"I want to be a lady." Wang Wenwen raised his hands and said.
The family members sat in a row in a row, waiting for Director Huan to choose.
"That's the heroine, it's not your turn." Xiao Huan shook her head.
"For Xiami?" Wang Wenwen said unconvinced, "Can't I just put on makeup?"
"You can only be a sidekick." Xiao Huan said.
"What's wrong with Fami?"
"The supporting actor will not be tossed around, but the protagonist will be tossed back and forth. Do you think so?"
"Then forget it."
"Oh, Director Huan, what kind of position do you think I can arrange?" Zhao Han asked funnyly.
"Just be a cook." Xiao Huan looked up and down and then said.
"Cook, cook? Okay, okay." Zhao Han said dejectedly.
"Just be satisfied. I gave it to you because of our good relationship. It's not easy to find a supporting actor with more than 200 lines."
"It turns out that the fantasy director is still facing me. I wonder what those more than 200 lines are?" Zhao Han asked with a hopeful look on his face, completely losing his seriousness and seriousness in the company.
"Madam, it's time to eat. Madam, it's time to clean up." Xiao Huan thought hard and replied.
"Aren't these just two sentences?" Zhao Han couldn't understand.
"Yes, repeat each sentence a hundred times, that's more than two hundred sentences." Xiao Huan looked at her like she was a fool.
"Hahaha." Everyone roared with laughter.
"Okay, okay." Zhao Han said helplessly.
"What role will you give me?" Wu Shanshan asked.
"I won't favor one over the other. You also have more than two hundred words, and you are a laundryman."
"Oh, it can't be 'Madam, it's time to wash the clothes. Madam, the clothes have been put away'?" Wu Shanshan asked funny.
"Well, you are smarter than Hanhan after all, so you don't need me to teach you." Xiao Huan nodded directly.
Everyone then burst into laughter.
Then the family was arranged with various helpers, including grooms, roadside vendors, church guards, vulgar and ignorant citizens...
Everyone was in high spirits and ready to start filming.
The lighting and sound are ready, and the actors are in place.
The place begins to evolve and time and space freeze.
…………
In a public square somewhere, flowers were spread on the edge of a high platform. On the high platform, a handsome black-haired man was making an impassioned speech.
"The stars move in a fixed way, and their orbits will not change for thousands or tens of thousands of years. The earth is not the center, and they do not revolve around the earth."
"When sailors travel across the ocean, they are in the stars, guiding the way."
"Although their light is weak, it illuminates our way forward!"
"That is light, that is electricity, that is reason, it will definitely break through the sky of ignorance!"
"Heresy!" A priest led the guards, rushed to the high platform, and pushed the man to the ground.
"You can stop me from talking, but you can't stop the light of the stars!" The man was lying on the ground, raising his hands high!
"Burn him!" the priest shouted angrily.
The guards looked at him, and some shook their heads and said, "Nillo often attends Mrs. Arnst's salon gatherings. You should ask the bishop first."
A priest does not yet have such power.
"Didn't you hear what he was saying? He actually said that the earth is not the center of the universe!" the priest said angrily.
The guards still shook their heads. They didn't understand what the center was, but they knew how to take care of their jobs.
You can arrest people, but you need the order of a big shot to burn them. The priest has prestige, but it is not enough.
"Send him to the Inquisition first!" the priest could only give in.
The citizens laughed and watched as the young man Nillo was escorted by the soldiers and staggered away from the high platform.
For them, this is just a different kind of drama. It cannot let them eat an extra piece of black bread, but it can allow them to add more condiments when eating black bread, so that the sawdust and sand are not so difficult to swallow.
"You were just blindfolded for a moment, but you can finally see the light of reason!" Nillo shouted loudly.
A muffled thunder sounded in the sky.
But no one cares.
Thunder is very common in summer.
No one noticed that an eye flashed high in the sky, and it looked at this scene curiously.
In the chaotic and ignorant atmosphere, the ignorant and stupid people, there is a stubborn light shining stubbornly.
Pay tribute to reason, pay tribute to it at all times.
The eye slowly lowered.
…………
In the dark and damp dungeon, Nero was writing on parchment by the dim light of a tallow candle.
The candles and papers were brought in by Mrs. Arnst at her expense.
Greedy jailers don't care who they give it to.
He knew he was going to die.
To dare to publicly say that the earth is not the center from a high platform is to seek death.
But he still has to say it.
"On the Movement of Celestial Bodies".
"Stars have their own fixed orbits. Their orbits should be calculated like this. They are related to a specific constant, and they need to be found in the form of squares..."
Halfway through writing, he felt there was an error, so he crossed it out and recalculated.
At this time, a prison guard came to his cell door and knocked, "Madam is here to see you."
"My poor, dear Nillo, how did you become like this? You should rest more and survive this period of imprisonment." A well-dressed beautiful woman endured the stench of the dungeon and held up her long
Skirt, standing outside the cell fence, looking at his lover.
"Madam, this is not the place you should come. The filth here will stain the beauty I have in your heart." Nillo did not raise his head. He did not want his embarrassed appearance to leave an impression in the eyes of his beloved.
"Just say that you made a miscalculation. As long as you take back what you said before, you can pretend that nothing happened. I have already established a relationship with the bishop, and he promised me that he can forgive you once on behalf of the Lord."
"I have cost you money again, but this time I let you down. I want to defend the dignity of reason. I can no longer succumb to ignorance. In that case, our world will have no future."
"Are you going to give up on me for the future of the world?"
"You are wrong. It is for you and for your descendants to live in a rational and better world." Nillo said excitedly.
The lady was very moved, "But we don't have any descendants yet."
"No need, as long as it's your child." Nillo shook his head.
The lady stepped forward and stretched her hand through the cell bars.
Nillo held her hand excitedly.
Dirty and clean, ignorance and rationality collide together at this time.
The noble lady may be just out of vanity and face, or out of following the trend. Her love is fierce but also short-lived.
But that's enough.
Enough for Nillo's light to shine through.
One eye fell on Nero's left hand.
The lady felt as if her eyes were dazzled, and then her eyes disappeared again.
The two were talking about love, and finally the prison guard came over and interrupted them.
He couldn't understand how a beautiful and noble lady could stay in such a smelly cell.
Is that what love is?
Do you have to spend several talents of gold to bribe the bishop for this thing?
If you have this kind of money, you might as well go to an expensive honey tavern and find the best gigolo.
"I will come to see you again. I will go to the king and queen and ask them to find a way to save you. This kingdom cannot lose scholars like you." The lady promised before leaving.
There was a glimmer of light in Nillo's eyes. Who would want to be burned to death if he could live?
At least it's possible to calculate the correct formula while alive.
