Over the next few days.
Xu Cheng kept a covert eye on Zhang Lexuan.
Though Shrek sent frequent letters, she grew increasingly silent, seemingly wrestling with something inside.
But Xu Cheng was in no hurry. Shrek would give her a push for him.
Besides, who could understand a hunter's delight in watching a little white rabbit tumble into his net?
Then he turned his attention to the film industry.
Mingdu Theater had supplied the first batch of actors. Together with the directors Ju Zi had trained before leaving, they had produced several films on par with those from around the year 2000 in his previous life.
But...
"Wrong. You're going in the wrong direction."
Xu Cheng clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention.
The young director instantly grew nervous, unsure what to do with himself.
Xu Cheng smiled. "I'm not saying your technique is bad. This romance film really does have merit. Even I was a little moved. But after the girl dies, the story feels rather thin. We need to make their love more stirring, more..."
"So I suggest adding a scene where the girl comes back to life, while the boy shouts: Come back to life, my love!! The more expressive he is, the better..."
Everyone: "..."
Clap, clap, clap!
"Your Highness, you've painted the dragon's eyes! One sentence, straight to the heart of it!"
"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant!"
"..."
Xu Cheng coughed softly twice, and silence fell once more.
He looked at the young director. "Xiao Xu, I gave everyone time to make films so you could get used to the process of filming and acting, including visual storytelling and so on. Now that the time is ripe, we should start moving toward blockbusters."
The young director grew excited. "You mean..."
"Exactly. From now on, we'll be moving toward