Chapter 890: Trying Something New

The solemn sound dissipated.

The candles in the hall went out, and the Dragon Lingxiao curtain glowed with pure white fluorescence, shaking like waves. Behind the huge horizontal banner was a giant square flat water tank, with many 'well' shaped partitions inserted in the middle. In each grid, there was a fluorescent jellyfish swimming and glowing.

Quan Yuxuan injected blood Qi, and Quan Guangqin turned the shaft in an orderly manner, turning the picture book in order.

Swish swish swish.

The pages turned.

Dragon Lingxiao evolved colors, the dazzling white light turned into daytime, wild geese swept across the sky, and yellow sand filled the sky.

"Changed, changed!" Xiang Zhangsong stretched his neck forward unconsciously.

"It's just like the real thing."

Everyone exclaimed.

"It really looks like the desert north." Yang Dongxiong stared without blinking, recalling and missing it.

The painting style of Blue Cat and Brown Mouse was completely different from the real scene. The impact of the latter's realism moved to the front was undoubtedly stronger!

Liang Qu adjusted his seat, hugged Eying, found a more comfortable posture to lean on the long chair, and watched the 'lens' from top to bottom, changing from day to night. The long team held bonfires like a fire snake moving forward.

He didn't give Quan Linghan much guidance, mainly two points.

One is the use and switching of 'lens'. Many unique expression methods are constantly iterated. Without them, there will be much less color, and it will look dry.

The other is the selection of 'script'.

How to maximize the impact?

It's not to fabricate new stories and show off one's infinite 'ideas', but to give old stories a new look and reinterpret them!

The more familiar, the more shocking!

There is also a stress on how to choose stories. First, it must be suitable for all ages, and second, it cannot violate taboos.

The 'lens' on Dragon Lingxiao zoomed in, sticking to the fire snake in the night. People were dressed in rags, disheveled, and it was actually a team of old, weak, sick, and disabled refugees!

The senior brothers' discussion gradually subsided, focusing entirely.

There was no noise in the picture, only the crackling of torches in the soldiers' hands and the difficult and tired panting of the refugees.

Many refugee faces were even a bit familiar.

"Cao Shixiong Xu, that refugee looks like you."

"..."

The picture changed during the discussion.

The 'Gan' character banner fluttered in the wind.

Light and shadow changed constantly.

The Mermaids outside the theater dubbed in an orderly manner. Within half a quarter of an hour, the protagonists and supporting roles appeared one after another, the story unfolded, and a sense of familiarity surged into their hearts.

"The Palace of Eternal Life?"

Long Eying guessed.

"The Palace of Eternal Life" is a classic play, telling the story of a certain emperor of the Great Huang in the past who brought huge disasters to the Great Huang Dynasty due to his incompetence and corruption, causing the dynasty to almost perish, and mixed with the love-hate entanglement between the emperor and his concubine.

She pulled Liang Qu's sleeve, wanting her guess to be recognized, but there was no response that should have appeared.

Turning her head.

She found Liang Qu leaning blankly against the back of the chair, half-bright and half-dark on his face reflecting the fluorescence, one eye blinking, seemingly hiding unspeakable emotions, untold stories, so...

Desolate?

"Hoo!"

Liang Qu's eyes were shining, like a drowning mortal, greedily breathing one mouthful after another.

How long has it been?

Long.

Too long.

He never thought.

That sense of comfort he took for granted would one day be so rare and so precious.

Is life good now?

Five acres of pond, three-entry courtyard, someone specifically in charge of laundry and cooking, the journey to the Imperial Capital is only three days, with a home, countless friends, a beautiful wife, two funny little maids at home, the quality of life is more dreamlike than before.

Even dogs can be raised.

No need to worry about how much dog food costs, no need to worry about the yard being too small for it to run.

If he said life was not good, he wouldn't need others, the hungry self of the past would come out and slap him.

Only one point, never changed.

Human life is too worthless.

Scabby Zhang, Fish Gang, Big Snake, Ghost Mother Sect, and later Dragon King, Great Snow Mountain, and the Martial Saint of the Fruit Position, from the harm of one person, the harm of one county, to the harm of the world, it seems there is never a thorough sense of security.

All beauty, all peace, is entrusted to the tolerance of the Dragon King, entrusted to the Northern Court, Southern Frontier, and Great Snow Mountain not making trouble, entrusted to the small balance of power.

Sometimes he would think.

Living too long is really a troublesome thing.

The morning mushroom doesn't know the beginning and end of the day, the cicada doesn't know spring and autumn.

However, once you understand it thoroughly, you have to worry about the severe winter in autumn or even summer.

Or completely powerless, perhaps it is not a kind of luck, like an autumn insect falling into a corner, withering yellow with weeds.

But there is a half-cold, half-warm earth hole in front of him, looking up, there are nuts for winter on the tree branches wrapped in poisonous snakes.

Perhaps because of this, the wheels of history will roll forward, from family to sect, from sect to dynasty, constantly creating a world more suitable for most people to live in.

The tall ones.

Not easy to be...

The corner of the clothes was pulled.

Liang Qu broke away from his thoughts and met Eying's gaze.

Long Eying pulled the sleeve hard. Liang Qu struggled for a while, and followed the direction of the force on the sleeve to lie down.

The light and shadow of the curtain projected and changed.

Liang Qu lay sideways on the long chair because of the obstruction of the armrest, and had to curl his legs.

Long Eying gently patted Liang Qu's back.

She felt that she knew many of Liang Qu's secrets, could turn into a white ape, from human to demon, from demon to human, whether it was ideas or abilities, all could be called supernatural, omnipotent.

The despair of the Dragon People's struggle in the past was solved by the elder, and there was no heavy burden.

But every time she thought so, it was like an iceberg hidden under the water, revealing a new corner.

Her desolation and anxiety were gone.

What were the elder's desolation and anxiety?

The zither played.

Faint fragrance scattered from the white fur coat.

Liang Qu looked at the curtain, smelled the fragrance, and felt a bit sleepy.

On the curtain, gold and iron horses, the frontier army rushed into the palace, burning, killing, and looting.

Yang Dongxiong felt that there were many unreasonable places. The people who performed had no combat thinking at all, and many scenes were even a bit small-minded. The strength should not be very good. He was serious, but his arm was bumped. Xu pointed to Liang Qu and Long Eying sitting on the side.

Glancing at Yang Dongxiong, he didn't care. Young people, sticky and sticky, what's strange.

It was Xu, clearly several decades old, her appearance was getting younger and younger, and her temper seemed to have returned to the past.

The behavior of a child also felt fresh.

Seeing Yang Dongxiong didn't react, Xu felt dissatisfied.

Boom!

The building pillar collapsed, and the fire rose.

The light and shadow dimmed.

One act of the play is about a quarter of an hour to two quarters of an hour.

A play usually takes more than an hour.

If the full version of "The Palace of Eternal Life" was performed, it would take at least several nights. Quan Linghan didn't get rid of the old thinking and completely adapted it, but still tried his best to compress it, dividing it into upper, middle, and lower parts, one hour per part.

One part finished.

The lights came on.

Everyone still didn't speak, staying in place, feeling a bit empty.

Waking up from a big dream.

From Liang Qu's perspective, the plot story was not too outstanding.

Mediocre.

Even quite 'mediocre'.

The Palace of Eternal Life originally had love descriptions besides the emperor's incompetence. Once the evil people had a tragic past, they had so-called character arcs, which easily attracted sympathy from others, but Quan Linghan changed the background of the Great Huang to the Great Qian, which was quite 'accommodating', naturally deleting all the sympathy, and removing the beautiful love.

The innocent concubine of the original became a demon queen.

The emperor was not only incompetent but also cruel and unreasonable.

But there was no need for any plot, the appearance of Cloth Shadow was the biggest highlight!

It can be called an epoch-making entertainment method!

Maybe one day, the Holy Emperor in the Imperial Capital will also come to Jiangnan to taste the freshness!

In silence.

Xu Zishuai squeezed out half a sentence: "From now on, Dragon Lingxiao will rise in price."

Everyone's immersed thoughts were pulled out.

I remember the Tianbo Chamber of Commerce auctioned a piece of Dragon Lingxiao, which was 58,000 at that time, close to 60,000 high price.

Xiang Zhangsong turned around and lay on the back of the chair to look at Lu Gang: "Cao Shixiong Lu, your door is wide, you know many material merchants, hurry up and hoard a few! Earn the price difference and treat us to a meal!"

"And Madam, doesn't the Xu family do cloth business? The door should be wider. Take advantage of the name not coming out, one book ten thousand profits."

"Hoarded one." Lu Gang said surprisingly.

"When?"

"The year before last, when Liang Shidi released Blue Cat and Brown Mouse, County Magistrate Quan came to ask if a theater could be opened, so I asked Liang Shidi if there was a chance, but Dragon Lingxiao was not easy to find. It took more than two years to receive three pieces. I kept one, and Madam kept two."

"Why didn't Cao Shixiong say it earlier?"

"We talked about it in the ice house that day. You said you had no capital, so you laughed and finished it."

"Ah?"

"Jiangchuan County will be amazing in the future."

Yu Dun sighed.

Everyone silently agreed, trance-like seeing the crowd after the New Year.

"Why do I always feel that after Liang Shidi came, Pingyang changed a lot?"

Xu Zishuai rubbed his chin.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 891 =====