The World of Deities Chapter 243: Father of Tragedy
Opening it up, Su Ye was pleasantly surprised.
It turns out that Rek visited Aeschylus, the father of tragedy, yesterday. This old Greek man actually agreed to Rek’s request and was willing to guide Su Ye. He will be free in the next two days and let Su Ye find Just make an appointment in advance.
Su Ye didn't expect to meet the legendary father of tragedy so early, and immediately sent a magic letter to Lake, 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 Lek's face were thicker, and he 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, 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 famous in Greece Dramatist, let him see me, you must go all out. Looking at your dark circles is the best proof."
Su Ye is not a fool, he knows exactly what Reck did in the past two days.
Aeschylus’s reputation 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’s reputation is even greater.
can make this kind of world-renowned industry giant pioneer decide to meet a teenager, Su Ye even suspected that Reck might beg Aeschylus.
"Thank you!" Rick thanked Su Ye instead.
Thank Su Ye for not neglecting his efforts.
"Go! I hope you haven't eaten 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 Yedao.
"It's my sister!" Rick stared.
Su Ye laughed.
Lake hesitated for an instant, and reluctantly said: "Niya said, wait for her to finish her work, and in a few days I will make you a cover for the magic book." Lake finished, patted the surface of the magic book. Cowhide wrapper. "
"Thank you very much, I will bring more delicious food next time I go to see her."
"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 nodded immediately. I agreed."
"Then I will let you eat the most delicious food, please come in." Su Ye leaned sideways in a gesture of please, and gave the waiter at the door a look, letting the waiter lead the way.
Aeschylus walked into the dining room, looked around the hall, nodded slightly, and followed the waiter.
"Mr. Aeschylus!"
"Good afternoon, sir!"
Many aristocrats who were dining greeted the old man one after another, their voices full of respect.
Aeschylus kept smiling and nodding.
The three of them took their seats, 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, knowing what people are sad.
Kelton came again in person, explained the dishes in detail, and asked the old man's taste.
But Aeschylus said: "Since I come to a new restaurant, I naturally have to try new dishes that I haven't tasted before. If you only choose the old flavors every time you try, it is not an attempt, just a repetition."
"You are really a wise sage." Kelton admired sincerely.
The three of them talked and laughed and finished a meal happily.
However, the old man does not touch any desserts.
Su Ye and Leike asked in surprise.
"I like everything sweet, but too much sweetness will numb my perception. Therefore, I must restrain my desires, give up the sweetness of the mundane world, and grasp the higher sweetness, drama." Aeschylus said with a face. Smile and tell the reason.
"Then we respect the sweetest thing in the world, drama." Su Yedao.
The three of them raised their glasses and sipped lightly.
After the meal, the three people walked to the reception room and talked for half an hour first, let Aeschylus know Su Ye a little bit.
In the process of telling Su Ye and Leike, the old man often nodded gently and responded to Su Ye and Leike. Every time he heard something wonderful, he gave Su Ye a word of praise, every sentence seemed like It's epic, so it's especially useful.
Then, Su Ye took out his magic book and let Aeschylus read the outline.
Aeschylus looked through it carefully. After reading it, he didn't say anything immediately. Instead, he thought about it for a long time and read it again.
Throughout the process, he showed no other emotions and kept his serious and focused appearance.
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. Then, do you want to hear all the truth?" Aeschylus asked.
"Of course." Su Yedao.
"From my personal point of view, I don't like it very much."
Aeschylus’ words are like a bucket of cold water, which pours Su Ye and Reke to their hearts.
Su Ye just smiled awkwardly, and Leike changed his face.
"Your plot is not attractive enough at the beginning, which is why most dramas nowadays are mainly flashbacks, occasionally with interspersed narration to explain the antecedents. Your scene transitions and multi-act changes can easily distract the audience. Also. ……"
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 how to improve them below.
Soon, the old man finished his thoughts.
Rek's face sank like water. He never expected that this would be the case. He thought that Aeschylus would like this drama very much.
There was a moment of silence in the reception room, and the old man returned to his smile and looked at the two of them.
"I said my personal opinion before, then let me talk about the opinion of ‘playwright Aeschylus’.”
Su Ye's gaze narrowed, and Leike showed a look of surprise.
The old man laughed and said, "Don’t be surprised. After all, besides the name “Aeschylus”, I’m most often called “Champion of the Poet” and “Father of Tragedy”, although I don’t like it very much. The latter term. But, of course, when people are willing to call me that, I have to bear the corresponding responsibility."
Rek nodded slightly.
But Su Ye heard the word "responsibility", his eyes changed, and he looked at the tragedy father more seriously.
" Personally, I don’t like your kind of drama very, very much. Note, I only say “I don’t like it.” I will not say bad or bad, because I know that in front of the world Every one of us is insignificant and insignificant like 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. I The liking is not the standard of the world, and it is not qualified to make judgments, especially negative judgments, especially judgments that hurt people."
"When I first judge you for harm, it is equivalent to allowing your sword to pierce my chest." The old man's tone became more kind.
"You are really a wise senior." Su Ye said sincerely.
Rek blushed and looked down upon the old man before.
" However, as a playwright, as a champion of poets, and as the father of tragedies in others’ words, my personal preferences are not important. When I use these identities for the second time to read your "Zacley" "In the outline, I might yell out almost every second. You see, your mind is completely unfettered by old things like us. You don’t care if it’s one person, two people or three people. You just have to go to fifty. Many people!"
"You tore our old things to pieces. One-act play? Roughly kicked away and replaced with multiple acts. Single stage? Throw it away, set up some sets, change the time and place of the stage, this is simply possessed by the muse Such a wonderful inspiration. Poems? All are broken, all replaced with easy-to-understand words, so that illiterate people can understand~IndoMTL.com~ You make us blush with practical actions. We playwrights are always self-conscious. I think it represents the crystallization of human wisdom, and 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 the Poet" and the "Father of Tragedy" like it crazy! Because I have seen completely different things, completely different lives! This life sees It’s very young and ugly, but why should we reject it? Just like, how can we kill a young clown’s 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, restricting ourselves, and restricting others. "
The old man didn't care about Su Ye and Lake's reaction, as if he was reciteting his own poetry and drama, he kept expressing his opinions.
Su Ye and Leike looked at each other.
is indeed a professional poetry writer.
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