. Anyway, he was a person here, so he could only look up. He simply gave it up and regained some courage from Fendil's encouragement. From the pocket on the inside of the jacket, he took out a slightly worn notebook.

"Your Majesty... This is a story I wrote," he handed the notebook over. "It's still very immature. If the content is transgressive, please forgive me..."

"It doesn't matter, it's just a story." Gawain said casually, took Philm's notebook and flipped through it.

There are some messy and intermittent narratives in the front, and the content is still inseparable from elements such as knights, princesses, gods, and supernatural beings. Although some novel ideas of young people can be seen, they are actually just revisions on the basis of predecessors. It was just a modification, but some of the content that followed caught Gawain's attention.

"Is this... your experience on the Highlander?" He raised his eyelids and pointed to the last few pages of the notebook.

"Um...actually...not all of them," Philm tried to organize his words, "there are some I saw on that mechanical ship, but the stories behind the passengers, their background before they set off, their arrival in the South The various experiences that followed were all exaggerated and imaginative, especially the paragraphs describing the passengers after they arrived in the southern border... All of them were imagined by me. After all, after we landed, we were separated from each other. I can only rely on my own experience. Let's guess what those people will experience."

As he spoke, Philm couldn't help but feel ashamed, knowing that his "vulgar" tale of immigrant life on a ship was rather unremarkable on such occasions, that there were no noble knights, no heroism. There is no wise admonition from the gods and sages, not even heroic monologues and narration poems. Such things would look crude when performed on the street stage of the Harvest Festival, not to mention that this is the palace...

However, he saw His Majesty the Emperor in front of him smiled and nodded: "It's interesting..."

Gawain closed his notes and glanced at Philm, who was a little stunned.

"Few playwrights write this 'actual', 'logical' stuff, few people focus on a funny story rather than an elegant hero mask, and you cut out that doesn't really do the plot narrated poems and formulaic monologues... does this story have a name?"

Philm was still in a daze at the moment, he said subconsciously without thinking much: "It's called "Going South"..."

Gao Wen was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "...It's really a simple and straightforward name, and it's also a bit interesting."

Philm immediately lowered his head: "Your Majesty, I am ashamed..."

"No, don't be ashamed, the name is good, and the story is good, even though it's not quite a script," Gawain shook his head and asked Philm's eyes again, "You have already used the magic net terminal. Recording a magic shadow play, have you noticed any difference between the performance under the camera crystal and the stage performance?"

Philm did not expect His Majesty the Emperor to suddenly ask himself such a detailed and professional question, but he did notice some situations in this regard, so he quickly replied: "The traditional stage is open and fixed, and the actors and the set are directly Presented in front of everyone, but the daemon terminal is like an 'eye' whose 'stage' is determined by its 'range of gaze'..."

Gawain had more than one question, he continued to ask:

"Have you thought about how to transform the scene under the photographic crystal?"

"Have you considered the difference between the script format required for the magic movie and the script format of the stage play?"

"The rhythm of the ghost drama is different from the stage play, have you noticed this?"

"Under the photographic crystal, illusion magic can produce better results than on stage. Do you have any ideas on this?"

"Let's come up with a story that will be presented in the form of a ghost drama..."

Gawain threw his own questions one after another. He was already in high spirits. The appearance of new things made him feel the excitement of the times advancing before his eyes again. The conversation between him and Philm became deeper and deeper. The wider, and soon, the topic reached a point where others could hardly understand, even Rebecca was stunned.

She couldn't help coming to Amber's side, and poked the latter's arm carefully: "Hey, hey, what are the ancestors talking about here?"

"How do I know?" Amber pouted, "Let me tell you, once he suddenly talks to others about a lot of topics that you can't understand, you'd better not listen too hard, or you will definitely have a headache. Yes, I'm particularly experienced..."

"……Wow."

Elaine, who had barely spoken since entering the house, was at a loss like Rebecca and Amber. Instead, it was Fendil who was standing behind Film, because he often discussed with each other on the trip. About the magic shadow drama, I have vaguely understood some things.

So he quickly came up with the same, eccentric idea as Philm

When His Majesty Gawain was confronted with such a brand-new thing, he was able to extend the topic in such a detailed and specific way, and even extended to the future development of such a thing. The future of things in general! !

Film’s forehead was oozing with sweat again, and the question raised by Gawain was not so easy for him to answer. Even if he was the inventor of the ghost drama, he hadn’t thought about so many things at all, and he didn’t have time to find out. After so many questions, after struggling to answer a long list of questions, and after Gawain finally gave him a breather, the young man from Barron finally couldn't bear it any longer. He was bold and hesitant. Said: "Your Majesty, you... have you actually thought of something like a ghost drama?"

As soon as he said these words, the more he thought about it, the more likely it became

Gawain reacted immediately after hearing Philm's words.

He may have asked too much and said too much.

There have been so many that this interesting young man in front of him doubts his life.

"No, I'm just good at discovering the qualities of new things," Gawain laughed, shaking his head, his eyes fell on the young man from Barron, "Mr. Firm, you created the ghost drama, This is absolutely true, don't doubt it."