In the afternoon, Mrs. Sizer did not return to her residence in the Faluxi Imperial City. Instead, she went to a rehearsal theater used by an art academy.
"Nelly, your steps are too slow. I want the sharp feeling of a knife stabbing into my body!"
Mrs. Sizer stood below the stage and loudly reminded the actors who were rehearsing on the stage. The actors on the stage were performing a dance play.
The slender girls tried their best to straighten their bodies and jump on the stage, but any of their movements seemed wrong in Mrs. Sizer's eyes. Mrs. Sizer's expression was never happy.
"Lady Sizer … I … think they're dancing very well."
Blackwood Elf Monica, who was acting as a personal guard, watched from the side for a long time. The actors on the stage had been practicing for a full two hours. Many of them had large amounts of sweat on their foreheads, and it seemed that they were physically exhausted.
In the eyes of a layman like Monica, these actors' performances were excellent enough.
"Pru! Your expression is too stiff! Remember how you looked when you were chased by a wild dog! "
Mrs. Sizer ignored the words of the Blackwood Elf beside her and continued to loudly remind the actors on the stage of their mistakes.
Only when one of the actresses tip-toed and fell to the ground did the performance come to an end.
"Stand up. The rehearsal is not over yet. There's no time for you to sit on the stage."
Mrs. Sizer was still cold and ruthless in the face of this situation. Her harsh rebuke caused the young actress to be dissatisfied.
"Lady Sizer, shouldn't we be movie actors in the future like 'This Demon Isn't Too Cold'? Why … do we have to rehearse this kind of dance for a stage play?"
The actress who fell to the ground rubbed her feet and asked with some dissatisfaction.
Today's rehearsal was much more intense than before. Mrs. Sizer seemed to be making up for all the time that Black Swan did not rehearse during her trip to Noland.
"Trissy, have you forgotten what you learned in the Falosi Royal Academy?"
Although there were more than 70 actors in Black Swan, Mrs. Sizer could clearly remember where each of them came from, their general personalities and ages.
For example, this girl named Tris had graduated from the Falosi Royal Academy with the best grades. Originally, an excellent actress like her should have found another troupe to join.
After all, the Black Swan had the Flower of Falosi. Any other girl would pale in comparison to her.
However, a true 'swan' would never admit defeat. The reason this girl entered the Black Swan was to challenge Carolee.
Although she had performed as the female lead several times, the reaction after the event was not as good as that of the Flower of Falosi.
The sharp challenge turned into self-abandonment after several failures, but the Black Swan Troupe did not need actors who did not want to make progress.
"Maybe when you become as fat as a cow, you'll remember!"
Mrs. Sizer's words seemed to poke at the thing that the actress feared the most. She did not know how to refute Mrs. Sizer, nor did she dare to. She immediately stood up, mustered her strength, and began a new round of rehearsal.
The rehearsal lasted for another hour or so. Only then did Mrs. Sizer clap her hands, signaling the actors to stop and take a break.
"It's so hard to be an actor on the stage."
The Dark Wood Elf girl looked at the actors' backs on the stage that were drenched in sweat and couldn't help but say softly.
"Black Swan is the best troupe in Falosi. If only hard work could make it the best troupe."
After Mrs. Sizer announced the break, she walked back to the auditorium at the back of the theater. There was already scattered applause from the audience.
"It's been so many years, but you're still so strict."
An old man sitting in the front row of the auditorium sighed. The Dark Wood Elf recognized this old man as the one who spoke to Mrs. Sizer on the stage before.
He seemed to be the manager of the Central Theater of Falosi.
"This is just a basic skill for actors. Teacher, Master Morgan, and Master Hopko …"
Mrs. Sizer read out the names of the old men sitting in the auditorium one by one. They were all invited by Mrs. Sizer. In Falosi, they could be said to be the national treasures of playwrights.
"Your works are the treasures of Falosi. Although our ancestors have left behind many classic works, I hope to turn your works into movies. Teacher's' Black Journey ', Master Morgan's' Eye Gleaner ', and Master Hopko's' The Fisherman of the Moro River ', they all gave me great inspiration when I was young."
"Lady Sizer, you're too kind," one of the scriptwriters said. One of the scriptwriters said, "The 'movie' that you've brought has opened a new era for Falosi's performance art. I can't wait to see those classic works in the form of movies."
The playwrights sitting here were led by Morgan, who played the male lead of 'The Loyal Hachi'. They belonged to the Falosi's side of the revolution. To these playwrights, movies could reflect their works more realistically and delicately.
"So, Lady Sizer, you don't know which script to choose?" Morgan could tell the reason why Mrs. Sizer had invited them here.
"Black Swan's film technology is not mature yet, so we can't produce a script in one go. I don't want to make such an important decision on my own." Lady Sizer glanced at the seated playwrights and said, "All of you are the most outstanding playwrights in Falosi. I've invited you here in the hope that you can make a decision on my behalf, in the form of a vote."
Mrs. Sizer's words were obvious enough. After attending the ball, no matter which playwright Mrs. Sizer chose, it would definitely cause dissatisfaction among the other playwrights. The only solution was to adapt the classics left behind by the deceased playwrights in Falosi.
However, this was an opportunity to rope in those outstanding playwrights. Mrs. Sizer did not want to use this opportunity to rope in a private person.
There were a total of nine playwrights present. They were all authoritative figures in the field of screenwriting in Falosi.
This time, the discussion did not last long, because there was another authoritative figure among these playwrights.
"As expected, I still hope to see Master Morgan's' Eye Gleaner '," a relatively young-looking playwright said.
His words also represented the thoughts of most of the playwrights. Soon, the nine playwrights began to have a unified opinion. As the main character, Morgan, however, sat there without saying a word.
At that moment, a servant suddenly rushed over to Mrs. Sizer's side.
"Madam, a Blackwood Elf who calls himself Elder Cephane wishes to see you," the servant said in a soft voice.
As soon as Mrs. Sizer heard the name 'Elder Cephane', she instantly lost the mood to care about the script.
"Where?" Mrs. Caesar managed to control her agitated emotions. She lowered her voice and said to the attendant, "Bring him in quickly."
Elder Cephane. If Mrs. Sizer remembered correctly, this was the Elder Cephane who protected her daughter on her journey to Noland.
Yesterday, Carolee had even informed Mrs. Sizer that everything was going smoothly. She would probably be able to return to Falosi's capital tomorrow or the day after.
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