Books are easier to borrow, so Downton has read a lot, but not opera. In the eyes of common people, it is an elegant art, entertainment that only nobles have the qualifications and money to enjoy.
Downton has lived so long that, let alone entering an opera house, he has never even seen the grass-stage operas performed by third-rate traveling opera troupes, but this does not hinder his creation.
In that dream that has been recurring for as long as he can remember, Downton went to a street called Broadway, where a variety of operas were performed every day, and they were all classic plays that had been proven for hundreds of years.
Downton sat at the table, took out a stack of parchment, wrote one word, cat, with a Golden Crown pen, and then began to fill in the content.
This is the longest-running and most-performed work on Broadway. Downton believes that it will surely impress Madeleine and satisfy her.
“Not bad, great!”
Homer is a typical literary girl. When watching the plot, she couldn't help but exclaim. She asked a few questions from time to time and gave her suggestions for revisions.
When it comes to literary accomplishment, Homer outshines Downton, so in this kind of creation, Downton also received the most direct instruction.
"Already finished?" Madeline, who was too nervous to eat lunch, was shocked when she saw Downton appear, and then became a little dissatisfied, "You're not fooling me, are you?"
No wonder Madeleine complained that it was not easy to be a playwright. Let alone the conception, even if she copied a book, one morning would not be enough.
"Let's talk about it after seeing it!"
Downton handed over the parchment.
Looking at the gorgeous text, Madeleine's eyes suddenly lit up, as if she drank an ice-cold soda in the dog days of summer. Her whole body felt refreshed and she couldn't help but admire, "It's actually the magic flame style. It's so beautiful."
Downton shrugged his shoulders.
Madeleine has good literary literacy and solid basic skills. When she got the script, she flipped through it and looked at the neat format, which made her feel half better.
"The plot is quite good." Madeline looked at it. Her face changed. Sometimes she was surprised, and sometimes she frowned, causing her beautiful cheeks to keep deforming. Finally, she sighed and folded the parchment dejectedly.
"What's wrong? Not satisfied?"
Downton was surprised and his lips moved, but he didn't complain after all. Even "Cats" couldn't satisfy you. Are your requirements too high?
"Don't get me wrong, the script is very good, no, very good, but Toffee doesn't have the ability to perform it at all." Madeleine smiled bitterly. This opera requires more than a hundred actors, but her own opera company is responsible for the logistics.
There were not even fifty cooks and coachmen in total, so there was really nothing we could do.
"It's my problem." Downton was stunned for a moment. He suddenly understood and patted his head regretfully. He was only thinking about the classics, but he forgot whether Toffee was within his capabilities.
"Think of another one?" Madeleine asked tentatively. As for the parchment in her hand, she was naturally holding it tightly. Such a good script cannot be leaked. When her opera troupe expands, she must perform it.
"Okay!" Downton was not blind this time. He began to carefully ask Madeleine everything about toffee and make adjustments.
"In "The Lion King", my makeup skills are not up to par, pass!"
"'Les Misérables', 'Phantom of the Opera'. The scene is grand and requires too many costumes, too luxurious, Toffee can't afford it, pass!"
""Tea~Flower Girl", tsk, a story about a prostitute, seems to be inconsistent with the mainstream market, pass!"
Listening to Downton muttering and writing and drawing on paper alone, Homer and Madeline didn't dare to disturb him for fear of disturbing his train of thought, but looking at the unfamiliar names, they became excited again.
"Are these all scripts written by him? The name seems pretty good." Madeleine looked at Downton in deep thought and felt that he was very literary.
"How many things does this kid hide from me?" Homer wailed. He knew Downton's character. Once it was revealed, it would definitely be a good thing. "No, I must force him to tell me stories."
"Are there any kind of 'weirdos' in your troupe, the kind that are very ugly?" Downton gestured casually, "For example, something like hate."
"No!" Madeleine shook her head.
"It seems that "Notre Dame de Paris" with a low cost and a small number of people will not work." Downton scratched his hair irritably and stared at the sea outside the porthole, his eyes wandering.
Madeleine poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Downton. She had never done such a thing before. Today was an exception, but she was willing to do so.
"Captain, aren't you going to have lunch?"
A girl opened the cabin door and walked in with a dinner plate. Seeing the statue-like Downton, she couldn't help but be stunned. How could the female leader of a group who strongly refused to allow men thousands of miles away let a man enter the room?
"Keep your voice down!"
Madeleine made a silencing gesture.
A full hour passed. Downton remained seated and did not move at all. Madeleine also regained her composure, but the girl failed and looked around.
"Captain, look, his pen is the same as yours."
The girl seemed to have discovered a new world. She pulled Madeleine's sleeve and reported in a low voice.
"Huh?" Madeleine glanced at the table and was stunned. She had only paid attention to the script and not the pen.
"There seem to be numbers on it!" The girl wanted to get closer to check, but Madeleine pulled her away.
"Don't disturb him." Madeline looked at Downton, but she didn't expect that he had many good things. Judging from her travel experience, the Golden Crown Tree Garden pen should be genuine.
"Forget it if you can't think of it. Write these down first." Homer couldn't wait any longer and sent a message from his mind. He was not going to let Downton sleep today.
"ah!"
Downton cried out in annoyance, scratching his head with both hands, and his hair was all messed up.
"What aroused him? Like a savage orc!"
The girl was startled and hid behind the group leader.
"Orc? Barbaric?" Downton was suddenly startled and turned back to glare at the girl.
"What do you want to do? The leader is very powerful, be careful of her breaking your fifth limb." The girl screamed in a stern voice.
"Savage orcs, yes, beasts!" Downton smiled and tapped the girl with his chin, "Ask her to be my maid for a month, and I will write a good script for you."
"No!" The girl was frightened and begged Madeleine. She was picked up from the slums by the group leader. Unlike those free people who could leave at will, if the group leader made up his mind, he would be in dire straits.
"What are you thinking about? He's joking with you again."
Madeleine slapped the girl. With Downton's status, appearance, and strength, if he wanted a woman, there were many ladies on this cruise ship rushing to throw themselves into his arms, how could he possibly fall in love with her?
Female member.
"Really?" The girl was very scared. In this day and age, maids still had the responsibility of sleeping with them. If a noble asked, they could not refuse.
"You're just kidding. But don't say I'm an orc next time." Downton picked up a pen and wrote the title, "'Beauty and the Beast' requires ordinary costumes and make-up, and it doesn't require too many actors. It perfectly suits your character."
The troupe’s request.”
"Well, briefly describe the story!"
Madeline listened to Downton's narration and initially felt nothing. However, when she heard that her third daughter was willing to accompany the beast to save her father's life, she nodded slightly. Finally, she learned that the beast was actually a prince who had been bewitched by a witch.
I was completely moved.
"good!"
Madeleine was very satisfied. This script was very fresh and there must be a market for it.
"How can this classic fairy tale be wrong? Moreover, it is a drama between a beautiful girl and a prince in trouble. This kind of plot is extremely destructive to women."
Downton rolled his eyes. The Toffees are a traveling opera troupe. They sound nice, but they are actually a third-rate troupe that is not qualified to perform in an opera troupe. They go around the streets and set up stages in every small town to perform.
The men have all gone to work to make money. They have no time to watch operas, so the rest are women. As long as you conquer them, you can make some money.
"Tell me about this!"
Madeleine also knew Toffee's weakness, so this book was undoubtedly the most suitable, but she also coveted others, and her finger was on "Phantom of the Opera".
"You are quite good at choosing."
Downton smiled.
"I just think it's a good name."
"Not only is it good, this opera will definitely allow you to conquer the aristocratic class."
Downton is not bragging, but The Phantom of the Opera will give the aristocrats a strong sense of involvement in both plot and structure. Of course, the premise is that the actors must have superb acting skills.
"boast!"
The girl didn't believe it, but she was also very aggressive. Unfortunately, Downton kept silent, which made her teeth itch with anger.
"You guys should rehearse this first."
Downton began to write a detailed script. With the help of a literary master like Homer, it was a piece of cake. By evening, it was completed.
Tiger Woods and Woodford's servants sent invitations at the same time, inviting Downton to dinner, but he refused.
"Forget it about Woods, he is an orc after all, but Woodford is a famous family in Brittany. It will be very helpful for you to have a good relationship with him in the future."
Madeleine is also doing good for Downton. A duke's status is really nothing in front of these people.
"I don't intend to be a dog for others. As for cooperation, do you think I am qualified to talk to others in my capacity?" Downton knew himself very well, and he didn't want to make excuses.
Because of these words, Madeline looked at Downton deeply, and then stopped trying to persuade him.
Because of the conflict with Schurrle, no one dared to trouble Downton, so the voyage was very quiet. At dusk the next day, the cruise ship arrived at the port of Corsica.
Downton didn't want to run into those nobles, so he waited for them to leave first and helped Toffee pack the gift. There were too many things, dozens of boxes full, and the women couldn't move them, so he had to work harder.
Seeing a duke running back and forth moving boxes, the ladies who were originally impressed by him because of his performance yesterday frowned, and some showed disgusted expressions.
"Am I right? A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. Even if you become a noble, you can't hide that country bumpkin vibe."
Some nobles who were jealous of Downton took the opportunity to belittle him and sprayed all kinds of vicious words.
When Hutao heard this, she was so angry that she wanted to beat someone up, but Downton stopped her.
"What do you care about what they do? Just be happy." Downton didn't mind. He was not an orthodox noble to begin with, and he didn't bother to pretend or hide it. (To be continued...)