Chapter 72 IP Value
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After completing the big data survey, Lujia had a preliminary plan.
It seems that we have to be tough when dealing with the dwarves.
"I'll think about it later. There's no need to quarrel with them now."
Berlani admired his methodical character very much. There were ink stains on Luke's clothes, and it was obvious that he had been writing for a while before rushing to fight back.
but……
"Why is the quality of the pen so poor and it leaks ink?" Blaney was puzzled.
Luke's mouth twitched.
The substitute pen made of feather pen has some of the other person's consciousness infiltrated into it. This happens every time I write when I am three and a half years old.
Writing on the terminal is not as smooth as on paper, so he could only make do with it.
Seeing that he seemed to be having trouble answering this question, Berlani took the initiative to change the subject.
"Do you want to continue targeting the Holy Court?"
Luke shook his head. He successfully cut off one of the Holy See's arms. Besides, the Saint had already started to take action, so he didn't need to focus all his attention on the enemy.
Berlani: "Then I will return in the next two days to supervise the construction of the safe zone."
Lujia asked quickly: "What's the situation in Moko City?"
"According to your original idea, the Devil's Desert and various supernatural stories did attract some tourists," Berlani estimated, "It will probably take another two to three years for the area to really develop."
Too slow.
Luke was very utilitarian. He begged for more than 20 impoverished cities from the devil, and by the time he had developed them all, he was already a centenarian.
Now we must revitalize these cities as soon as possible.
Blaney saw something and asked, "You want to use the Internet for publicity?"
Luke nodded.
Purely promoting the scenery is not enough, there also needs to be a marketing point.
He frowned, trying to find a breakthrough point.
The dwarves, city construction, and cultivating fans to gain their faith in return are the three things I will focus on next.
Especially the last one, which is directly related to the progress of cultivation.
Time passed quietly, during which time Lujia kept walking back and forth. According to the experience of the feather pen, generally thirty thousand steps was enough.
After a whirlwind stroll, a new round of snow began to fall outside the window. Luke's face regained its spirits: "Start the action based on expanding the number of fans, continue to do the medley, and do the three things together."
Singers rely on songs, actors rely on their works, those without works rely on their looks, and at worst, they can hype up a couple.
Although "The True and False Young Master" is also popular, due to the outrageous plot, it has spawned only black fans.
Lu Jia made the decision: "We can start preparing for the filming of "The True and False Young Master 2"."
Quill's eyelids twitched slightly.
Luke looked over with a look full of conviction: "I will definitely praise you!"
The audience has all the negative emotions you want.
Feather pen: “…”
"We still have to play."
Taking on multiple dramas at the same time is a big taboo for actors.
Luke has no such taboo, his own needs come first.
The real and fake young master was just taken incidentally. What he really wants to complete is another work: "Using the existing continental races as prototypes, reshape the universe timeline and create a super-burning war epic. Then make personal biographies for popular characters to form a highlight movie universe."
The IP value of the movie universe is extremely high, and its unique worldview helps to reduce racial discrimination.
On the other hand, group dramas are most likely to give rise to black fans, one-fans, and CP fans.
In the process of tearing each other apart in order to seek recognition, the fan group will continue to grow.
Berlani picked out the key points: "War epic?"
It sounds good, and there should be a lot of people who will buy into these four words.
There was some interest in Quill's eyes as well.
To put it bluntly, no matter which race in the Holy Demon Continent, there is a war factor in their bones.
Hearing them say they had a good idea, Luke's eyes lit up and said, "The filming location will be in Moko City. In the future, this place can be turned into a film and television experience resort."
A classic film can set a city on fire. Further guidance and publicity will be provided to attract tourists to travel and check in.
Several nearby cities are also developing into film shooting locations, learning from the experience of Hyundai Hengdian and providing a lot of jobs.
Kill three birds with one stone and meet all current needs.
Berlani reminded him: "Opera is still the mainstream now. If you want to make the film industry truly develop, you need more people to join this industry."
It is true that Luke’s previous film was a success, but the market generally believed that it was a miracle that could not be replicated.
The participation of the Dragon Clan, Luke's own popularity at the time, and Rhine Commercial Bank's heavy promotion made the movie a minor hit.
Until now, when this epoch-making work is mentioned, it is met with nothing but criticism.
Luke nodded: "If you want to take, give first."
"In the future, we can hold a film festival to select the best film of the year, the best actor and actress, the best soundtrack award... Each award will provide sufficient prize money..."
The quill suddenly spoke: "Replace the bonus with guidance from famous teachers, correction of ancient spells, and provision of advanced enchantments for equipment, etc."
Those who can afford to make movies will not lack money.
Luke: “That makes sense.”
Quill: "The film festival is called the Luke Film Festival."
"have……"
That's a bit exaggerated.
Having to leave one's name to this extent, even if Luke is thick-skinned, he can't bear it.
He thought about it and said, "Calliwood?"
There used to be a world-famous film center called Hollywood, and the copycat version from another world was trying to gain star power.
Khaliwood Film Festival.
Feeling that it was a bit confusing, Luke pondered for a while: "...Calai Film Festival."
It was catchy and nice to listen to, so he asked happily, "How about calling it the Calais Film Festival?"
Quill's lips moved.
Calais, Calais… He repeated it silently several times and then laughed.
"good."
There couldn't be a better name than this.
Watching Long Qing, Blaney ignored the smiling eyes of the feather pen.
If you want to hold a film festival, you must first let everyone truly understand the charm of movies. Luke already had many ideas in his mind for this transformational movie.
"Do you need any help with the actors?" asked Blaney.
This time Luke did not refuse.
He immediately put his hands together in a prayer gesture and said, "Then please. I will use the dwarves as the prototype for the first film."
Blaney smiled.
"How many dwarves do we need?"
Luke tentatively extended a finger.
He wanted to say one thousand, but it was too few and the picture wouldn't look good.
Berlani: "Ten thousand, right? I understand."
Luke’s waist almost bent backwards. Could he find so many?
Berlani: "There are at least 300 to 500 million dwarves active all year round throughout the continent."
Hearing this, Luke felt that a major issue had been resolved, and said, "During the filming, I want them to sign a confidentiality agreement."
Berlani: "When you take money from others, you set the rules."
After saying hello to the Lord of Boulder City, Luke returned to the Demon Realm that night. Taking advantage of the fact that the Holy Court was currently preoccupied with its own affairs, he wanted to quickly complete the filming of the movie.
Blaney went directly to the actors and did not travel with them.
After crossing the border, Luke went to the Klin Watchtower first. After the network construction conference, this place had a new look.
Not only has it become much more prosperous, but a large building is also being built to accommodate joint offices of various ethnic groups. In the future, the establishment of a network protection wall and related research will be carried out here.
Each ethnic group has already sent local representatives in advance.
Luke met with representatives sent by the light elves and dark elves separately.
He acted in a swift and decisive manner, and other representatives who wanted to ask about the rumors of the terminal explosion had no chance to get a word in.
Meeting room.
The light elves and dark elves sat at the ends of the long table, with Luke at the center.
The dark elf narrowed his eyes: "When your hair was blown by the wind, you were five centimeters closer to him."
Don’t even think of leaning against the light elf!
"..." Lujia had no choice but to tie up his hair: "This time I have something to ask of you two."
He made a long story short and introduced the big movie that was about to be prepared.
The warlike nature in the dark elves was immediately aroused, but the light elves, on the contrary, just listened quietly.
"I would like to hire you two to be the film composers."
The Elf King had just experienced a great war and there were still a lot of things to deal with in the tribe. Luke was embarrassed to disturb him for personal matters.
"The arrangement is fine," the light elf had a good impression of Lujia, and his naturally cold green eyes swept over the dark elf, "but I am enough."
The dark elf sneered, meaning the same thing.
Music is an extremely important part of a movie and should never be taken lightly. If it were just one elf, it would be difficult to complete this workload in a short period of time.
Obviously, neither side is willing to admit this.
Seeing Luka was silent, the dark elf asked sharply, "Do you think I'm not capable? So you asked the light elf to help you."
The gunpowder ignites at the first touch.
Quill glanced at the dark elf, but Luke calmly replied, "No matter how good a composer is, they all specialize in different areas."
He first listed several scenes that needed music: "One is the daily interactions between the protagonist and his family, the music should be light and sad; secondly, we need music related to war, passionate and tragic, which sounds vast and ethereal just by listening to it..."
The dark elf interrupted, insisting on competing with the light elf.
"Isn't the real and fake young master looking for our clan's matchmaking music? You should know the level."
Grover has a good relationship with the dark elf leader, but the news of the hot spring peeping has created some rift between the dark elves and Luke.
He did not forget to pick the thorn in the other person's words: "Cheerfulness and sadness are two completely different emotions, and passion will weaken the sense of emptiness. If you mix everything together, it will only be a mess."
The descriptions in language are indeed easy to be abstract.
While Luke was thinking, the other party still refused to give in.
Finally, Luke ran out of patience: "I have heard some very touching music, maybe it can bring some inspiration."
The dark elf naturally didn't believe it.
Although the light elf recognized Luke, he actually didn't find this sentence very convincing.
Luke extended his hand generously: "I need a flute."
In this era, there are flutes, and the elves’ storage rings are never short of musical instruments.
After getting the instrument, Luka recalled the song briefly, adjusted the angle of the bamboo flute, lowered his eyes slightly and began to play.
Lacking other instruments to complement the prelude, the theme can only be forced in.
There is no room for buffering throughout the process.
Almost at the moment when Luke played the zither, the dark elf trembled all over and looked over in disbelief.
His lazy attitude unconsciously changed, and he gradually completely forgot about the grudge with the light elf. He took the initiative to move closer and try to hear more clearly.
The song Luke was playing was "Star Sky", which could almost be called an epic war song.
Although the flute cannot present a sharp contrast in melody, it has a stronger sense of rhythm.
Whoever hears it will automatically have a battlefield of charging and fighting unfolded in their mind. Even the feather pen seems to see the night coming, and the battlefield that had been abandoned long ago automatically emerges. When the flute sounds become louder in the middle, there is a sense of dawn, but after listening to it, it feels like the sun will never rise.
Sad and tragic.
The conference room had no facilities to shield against magic, and the beast cart passed by outside.
The monster flew directly to super high speed.
Passengers who were thrown off the plane: "..."
Luka only blew for a few tens of seconds, but when he stopped, the light elves and dark elves felt their souls trembling, with disbelief written all over their faces.
"Who composed this song?!"
Luke calmly gave his name and studio.
The two elves racked their brains to make sure they had never heard of it.
Luke shrugged: "They are all humans who can't use magic."
"Impossible." The light and dark elves said in unison, which was rare.
One minute, two minutes... Under Luke's silent gaze, they had to accept the reality.
While both parties were stunned, Luke picked up the flute again and started a new round of performance.
A completely different style of music, the previously surging emotions like a tsunami were magically soothed in an instant.
The sun seems to be shining in.
The light elves felt that it was an extremely warm song, but the dark elves felt different. They felt inexplicably sad.
The tone of the flute was a perfect match for the song, and no one present could come back to their senses for a long time until Luke finished playing.
“It’s probably the soundtrack for this feeling.”
Luke looked at the two dazed faces and said, "It's not easy to blend emotions, especially with light music, but I believe that with your creativity, it will be possible."
No answer was heard.
Luke hesitated: "...Is it not possible?"
"Of course."
"It's a piece of cake."
As an elf, you can't say no, especially when it comes to arranging music.
Quill stood in the corner with his arms folded, the corner of his mouth curled up. After hearing that a human who couldn't do magic could create such a great work, he would definitely not say no.
After bragging, the elf regretted it.
When Luke talked about the remuneration for work, they seemed to be listening, but in fact they were already distracted.
After agreeing on the remuneration and the time for the song to be delivered, Luke said solemnly, "Then I'll leave it to you two."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and left.
Outside the conference room, employees from the nearby news department were standing there, all of them stopping because they heard the previous music.
The two elves also stood up at this time.
They squeezed out of the encirclement with a look of sternness and arrogance, and disappeared in just a few seconds.
In the corner, the light elf sent a private message directly to the Elf King:
[King, the time has come to gamble on the honor of our race! 】
In the past few minutes, the Elf King only sent a cold question mark.
The light elf sent over the scene that he had just recorded with the last bit of his sanity.
After the message was sent, there was no response for a long time. I don’t know how much time passed before a video call was initiated.
The light elf couldn't wait to say: "The song you heard earlier was created by humans who don't understand magic."
The Elf King suddenly remembered Luke's words that there are many masters among the people.
He agreed with it in the past but didn't take it too seriously. However, this time he truly felt the creativity in the mortal world.
The light elf hesitated.
After a moment, he tentatively said:
"Wang, I'll put it down and say that I can create something like this."
“…”
The same thing is happening with the dark elves.
After listening to the music displayed on the terminal, the dark elf chief was shocked.
"Tell me, can a human write this?"
The dark elf added: "Written by someone without magic power."
Patriarch: “…”
Dark Elf: "I can make a statement."
"You farted."
"...Can the tribe give me some help secretly? I must not lose to the light elves."
The dark elf chief fell silent, then heaved a long sigh.
"I know a lot of friends who are good at making music in a grand and bold style. If we put our heads together, I don't believe that we can't write a work that will move the world and make ghosts cry."
The two major tribes, the Light Elves and the Dark Elves, rolled up with burning fighting spirit.
And Luke, the real king of scrolls, after causing huge waves in the calm lake, set off for the city of Moko.
The terrain of Moko City is even worse than that of Klin Watchtower.
There is no winter here. It is surrounded by desert, with large areas of bare rocks covering the land and yellow sand filling the sky in the distance.
After Luke started the tourist city plan, Moka City finally had a bit of life in it, at least there were more hotels around.
But whenever the wind blows, it still looks infinitely desolate.
It was sunset when we arrived.
He was looking down at the wasteland from mid-air and was extremely excited: "It's a perfect location for filming!"
It's just a little too wild.
“We also need to build some sheds.”
Luke already had a basic idea of the story he wanted to film, including the type of buildings he needed.
Feather Pen said casually: "It just so happens that the dwarves are good at construction. Let them work hard on filming during the day, transport materials at noon, and come together to build the house at night."
In the hot weather, Luke took a breath of cool air.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, the quill said, "I know, this is a default."
Luke managed to curl his lips: "Is it possible that this is called drying out silence?"
Quill pretended not to hear.
For a race that has targeted Korojira several times, the Quills naturally lack goodwill. As I said, Luke was too soft-hearted in some things.
Luke was too lazy to explain and decided to use actions to show the other party what sustainable development means.
Due to the special terrain, high altitude is the best place for a sneak attack. There is a formation above the sky of Moko City. Luca and Feather Pen walked the last section.
The city lord came out personally to greet Luke.
I heard that Klin Watchtower is developing very fast. Is it finally their turn to become so rich?
Moko City is vast and sparsely populated, with only about 30,000 demons. The nearby people lie on tall buildings and look down, curious about the new king of the land.
When Lujia met the city lord, he said without a word:
“I’m going to be filming a movie here in a couple of days, and about 10,000 dwarves will be here soon.
There are strong winds and sun in the area, so clothes suitable for the dwarves' sizes were prepared in advance for sale. The crew only provided three meals a day, but filming was physically demanding, and the dwarves preferred meat, so they accelerated the construction of a food street. Put up more signs at nearby tourist attractions, saying things like the company is not responsible for any bad luck that occurs if you stay there, and try not to travel after midnight, etc., to arouse the dwarves' curiosity and make them willing to spend money to stay in themed suites. By the way, this themed suite costs double the fee. ”
There are fees for extras during filming, and they are asked to spend whatever they earn, and in the end they even have to pay for it themselves.
In this way, most of the economic indicators for half a year have been achieved.
The city lord was stunned.
On the other hand, the quill pen has seen true recycling.
After making arrangements, Luke asked, "Where do I live?"
The city lord came back to his senses and asked: "Are you staying in a theme suite?"
“……”I didn’t ask you to betray your own people.
The city lord led the way to the temporary guild hall. During the trip, his eyes swept over the feather pen and he secretly sighed that he was worthy of being His Highness Iliad. He attracted hatred everywhere and only brought one protector with him when traveling.
The infrastructure of Moko City is good. We cannot say that the houses are particularly well built, but at least they have regional characteristics.
The footsteps stopped in front of a cave-style fortress, and the city lord said, "This is it. Your Highness, is there anything else you need?"
Just as Luke was about to shake his head, Quill said, "Gears, the more the better."
The city lord was puzzled.
Luke was also curious: "What do we need the gears for?"
We never get tired of hearing the two words, and the feather pen replied in a gentle voice: "Make people."
"???"
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Excerpt from Luke's diary:
There is no need to wait to get rich, development is happening right now.
I command you in the name of the future Demon King—
Let’s build the film and television city!
Alex: ...have less contact with the Sage's Sword.
Sword of the Sage: @Luke, ignore the people above, let us prove the truth of the film and television city in the name of sword!
Alex: ...
God of Forge is a script, not a novel. Otherwise, if the article develops to this point, and the same routine is used to write a novel, such as the shock of the dwarves, you will feel like you are hitting a wall...
PS: The JJ batch red envelope task has been submitted, but is stuck in the distribution interface. Yesterday's small red envelopes are expected to arrive in the account within a few hours~
Teacher Yu randomly drops fifty small red envelopes~
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