Immersive Script Experience Master

Zhongyuan Zhong also carried a bunch of snacks, and almost couldn't catch up with the fun-loving boy.It won't be too tiring again.

He said that he was walking slowly, afraid that he would not be found, but in fact, he should have let go.

I really want to thank this crumbling red rope, otherwise the two of them would have separated long ago.

"I want this too!" Qiuren pointed to the apple candy on the stand, staring at him with bright red eyes expectantly, like a rabbit waiting to be fed by its owner.

Nakahara also looked at the octopus balls, taiyaki, okonomiyaki...all of them were thrown to him after taking a bite, and there was a row of crystal clear apples standing on the stand next to them Sugar, he still remembered the boy's disgusted expression when he held the taiyaki.

"I remember you don't like sweets."

Qiu Ren gasped, and stared at him in disbelief: "But I haven't tasted this! Although they are all sweets, you can only know whether it is really sweet if you taste it! What if this is not sweet? "

The stall owner hesitated to speak.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt a desire to complain: "Are you a cat? You are so curious."

The young man quietly leaned over to his side, curled his fist and placed it on his cheek, his round eyes narrowed into thin slits: "Meow~~"

call......

Pressing down on the boy's head, Nakahara Chuya learned how to deal with the boy without a teacher, and began to pay.

The money was handed out when Qiuren left, and later handed over to Zhongye. According to Qiuren, it is to let God experience the currency circulation in human society. Zhongyuan Zhong also thinks that he is too lazy to count money.

"Give you."

The young man happily took the apple candy, took a bite and wrinkled his face, and immediately threw it to Zhongyuan Zhongya: "It's so sweet."

Zhong Yuanzhong also grabbed him by the collar and dragged him away: "Don't stand in front of the booth and say."

Sometimes the people in the Central Plains can't figure out who is the god who doesn't understand the world. Qiuren feels novelty about everything in the festival, as if he has never seen these things before.

Soon Qiuren lost interest in the food at the festival, and was attracted by the simple stage built not far away.

The nearby school arranged practical homework for the students, and the drama club prepared a script about the gods to be performed at the festival.

Just before the start of the show, one of the leading actors was too nervous to come because he had diarrhea. The other leading actor was this person’s girlfriend and wanted to take care of his lover, but he couldn’t leave aside the drama that everyone had rehearsed so hard. He was so anxious that he was about to cry up.

Everyone else has their own jobs, whether it's props or music lighting, they can't get out at all.

Just when the atmosphere was depressed and he wanted to give up, a fluffy head poked out from behind the director.

"Is there anything you need help?"

Qiuren is like a brave man in an rpg game, enthusiastically chatting up every villager with an exclamation mark on his head.

The director was in a depressed mood and was about to thank the other party for his kindness. When he turned his head, he found that they were actually two handsome teenagers. What attracted the director's attention was the red rope wrapped around their fingertips.

He stared at the two of them in surprise, and stammered nervously: "You, you two are... love... love..."

The director blushed because of shyness.

Taking a closer look, the two teenagers are one hot and the other cold, and even the colors are red and blue, standing in an indescribable harmony.

"By the way, I have a solution!" The screenwriter rushed over excitedly, "Do you two have time? There is one thing I want to ask you two!"

"Have!"

"No."

The two who gave the opposite answer looked at each other, and finally Nakahara also looked away.

The screenwriter temporarily changed the script in a few places, reduced some of the protagonist's lines, and handed it over to Qiuren and Zhongya.

"please!"

The other members of the drama club are still worried. Although the script this time is not very long, the protagonist still has a lot of lines and positions. In such a short time, can those two remember it?

The person who was worried was not under any pressure.

Before going on stage, I put down the script and went backstage to change into the costumes prepared by the drama club.

The story tells the story of a god who fell into the human world after being plotted by the dirty god, met a young prince in the Daming Mansion, and finally became close friends. With the help of the young prince, the god returned to Gao Tianyuan.

The original story was a love story between a princess and a god, but now it can only be changed to a god and a friend.

When Qiuren read the script, he felt like laughing, and finally laughed out loud.

"How could human beings save the gods?"

The relationship between humans and gods should be that swords and swords face each other after they are fully armed.

If the rabbit wants to save the lion, it has to see whether the lion is willing to be rescued. Of course, both sides hide their swords in their sleeves and wait for the decisive blow.

Qiu Ren laughed so hard that everyone in the drama club blushed and were at a loss. Zhong Yuan covered Qiu Ren's mouth with one hand and dragged him away with the other.

Once again, the idea of ​​who is the god came up.

Being able to ky to such a degree is to the extent that even the gods are admired.

Before going on stage, the screenwriter went to Qiuren alone and said to him: "If you think there is anything unreasonable in my script, just act as you want."

This is the conclusion she came to after thinking deeply.

Although she doesn't think there is anything wrong with her script, if the actor can't trust the character at all, she can release some authority on the framework. Instead of making him act differently, it's better to abandon part of the script and put more effort into acting, at least It can make the audience less playful.

After listening to her words, the young man who had acted arrogant just now did not show any pride in victory, but stared at her curiously.

"What, what's wrong?"

The boy shook his head, bent his eyes, and his eyes were bright and clear: "You are really a good person."

It was obviously not a serious sentence, but the screenwriter took a big step back, and his whole face turned red: "You... what stupid things are you talking about!"

"It's just a pleasure to meet you."

The screenwriter pushed him and pushed him to the waiting area: "Stop talking! Hurry up and get ready!"

"God's Will" begins.

The first scene is the encounter between the young son and the seriously injured god.

At that time, there were rumors in the city that a monster was going to kidnap the princess. The city lord, who was afraid that his daughter would be taken away, invited monks to protect the princess day and night, but the monster was cunning and refused to appear. After a few days, everyone was very tired. Sooner or later there will be a day of omissions.

At this time, the princess' younger brother stepped forward, and he wanted to pretend to be the princess to lure the monster out.

So the little prince sat in the Tianshou Pavilion wearing gorgeous twelve singles, and the guarding monks and guards pretended to be distracted by monsters.

The little prince hid the sword in his sleeve, waiting for the monster to show up.

As a result, the monster didn't wait for it, but instead waited for a man covered in blood to smash it down, and threw himself on the young master's body. The blood stained the gorgeous clothes.

Gao Jie's god was covered in blood, and he pressed down on the young master defensively, preventing him from drawing his sword.

The people from the drama club looked at the two people on the stage in half shock and half admiration. They actually memorized the lines perfectly.

"Did they go through it just now?" The director couldn't help asking the screenwriter for confirmation.

"It seems... yes?" The screenwriter couldn't help but wonder.

So many words, can you really memorize them all at once?

Who are they?

"God's Will" has entered the second act.

The young master mistakenly thought that the gods were monsters, and the gods refused to tell the truth in order to avoid the unclean gods.

Under the threat of the gods, the young master had to conceal the news of the gods, and the two lived in the same room together.

Gradually, the little boy discovered that the gods were not like the monsters he imagined. When he visited the village, he would help the villagers teach them how to make the rice fields grow better, and would save the little boy when he was attacked by monsters. , patiently accompany him to deal with government affairs that he can't learn.

God's injury is getting better day by day, and the relationship between the two is getting better and better.

Until one day, a guy who claimed to be a god came to daimyo and told daimyo that there was a dirty god in the city lord's mansion, which led to years of disasters in the territory.

The young master, who was told about this by his father, immediately thought of the monster hiding in his room, and the second scene ended with the young master's pale face confronting the gods.

The next part is the role of the city lord and others, and Qiuren and Zhong can also take a break.

When I got off the stage, I was surrounded by everyone from the drama club.

"It's amazing! Qiu Renjun, you are the young master himself!"

"How did you do it? You actually integrated it into the script in such a short time!"

Qiu Ren touched his nose in embarrassment, and said half-jokingly: "How should I put it, we can be regarded as acting in our true colors."

He blinked at the god-sama who was outside the crowd.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked in a trance, as if he hadn't escaped from the script.

After 10 minutes, the roles of the others ended, and it was time for the two protagonists to play.

In the third act, after a night of thinking, the little boy decided to believe that the monster he saved was not the evil god in his mouth.

Still trying to hide the gods.

But the plague gradually spread in the territory. Several times, the young master saw the figure of a god at the place where the plague broke out.

Trust was worn down by days of weariness and arguments with his father.

The little prince couldn't help but seek an answer from the gods, and the gods finally told him his identity.

"I am a god from Gaotianyuan, and I can purify those filth."

I don't know what Zhongyuan Zhong also thought of. This line is very emotionless, which makes people feel that what he said is not the truth.

Thinking that he was too tired, Qiuren tried his best to bring back the plot, and the young master believed the words of the gods.

But it is useless for him only to believe in gods, and everyone else only believes in the gods pretended by the unclean god, and vows to kill the real god.

The young master accidentally revealed his flaws. Although the god's injuries had recovered a little, he couldn't hurt the young master's family, and the unclean god took advantage of this to restrain the god.

In order to protect the young master's family, the god fell into the hands of the unclean god. At a critical moment, the young master appeared and rescued the god.

Everyone looked at the backs of the two people who disappeared, and the third act ended.

At the beginning of the final act, the young master leaned against the god while complaining about how much trouble the god had caused him.

The god silently listened to his friend's responsibilities to him, but showed a rare smile.

"It's decided that the war of the gods should not affect humans. If you want to fight, go back to Gao Tianyuan to fight."

Shenming's eyes are deep, hiding complex emotions under them.

"You are still the same as before." He said with a deep sigh.

The screenwriter below frowned. The lines were written like this, but when the gods said it, they always felt that there was something in the words, and it didn't seem like they were simply talking about the kindness of the little boy.Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is no problem.

Weird.

The little prince made up his mind to send the god back to the sky, but the current power of the god is not enough to make the godhead manifest back to Gao Tianyuan.So the little prince confided a secret to the gods.

In fact, it was not his sister who was coveted by monsters with pure spiritual power, but himself. He decided to dedicate all his spiritual power to the gods to help him return to heaven.

What the young master didn't say was that the reason why his spiritual power was pure was because it was actually his life force.

Even if he was alive, his fate was already doomed if he left with the unclean god in front of everyone in the territory.

But these should not be said to cause the gods to worry.

On the eve of the preparation for the ceremony, the young master was always as happy as before, but the god often hesitated to speak.

But he didn't say anything in the end.

In the end, the holy and radiant god took the little prince's hand and made a solemn promise: "I will definitely come back to you."

The god returned to his world, and on the stage, the world belonging to the little prince was completely plunged into darkness.

At the moment when the light goes out, people seem to see the smile on the face of the simple and brave young man who seems to know everything already.

After a moment of silence, applause rang out one after another from below the stage, gradually overwhelming the stage with warm applause and cheers.

All the creators and actors came to the stage to call the curtain, and everyone had the same excitement on their faces.

The screenwriter was standing beside Qiu Ren, she was still engrossed in the story and hadn't recovered.

The whole story is basically acting according to her script, and she can clearly point out the subtle differences. For example, at the end of the story, when the little prince and his friend parted, it was not a happy smile for the friend written in the script, but a happy smile for the friend. There was a feeling that he knew what the gods were hiding from him, but he still made such a choice, savoring it carefully, although his brain still didn't understand what happened in it, his heart was inexplicably sore.

Also, in the script, Shenming is a flawless and perfect character, who was calculated to fall into the world and get along with the little prince and gradually became more human.

But the performance was weird and awkward, as if from the very beginning, this noble god was overly humanized, but the words he said were as full of divinity as the script gave, which made people feel He's...playing the gods.

Yes, it's not the kind of performance in a play, but the feeling that this character is acting like a god in the script.

The screenwriter shuddered suddenly. These subtle changes made people feel a bit of deep meaning from a simple story. Every imaginable space made people feel that they would not make people cry, but let people cry. Surrounded by lingering emotions, it weighed heavily on my heart.

The more she thought about it, the sadder she became. Most importantly, she didn't know why she was sad.

"You're bound to be a good screenwriter."

Sniffing, Kikuko Zuoqiao raised his head and looked to the side. Mr. Qiuren was smiling heartlessly with the same face of the young master, and suddenly became angry. Don't say angrily at the beginning: "Don't use the young master's face. His face smiles, it’s so ugly.”

"Eh?"

After saying goodbye to the people from the drama club, the festival has almost come to an end.

Qiuren dragged Zhongyuan Zhongye up the mountain again.

"Aren't we going back?" Nakahara Chuya asked.

The noise of the crowd was left behind, and was attacked by loneliness for no reason.

Both Qiuren and Zhong also knew that they couldn't really escape the pursuit of the base, and today's day was just a dream to deceive themselves.

"I won't go back. I still have something I want to do with you. Let's talk about it when they come over." Qiu Ren made a grimace.

Passing through the woods, the steam rising in the distance explains the identity of this place.

It turns out that not far from the summer festival is a hot spring hotel.

Qiu Ren was about to go in when he was grabbed by Zhong Yuan, "Don't you want to watch the fireworks?"

Even Zhongyuan Zhong also knows that the finale of the summer festival is the fireworks display.

Qiu Ren was stunned for a moment, then cleared his throat, and said solemnly: "When you come out to play, you must leave some regrets, so that we can come together again next time."

"You just don't know."

"To shut up!"

Qiu Ren originally wanted to give Ye Ye a look, but when he turned around, he found that the other party smiled for some reason.

Inexplicably, Qiuren was not angry anymore.

The embarrassing thing is that the two spent all the money they brought out this time, and they couldn't afford to live in a hot spring hotel.

When Nakahara Chuya was hesitating and didn't know what to do, the person next to him put a watch on the counter.

The proprietress and Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked at him together, and Qiu Ren pretended to be the young master indifferently: "We have no money, can we use this?"

The other two twitched the corners of their mouths together. The watch on the counter was not an ordinary hand, it must be worth hundreds of thousands of yen at least.

"It's okay, there's too much money to spend, so I'll give it to you."

After all, they are two minors, so the proprietress is still a little hesitant.

Qiu Ren: "Our driver will come to pick us up tomorrow. If it doesn't work, let him pay when he comes tomorrow. Anyway, we won't leave today."

In the end, the proprietress agreed with him.

Chuya Nakahara: "Where did you get the watch?"

Qiuren: "Verlaine's, as you like."

Zhong Yuanzhong also stopped and looked at him, "Aren't you afraid that he will retaliate against you?"

There are so many means of "revenging" people in the base that people can't wait to die immediately.

Qiu Ren curled his lips: "I sold my life to him. If he doesn't give me money, let it be. If he doesn't let me go out, what's the matter with his watch? Don't worry, he won't mind."

"you......"

"Don't think so much, let's go! I haven't been in a hot spring yet!"

Qiuren immediately put this matter behind him.

Central Plains can only keep up, their red line has not been untied.

Looking at the shaking red line, he thought: Next time, I will help Qiu Ren get another watch.

Verlaine... well, I shouldn't mind.