Chapter 895: Eat some foreign food
Chapter 895: Eat some foreign food
The solemn sound dissipated.
The candles in the courtyard went out, and the Longling silk curtain glowed with pure white fluorescence, shaking like waves. Behind the huge banner was a huge square flat water tank with many "well"-shaped partitions inserted in the middle. In each grid, there was a fluorescent jellyfish wandering and glowing.
Quan Yuxuan infused his qi and blood, while Quan Guangqin methodically turned the shaft and flipped the pages of the album in order.
Hua Hua Hua.
The pages turn.
The dragon spirit silk changed colors, the dazzling white light turned into daytime, wild geese flew across the sky, and yellow sand filled the air.
"It's changed!" Xiang Changsong unconsciously stretched his neck forward.
“It’s just like the real thing.”
Everyone was amazed.
"It does look a bit like Mobei." Yang Dongxiong stared at it, reminiscing about the past.
The painting style of Blue Cat and Brown Mouse is completely different from the real scene. The latter's realistic impact is undoubtedly stronger when it is brought to the front!
Liang Qu adjusted his seat, hugged Eying, and found a more comfortable position to lean on the bench, watching the "camera" from top to bottom, from day to night, and the long team holding a bonfire moved forward like a fire snake.
He didn't give Quan Linghan much advice, but there were two main ones.
One is the use and switching of "lens". Many unique ways of expression are constantly iterated. Without them, it will lack too much color and look dry.
The other is about the selection of "script".
How to maximize the impact force?
It’s not about making up new stories and showing off your endless “ideas”, but about changing the old stories and reinterpreting them!
The more familiar it is, the more shocking it is!
There are also considerations in how to choose stories. First, they must be suitable for all ages, and second, they must not offend taboos.
The "camera" on Long Lingxiao zoomed in, and it was face to face with the fire snake under the night sky. The people were ragged, unkempt, and actually were a group of old, weak, sick and disabled refugees!
The discussions among the brothers gradually died down and they all focused.
There was no noise in the picture, only the crackling sound of the torches in the hands of the soldiers and the heavy and tired breathing of the refugees.
Many of the refugees' faces even looked familiar.
"Brother Xu, that refugee looks like you."
"..."
The scene changed during the discussion.
The big flag with the word "Qian" fluttered in the wind.
Light and shadow are constantly changing.
The mermaid outside the theater dubbed in an orderly manner. Within half a quarter of an hour, the protagonist and supporting characters appeared one by one. The story began, and a sense of familiarity came over me.
"The Palace of Eternal Life?"
Long Eying guessed.
"The Palace of Eternal Life" is a classic play. It tells the story of a former emperor of Dahuang who brought great disaster to the Dahuang Dynasty due to his stupidity and corruption, which almost led to the destruction of the dynasty. In the middle of the play, there is also the love-hate relationship between the emperor and his concubines.
She pulled Liang Qu's sleeve, hoping to gain recognition for her guess, but there was no expected response.
Turn around.
I found Liang Qu leaning against the back of the chair in a daze, his face half bright and half dark under the fluorescent light, and the one eye that was revealed did not blink, as if hiding endless emotions and stories, it was so...
lonely?
"call!"
Liang Qu's eyes flickered brightly, like a drowning mortal, breathing greedily one breath after another.
How long.
Hisashi.
too long.
He never thought about it.
That common feeling of comfort will one day become so rare and so precious.
How is life nowadays?
There is a five-acre pond, a three-story courtyard, someone to take care of the laundry and cooking, and it only takes three days to get to the imperial capital. He also has a home, countless friends, a beautiful wife, and two funny little maids at home. His quality of life is even more dreamy than before.
Even dogs can be kept.
No need to worry about how much dog food costs or whether the yard is too small for it to run around.
If you say that life is bad, you don’t need others to tell you. The hungry self in the past will come out and slap you in the face.
Only one thing remains unchanged.
Human life is too worthless.
There is the bald-headed Zhang, the Fish Gang, the big snake, the Ghost Mother Cult, and later on there are the dragon, the Great Snow Mountain, and the Martial Saint. From being a threat to one person, to being a threat to a county, to being a threat to the whole world, it seems that there will never be a complete sense of security.
All the beauty, all the peace, depends on the patience of the dragon, on the non-violence of Beiting, Nanjiang and the Great Snow Mountain, and on the small balance of forces.
Sometimes he wondered.
Living too long is a real hassle.
Morning fungi don't know Hui Shuo, worms don't know Spring and Autumn.
However, if you really understand it thoroughly, you will feel sad about the severe winter in the autumn or even in the summer.
Or maybe being completely powerless can be a kind of luck, like an autumn insect falling into a corner and withering away with the weeds.
There was a half-cold earth cave in front of me. I looked up and saw nuts hanging on the treetops where the poisonous snakes were entangled, which were enough to barely survive the winter.
Perhaps it is because of this that the wheel of history rolls forward, from families to sects, from sects to dynasties, constantly creating a world that is more suitable for most people to live in.
Tall one.
It’s not easy...the corner of my clothes was pulled.
Liang Qu came out of his thoughts and met E Ying's gaze.
Long Eying pulled her sleeve hard. Liang Qu struggled for a moment, then lay down in the direction of the force on the sleeve.
The light and shadows projected on the screen change.
Liang Qu lay sideways on the bench and had to curl up his legs because of the armrest.
Long Eying patted Liang Qu's back gently.
She felt that she knew many secrets of Liang Qu. She could transform into a white ape, from a human to a monster, and from a monster to a human. No matter her thoughts or abilities, she could be said to be omnipotent and omnipotent.
The despair and struggle of the dragon people in the past were easily resolved when they met the elders, and they were no longer burdened.
However, every time I think so, it’s like a new tip of the iceberg hidden beneath the water appears.
Her loneliness and anxiety were gone.
What is the reason for the elder’s loneliness and uneasiness?
The guzheng is played.
A faint fragrance wafts out from behind the white fur coat.
Liang Qu looked at the curtain, smelled the fragrance, and felt a little sleepy.
On the screen, the army from outside the Great Wall rushed into the palace with swords and spears, burning, killing and looting.
Yang Dongxiong felt that there were many unreasonable places. The people rehearsing did not have the necessary combat thinking. Many scenes were even a bit petty. Their strength should not be that good. Just as he was working hard, someone bumped his arm. Xu pointed at Liang Qu and Long Eying who were sitting next to him.
He glanced at Yang Dongxiong and didn't take it seriously. Young man, what's so strange about being sticky?
On the other hand, Xu, who is obviously in her forties, looks younger and her temperament seems to have returned to its past.
The children's actions also seemed fresh.
Seeing that Yang Dongxiong didn't respond, Xu became dissatisfied.
boom!
The pillars of the building collapsed and flames rose.
The light and shadow gradually dimmed.
One act lasts about a quarter to two quarters of an hour.
A play usually lasts more than an hour.
If the entire play of "The Palace of Eternal Life" was to be performed, it would take at least several nights. Quan Linghan did not get rid of the old thinking and completely adapted it, but still tried his best to compress it, dividing it into three parts, one hour each.
One show is finished.
The lights come on.
Everyone remained silent, feeling somewhat empty as they stayed where they were.
Awakening from a big dream.
From Liang Qu's perspective, the story was not very exciting.
It is quite satisfactory.
Even quite "mediocre".
Apart from the incompetence of the emperor, "The Palace of Eternal Youth" originally had a description of love. Once a person who does evil has a tragic past, he will have a so-called character arc, which is easy to arouse sympathy from others. However, Quan Linghan changed the background of Dahuang to Daqian, which was quite "catering", and naturally deleted all the sympathy and removed the beautiful love.
The originally innocent concubine became a demon queen.
The emperor was not only incompetent, but also tyrannical and unjust.
But there is no need for any plot at all, the appearance of cloth shadow is the biggest highlight!
It can be called a revolutionary form of entertainment!
Who knows, one day, the Holy Emperor in the imperial capital may come to the south of the Yangtze River to try something new!
In silence.
Xu Zishuai managed to utter half a sentence: "The price of Long Lingxiao will increase in the future."
Everyone's thoughts were suddenly pulled out of their trance.
I still remember that the Tianbo Chamber of Commerce once auctioned a piece of Dragon Spirit Silk, which was sold for a high price of 58,000 or nearly 60,000 at that time.
Xiang Changsong turned around and leaned on the back of the chair to look back at Lu Gang: "Brother Lu, you have a lot of connections and know a lot of material merchants. Hurry up and stock up on a few pieces! If you make a profit from the difference, you can treat us to a meal!"
"And Master's Wife, isn't the Xu family in the cloth business? They should have more opportunities. You can make a lot of money while the reputation is still there."
"I stocked up on one item." Lu Gang said shockingly.
"When?"
"Two years ago, when Junior Brother released the Blue Cat and the Brown Rat, and County Magistrate Quan came to ask if we could open a theater, I asked Junior Brother if there was any chance. However, Dragon Spirit Silk was not easy to find. It took more than two years for me to receive three pieces. I kept one and my Master's Wife kept two."
"Brother, why didn't you say so earlier?"
"We discussed it in the igloo that day. You said you didn't have the money, and we just laughed it off."
"what?"
"Jiangchuan County will be very powerful in the future."
Yu Dun sighed.
Everyone agreed silently, and in a trance they saw the huge crowds of people after the New Year holidays.
"Why do I feel like Pingyang has changed so much since Junior Brother came here?"
Xu Zishuai rubbed his chin.
(End of this chapter)