The World of Deities

Su Ye held a magic book and kept writing and painting on it.

Because it is written entirely with mind, the speed is very fast.

"Do I use classical drama or realism?"

"Will you write tragedy or drama?"

"Should I write a one-act play or a multi-act play?"

"Should I write the current mainstream poetry or opera or drama?"

"Is it closed or open?"

Su Ye continued to make choices and judgments, and finally decided, either not to write, or to write a big one.

Greece is the origin of Western drama, and drama started as a ritual to commemorate Dionysus, the god of Bacchus, developed from Ode to Bacchus.In the beginning, it was only performed by one person wearing a mask. Aeschylus, the father of tragedy, added one person, and then Sophocles added another person.

Nowadays, the form of Greek drama is relatively single, but many classic dramas have appeared.

Nowadays, dramas are only entertainment activities for the nobles and wealthy civilians, and they are not popular.

Even so, drama is the most popular entertainment activity in all of Greece and even of Rome.

"Since you want to write, then write a work that is completely impossible to be born in this era!"

Su Ye is immersed in the world of drama, constantly writing the outline of "Zacre".

Unconsciously, Su Ye even mobilized magic power to maintain high-speed thinking and avoid excessive brain fatigue.

"Master Su Ye, I'm at Plato Academy." Hill's voice came from outside.

"Ok."

Su Ye didn't answer, so he wrote and wrote quickly.

After a while, Su Ye felt too tired before stopping.

The outline is basically completed, some of the details of each act have been determined, and some more exciting sentences have even been written, and the next step is to carry out specific writing.

Put away the magic book and get out of the carriage.

The Avenue of Socrates was quiet, and the Plato Institute looked empty.

The sea monster fountain behind the gate is as usual.

Seeing that the others hadn't come, Su Ye walked into the academy and carefully observed the statues on both sides.

These statues can be called the pinnacle of art in all of Greece and even the world. Su Ye carefully observes, constantly tasting and marveling.

I don't know how long it took, Su Ye felt someone approaching, and when he looked up, Leike came from the west of the school.

"You are early." Rek smiled.

Su Ye glanced at Leike, the dark circles on his face were a little lighter, his robes were clean, his hair had returned to the way it was before, and he looked very energetic.

"However, your family lives in the east, how did you travel from the west?" Su Ye immediately remembered that Leike had also been to the west before.

Lake's eyes darkened, and then he forced a smile: "It's nothing, I went to see a friend."

"That's it." Su Ye nodded without asking, everyone has their own secrets.

"Aren't they here yet?" Rek smiled and changed the subject.

Su Ye glanced at the two magic cars, shook his head and said: "It is estimated that I went home too late yesterday, and I was sleeping late. What happened last night...Thank you very much! My sincerest greetings to you."

Su Ye laughed and patted Leike's upper arm.

"It's all at the same table, we should. We have nothing to do, the meat is rotten in your broken pot, it is better than letting someone snatch it." Lake winked and smiled.

"Classmates, don't think so far. By the way, is your sister used to it these days?" Su Ye asked.

"It's okay. But one thing is bad." Lake looked at Su Ye warily.

"What's wrong?"

"She suddenly started asking about you, and she asked many times in a row! Very bad!" Rick was like a watchman who found danger.

"Maybe I am so famous, handsome and kind! To satisfy her curiosity, I can tell my story in person."

"Hehe! I'll pass this to Palos in a while!"

"It doesn't matter," Su Ye shrugged, "I will go with Palos."

"You are too thick-skinned." Reck said helplessly.

"This is honest and honest." Su Ye said.

Leike gave Su Ye a glance, turned his head and looked at the sides of the gate, and found that there was still no one, so he leaned back and leaned on the marble door frame of Plato Academy.

"I didn't sleep well last night." Lake looked at the high blue sky, squinting slightly under the sun.

The shadow of his short nose fell on the ground, almost invisible.

"I'm fine." Su Ye stood aside, squinted and raised his head, accepting the sunshine.

"What you said yesterday touched me a lot, even more than those of my favorite books. I never imagined that I would experience such a peculiar thing." Lake sighed.

"If there is touch, there will be gain." Su Ye smiled.

"I have strengthened my confidence. I must fight against the nobles and let the common people live with more dignity!" A resolute color appeared on Rek's face.

Su Ye was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, Lake was still obsessed with the contradiction between the aristocracy and the common people, and did not pay attention to more important definitions.Palos last night was on the contrary, not bound by the definition of nobility and commoner, but breaking through the old definition and pursuing a higher mission.

After thinking about it, Su Ye said, "Some people obviously want to climb distant mountains, but they have been wrestling with the stones under their feet."

"Good point! I will reduce my participation in private tournaments in the future and spend more time on studying." Lake's eyes became firmer.

Su Ye nodded and said nothing.

"By the way, writing drama is a very difficult thing. You know the results of my drama elective course. After you write the outline, you can ask me to advise me. In fact, I also want to write a drama, but unfortunately I always have no time. , Gave up. Even Mr. Aeschylus said I was a pity." Rek said.

"Who?" Su Ye asked in surprise.

"Aeschylus." Rek said.

"The father of tragedy?"

"Yes, it's him."

"You know him?" Su Ye said.

"It's also my luck. I was a guest at the Potions President's house, and I happened to meet Aeschylus to visit, and then he talked a few words, and he said I was very talented." Rek smiled, his tone of voice revealed. A little proud.

"I really didn't see it. I thought the best thing about drama in our class was... Teacher Neden." Su Yedao.

"He is good at drama? I have never heard of it."

Su Ye handed over his magic book, and only allowed Lake to read the page of "Zacre" and said: "I have finished the outline and wrote some good sentences. You can help me to read it. However, I am not going to Writing old plays, I am going to create new types of plays."

"I want to run without learning to walk? Who gave you the courage, Olympus? Let me see." Rek took the magic book and looked seriously.

At first he frowned, but slowly, his brows stretched and his expression was solemn.

At the end, he showed excitement, sometimes clenching fists and sometimes staring, almost unable to control his emotions.

In the end, he was holding the magic book and looking up at Su Ye, his eyes flashed brightly.

"I have no right to judge your structure and model, but your story deeply touched me. I dare say that if you can really finish "Zacre", you will surely become one of the greatest playwrights in Greece. !" Lake said.

"You look at me too high." Su Ye said modestly.

But Lek lowered his head and recited some sentences written by Su Ye repeatedly in a low voice.

"No matter how long the night is, the day will always come."

"Even if you live in the gutter, you have the right to look up at the stars."

"To survive or die..."

"Born like summer flowers, death like autumn leaves..."

"Su Ye, I really didn't expect you to write such a soul-shocking sentence! My drama class scores first, but your drama is first-rate in Greece! Please forgive me for being proud and arrogant before you, I’m just a kid who doesn’t understand drama. Your drama has surpassed drama and reached the level of philosophy! There are some sentences in it that I still can’t understand, but it baptized my soul."

Su Ye coughed slightly, a little embarrassed. These sentences were so famous that everyone in the future would know them. He just wrote them by hand, not sure whether they would be used or not.

"You don't need to be modest, I can guarantee that as long as your drama can be staged, you will surely be as famous as Aeschylus! You will be the king of drama in the future!"

Lake looked at Su Ye with sincerity in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I will work hard to write "Zacre" well." Su Yedao.

As if suddenly losing his power, Lake leaned back lazily on the marble door, and said in a low voice: "Born like summer flowers, and dead like autumn leaves. This simply explains Zaclay's life, although he is just an ordinary black iron warrior. , But at the end of his life, he is as brilliant as summer flowers. There are other sentences, not about Zaclay alone, but about each of us and every civilian. You can see such a wonderful sentence It's really my honor."

Su Ye didn't expect this drama to have such a big impact on Lake, and he didn't know how to do it for a while.

"Su Ye, I told you that the six months I was recuperating was the second painful period of my life, do you remember?" Leike looked at Yuankong quietly.

"Remember, I felt strange at the time, but didn't ask carefully." Su Ye said.

"Seeing your "Zacre" and looking at those beautiful sentences, I think of the most painful thing. If I knew these sentences earlier, I might not be so painful. I have been trying to forget that thing, but , I can't forget it." Lake said.

Su Ye listened quietly.

"I was born in a very happy family. Although my parents are not aristocrats, they are also well-paid fur traders. Our brothers and sisters have never suffered from childhood. Until one day, everything changed. Back then, I was too young to not I know the reason, but recently as I continue to investigate, I finally know the reason."

"Back then, my parents were in business with an aristocratic family and brought a batch of very good leather goods from Northern Europe to the aristocratic family. But unexpectedly, the housekeeper of the aristocratic family became greedy and used low-priced inferior goods. We exchanged the good products from our house, and then handed the inferior products to the nobleman, saying that our family was not keeping its promises. The other party was a nobleman and thought that he had been humiliated, so he sent someone to smash our shop and snatch a lot of goods and money, My parents are forbidden to do business in Athens."

"My parents went to the God of War Mountain, but the Mountain of God was partial to the nobles, regardless of whether they asked. As a last resort, my parents had no choice but to find the nobleman, repeatedly prayed to the nobleman, and repeatedly said that our fur goods were exchanged. However, that nobleman did not. After listening to my parents’ explanation, every time my parents went there, the nobleman sent someone to kill my parents. Until one time, the private soldiers went crazy and beat my mother to death."

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