Immersive Script Experience Master

When Dong Tanghai was young, the screenwriting industry was the most prosperous period, and he was full of interest in this profession when he was still in school.

The stories written from his hands will be put on the screen for all to see, and the audience will be thrilled just thinking about his stories, whether they are sad or happy.

When he first entered the industry, he was also a well-known genius in the industry, and he had produced many good scripts.

It's just that with the advancement of technology, the industry has gradually declined, and many outstanding seedlings have transferred to other industries. As an old man in the industry, he has already developed deep feelings for his profession. No matter how much money those companies pay, he is unwilling change careers.

Compared with the excellent scripts he wrote, he actually hoped to cultivate more newcomers and revitalize the declining industry. Later, he changed from a screenwriter to an agent and took in a few disciples.

Although the effect is not high, it is enough for Dongtanghai.

As the sun gradually set in the west, Dong Tanghai sat at the desk in the office and closed the script, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Another mixed project gold.

The manuscripts received at this event were even more bleak than before. He sat at the table and read them all day, but he couldn't even find a complete story. There might be a tall pile of such stories at hand.

Even Master Dongtang, who was never discouraged, couldn't help feeling a little disheartened.

Is there any point in watching the rest?In other words, is his persistence all these years really meaningful?

Thinking of those disciples who left, he began to wonder if he was really wrong.

With the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on his face, he suddenly took a deep breath.

"By the way, there is also a newcomer recommended by that old fellow Ming."

It seems that the person in charge of organizing the manuscript said that his attitude is good, at least read this first.

Dongtanghai cheered up again, and found out among a pile of manuscripts the one handed in by a newcomer recommended by an old friend.

This manuscript is easy to find, and it is the thickest one.

Indeed, as others have said, in terms of thickness, it is already the most serious one among all the accepted manuscripts.

He didn't have much hope at first, but when he took a closer look, it immediately attracted his attention.

What the hell is this, "After Reincarnation I Became the Love of the Blood Monarch"? ?

Very vulgar, but I really want to watch it.

It doesn't matter, it can be regarded as a popular taste among young people now!

So, with the mood of giving it a try, Dongtanghai turned to the first page, his eyes swept down, and his old face blushed.

[The petals of the blood rose fell on the delicate lips, and the cold white skin and the blood-red lips ignited a fire in his heart...]

What!Is this the kind of script with colors!

However, as time passed, he gradually became serious.

The only sound left in the room was the sound of the second hand turning and the sound of pages turning.

After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief, slumped in the chair, watched the bright lights outside the window, and gradually lost his mind.

He fumbled and took out a cigarette and lit it. Looking at the winding white smoke, his heart was extremely dull.

After reading the script, he could only think of one word - curse.

The blood race is a race loyal to desire, which is the root of tragedy, like a curse that follows everywhere.

The story is full of evil brought about by unrestrained desire, like the son of a duke who unscrupulously collected the blood of a thousand girls and filled the pool to revive the person he likes.

Dongtanghai noticed it, because the author wrote everything very ordinary, making people think that those were all ordinary things, until the end of the story, he was surprised that he had fallen into a misunderstanding.

It seems that good and evil are all mixed together, leaving only chaos that cannot be discerned.

not like this.

Dongtanghai's fingers trembling imperceptibly with the cigarette in his hand.

Although a little green, there is no doubt that the person who wrote the script is talented.

But... weird, the whole script is full of weirdness.

For example, when a person expresses emotions that are always subtly different from reality at certain times, this kind of weird feeling that makes people feel uncomfortable all over the body emerges.

abnormal.

Dongtanghai turned a few pages forward.

For example, the monarch should be shocked when he suddenly knew that he had been betrayed, but what he showed was fear.

It is not wrong to say that it is fear, and it makes sense to explain it, but it is very awkward.

Another example is the place where expectations should be expressed, but what is written is exclamation.

It's like a poor actor who always doesn't know how to act out the right emotions.

"No, I have to meet him first." Dong Tanghai looked at the author's signature on the cover.

The Panxing Sect that has undergone a major cleansing is no longer the same as in the past, and they have new guidelines.

In essence, they are no longer the Panxing Sect. Everything they do now is for the continuous development of human beings and the future of human beings.

But they still need the shell of the Panxing Cult. To put it bluntly, it is a network of relationships. On the other hand, members know that their decisions will not be recognized by all mankind, so they also need the Panxing Cult to hide themselves.

They secretly established the Human Development and Future Planning Research Association, and even registered officially. On the surface, it is a joint scholar research organization, referred to as the Future Association.

On the night of its establishment, the members of the association excitedly ran to the core figures of the future association and told him about it.

The strange doctor who healed people's hearts said with a smile: "Future Association, why don't you just call Future Organization."

The members who ran over were stunned: "Do you think the future organization is better?"

Strange doctor: "Doesn't the agency sound more orthodox than the association? And when you hear it, you have a sense of security like the last bastion of mankind."

The member became serious: "You are right."

The Future Association was changed overnight to the Future Organization, but because the previous registration was an association, and the registration agency would definitely not work, so only the members themselves called it that.

Since they are all organs, they must not be as loose as the association, and should have a stricter internal system.

However, because of the great cleansing, there were not many people left in the Panxing Sect, so this is not the most urgent thing right now.

It is definitely not enough to rely on them alone. To eliminate human desires is not just a matter of talking, but also requires technical support and strategic planning, etc. It is the time to recruit talents cautiously and boldly.

Kamiya Mingichi still doesn't know what kind of colossus one of his own jokes has become under the efforts of fanatics.

If he knew that he would end up in that position, he would never have mentioned the name of the Future Agency.

This name is really unlucky, and the original manga made people collapse.

When Xia Youjie broke into the Panxing Cult stronghold, the congregants inside were not surprised by his appearance.

Xia Youjie, who doesn't know anyone yet.

One night before, they wanted to go to the doctor as usual, and found that this person was there.

That doctor's friend.

So when Xia Youjie stood up and said that he would take over the Panxing Sect, no one objected.

Everyone accepted this reality very calmly.

Anyway, it’s all for human beings, it doesn’t matter who will be the leader, not to mention that this is a friend of the doctor, even if you want to change the name of Pipijiao outside, it’s as unimportant as changing the nickname of the game .

Some people even stood up and began to report their situation, such as assets and partners, to Xia Youjie as a matter of course.

"At present, we have three laboratories in Saitama Prefecture that are expected to be officially put into use at the end of the year. Most of the partners have been disconnected during the cleaning. At the beginning of the month, we have re-negotiated with two partners. While receiving financial support, we also need to Sharing our work with them...it doesn't matter to us, it's just free guinea pigs."

This Pan Xing religion is really strange.

But at the beginning, Xia Youjie didn't know how strange the Panxing Cult was. After all, these kinds of organizations are similar. 1

He's also completely uninterested in the lab.

This is the difference between the thinking of supernatural beings and ordinary people.

Also to eliminate all non-magicians, what Xia Youjie thought of was to capture the super magic spirit of Yi Bone, and most people would definitely think of nuclear bombs.

Everyone in the future organization is also thinking about technology.

How do mages and scientists play together?

However, with the increase in the affairs of the Panxing Sect, Xia Youjie still felt a little different.

The Panxing Cult was completely different from what he had seen last time. In the Cult, there would be no curse spirits in places where so many people gathered.

This is almost impossible, but the reality is like this. In such an organization that should be very dark, there is no conspiracy, no mutual harm, and it is simply cleaner than the outside.

Everyone has invested in the embrace of science, and even many members have gone to further studies because of insufficient education and cannot help much. For the circulation of funds, some of them have invested in the business world.

After a while, there will be bullies everywhere in the future organization under the guise of Panxingjiao. Only Xia Youjie failed to graduate from high school.

In fact, Mingichi Kamiya has also considered this issue these days.

So when Gojo Satoru came over to grab a meal, he asked politely: "What will everyone in the high school do after graduation?"

"Of course it is to become a conjurer."

Kamiya Naruichi and Gojo Gopai squatted at the door.

"Graduate directly from a high school?"

Gojo Satoru nodded again and again.

Kamiya Mingichi always felt that the profession of conjurer has no future, and the room for advancement is very small. You see, other shonen comics have some kind of king as the goal of the protagonist. Why can’t conjurers come to the station of the king of conjuration? What about such a passionate title as the pinnacle of the magic world?

Afterwards, he thought about it, and felt that even if it was possible that Gojo Satoru would occupy him for a long time, it really wasn't interesting.

On Wujo Wu's birthday, the Conjurer received a big cake.

To be honest, this is the first time in so many years that the word "birthday" has such a sense of presence in the word "birthday". Everyone in the conjurer is usually very busy, so they ignore such trivial matters as a matter of course.

Unexpectedly, it was Gojo Satoru who celebrated the birthday for the first time.

Everyone in Jugaoli didn't expect it.

Wujo Wujo opened it in front of everyone with joy, the big cake was nothing fancy, only a few bold characters in the middle.

"Happy Birthday King of Spells"

A note fell from the top of the box, with the same font on the cake.

What was written on it was: "The day when my king returns, it will be the time when the king will come to the world. ^v^"

Gojo Satoru froze.

Jia Ruozi: "Pfft——hahahahahaha! Didn't you graduate from junior high school Gojo Satoru!!!"

The corner of Ye Mo Zhengdao's mouth twitched, and he almost laughed too.

"Ah--" Shen Gu Mingyi sneezed.

"It's not Wu who is scolding me..." He murmured to himself.

Probably not, it was a cake he made with his own hands, Wu would definitely like it.

Three months after the script was handed in, Mingichi Kamiya actually received a reply.