Half an hour later, Dorothy was sitting in the reception room of the theater, holding a stack of scripts in her hand and flipping through them. The more she looked at them, the more her head hurt.
"So what, Audrey, are you sure you are engaged in art?"
Finally, she couldn't help it any longer and looked at the little junior sister beside her who had freshly groomed herself and asked.
Next to her, Madeline couldn't help but burst out laughing when she heard this. Only the little fox's little face turned red with shame. She lowered her head and almost buried her face in her chest.
On the table, her external sound-producing device, the fox doll, was jumping angrily.
"Sister, why are you laughing at me?"
"And art is also divided into disciplines. I am an actor who specializes in acting. I am not responsible for the script. This should be the job of the screenwriter."
The little fox's cheeks bulged with anger as she tried to defend herself.
But as she talked, she became discouraged first.
When the senior sister gave her this task before, she thought that she would do it well this time and try to help the senior sister. However, there are some things that she will not necessarily gain if she works hard. Creation is all about this kind of thing.
With an inspiration, when the inspiration dries up, no matter how hard you think about it, no dog can read what you write.
Moreover, she was not good at writing scripts, otherwise, her Mowang account would not have been just a tepid little internet celebrity with little popularity.
Although the performance form of puppet theater does not have a wide audience, and her hands are disabled, the puppet actors she makes are indeed not beautiful enough, but in fact, as long as the plot is strong, coupled with the cooperation of her natural voice, let alone the popularity
, a small fire is still simple.
However, the performances she performs every day are all old-fashioned classic scripts. The witches have long been tired of seeing the big stuff since they were young.
But what can she do? She is also helpless.
In the art circle, a good script is something that is hard to find. As soon as those good scripts come out, they are picked up by major theaters and directly become exclusive performances. The Witch World is really concerned about intellectual property rights.
It's very tight. You can't plagiarize or pirate it just because someone is popular. No matter how much you covet someone else's script, you can only stare at it.
Of course, with her family's status in the City of Venus, there must be no shortage of good scripts at home, but also because of the binding of intellectual property rights, those exclusive plays are almost all tied to real-life identities. If she is in the devil
When I perform those unique scripts at home online, my vest will fall off in a matter of minutes.
However, given how much the mothers loved her, they even proposed to collect two good scripts for her personally, but Audrey refused.
After all, she is still somewhat self-aware. People are autistic like this. No matter how good the script is, it will be covered with dust in her hands. If because of her relationship, those excellent scripts that should be seen by more people are buried, then...
What a pity.
She had tried to write her own script very early, but what can I say, when she tried to use the puppet theater to perform the script she wrote on the magic network, her fans, which were not many in the first place, suddenly dropped a lot.
A group of people immediately detained her.
This is very autistic.
"Sister, is my writing really that bad?"
In the past, she had no friends, and it was difficult to listen to other people's opinions. Netizens only had sharp tongues and could not offer any good opinions at all. Now that her senior sister is here, Audrey can finally ask her doubts.
, at that moment, her beautiful and captivating fox eyes were staring at the senior sister, her eyes full of expectation.
Dorothy: "."
Ah this
Seeing the junior sister like this, the otaku witch opened her mouth and was speechless for a moment. She was thinking about how to express in a subtle way that Audrey was really not suitable for this industry.
Can the thing she wrote be called a script? It's like using toilet paper as a nuisance.
after all
"Why did you, the princess, take out your magic wand and defeat your stepmother? What about the prince? Didn't you write a love story between the princess and the prince? Why did the prince finally show up at the wedding?"
The otaku witch picked up a stack of scripts and asked.
"Because she is a princess. As a princess, she must not be weak. A princess who is too weak does not conform to reality. And if such a powerful princess proposed to the prince, then the prince would be somewhat ignorant if he did not agree, so the prince defeated him as a princess.
I think the stepmother's prize is very reasonable. Beauty only belongs to the strong. This is love."
The little fox wagged its tail and said this seriously.
Dorothy: "."
Ah, here, bringing into the witch's world view, she had to admit that what this junior sister said did make sense, but
"Then this book, isn't it supposed to be a story about a good-for-nothing prince's counterattack? But why is the princess in the whole story? Oh my God, even if the princess dies, she can get up with a resurrection spell and fight again.
At this time, shouldn't the prince try to find a way to resurrect the princess so that the two of them can deepen their friendship and bond? If you write it this way, what role does the prince have besides being a cheerleader? The princess is so awesome, why would she watch it?
Are you a little too determined to fall in love with such a loser and be so determined?"
She picked up another script and asked.
"Because the prince is good-looking, it's okay for him to be responsible for looking good. Otherwise, it's the girl's job to make money to support the family, and the boy's responsibility to be beautiful?"
Audrey said confidently again.
Snapped.
Dorothy was also convinced by this female junior sister. She covered her face with her hands and really didn't know what to say.
She never expected that Audrey would actually have a tendency towards masculinity, but this was normal. Most witches had this problem. Who made them really the stronger ones?
This can be seen from the fact that her stepmother Anne has always been the breadwinner in her own family, and Adam can only be a pretty boy. In a family of witches and human men, men really only need to be responsible and handsome.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Tsk, it is really happy to be a handsome boy and a pretty boy in the witch world. Damn it, if my second brother who is invincible in the world is still here.
The otaku witch is a little melancholy.
"How about we stop writing it ourselves and just write some classic scripts from later generations."
Dorothy sighed and gave up on treating Audrey. The child was hopeless, so she might as well just be a copycat with peace of mind.
"That won't work, senior sister, humans don't like to read witch plays. I have tried to rehearse some classic plays in the past two days, but most of them have received mediocre responses."
Audrey was helpless when she heard her senior sister's suggestion. If she really had some idea, she wouldn't write the script herself. The tastes of witches are really very different from humans.
In the eyes of humans, the daily dramas of witches are just mythical and magical dramas, and many major events that are life-or-death in the eyes of humans are so insignificant in the eyes of witches.
Even if the two races originate from one body, the joys and sorrows of witches and humans are really different. The two sides cannot even empathize, let alone anything else.
In response to this, Dorothy also sighed, and then picked up the paper and pen on the table.
"Forget it, I'll do it myself."
She now understands why the stories written by Audrey are all like that. They are the standard witch style. The programs that witches like are war and victory, power and glory.
Audrey was born a witch, and she was a talented witch with a distinguished family background and outstanding talents. Even among witches, she was born with a golden key, and she was the type who started and finished far ahead of others.
The princesses in her stories are probably modeled after herself. In the eyes of the little fox, a qualified princess should look like this.
In fact, this is also true. In the world of witches, there are only a few weak ones who can be called princesses. Their excellent bloodline and good family background are destined to be extraordinary. However, such princesses are not the princesses that the people like to see.
People at the bottom cannot sympathize with such a princess. What they want to see is a princess in distress who rises from the bottom like them, rather than a goddess who is perfect from beginning to end to the point of making people feel ashamed.
Not to mention that ordinary people cannot accept Audrey's works, even those witches with poor talents and ordinary backgrounds have no sense of empathy for her works.
For example, even if the princess in this script is in trouble, she is surrounded by thousands of guards and hundreds of servants. A simple meal in the wilderness is a year's salary of an ordinary witch.
Do you call this distress? Do you call this misery?
Even if Dorothy knew that her little junior sister really meant no harm, that she had just been at home for a long time and really didn’t know the lives of ordinary people, but if anyone else looked at Audrey’s script, they would only think that there is something between the lines.
"Why not eat minced meat" is written all over it.
"You, really don't stay at home. It's rare to come to this era. Go out more and see those mortals. Maybe you will have a new understanding of art. Anyway, you are not afraid that these mortals are not
?"
Dorothy said this.
Audrey's social fear only affects witches. She is not afraid of mortals. After all, in her subconscious, mortals cannot pose any threat to her.
"Ah, this. I'll try my best to do this."
Hearing what the senior sister said, the little fox looked a little embarrassed. Although she was not afraid of those mortals, she had been living at home for a long time, so she inevitably didn't like to interact with strangers. She had long been used to the feeling of staying at home alone, and now
She loves to go out when she can.
However, she still listened to what her senior sister said, so she could only lower her ears and say this.
And Dorothy stopped talking. After all, there are some things that are of no use no matter how much others say. She just closed her eyes and meditated for a while, and her consciousness escaped into the memory palace. From the deepest part of the memory palace, she took out a few books.
The book comes out.
"Haha, I never thought that I would actually become a copycat one day. I thought I would have no chance in this life."
The otaku witch laughed at herself in a funny way.
Just as the art of witches is not applicable to mortals, the works of art in her mind from her previous life are not applicable to the world of witches. When she was a child, he had also fantasized about being a copywriter, but after a few trips to the street, she also
Then she realized the reality, Wenzhao Gong really didn’t have the money she could make by creating her own magic spell.
But in this Witch Night, this is a good opportunity. After all, the current medieval background is not much different from the world in her previous life, so the art works on both sides can still be used if they are slightly modified.
Well, let's try "Romeo and Juliet" first.
The otaku witch picked and selected in the memory palace for a long time, and finally chose this book of eternal sadomasochism.
Well, no matter what era it is in, love stories are always so popular, suitable for all ages, especially the sadomasochism of the swordsman, which is even more addictive.
Moreover, if this story is slightly modified and the force that hinders the young couple is changed from the family to the church, she can achieve her goal of discrediting the Glory Church.
And as she thought, her magical inspiration also responded.
Many excellent stories will lose their taste when translated into another language, not to mention that she has not only changed the language, but also changed the world. If the translation is not good, a good story will become mediocre.
However, with the help of this magical inspiration, Dorothy's translation work was very smooth. She perfectly changed this eternal masterpiece from her previous life into the witch world version, and smoothly incorporated the same type of masterpiece into it.
Some of the best parts of "Butterfly Lovers" are available in a two-in-one version.
And when Dorothy came back to her senses from the burst of inspiration, she had manuscripts filled with words in front of her.
The two sisters Madeleine and Audrey did not dare to disturb her recent creation. The two sisters just carefully helped her sort out the scattered manuscripts. Of course, while sorting them out, the two sisters and son also kept watching.
so.
"Oh, oh, oh, damn the church, why do you want to break them up, my poor Juliet."
As soon as Dorothy came back to her senses, she heard the fox doll next to her crying, and there was already a mountain of wet tissues in front of Audrey.
Gee, this little junior sister is probably really made of water, there is so much water.
And forget it was just Audrey, the house witch was shocked to find that even Madeline clenched her fists, her eyes were slightly red, and she looked like she was about to hit someone.
"Miss, don't worry, we will definitely snatch the president back from the hands of those angels, and we will never let the tragedy in this story happen again in reality."
When the succubus girl saw that Dorothy had finished writing, she promised.
Dorothy: "???"
Hearing such incomprehensible words, the otaku witch had questions on her head.
No, what does this have to do with Sophia?
emmmm and so on
Fuck, you two don’t think I’m writing an autobiography, do you? Using Romeo and Juliet as an analogy between myself and Sophia?
Sent, please don't be so imaginative.
"Well, actually I didn't write this story, I copied it from an old friend of mine."
She was about to explain, but Audrey had already rushed towards her and hugged her.
"Sister, you don't need to say anything anymore, I understand everything."
Dorothy, who was almost killed by her breasts: "."
