Chapter 112
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Old Merck sat in a carriage heading to Squirrel Street.
He was a senior actor in Black Swan. He was one of the most capable actors in the movie. He played the roles of an old farmer, a hunchbacked middle-aged man, and so on.
Apart from that, he also had another identity as a set designer. Many of the backdrops were completed by him and his team.
He was lucky enough to get an important supporting role in the audition for This Demon Is Not Too Cold. He was the employer of the male lead, Leon, Tony.
Today was the first scene of This Demon Is Not Too Cold, and he was one of the main characters.
The carriage slowly stopped at the side of Squirrel Street. Old Merck tidied up his luggage and alighted from the carriage.
Considering that Black Swan was a troupe of up to a hundred people, and the influence of the Flower of Falosi in Noland, Josiah had only appointed a few actors from Black Swan to participate in the first scene.
But there were still a total of five carriages going to Squirrel Street this time, including some actors who didn't have any scenes scheduled today. They also came with the intention of watching the production process of This Demon Isn't Too Cold for their own eyes.
Miss Caroline, the prima donna of the Black Swan Troupe, was one of the onlookers. She was also the first female lead in This Demon Isn't Too Cold. Although she didn't have any scenes today, she still followed the convoy all the way here.
Old Merck glanced at Carolee from afar. The black swan was dressed very simply today. Yesterday, she had cut off her long black hair, which was the envy of countless women, and changed it to the hairstyle of the female lead in the movie.
Old Merck had seen the script of This Demon Is Not Too Cold, as well as the drawing by Josiah's assistant artist, Hiri. Carolee's outfit today was exactly the same as Matilda's in the script.
No one in Black Swan had any objections to this female lead. The only thing that made Black Swan curious was that the male lead had not been chosen yet.
With this question in mind, Old Merck followed the other actors from Black Swan and a few guards to a tavern at the entrance of Squirrel Street.
"Welcome, everyone."
Josiah had been waiting in the tavern for a long time. Opposite the tavern was the Black Pigeon Hotel.
The owner of the tavern was a very particular gnome, so the layout of the tavern was quite meticulous.
Josiah used the old method, which was to throw a pile of gold coins at the dwarf, and successfully obtained the right to reserve the entire tavern for a few days.
Old Merck walked into the tavern and sized up the layout of the place. He quickly noticed a man standing beside Josiah. He looked a little … taciturn.
His hands were placed in front of him. He wore black round-framed glasses and a black furry hat on his head. The slightly rough stubble on his face made him not look young anymore. He had the temperament of someone who had been through hardships.
This … Old Merck almost wanted to point at him and shout out the name 'Lyon'.
It's too similar. Old Merck took out the script that Josiah had distributed to everyone in Black Swan from his suitcase and took out an impression of the male lead, Lyon. The man standing beside Josiah was almost exactly the same as the one in the impression.
Old Merck even felt that he would take out a knife and place it against his neck in the next second and whisper, "Do you understand?"
"There are more people here than I expected, but it doesn't matter. Before we officially start, I have a few things to discuss with all of you."
Josiah's gaze swept across the actors from Black Swan. Most of them were unfamiliar faces. When Josiah's gaze landed on Carolee, his gaze lingered on the black swan for a moment.
She had changed too much. Without the heavy dress and waist-length hair, Carolee now looked like a leading girl instead of the unreachable Black Swan on stage.
"First of all, he is the male lead of this movie. I know you must have doubts about his identity, but this is a film set, not a social ball for nobles. Acting skills speak for themselves here. If any of you think you are more suitable than him for this role, you can tell me in advance."
Josiah pointed at Pluck the Swindler who was standing beside him.
This swindler had been persuaded by Josiah's dirty money and extremely eloquent words yesterday and finally reached an agreement to cooperate with Josiah.
No one in Black Swan expressed any dissatisfaction. It seemed that in their eyes, Pluck's temperament was indeed very suitable for the male lead in the script.
"The second thing is that Mrs. Sizer must have asked some of you to come here and learn how to make movies."
Josiah opened the suitcase on the wooden table beside him and placed the camera and a few protocrystals with recording functions on the table.
Whether it was the camera or the protocrystals, they could be said to be the most crucial secrets in making a movie. When the magic-guided machine was placed on the table, the eyes of many members of Black Swan were attracted to it.
Including Old Merck, one of the main characters today.
Just as Josiah said, before leaving, Lady Sizer specifically told Old Merck to "do everything possible to learn how to make movies!"
As the behind-the-scenes worker of Black Swan, he naturally shouldered this important task. For this reason, he specially brought a few apprentices to observe the production process of "This Demon Is Not Too Cold".
"As the production method of this magic-guided machine is a trade secret, I can't reveal it for the time being. However, I can share the method of use with you. You can communicate with my cameramen at any time."
Josiah said in a meaningful tone.
Cameramen?
Old Merck noticed some information from Josiah's words. In other words, the production of a movie required not only actors but also cameramen.
Old Merck initially thought that the name "movie" had something to do with the God of Thunder and Lightning, but now it seemed like it was purely a magical machine, and the cameramen were the ones who specialized in using this magic-guided machine.
Josiah's attitude was unimaginably generous. If it were those stingy alchemists, they would never let outsiders know the slightest bit of knowledge about the magic-guided machine they created.
"Mr. Josiah, may I know where the cameramen you mentioned are now?"
Old Merck raised his hand slightly and asked.
He couldn't wait to learn how to use the camera. This brand new magic-guided machine would surely sweep the world in the future, and the cameramen would become much more important than the set designers of a stage play.
Not to mention, the cameramen seemed to be … a group of young ladies? This was much more enjoyable than asking an old man for advice on the art of filming.
The few scene-setter apprentices who came with Old Mock were also a little excited.
"They? They're already here. Come on out, ladies … It's time to work. "
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