Chapter 2327: Worthy of you

  Of course, it was mainly McGonagall who promised to let Barbara be the heroine and make a movie.
  She even thought about everything, so she shot "A Boring Day for a Princess".
She wanted people all over the world to see how the real princess woke up from a five-hundred-square bed, and then was served by hundreds of maids, dressed and dressed, and even the toilet floor was studded with gems and full of light. Relying on Ye Mingzhu.
  After supper, McGonagall asked Barbara to draw a good formation on three sets of equipment, and then she let her go back to rest.
   "Go back to sleep, I'll give you a day off tomorrow, and you can sleep dimly or darkly." McGonagall looked at her tenderly and said.
  Barbara was twisting a somewhat sore wrist, her eyes lit up when she heard McGonagall’s words, and she was moved: "Boss, you finally found out with your conscience."
  "What bad thoughts can the boss have?" McGonagall smiled more softly and opened the door to her, "Go, hurry back to the dormitory to sleep, you have been working hard these days."
   "Okay." Barbara nodded, turned and walked outside the door.
  But when he walked to the door, he stopped suddenly and looked back at McGonagall suddenly, "Boss, is it a day off tomorrow?"
   "Yeah, get a good night's sleep." McGonagall smiled and closed the door.
"boom!"
  The door was obviously kicked, but fortunately, it was rather skinny and didn't move.
   "You black-hearted capitalist!" Barbara yelled angrily from outside, stomped her feet, and went back to bed angrily, looking at the motionless door.
  She is too sleepy, too sleepy to bother with him. ,
   "Did you fool Barbara to work for you again?" Irina came down from upstairs in her flimsy white pajamas and smiled while looking at the baby McGonagall who was cleaning up the picture stone on the table.
   "I prepared a supper for her, not a free prostitute." McGonagall said seriously.
   "What are you doing with these things?" Irina asked, looking at the things in McGonagall's hands. McGonagall has been busy for several days.
   "I'm going to make a movie, oh, this is motivated by magic, it should be called Magic Shadow." McGonagall pointed the camera in his hand at Irina and pressed the capture button.
   "Magic Shadow? What is that?" Irina asked curiously.
  "It is to take the realistic picture with a photo-taking stone, and then use the player to play it." McGonagall explained briefly.
   "What's so strange about this? Isn't it the function of the photo-taking stone?" Irina wondered.
  "No, if it's just shooting and playing, it's really no different from the function of Photo Stone, but the function is optimized.
  Insert one sentence, [app ] It’s really good, it’s worth installing, even Android and iPhone support!
  Magic Shadow is not only about recording images, it is the art of light and shadow, and it has extremely high requirements for shooting angles, scenes, and light.
  Of course, more importantly, it is used to tell stories, not to record daily life. Just like novels and picture books, pictures are used to tell stories. "McGonagall explained.
  Irina thought for a while, and said, "For example...using a photo-taking stone to shoot Miss Black Cat’s opera performance?"
McGonagall was surprised by Irina’s ability to understand, and smiled and nodded: "Well, this idea is correct. It is probably to move Miss Black Cat’s opera performance from the stage to the real scene, and let the story happen in the real mansion. , And then use the photo-taking stone to fully record the performance and turn it into a more true story."
   "It sounds like it's funny." Irina nodded thoughtfully, but still wondered: "So, why do you want to make a movie?"
  "Add a little brighter to the boring daily entertainment of the people of Nolan Mainland." McGonagall smiled.
   "Speak human words."
"I plan to set up magic theaters in all the big cities on the Nolan continent. Tickets must be sold to watch the magic shadows. Assuming that one ticket sells 100 copper coins, a magic shadow that can accommodate 100 people can earn 10,000 copper coins. And shooting a magical shadow can be played in different movie theaters for a long period of time, and it can make money in cycles.
  In the future, more excellent directors may join the ranks of shooting magic shadows, making this industry flourish. I, who hold the movie broadcasting channel, will become the biggest beneficiary. "McGonagall said honestly.
  Of course, he wants to be famous for this reason, he is embarrassed to say it.
   "As expected of you." Irina looked at McGonagall with a slightly complicated expression.
  "You can see the imaging results after our improvement." McGonagall turned off the camera, took out the photo-taking stone, pressed it into the player, turned on the player, and clicked on to play.
  Irina’s picture appeared in a 55-inch player, the resolution was already comparable to 1080, the hair was clearly visible, the details were full, and the sound reproduction was extremely high.
  "How can I present my beauty so clearly?" Irina looked at the screen on the player with a little surprise, she felt like looking in a mirror.
   "This is the charm of technology." McGonagall showed the smile of a technical nerd.
  ……
"Head! Our night show tickets have been sold out for two consecutive days! And even the tickets for the morning show tomorrow are sold for 60%. It is estimated that the show will be full tomorrow morning!" Old man Mi walked into the head of the group with excitement. In the office, he looked at Vicky who was writing a script at the desk and said.
   "Be more stable, now we are also a fan group." Vicky looked up at him, and couldn't hide her smile.
"I...I'm not too excited, our regiment has never fought such a battle of wealth." Old man Mi smiled and looked at Vicky and said: "Also, head, we all agreed and decided Don’t take a one-day vacation every week. So many viewers like us, we should perform more for everyone to see.
   Vicky's face sank suddenly, and she said beyond doubt: "No, I set the rule of one day off every seven days. Everyone must obey."
Old man Mi didn't expect that Vicky refused to be so decisive, scratching his head and said: "Head, we are not afraid of being poor. I think there are so many viewers now. If you think we neglect them and will not come in the future, you will suffer. "
  Vickey frowned, looking at Old Man Mi and said: "Okay, they should not be asleep now, you can call them to the conference room, I will say a few words to everyone."
  The old man opened his mouth, but still held back his words, agreed, and hurried out to find someone.
  Not long after, everyone from the Black Cat Opera Troupe arrived in the conference room.
   "I have heard everyone's thoughts from Old Man Mi. Our opera troupe is indeed full of audiences these days, and everyone is not comfortable for a while." Vicky looked at the crowd and said with a smile.
   "Yes, I am a little bit dumb to hear the applause from the audience."
   "When I just left, there was a girl who took my hand and shed tears and said that I acted well."
   "Hey, it feels so good."
  Everyone laughed, their expressions were quite happy.