Chapter 523: Invitation from the National Theatre of China, can you write a stage play script?!

Just as netizens were sighing at how easily Ye Xuan made money, the National Theatre of China in Yanjing was immersed in an ocean of joy.

The multimedia conference room was full of veteran actors from the theatre, all of them looking excited at the moment.

"Dean Tian, great, we finally applied for the hosting rights of the International Theatre Season!"

"This is our first time hosting the International Theatre Season!"

"Theatre troupes from all over the world will watch our performances..."

From everyone's speeches, it is not difficult to see that the reason why everyone is so excited is precisely because the National Theatre of China has won the hosting rights for the 5th International Theatre Season on behalf of China.

The International Theatre Season, held every two years, is one of the largest theatre-themed art festivals in the world.

During the 100-day period, top-notch well-known theatre troupes from all over the world will gather to bring the highest "587" level of peak performances.

Previously, the International Theatre Season had been held for four sessions, all in world-renowned art capitals.

This is the first time China has won the hosting rights for the International Theatre Season, so it's no wonder everyone is so excited.

However, just when everyone was happy, Dean Tian of the National Theatre of China seemed to have thought of something, his smile gradually faded, and he frowned instead.

"We have become the host, but the problem is what should we do next?"

As soon as the words came out, the atmosphere in the conference room, which was just happy and joyful, suddenly stalled.

Everyone present followed with thoughtful expressions.

Yes.

Winning the hosting rights is indeed enough to inspire people.

But what next?!

You know, the International Theatre Season is not only a display of the world's top theatre level, but also a collision of theatre levels from all over the world.

Previously, every time it was the turn of foreign well-known theatre troupes to perform, it was almost full, with no seats left, and tickets were hard to find.

Conversely, when it was the turn of Chinese theatre troupes, it was quite good to have 50% of the audience come to watch.

There was even a dilemma where most of the audience left early because it was boring and dull halfway through the performance.

If such an embarrassing situation were to reappear, wouldn't that lose the face of China as the host?!

At this moment, many people in the conference room also thought of this, and suddenly felt the pressure.

The next step is a tough battle!

Dean Tian, who was sitting in the main seat, looked up and scanned the audience, and after taking in everyone's expressions, he cleared his throat and said in a deep voice.

"For the first play we are going to perform, what are your thoughts?!"

This first play, as the opening performance of the International Theatre Season, is obviously of extraordinary importance.

Everyone in the conference room knew the importance of this opening big play, and everyone followed into deep thought.

Not long after, a veteran actor who had worked for thirty years coughed slightly and asked tentatively.

"How about 'Departure'?"

The play 'Departure' was rated as the best play of the year last year, and once performed, it was praised.

Many people in the conference room nodded in agreement, but the opposing voices followed immediately.

"This one probably can't hold the stage!"

"'Departure' is popular, but it still can't change the hard flaws of the story plot itself; I feel it's still a bit lacking..."

Seeing that nearly half held opposing opinions, Dean Tian's brows furrowed deeper, and he waved his hand to signal.

"Change."

This meant asking everyone to recommend other plays.

"How about 'Going Home'?"

"Didn't you see the audience's feedback? They said the lines were written too poorly, pretending to be profound, and they didn't want to watch it a second time at all..."

"How about 'Railway Guerrillas'?!"

"Not deep enough, how can foreigners understand our complex about the Railway Guerrillas?"

The discussion in the conference room lasted for two whole hours.

But by the end of the discussion, everyone's throats began to go hoarse, and the plays in their brains were listed, but the opening big play was still not decided.

The atmosphere in the entire conference room gradually became heavy and oppressive from the initial joy.

Seeing that dragging it on would not help, Dean Tian announced the end of the meeting with a cold face.

"Let's stop here for today, everyone go back and continue to think about it."

After the sparse footsteps left, only Dean Tian remained in the conference room.

Thinking that the dignified National Theatre of China had gathered the top theatre actors in China, but couldn't come up with a play that could serve as an opening big play, Dean Tian collapsed in his seat and sighed subconsciously.

Just as Dean Tian was holding his forehead and worrying, the phone ring on the table suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

Scanning the caller ID, noticing it was his old friend, the Chairman of the Writers Association, Xiao Rong, Dean Tian spoke first as soon as he pressed the answer button.

"Old Xiao, why are you calling me again?"

This word "again" is truly exquisite.

Apparently, he hadn't suffered less from this old friend.

"Oh my, isn't it because I'm too excited to see Mr. Ye's poetry collection?! You must find someone to share it with, you quickly turn to page 83! Look at how well Mr. Ye wrote this sentence..."

Surrounded by the rainbow farts of the Chairman of the Writers Association who turned into a fanboy, Dean Tian had already practiced the good skill of letting it go in one ear and out the other 0......

Muttering "um um" to respond to the Chairman of the Writers Association on the other end of the phone, Dean Tian's brain had already continued to wander, thinking about which play to choose.

When he turned around in his brain and still had no answer, Dean Tian heard the Chairman of the Writers Association on the other end of the phone sigh like this.

"How can Mr. Ye know everything?! Novels, ancient poems, modern poems, what else is there that Mr. Ye doesn't know?!"

Hearing this, Dean Tian nodded deeply.

Yes.

It's as if there's nothing Mr. Ye doesn't know.

As this idea popped up, Dean Tian's action of holding the phone paused, and his eyes lit up.

In that case, does Mr. Ye also understand theatre?!

Thinking of this, Dean Tian's heart jumped, and even his breathing became heavy.

"Hello?! Old Tian, are you still listening?!"

The Chairman of the Writers Association on the other end didn't get Dean Tian's feedback for a long time, and now he couldn't help but confirm.

The next moment, he heard Dean Tian's hurried urging voice.

"Old Xiao, quickly tell me Mr. Ye's contact information! If this succeeds, you've done me a great favor!"

What's the situation?!

What great favor?!

After the Chairman of the Writers Association sent Ye Xuan's contact information in a daze, he heard the "beep beep" sound of hanging up from the other side 1.0.

Good heavens!

I haven't finished talking about the wonderful content of the poetry collection yet?!

Why did you hang up on me?!

Is this what the netizens call "feelings will change"?! ===== CHAPTER 526 =====