Chapter 243: The Father of Tragedy

When he opened it, Su ye was pleasantly surprised.

It turned out that Lake visited Aeschylus, the father of tragedy, on purpose yesterday. This old man who was famous in Greece agreed to Lake's request and was willing to guide Su ye. He is free for the next two days. Let Su ye find a time ahead of time. Just agree.

Su ye didn't expect to meet the legendary father of tragedy so early, so he immediately sent a magic letter to Lake, agreeing to meet at the beauty of the dragon at noon today.

Near noon, Su ye's carriage arrived at the gate of Plato Academy, where Lake was waiting.

Su ye got off the carriage and saw that the dark circles on Lake's face were thicker, so he stepped forward to give him a hug.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with you? Why are you so enthusiastic about me? Do you want to see my sister?" Lake looked at Su ye warily.

"No, no, in front of the father of tragedy, I have no interest in your sister. The reason why I hug you is to thank you for your silent sacrifice. Aeschylus is a nobleman and a great playwright famous all over Greece , to let him see me, you must go all out. Look at your dark circles, it is the best proof."

Su ye is not a fool, he knows very well what Lake has done these two days.

The reputation of Aeschylus in Greece is not as good as that of Plato, but it is absolutely no less than that of Thucydides. Especially in the circle of nobles and emerging families, Aeschylus has a greater reputation.

The industry giant pioneer who could make this kind of immortality decided to meet a teenage child, Suye even suspected that Lake might beg Aeschylus.

"Thank you!" Lake thanked Suye instead.

Thank Su ye for not ignoring his own efforts.

"Let's go! I hope you haven't gotten tired of the dragon's beauty." Suye patted Lake on the shoulder.

"Never get tired of it. By the way, Niya said thank you for the dessert." Lake laughed.

"Our sister is very polite, that's right." Su ye said.

"It's my sister!" Lake stared.

Su ye laughed.

Lake hesitated for a moment, and reluctantly said: "Niya said, after she finishes her work, she will make a cover for the magic book for you in a few days." After finishing speaking, Lake patted the cowhide cover on the surface of his magic book. "

"Thank you very much. Next time I go to see her, I will definitely bring more delicious food."

"I won't let you meet!"

"There's always a chance." Su ye smiled.

Not long after, the two arrived at the beauty of the dragon and stood aside waiting.

A carriage stopped, and a tall old man stepped out of the carriage, wearing a white Greek robe, with a gentle smile on his face, and the light of wisdom in his deep eyes.

"Your Excellency Aeschylus!" Lake walked quickly.

Su ye also moved forward, looking at the eternally famous father of tragedy.

"Your Excellency, this is Su Ye, my classmate." Lake introduced.

"Thank you very much, Your Excellency Aeschylus, for coming." Su ye immediately bowed his head and saluted.

The old man laughed and said, "No, no, it should be thanks to you, otherwise I would have to wait at least two months to eat the delicious food here. I didn't want to come, but Lake said that he could eat here, so he nodded and agreed immediately. "

"Then I will let you eat the most delicious food, please come in." Su ye made a gesture of invitation sideways, and gave the waiter at the door a look to let the waiter lead the way.

Aeschylus walked into the restaurant, looked around the hall, nodded slightly, and followed the waiter forward.

"Monsieur Aeschylus!"

"Good afternoon, sir!"

Many nobles who had dinner greeted the old man with respect in their tone.

Aeschylus kept smiling and nodding.

The three of them sat down, and Su ye smiled and said, "Let's eat first, we can't let your old man go hungry."

"I think so too." Aeschylus laughed.

Su ye did not expect that the father of tragedy was an old man with a cheerful personality.

Perhaps, knowing what others like and knowing what others are sad about.

Kelton came again in person, explained the dishes in detail, and asked the old man about his taste.

Unexpectedly, Aeschylus said: "Since we are in a new restaurant, we naturally have to try new dishes that we have never tasted before. If we only choose old flavors every time we try, it is not trying, but repeating."

"You are truly a wise sage." Kelton praised sincerely.

The three talked and laughed, and finished their meal happily.

However, the old man did not touch any desserts.

Su ye and Lake asked why in surprise.

"I like all sweet things, but too much sweetness will paralyze my perception. Therefore, I must restrain my desires, give up the sweetness of the world, and grasp the higher sweetness, drama." Aeschylus said with a smile reason.

"Then we respect the sweetest thing in the world, drama." Su Ye said.

The three raised their glasses and sipped lightly.

After the meal, the three of them walked to the reception room and chatted for half an hour, letting Aeschylus get to know Su ye a little bit.

During the process of Suye and Lake's narration, the old man often nodded lightly and responded to Suye and Lake. Every time he heard something exciting, he would not hesitate to praise Suye. Every sentence was like an epic. It is very useful.

Then, Su ye took out his magic book and asked Aeschylus to read the outline.

Aeschylus read it carefully, and after reading it, he didn't say anything immediately, but thought for a long time, and read it again.

During the whole process, he showed no other emotions, and kept a serious and focused look.

After thinking deeply again, he returned the magic book to Su ye.

"The story is a good one, and some of your sentences make me think that you are the patron of the Muses. Do you want to hear the whole truth, then?" asked Aeschylus.

"Of course." Su ye said.

"From a personal point of view, I don't like it very much."

Aeschylus' words were like a bucket of cold water, chilling Su ye and Lake's hearts.

Su ye just smiled awkwardly, while Lake's expression changed.

"The beginning of your plot is not attractive enough, which is why most dramas nowadays are mainly based on flashbacks, occasionally interspersed with interludes to explain the antecedents. Your scene transitions and multi-act changes tend to distract the audience. And..."

Aeschylus stated many of his perceived shortcomings.

Su ye held the magic book in his hand and wrote down everything Aeschylus said.

However, highlight only a few of them, and write down ways to improve them below.

Soon, the old man finished his opinion.

Lake's face sank, he never expected that things would be like this, he thought that Aeschylus would like this drama very much.

The reception room was silent for a moment, and the old man returned to smiling and looked at the two of them.

"I said my personal opinion before, so next, let me talk about the opinion of 'playwright Aeschylus'."

Su ye's eyes were fixed, while Lake showed surprise.

The old man laughed and said, "Don't be surprised. After all, besides the name 'Aeschylus', I am most often called 'Champion of the Poets Tournament' and 'Father of Tragedy', although I don't like the latter titles very much. .But, of course, when people want to call me that, I take responsibility for that."

Rick nodded slightly.

But when Su ye heard the word "responsibility", his eyes changed, and he looked at the father of tragedy more seriously.

"I personally don't like your kind of drama very, very much, mind you, I just say 'I don't like'. I don't say bad, I don't say bad, because I know that in front of the world, every one of us A person is insignificant, as insignificant as an ant. No matter how wise your eyes are, you can only see the front, and no matter how narrow your eyes are, you may also see the blind spots of wise people. So, I can only say, I don’t like it. My favorite, It is not the standard of this world, so it is not qualified to make judgments, especially negative judgments, especially judgments that hurt people."

"When I judge you first, it's tantamount to allowing your sword to stab my chest." The old man's tone became more and more amiable.

"You are really a senior full of wisdom." Su ye said sincerely.

Lake blushed, he underestimated the old man before.

"However, as a playwright, as a poet's competition champion, as others say the father of tragedy, my personal preference is not important. When I read your "Zachary" outline for the second time in these capacities At that time, I could yell almost every second, you see, your mind is not bound by us old things at all, you don't care if it's one person, two people or three people, you just want more than fifty people! "

"You tear our old stuff to shreds. A one-act play? Roughly kicked out and replaced with multiple acts. A single stage? Get rid of it, put up some scenery, change the time and place of the stage, it's the beauty of a muse Inspiration. Poetry? All smashed into pieces, and all replaced with easy-to-understand words, so that people who cannot read can understand. You make us blush with your practical actions. We playwrights always think that they represent the crystallization of human wisdom. I always think that I understand people's hearts, but you let us know that we are so hypocritical. How arrogant it is if ordinary people cannot understand dramas!"

"Your diction is not beautiful enough, but those few words, including the few words that Lake chanted in front of me repeatedly yesterday, have surpassed the beauty of the world and possessed the beauty of philosophy."

"Yes, Aeschylus didn't like it, but 'Champion of Poets' and 'Father of Tragedy' loved it like crazy! Because I saw a completely different thing, a completely different life! This life looks so young , even a little ugly, but why should we reject it? Just like, how could we kill a small and ugly baby? What we should do is, let the sun shine, irrigate carefully, and let time prove this new thing!"

"If time proves that this new thing is useless, what do we have to lose? But if we kill this new thing, and time proves that she is wonderful, we have a huge loss."

"We are not the truth of the world, we are not the truth of anyone, and most of the time, we are not even the truth of ourselves. However, we often regard our ignorance as the truth, as the standard, and limit ourselves and others."

The old man didn't care about the reactions of Su ye and Lake, and expressed his opinions as if he was reciting his own poetry and drama.

Su ye and Lake looked at each other.

It is worthy of being a professional poet and drama writer.

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