After confirming that there were really only a bunch of magical parts and crystal arrays on the stage, Earl Baling thought he had grasped the essence of this so-called "new theater".
It's not a brilliant new technology, but he still has to say, it's a great idea.
Record the traditional drama in the video recording crystal, and then use the characteristics of the magic network terminal that can be played repeatedly and in a large area to turn a drama into a "commodity" that can be copied and reproduced continuously. The cheap magic device makes this kind of The cost of "drama" is instantly reduced to an incredible level, but its effect will not be discounted.
Therefore, there will be such a rather "popular" theater, there will be a ticket with an original price of only six el, and there will be a "new style of theater" 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 received such strong support from the Government Affairs Department that it was able to be promoted so vigorously in the imperial capital.
The Earl of Bahrain can see this, and basically everyone else present can also see it—the people who follow Victoria are not stupid people, and they have also come into contact with a lot of magic guides in the process of maintaining the operation of the government office in the old king's capital. In the case of technology, at least from the perspective of comprehension and associative ability, they can easily guess how this new type of drama is realized-the technology itself is not surprising, but they still appreciate the person who can think of this good idea: In such an era of rapid development, being able to come up with good ideas is a remarkable ability in itself.
After thinking about this, the Earl of Bahrain adjusted his posture on the chair, preparing to watch what was about to be presented on the stage from a relatively comfortable angle—there were crowds of people around, the seats were not wide enough, and there were no service providers around. High-ranking servants, no pastries and private terraces, it's not a comfortable theater-going environment, but it can be a novel and interesting experience.
Not long after he adjusted his posture, a bell sounded from nowhere.
On the stage, lights rise.
In the hall that seemed a little chaotic just a moment ago, the voices of people gradually died down. Those civilians who entered the "theater" for the first time finally calmed down. With anticipation, nervousness, and curiosity, they saw the crystal array on the stage glowing in the brilliance of magic. Light up one by one, and then the holographic projection rises from the sky.
Many people have come to understand that this should be similar to the magic network terminal that broadcasts programs on the street, but this does not affect them staring at the content presented on the projection—
After a brief advertisement introducing Codd Family Business Company, indicating that Codd Family Business Company is one of the investors of the show, the magic shadow drama ushered in the opening. The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was a messy street and a group of Children running and playing in the mud and sand.
There were no castles, no knights, no princesses who came to play among the people, and no gardens and fountains overlooked from the manor terrace.
There are only one after another characters living in the market houses, wandering between the streets and alleys, trying to maintain food and clothing.
The Earl of Bahrain frowned in confusion, and several people around him frowned in confusion.
Victoria Wilde just watched all this with a blank expression.
The camera moves between the criss-crossing back alleys, passing through loud bargaining, hard-working, crying and laughing crowds, it seems that this is not an arranged stage, but just a pair of people passing through an old city. Eyes—This city does not exist, but it is very real, and it shows something that is a little strange to the Earl of Balin, but very familiar to the eyes of most people in the hall.
That's where they used to live, and where their neighbors used to be—and where they used to be.
…
In a room next to the projection hall, Gao Wen was sitting next to a monitor. What was shown on the monitor was exactly the same as on the "stage". Around him, the room was filled with various Several magicians are staring at those devices with full attention to ensure that the first screening goes smoothly.
Gao Wen looked away from the monitor.
He has already watched the entire Phantom Shadow drama in advance, and frankly speaking, this drama is really a very simple story for him.
It just tells the story of a few young people living in the north. Because of the difficult life and the uncertain future, and the outbreak of the northern war, they had to sell their property with their families and leave their hometowns. They crossed half the country on a mechanical boat and came to the south. The story of a new life.
Interspersed in the middle are the various states of the world on the immigrant ship, telling the experiences of a series of little people—
A taciturn watchmaker, who was framed and expelled from his hometown because of his withdrawn personality, found a new home in a factory in the south; an old couple who lost their only child in the war wanted to go to relatives, But by accident, they set foot on the immigrant ship, and when they were about to disembark, they discovered that the "gear monster" who had been staying in the mechanical cabin 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 his best to pretend to be a decent knight, but bravely stood up when the ship passed the blockade of the war zone, like a real knight, and those who wanted to board the ship to check Dealing with the officers who searched for property, protecting a pair of brother and sister on the ship who did not have a pass...
In this ghost drama, Film and his friends are not pursuing any sensational court intrigue or empty didactic metaphors, all they are doing is doing everything they can to tell a good story.
Make them feel like they are actually happening around you.
"Its plot is not complicated." Gawain turned his head and looked at Film, who was standing not far away, with a nervous face and fidgeting. "It's easy to understand."
"Yes, yes, Your Majesty," Film said in a panic, "it... is really simple..."
Gao Wen shook his head with a smile: "No, I'm not picking faults, on the contrary, I think this is just right, the first phantom drama, it needs to be easy to understand."
This is not to comfort Film, but what he thinks in his heart is indeed the case.
Gao Wen has no shortage of thrilling, bizarre, twisting and wonderful script ideas. In fact, in such an era of lack of spiritual entertainment, there are countless scripts in his mind that surpass contemporary dramas in terms of plot structure, suspense setting, world background, etc. story, but if it is used as the script of the first phantom drama, those things may not be suitable.
The first phantom drama was intended for the public, and most of these audiences had never watched even the simplest drama in their entire lives.
The story is too tortuous and bizarre, they may not understand it, the story is too out of their life, they may not be able to read it, the story is too rich in connotation, and the metaphor is far-reaching, they may even think that "ghost drama" is a boring thing, and they will never be able to understand it. Keep it at a respectful distance, no matter how difficult it is to promote.
In Gao Wen's opinion, it is far more suitable for a "local" to write a story for the "local" than to collect a few legends from different worlds in his mind - he has to work hard on the latter Some of them are in line with the local worldview, and may not be able to arouse the interest of the public after processing.
"To be honest, I know many things in this story for the first time," Eleven said with a shy smile beside Film, "Father is right, I should come out See the world and learn something."
While talking, the heir to 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 restless since just now?"
"I... nothing, it's probably an illusion," Fendil, who has short silver hair and a tall and sunny figure, seemed a little nervous and worried at the moment. He smiled and shook his head, "I've had a bad feeling since just now. , seems to be in trouble."
Film suddenly became nervous: "You mean today's 'Premiere' will go wrong?"
Powerful transcendents often have some "intuitive premonitions" that are difficult for ordinary people to understand. Film didn't understand this very well. He only thought that this intuition would be something like "prophecy". Therefore, after hearing Fendil's words, Sometimes I can't help but feel a little nervous.
"No, it's not about this." Fendil quickly waved his hand to his friend, "Be confident, Film, your work is excellent—look at Miss Amber's expression, she obviously likes this phantom drama .”
Beside the monitor, Amber was looking at the picture on the holographic projection without blinking her eyes, she seemed to be completely immersed in it, but after Fendil's voice fell, her ears still trembled, and she said without turning her head: "It's really good —At least some of the details are quite true. The mercenary who stole the boat ticket—although his tricks are simple, but they are really exquisite. Did you find someone to guide you?”
"We went to the Public Security Bureau several times for this." Film bowed his head a little embarrassedly. "The actor who played the mercenary is actually a thief... I mean, he was a thief before."
"That's right," Gao Wen laughed, "I mean your serious attitude is very good."
As he spoke, he turned his head away, as if looking through the wall, looking in the direction of the projection hall next door.
Not only Film and others have a good attitude in making phantom dramas.
Fendil's intuition... seems to be quite good.
…
During the more than two-hour-long screening, the hall was quiet.
For a group of civilians who entered the theater for the first time, and for the Earl of Bahrain and others who were sitting with so many civilians for the first time, this seemed unbelievable.
In the middle of the ghost drama, the Earl of Bahrain realized one thing: Apart from being used as the background in the picture, things like castles, manors, and palaces probably really won’t appear.
Except for the mercenary pretending to be a knight and a few old noble knights who are obviously villains, the "knight" should really not appear.
Narration poems, heroic monologues, priests who symbolize gods, and philosophers and scholars who symbolize wise aristocrats, these should never appear.
The story wasn't complicated, and at least it seemed to the Earl of Baring - it wasn't very interesting either.
Most of the things inside are incapable of substitution, incomprehensible, and incapable of resonance for this nobleman from the capital.
But he still read the whole story seriously, and noticed that everyone in the hall had been completely immersed in the story of the "Phantom Shadow Drama".
When the story draws to a close, the "Highlander", which has gone through the test of bumps, broke through the war blockade, and survived monsters and mechanical failures, finally arrived at the southern port city safely. The audience was pleasantly surprised to find that there was one of them Familiar figures actually appeared on the screen of the Phantom Drama—the beloved Miss Witch played a guest role in the play as a receptionist in charge of registering immigrants, and even the famous businessman, Codd’s family Mr. Codd, the owner of the company, also acted as a guide on the pier.
And the ending of the whole story is even more novel: after the subtitle of "years later" flashes, the immigrants who have settled down in the southern region appear on the screen. The experience of starting life in a new home, the last scene of the Phantom Drama, is a collection of dozens of small screen captures, and dozens of characters utter the last line in unison in the projection:
"Yes, that's how we started our new lives."
The screen gradually dimmed, and the list of actors began to appear on the holographic projection screen.
Earl Bahrain 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 a new life..."
The Earl of Bahrain 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 a new life..."
Many people are still looking in the direction of the extinguished crystal array, and many people are still softly repeating the last line.
Ninety-nine percent of the people in this city are immigrants, or refugees or refugees.
They have experienced everything in the story - leaving home, taking a long journey, taking root in a strange land, working, building their own house, cultivating their own land...
No story can impress the people sitting here like "Immigration".
Gradually, finally there was applause, and the applause became more and more louder, until it gradually resounded throughout the hall.
Amidst the applause from around, the Earl of Bahrain suddenly heard the voice of Victoria Wilde coming into his ears:
"They come here to read other people's stories, and they see themselves in the stories.
"Mr. Baring, what do you think of this story?"