Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 109 Actors please take their places

“The comedy musical fantasy film Frozen is recruiting actors.

“Do you want to become a world-renowned star? Do you want to write a beautiful fairy tale with Gerda? Do you want to get a reward of up to ten gold coins?

"Come and sign up for the competition. As long as you get any role, you can enjoy free lunch every day, guaranteed to have meat in every meal.

“Recruitment requirements:
"One male main character, a native of the North, with a simple appearance, positive and optimistic, strong physique, aged 18 to 26. The age limit can be relaxed if the appearance meets the requirements. Those who have wilderness survival and ice harvesting experience and can sing and play the arpeggio will be given priority.

"One female main character, native to the North, heroic, optimistic, brave, lively and cheerful, 1 to 6 meters tall, 1 to 7 kilograms in weight, 45 to 55 years old, blonde, similar in appearance to Gerda, those who can sing are preferred.

“A number of performers of traditional Northern dances;
“A number of singers of traditional folk songs from the North;
"Anyone with a keen interest in performance, and a number of deep gnomes;
"Other characters..."

In a small open space between the houses, an old man with a scholarly look was reading a notice.

Since the cultural level in the North cannot be said to be widespread illiteracy, it can be said that the average person has dropped out of prenatal education.

It won’t work if no one reads the recruitment notice.

"If you have any questions, please ask them now. The next time I will give a lecture will be in the evening," said the old scholar.

He was in a hurry to go back and write. If he could write a Northern propaganda copy that could be published in a newspaper, he would get at least ten silver coins.

I just came up with a great idea called "Let your body adapt to the bed."

When young people are looking for a job, they should not expect the job to adapt to them, but rather change themselves to adapt to the job.

People in the North never complain about the hard work. They do not have days off and often work up to 18 hours a day. This allows some of them to be promoted repeatedly and even become factory managers.

What a great idea. Even the prototype of the character won't cause trouble. He is still being whipped in a factory in the North.

But I heard that some of them have started to like this job.

The old scholar couldn't understand it, but he was deeply shocked.

"No more questions? That's good. I wish you success in your recruitment."

"Excuse me!" Someone in the crowd raised his hand, "Is there really meat in the lunch?"

"Of course." The old scholar took off his glasses and heard that the food provided to the actors was the same as that provided to them, the writers.

There was indeed meat in every lunch, but only one slice, which was much better than before.

And if you really want to have a second slice, you can wait until lunch time is almost over. If there are any left, you can take it and you will not be criticized.

I heard that it was because those orcs and goblins were very good at raising chickens, ducks, fish and pigs.

The pigs they raise don’t taste fishy at all, which is amazing. In the past, we only ate pork when we had nothing else to eat.

"What about the ten gold coins? Are there really ten gold coins?" It was the same person again.

The old scholar took a look and saw a tall blond young man wearing a not very delicate animal skin outfit. No need to guess, he must be making a living in the mountains and forests and rarely came into the city.

There was a companion next to him who was dressed similarly but much thinner, with furry ears and a pair of deer-like horns. When he saw someone looking at him, he nervously hid his ears under his messy hair.

"Yes, there are really ten gold coins. I can guarantee it." The old scholar said affirmatively.

As for recruitment, the conditions are definitely written in the requirements, but it is hard to say who will get it.

Anyway, the main actors are priced at this price.

"Oh, I'm sure to make a profit of these ten gold coins." The young man said proudly.

"But didn't Dad say we would go back after buying things, Brother Grove?" asked the companion next to him.

"It won't take much time to give it a try. What if you're chosen? Didn't the prophecy ask you to come here, little deer?" Grove said.

"Don't call me Little Deer," he regretted a little that he had left in such a hurry today that he forgot to wear a hat, "and grandma only predicted that I should come here, she didn't ask me to be an actor."

"Okay, little deer. Got it, little deer. Let's go to the recruitment location. That's ten gold coins, ten gold coins!"

Grove grabbed the fawn and walked away.

He was tall and walked with big steps. He often went into mountains and forests and walked very fast. He asked and searched along the way and finally arrived at the place where actors were being recruited.

Winterhold.

There are few places in the North that look serious and can accommodate a lot of people.

It was impossible to have an interview at Factory 1. It was all clanging and banging and I couldn't hear anything being sung.

Figxin had no objection. The castle had been turned into a teleportation station long ago anyway, and now she locked herself in the house all day long, thinking about the big questions about Felin's future. She would answer anyone who asked her anything.

When Drogo heard about it, he gave her a golden toilet, nominally made of gold, and suggested that she sit on it when she had nothing to do, and maybe she would figure things out.

Grove and the deer stood in front of Winter Castle and did not dare to go in for a long time.

He really didn't expect that he would have to audition in such a formal place to play the role of Mo Ying. He was a little nervous.

The little deer was even more frightened because orcs whose heads and shoulders were bigger than his heads were coming in and out of the castle menacingly.

When passing by, he bared his teeth at him, as if he could eat him in one bite.

"Or, let's go." The deer couldn't help but say.

"But you have to leave. No, it's not that I don't dare to go in. I just want to take care of you. I'm not nervous at all. Let's go!"

Grove said this while crossing his arms, also pretending to be aggressive, as if the non-existent extra-thick teres major muscles made it impossible for him to put his arms down.

As soon as I turned around, I first saw a head of blonde hair passing by my eyes, and then a beautiful face with a few freckles, but even more adorable.

At this moment, Azhen fell in love with Aqiang.

"Excuse me, is the recruitment for "Frozen" held here?" The girl's voice was also very nice.

"Yes, that's it. What a coincidence. We are also here to respond to the call. Maybe we can take a magic photo together. Hahahaha..."

Xiaolu had never heard his brother laugh so artificially.

Obviously, they used to be similar to geese.

"Then why don't you go in?" the girl asked curiously.

"Hey, isn't this my brother? He has never been to a castle before, so he is a little scared and doesn't dare to go in. As an older brother, I should take care of my younger brother when I am outside."

Just as the little deer was about to retort, Grove covered his mouth with his hands and he jumped around in protest.

"You brothers have such a good relationship." The girl said with a chuckle as she watched the two people playing and fighting.

Grove stood there with his eyes fixed.

Saving throw failed, charmed.

"Then let's go in together." Seeing that Grove didn't respond for a long time, the girl suggested, feeling a little embarrassed.

Go to the corridor on the second floor of the castle, fill out the registration form, get the number tag, and wait for the staff to call your number.

There are several rows of benches in the corridor for people waiting for interviews to rest.

"Christine, you have a really nice name."

After seeing the name on the registration form, Grove started a new round of chatting up girls.

Christine smiled reluctantly.

She did not sit on the bench, but stood aside and sang, but she was not angry when Grove interrupted her.

On the contrary, I think this silly boy is quite cute.

It’s a bit like the boy who would pull girls’ braids when he was a kid, even if it would attract the girl he liked and she would curse at him.

There are no interests involved, it's just pure liking. She misses this simple interpersonal relationship very much.

She was the second daughter of a minor noble family and her family was relatively wealthy, so she bought a magic video machine when it first became available in the North.

This little machine showed her a completely different new world.

Her original dream was to become a stage actor, but after watching Magic Vision, she immediately changed her ambition, regarded Raul as her idol, and made acting in Magic Vision her new goal.

I had thought I would have to travel all the way to Twin Towers City to get a chance to perform, but who knew that Shadow Demon would come to the North so soon.

It’s still the most legendary Drogo Studio.

"I suggest you read the script now," she kindly reminded Grove.

"Of course I have. I know the whole script by heart!" Grove replied immediately.

After hearing this, the little deer covered his face helplessly and didn't want to recognize this brother.

The brothers are illiterate.

Christine didn't expose his lie. There was no need to expose his harmless show of bravado.

"No. 46, No. 47, No. 48, please take your seats in the interview room."

A voice calling a serial number came from a distance.

"Let's go, it's our turn."

(End of this chapter)