The World of Deities

When he opened it, Su Ye was surprised.

It turns out that yesterday Lek deliberately visited Aeschylus, the father of tragedy. This old Greek man actually agreed to Lek's request and was willing to guide Su Ye. He was free in the next two days. Let Su Ye find a time in advance. The agreement will do.

Su Ye didn't expect to be able to meet the legendary father of tragedy so early, and immediately sent a magic letter to Rek, agreeing to meet at the dragon's beauty at noon today.

Near noon, Su Ye's carriage arrived at the gate of Plato College, where Lake was waiting.

Su Ye got out of the carriage and saw that the dark circles on Leike's face were thicker, and stepped forward to give him a hug.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with me? Why are you so enthusiastic about me? Do you want to see my sister?" Lake looked at Su Ye warily.

"No, no, no, in front of the father of tragedy, I have no interest in your sister. The reason why I hug you is to thank you for your silent contribution. Aeschylus is a nobleman and a great Greek dramatist If you can let him see me, you must go all out. Looking at your dark circles is the best proof."

Su Ye is not a fool, and he knows exactly what Lake did in the past two days.

The reputation of Aeschylus in Greece is not as good as Plato, but it is definitely not inferior to Thucydides. Especially in the circle of nobles and emerging families, Aeschylus is more famous.

Su Ye even suspected that Rek might beg Aeschylus if he could make this kind of world-renowned industry giant pioneer decide to meet a teenager.

"Thank you!" Rick thanked Su Ye instead.

Thank you Su Ye for not neglecting his own efforts.

"Go! I hope you haven't gotten tired of the beauty of the dragon." Su Ye patted Leike on the shoulder.

"Never get tired. By the way, Niya said thank you for your dessert." Rek laughed.

"My sister is very polite, not bad." Su Ye said.

"It's my sister!" Rek stared.

Su Ye laughed.

Lake hesitated for an instant, and reluctantly said: "Niya said, when she finishes her work, I will make you a magic book cover in a few days." Rek finished speaking and patted the cowhide cover on the surface of his magic book."

"Thank you very much, next time I see her, I will definitely bring more delicious food."

"I won't let you meet each other!"

"There is always a chance." Su Ye smiled.

Not long after, the two arrived at the beauty of the dragon and stood by and waited.

A carriage stopped, and a tall old man stepped out of the carriage. He was dressed in a white Greek robe with a gentle smile, and his deep eyes showed the light of wisdom.

"Your Excellency Aeschylus!" Rek walked over quickly.

Su Ye also followed forward, looking at the father of tragedy who has lived through the ages.

"Your Excellency, this is Su Ye, my classmate." Leike introduced.

"Thank you very much, Your Excellency Aeschylus, for coming." Su Ye immediately bowed his head and saluted.

The old man laughed and said, "No, no, thank you, otherwise I will have to wait at least two months to eat the food here. I didn't want to come, but Lake said he could eat here, and he nodded immediately. "

"Then I will let you eat the most delicious food, please come in." Su Ye leaned sideways in a gesture of invitation, and made a look at the waiter at the door, letting the waiter lead the way.

Aeschylus walked into the restaurant, looked around the hall, nodded slightly, and followed the waiter.

"Mr. Aeschylus!"

"Good afternoon, sir!"

Numerous nobles who were dining greeted the elderly one after another, their voices full of respect.

Aeschylus kept smiling and nodding.

The three of them were seated, and Su Ye smiled and said, "Let's eat first, we can't make your elderly hungry."

"I think so too." Aeschylus laughed.

Su Ye did not expect that the father of tragedy was an old man with a cheerful personality.

Perhaps, knowing what people like and what they are sad.

Kelton came again in person, explained the dishes in detail, and asked the old man's taste.

However, Aeschylus said: "Since you are coming to a new restaurant, you naturally have to try new dishes that you haven't tasted before. If you choose only the old flavors every time you try, it is not a trial, but a repetition."

"You are really a wise sage." Kelton admired sincerely.

The three talked and laughed and finished a meal happily.

However, the old man did not touch any desserts.

Su Ye and Leike asked the reason in surprise.

"I like everything sweet, but too much sweetness will numb my perception. Therefore, I must restrain my desire, give up the sweetness of the mundane world, and grasp the higher sweetness, drama." Aeschylus said with a smile on his face. the reason.

"Then we respect the sweetest thing in the world, drama." Su Yedao.

The three toasted and sipped lightly.

After the meal, the three people walked to the reception room and talked for half an hour first, let Aeschylus understand Su Ye a little bit.

As Su Ye and Leike talked about, the old man often nodded slightly and responded to Su Ye and Leke. Every time he heard something wonderful, he would not hesitate to praise Su Ye. Every sentence was like an epic. It is especially useful.

Then Su Ye took out his magic book and let Aeschylus read the outline.

Aeschylus read it carefully. After reading it, he didn't say anything immediately, but thought for a long time and read it again.

Throughout the whole process, he showed no other emotions, and kept a serious and focused look.

Thinking deeply again, he returned the magic book to Su Ye.

"The story is a good story. Some of your statements made me think that you are the favored one of the Muse. So, do you want to hear all the truth?" Aeschylus asked.

"Of course." Su Ye said.

"From my personal point of view, I don't like it very much."

Aeschylus' words were like a bucket of cold water, which poured a chill on Su Ye and Lake.

Su Ye only smiled awkwardly, and Leike changed his face.

"The beginning of your plot is not attractive enough, which is why most of the current dramas are mainly flashbacks, occasionally with interspersed narration to explain the antecedents. Your scene transitions and multi-act changes can easily distract the audience. And..."

Aeschylus talked about many shortcomings he thought.

Su Ye held a magic book and wrote down what Aeschylus said.

However, only highlight a few of them, and then write down the improvement methods below.

Soon, the old man finished his opinion.

Rick's face sank like water. He never expected that this would be the case. He thought Aeschylus would like this drama very much.

After a moment of silence in the reception room, the old man returned to smile and looked at the two.

"I said my personal opinion before, then let's talk about the views of'playwright Aeschylus'."

Su Ye's eyes condensed, and Leike revealed a look of surprise.

The old man laughed and said: "Don't be surprised. After all, besides the name'Aeschylus', I am most often called'Champion of the Poet' and'Father of Tragedy', although I don't like the latter title very much. . But, of course, when people are willing to call me that, I have to take the corresponding responsibility."

Lake nodded slightly.

But Su Ye heard the word "responsibility", his eyes changed, and he looked at this tragedy father more seriously.

"I personally dislike your kind of drama very very much. Note that I only say'I don't like it'. I will not say bad or bad, because I know that in front of the world, we always A person is insignificant, as small as an ant. No matter how wise the eyes are, you can only see the front, no matter how narrow your eyes are, you may also see the blind spots of the wise. So, I can only say that I don’t like it. What I like, It is not the standard of this world, and it is not qualified to make judgments, especially negative judgments, especially judgments that hurt people."

"When I first judge you to be hurt, it is equivalent to allowing your sword to pierce my chest." The old man's tone became more and more kind.

"You are really a wise senior." Su Ye said sincerely.

Lake blushed, and he looked down on the old man before.

"However, as a playwright, as a champion of the poets' contest, and as the father of tragedies in the eyes of others, my personal preferences are not important. When I use these identities the second time to read your "Zacre" outline At that time, I might scream out almost every second, you see, your mind is not bound by old things like us at all, you don't care if it is one person, two people or three people, you directly want more than fifty people! "

"You tore our old things to pieces. One-act play? Roughly kicked away and replaced with multiple acts. Single stage? Throw it away, put some scenery, change the time and place of the stage, this is just like a muse possessing beauty Inspiration. Poems? All shattered, all replaced with plain and easy-to-understand words, so that the illiterate can understand, you make us blush with practical actions. We playwrights always think that they represent the crystallization of human wisdom. I always think that I understand the human heart, but you let us know that we are so hypocritical. If you can't let ordinary people understand drama, how arrogant it is!"

"Your words are not beautiful enough, but the few words in it, including the words that Lake repeated in front of me yesterday, have surpassed the beauty of the world and possessed the beauty of philosophy."

"Yes, Aeschylus doesn't like it, but the "Champion of Poets" and the "Father of Tragedy" like it crazy! Because I have seen completely different things, completely different lives! This life looks small and unbearable , Even a little ugly, but why should we reject it? Just like, how can we kill a baby clown with a ugly baby? What we should do is to sow the sun, irrigate meticulously, and let time prove this new thing!"

"If time proves that this new thing is useless, what can we lose? But if we kill this new thing, and finally time proves that it is wonderful, we will have a huge loss."

"We are not the truth of the world, nor the truth of anyone. Most of the time, we are not even our own truth. However, we often regard our ignorance as the truth, as the standard, to limit ourselves and others."

The old man didn't care about Su Ye and Lake's reaction, as if he was reciting his own poetry and drama, he kept expressing his opinions.

Su Ye and Leike looked at each other.

Worthy of being a professional poetry writer.

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