[Rebirth] King of Theater

When Al's talk show ended, he received the warmest welcome from the audience.

Many people came running to talk to him affectionately.What's even more amazing is that someone actually came up to him and asked him if he would like to perform in a certain club as a talk show artist.

Al says he doesn't mind experiencing life once in a while, but...

"I'm a playwright by trade," he declared solemnly.

"My God, are the demands on playwrights so high now?"

The gentleman who suddenly fell in love with talk shows couldn't help exclaiming exaggeratedly: "You still want to learn how to speak talk shows?"

"Er... sir, you are wrong to think so."

Just kidding, but Al didn't want to be the leader of the 'playwrights have to go back to stand-up' kind of talk.

So, he immediately grumbled and complained deliberately: "It's the opposite of what you think! This is actually a very tragic thing. Generally speaking, the only thing people can ask for is to choose to be a bad playwright." That’s why it’s so high. Because, apart from the writer himself, no other artist is willing to act in his script.”

For a while, several people who heard it nearby laughed.

However, this is obviously a self-deprecating statement in jest.

Al, who claimed that "no entertainer is willing to act in the script", successfully sold "Madame X's Love" at the banquet.

This is a bit of a coincidence.

But when you think about it, it's not too surprising.

In Mrs. Jones's banquet, besides writers, painters, poets and other people in the literary and artistic circles, there are also some publishers, producers, small investors and other roles.

These people are always not stingy with money when they encounter some profitable works.

Moreover, Mrs. Jones is also very keen to help matchmaking.

On the one hand, it can help the artists you like find a market for their works, and get rid of poverty and become rich; on the other hand, it can also expand its own influence and make this regularly held banquet more famous in the industry.

The guy who bought Madame X in Love was an animation artist named Bobby.

He just took over the animation production department of a certain TV station not long ago, and he is planning to make a few light-hearted cartoons for the TV station that are suitable for all ages, similar to "Tom and Jerry".

Originally, before Al started to perform the talk show, although he also thought "Madame X's Love" was a rather funny short story, but because the main character was an older widow, it also involved the romance between adult men and women , and was not really taken into consideration by him.

But when Al was serious, and performed a scene [Mrs. X is really a terrible existence worthy of admiration], and made everyone present laugh, he was moved.

"This story sounds great! With twists and turns and dense, novel jokes, a widow's story can be interpreted so interestingly."

He couldn't help thinking in admiration: "Well, think about it carefully, the widow is just a role identity, and the love affair is just a liar's lie. I don't need to worry about this kind of flaw at all. No, it's not a flaw. It makes the story more exciting and interesting."

So, he excitedly ran to talk to Al for half an hour...

Witnessed by Mrs. Jones, a provisional contract was signed to 'bought the animation production rights of Mrs. X'.

Of course, this can only be regarded as a gentleman's agreement, and has no legal effect. The specific content and terms still need to hire a professional lawyer to discuss in detail.

But after returning home, Al happily showed the temporary contract to Mrs. Sylvie.

"What is this?" Mrs. Sylvie, who was going crazy looking up the dictionary, couldn't help jumping up.

She put her hands on her hips, her eyes widened, and she glared at the son angrily: "Oh! You're here to tease your poor mother again? You little beggar, I worked so hard to give birth to you and raise you, but Is that how you repay me?"

"This is the money Mrs. X sold."

Al ignored her anger, and told her patiently: "Mom, look, there are still numbers written here. Come and have a look, "Mrs. X's Love" sold for 3 yuan. However, it is not a one-off settlement." , in installments, the first advance payment is [-]."

"What? Someone paid so much for this? Is he a fool?" Mrs. Sylvie was stunned.

Al smiled, pointed to the number on the contract and said in a good voice: "Look! Look here, you don't know the characters, don't you even recognize the numbers? Look, isn't it written clearly?"

Mrs. Sylvie could not help looking over.

But after she finished reading it, she still didn't believe it very much, and her face was full of suspicion: "Didn't you write something indiscriminately to deceive me on purpose?"

"mom!"

"Hey, I know! God, I really don't understand the world, and there are still fools who buy this."

"Mom, is that all you can say?"

"Then what do you want me to say?"

"Aren't you happy that so much money belongs to us?"

"what?"

Mrs. Sylvie's eyes widened, as if she only realized the problem now.

This lady might really be a natural comedian.

Because her next performance is enough to be recorded in the history of human comedy development (if there is such a thing).

She was crying with joy!

Al was stunned: "God, are your eyes faucets?"

He hurriedly wiped away his mother's tears: "This is a happy thing, don't cry, mom. Please, don't cry."

Mrs. Sylvie could not help sobbing and said, "Al!"

Al: "I'm here, I'm here, Mom."

"If only your poor father were still alive."

"..."

Al, who had no impression of his father, was silent for several seconds.

Then, he opened his arms and suggested gently: "Come on, Mom! Let me hug you for Dad today!"

However, the warmth only lasted for a moment.

Out of some professional instinct of the pathetic comedy writer...

This paragraph was later adapted by Al into Mrs. X's series, but the remuneration was changed into a legacy.

of course.

The process is also designed to be more exaggerated and comical, trying not to make people aware of the sad side behind the story.

As soon as the husband died, the husband's aunt left them a large inheritance.

As a result, this inheritance fell on Mrs. X out of thin air by accident.

--heritage?Could it be that someone is a fool to leave an inheritance to someone he has never met?

——Uh, the point is that you have become rich, aren't you happy?

Mrs. X immediately burst into tears of joy.

and……

The animated version of the thin woman clenched her fists, hiccupped while crying, and beat her husband's body vigorously. The small fists waved exaggerated phantoms, which fell like raindrops: "Damn it! Why are you so unreasonable?" Stay alive! Can’t you die later? Die later, die later, die later...we will have money to see a doctor!"

When this scene was broadcast in the animation, everyone was laughing.

Especially the phrase "die later" was used by countless people for a while.

Later, when the character of Mrs. X appeared, fighting with a liar with a machete and exposing her powerful force value, some people wrote to the TV station and questioned it unbelievably: [Hahaha, sorry for asking such a cruel question.But I really want to know, did Mrs. X's husband die of illness, or was he beaten to death by Mrs. X? ]

Well, what can I say?

Fortunately, the vast majority of jokes in the world are made up by writers to make people happy!

Because, if all the jokes were true.

That world is definitely scarier than a horror story.

However, these are for the time being.

At present, the biggest role of the Madam X series is probably to help Mrs. Sylvie rebuild her confidence and increase her motivation to read and write.

For the time being, she still has no concept of "Although Mrs. X is modeled on herself, but the essence is not the same", she foolishly takes Mrs. X as herself.Therefore, the more popular Mrs. X is, the more she feels that she is actually very popular.

This effect seems invisible, but the actual effect is huge.

She gradually became a little softer, less irritable and irritable than before, less anxious, less restless, no longer clutching Al hysteria every day, repeatedly emphasizing [I am your mother, I am I gave birth to you, I raised you], in fact, the implication is probably [I am your mother, you can't ignore me, you can't abandon me].

She also has her own things to do (read the letters from readers who are like a book to her, and Al has screened them), and plans to reply to these readers one day in the future (Al: ... given your learning progress, it is difficult) .

But in any case, these changes are very gratifying.

"You don't know, she can become like this..."

Al and Randy lamented: "The sense of accomplishment that I have gained in my heart is simply greater than raising a family."

Randy wanted to laugh at first.

But suddenly, he remembered the time when Mrs. Sylvie gave birth to Antonio, and he stood stupidly at the door of the ward, unable to help anything, only looking at the lady lying on the hospital bed, crying and scratching. Holding his son's hand and desperately thanking him for the heavy scene, he felt mixed feelings for a while.

"Al, do you know that you're a weirdo?"

He suddenly couldn't help saying this thoughtfully, and put on a pensive look, just like a beautiful boy walking down from a painting.

"Huh?" Al, who didn't know how he got such an evaluation, opened his eyes wide.

But Randy actually found out the reason for the accusation: "You did everything by yourself and never gave others a chance."

Ario chuckled in confusion: "Do I have it? Then tell me, I won't give others any chance?"

"You have!" Randy stared at him with blue eyes, and said firmly, "You never give others a chance to take care of you."

Al was amused.

He couldn't help staring at his green eyes, thinking: ... What are you talking about?

But the next moment, Randy changed the subject again.

The beautiful blond boy with an amazing jumping speed of thinking came up with another sentence: "Tell the truth, Al. I have known you for so long, what do you think of me as a person?"

Al breathed a sigh of relief, and answered along the way: "What's your problem? Of course you're fine."

But who knows, Randy then magically changed the topic back: "Okay! Then, may I apply for a chance to take care of you?"