Chapter 778 Is the Casting Good?

When the news of Zhuang Buyuan's casting spread, the entire breakfast village was at a loss.

"Casting? What is casting? Can you eat it?"

"Why do we need to cast? We don't have any actors!"

"I have a horn, I have a horn." A villager with a horn on his head came forward in a hurry, "How to choose? How to choose?"

These villagers have long been accustomed to it. As long as something is announced in the village, it is definitely a good thing.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Old Man Jia walked over with a shy belly, "Let me choose first!"

"village head!"

"The village chief is here, please ask first, village chief!"

"This is called casting, it's not the horns on the head, it's the character!" Old Man Jia said, "Today I'm going to show you what a character is!"

Under the admiring eyes of everyone, Old Man Jia walked up to the casting director who had just been kidnapped.

This casting director was exposed to this bizarre world for the first time, and he was actually still confused.

who I am? Where am I? Who kidnapped me?

Don't know anything.

But now that the boss and director have spoken, what else can he do? All we have to do is start working.

Next to him, Zhuang Buyuan sent a servant to assist him. At this time, both of them stared at Old Man Jia in confusion.

"The old man's surname is Jia. Tian is the village chief of the breakfast village. Welcome guests to the breakfast village. The old man has been a fan for decades. His singing skills have been praised by the master. He has performed on stage many times and is very popular among the fans... "

As he said this, Old Man Jia began to sing.

After a while, Old Man Jia stopped talking, and then looked at the casting director with a smile on his face: "Um... what kind of role do you think this old man can play?"

The casting director was confused again.

"Who am I? Where am I? Who kidnapped me? What was this just now?"

The casting director looked at the manor servant next to him, and the manor man looked at the casting director.

Then……

The manor servant on the side solemnly handed a piece of sugar cube into Old Man Jia's hand.

Old Man Jia looked at the sugar cube in his hand, then at the servant.

"You unlucky boy, I've been singing for so long, and you just sent me away with a piece of sugar cube?" Old Man Jia beat the servant violently and left angrily.

Next to them, the eyes of the villagers in the breakfast village lit up.

So casting is all about singing? Can you get sugar cubes if you sing? After receiving the sugar cube, can you still beat someone up?

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and then a farmer came out.

This farmer was the first villager to join the breakfast village. He was also the leader of the farmers at the earliest. He bowed to the casting director and the manor servants with some embarrassment, and said: "The villain doesn't sing well. Please bear with me..."

Then, he stood up slightly, straightened his already stooped waist, and sang loudly.

The pronunciation method of farmers is actually different from that of humans, and the tones are also very different.

When he heard the desolate and simple tune, the casting director's eyes popped out.

Although he is just a casting director, he no longer knows how many movies he has made with him. As an assistant director, he will be with the director during almost the entire film process. After all, the opportunity to learn from the master is really great. It’s rare.

He didn't know how long he had listened to the movie's soundtrack.

But he had never heard music like this.

It was rougher than the music of the Black Continent, and more desolate than the folk songs of the arctic zone. Although he could not understand the lyrics, a desolate, empty, almost desperate scene seemed to appear in front of his eyes. A long team, in the ruins and wilderness Between them, facing the whips and scoldings, it spread to the distance...

And this song seemed to come from the painful lives of farmers, as if it sounded from the tip of a waving whip, and it resonated with many people nearby. Many farmers sang along, even those who were not farmers. Then he started humming.

"Quick, quick, film it, have you filmed it?" The casting director quickly looked at the camera next to him.

The person in charge of the camera said OK.

"Quickly, call the scorer, call it quickly!" The casting director felt that the award for "Best Score" was 100% won!

A few minutes later, when the farmer's singing slowly faded, the casting director couldn't help but applaud: "Quick, quick! Give out the candy! Give out the candy!"

Pieces of sugar cubes were handed out.

Everyone got the sugar cubes and were so happy that they refused to leave.

"Sir, I can also sing a song..." the farmer leader said.

"Come on, come on, sing!" The casting director completely forgot that he was here to cast a role.

The farmer sang another song. This song was different from the desolation and ancientness just now, and it was a little cheerful at the beginning.

The farmer looked like a young man who had just entered the bridal chamber, with a hint of excitement and joy in his voice. Next to him, another farmer stretched out his hand and held it tightly with this farmer.

The casting director knew it was a love song.

I didn't dare to show too much of my small joy, as if I was afraid of being punished by the supervisor's whip.

It's like two people meeting each other, not daring to hug, but only daring to stretch out their hands, hook their fingers, and exchange a look.

But in the blink of an eye, the cheerful little tune suddenly turned sad again.

The two fingers hooked together were separated, cut off, and broken. The two farmers who secretly liked each other were separated by the end of the world, and even the world was separated forever.

After the minor tune ended, the casting director was stunned for a long time.

"Why are these songs so sad..."

"Because we are farmers, sir."

After the farmers, other races also joined in.

The impassionedness of the Sunrians, the unpredictability of the Three-Eyed Man, and the lamp-bearer’s music full of religious meanings...

Several fallen dragons came over and sang a war song that looked very much like a pirate song. They waved their arms, bumped each other's shoulders, clapped their hands, stamped their feet, sang and danced, and then left happily holding a few pieces of candy. .

A whole day passed, and the casting director failed to select a role. Instead, he shot a lot of music and original video materials.

After reading these materials, Director Ka slapped his thigh: "Okay, now we basically have the soundtrack!"

Moreover, it also allowed Director Ka to understand more about the images of these different races.

The casting director selects supporting roles, but the real protagonists are Zhuang Buyuan, the producer, and Ka, the director, who has the most power.

Zhuang Buyuan has already made an internal decision about the protagonist, and that is Dadao, the acting king of the manor.

"The leading role is done!" Director Ka said after interviewing Da Lao, "This is definitely the best acting talent I have seen in these years!"

"Director Ka, actually, I am also an actor... Do you think I can play a role?" Li Fan came over from the side.

"Brother Fan, don't you plan to join the entertainment industry?"

"I'm in the acting industry, not the entertainment industry." Li Fan said.

"Okay, you give me a performance." Ka Dao said.

After a while, the card director sighed: "You should go back to the entertainment industry."

Who in the state is more suitable to play the role of Brewer?