Chapter 772 New-Style Drama

After confirming that there are really only a bunch of magic parts and crystal arrays on the stage, the Earl of Baring believes that he has mastered the essence of this so-called "new drama".

It's not a brilliant new technology, but he still has to say, it's a great idea.

The traditional drama is recorded in the photo crystal, and then the magic net terminal can be played repeatedly and in a large range to turn a drama into a "commodity" that can be copied and reproduced continuously. The cost of "drama" is instantly reduced to incredible proportions, without sacrificing its effectiveness.

Therefore, there will be such a rather "popular" theater, and there will be a "new-style drama" that ordinary citizens can watch at will.

Undoubtedly, this is in line with the "new order" promoted by His Majesty Gawain Cecil, and in line with the two cores of "technology serving the public" and "laying the foundation for mass production".

No wonder this thing is so strongly supported by the Government Affairs Office that it can be promoted so vigorously in the imperial capital.

The Earl of Baling can see this, and basically everyone else present can also see it - none of the people around Victoria are stupid, and in the process of maintaining the operation of the government affairs office in the old king's capital, he also came into contact with a lot of related demons. The case for guiding technology, at least in terms of comprehension and association, they can easily guess how this new type of drama is realized - the technology itself is not surprising, but they still appreciate the idea of ​​this People: In an age of rapid development, being able to come up with great ideas is an amazing ability in itself.

After thinking about this, the Earl of Baring adjusted his posture on the chair, preparing to watch the content that was about to be presented on the stage from a relatively comfortable angle-the surroundings were crowded with people, the seats were not wide enough, and there were no services around The high-class servants, no desserts and private terraces to pass the time, this is not a comfortable environment for watching the theater, but it can be a novel and interesting experience.

And not long after he adjusted his posture, a bell sounded from nowhere.

There was light on the stage.

In the hall, which had been a little chaotic just a moment ago, the voice of the people gradually decreased, and those civilians who entered the "theater" for the first time finally quieted down. With anticipation, nervousness, and curiosity, they saw the crystal array on the stage in the brilliance of magic. Light up one by one, and then, a holographic projection rises from the sky.

Many people understand that this should be similar to the magic net terminal that broadcasts programs on the street, but this does not prevent them from staring at the content presented on the projection——

After a brief ad introducing the Cod Family Business, which is one of the show's investors, the show opens with a chaotic street and a group of people. Children running and fighting between mud and sand.

There were no castles, no knights, no princesses who came to play among the people, and no gardens and fountains overlooking the manor's terrace.

Only one after another living in the market place, wandering between the streets, trying to maintain food and clothing characters appeared.

The Earl of Baring frowned in confusion, and several people around him frowned in confusion.

Victoria Wilder just watched it all with a blank face and quietly.

The camera moves between the criss-crossing alleys, passing through the crowds of loud bargaining, hard work, crying and laughing, it seems that this is not an arranged stage,

It's just a pair of eyes passing through a certain old city - this city does not exist, but it is very real. It shows something unfamiliar to the Earl of Balin, but very strange to most people in the hall. something familiar.

That's where they used to live, and where they used to be neighbors—and who they were.

...

In a room next to the projection hall, Gawain sat next to a monitor. The monitor displayed the exact same picture as on the "stage", and around him, the room was filled with various , and several magicians were staring at those devices intently to ensure the smoothness of this first screening.

Gawain looked away from the monitor.

He had already watched the entire Ghost Story ahead of time, and frankly speaking, it was a very simple story for him.

It just tells the story of a few young people living in the north. Because of their hard life, they have no future ahead, and when the Northern War broke out, they had to leave their hometown with their families to sell their properties and travel across half of the country on a mechanical boat to the south. A story that starts a new life.

In the middle are interspersed with the human beings on the immigrant ship, telling the experiences of a series of small people——

A taciturn watchmaker, framed and expelled from his hometown for being withdrawn, finds a new home in a factory in the south; an old couple separated from their only child during the war, who wanted to go to their relatives, However, they stepped on the ship of immigrants by accident, and when they were about to disembark, they found that the "gear monster" who had been staying in the mechanical compartment at the bottom of the ship turned out to be their son who lost his memory in the war; A down-and-out mercenary who stole a ticket to board the ship, tried to pretend to be a decent knight all the way, but bravely stood up as the ship passed through the blockade of the war zone, like a real knight with those who wanted to get on board to check The officers who looted property in the name of dealing with it, protected a pair of brothers and sisters who did not have a pass on the ship...

Instead of pursuing any lurid court intrigues or empty didactic metaphors, Philm and his friends are doing everything they can to tell a good story in this ghost show.

Make them seem like they are happening around you.

"Its plot is not complicated," Gawain turned his head and looked at Philm, who was standing not far away, nervous and restless, "It's easy to understand."

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty," said Philm, a little flustered, "it's... it's really simple..."

Gao Wen smiled and shook his head: "No, I'm not picking on faults, on the contrary, I think this is just right, the first ghost drama, it needs to be easy to understand."

This is not to comfort Philm, but it is what he thinks in his heart.

Gao Wen is not short of thrilling, bizarre, twisting and wonderful script ideas. In fact, in such an era of lack of spiritual entertainment, he just searched in his mind and there are countless dramas that surpass contemporary dramas in terms of plot structure, suspense setting, and world background. The story, but as the script of the first ghost drama, those things may not be suitable.

The first ghost movie was intended for the public, and most of these audiences had never watched even the simplest drama in their entire past lives.

The story is too twisty and bizarre, they may not understand it, the story is too detached from their life, they may not read it, the story is too rich in connotation and far-reaching metaphors, they even think that the "phantom drama" is a kind of boring thing. It is difficult to promote it if it is kept at a distance.

In Gawain's opinion, it is far more appropriate for a "local person" to write a story for the "local person" than to collect a few legends from another world from his own mind - the latter he still has to work hard The processed products conform to the local world view, and the processed products may not necessarily arouse the interest of the public.

"To be honest, there are a lot of things in this story that I know for the first time," Elaine said with a slightly shy smile next to Film, "Father is right, I should come out See the world and learn something."

As he spoke, the heir of the Western Region glanced at his friend on the other side, with a little curiosity on his face: "Fendil, what's wrong with you? Why have you been uneasy since just now?"

"I...it's nothing, it's probably an illusion," Fendil, who had short silver hair and a tall and sunny figure, seemed a little nervous and worried at the moment, he smiled and shook his head, "It's been a little bad since just now. It feels like I'm going to get into trouble."

Philm suddenly became nervous: "You mean there will be problems with today's 'premier'?"

Powerful transcendents often have some "intuitive hunches" that are difficult for ordinary people to understand. Philm doesn't quite understand this. He only thinks that this intuition will be something similar to "prophecy", so when he hears Fendil's words. When I couldn't help but get a little nervous.

"No, it's not about this," Fendil quickly waved to his friend, "Be confident, Philm, your work is excellent--Look at Miss Amber's expression, she clearly likes this ghost. drama."

Beside the monitor, Amber stared at the picture on the holographic projection without blinking, and seemed to be completely immersed in it, but after Fendil's voice fell, her ears shook and said without looking back: "It's really good. ——At least some of the details are quite real. The mercenary who stole the boat ticket——his trick is superficial, but he is really careful. Did you find someone to guide him?"

"We went to the police station several times for this," Film lowered his head in embarrassment. "The actor who played the mercenary was actually a thief... I mean, he was a thief before."

"Yes," Gao Wen laughed, "I mean your serious attitude is not bad."

As he spoke, he turned his head, as if looking through the wall, looking at the direction of the projection hall next door.

It's not just that Felm and others have a good attitude in making ghost dramas.

Fendil's intuition...seems to be pretty good too.

...

During the more than two-hour screening, the hall was quiet.

For a group of commoners who entered the theater for the first time, and for the Earl of Bahrain and others who were sitting with so many commoners for the first time, it seemed a bit incredible.

In the middle of the ghost play, the Earl of Baring realized one thing: Except as the background in the picture, things like castles, manors, palaces and the like probably really won't appear.

Apart from the mercenary disguised as a knight and a few old noble knights who were obviously villains, the "knight" should really not appear.

Narrator poems, heroic monologues, priests who symbolize gods, and philosophers and scholars who symbolize wise aristocracy should not appear.

The story is not complicated, and at least in the eyes of the Earl of Baring - it is not too interesting.

Most of the things in it are incomprehensible, incomprehensible, and resonant for this nobleman from the capital.

But he still read the whole story seriously, and noticed that everyone in the hall was completely immersed in the story of "Magic Drama".

When the story draws to a close, the "Highlander", which has survived the bumpy test, overcame the blockade of war, and survived monsters and mechanical failures, finally arrived safely in the southern port city. The audience was pleasantly surprised to find that there was one of them. A very familiar figure even appeared on the screen of the magic shadow drama - the much-loved lady witch played a cameo in the play as a receptionist in charge of registering immigrants, and even the well-known big businessman, Cod Mr. Cod, the owner of the Homework Company, also acted as a guide on the pier.

The ending of the whole story is even more strange: after the subtitles of "years later" flashed, the immigrant who had settled down in the southern region appeared on the screen. The experience of starting life in the new home, the last scene of the magic shadow drama, is a combination of dozens of small screenshots, and dozens of characters say the last line in unison in the projection:

"Yes, that's how we started our new life."

The picture gradually dimmed, and the list of actors began to appear on the screen of the holographic projection.

The Earl of Baring breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get up, but a soft voice suddenly came from the seat behind him:

"Yes, that's how we started our new life..."

Earl Balin was stunned for a moment, and before he could turn his head to follow the sound, he heard more voices coming from nearby:

"Yes, that's how we started our new life..."

Many were still looking in the direction of the extinguished crystal array, and many were still whispering the last line.

Ninety-nine percent of the people in this city are immigrants, or refugees and refugees.

They have gone through everything in the story - leaving home, long journeys, rooting in unfamiliar land, working, building their own house, cultivating their own land...

There is no story that can move the people sitting here like "Immigration".

Gradually, the applause finally sounded, and the applause became more and more louder and louder, until it resounded throughout the hall.

In the applause from around, Earl of Baring suddenly heard Victoria Wilder's voice in his ears:

"They come here to read other people's stories, but they see themselves in the stories.

"Mr. Baring, what do you think of this story?"

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