Demon King Dad

Once on the stage, the idiot felt that the scale of the construction of this water stage was absolutely huge. Much more sophisticated than when looking outside. Although this kind of open-air performance stage with only the stage and backstage does not require the construction of guest seats, all the necessary facilities for the stage and backstage are already extremely complete, including powder rooms, rest rooms, adjustment rooms, lighting control rooms, etc. It can be seen that although the Principality of Solei is small and its military strength is not strong, its financial resources are indeed very rich, which is amazing.

While walking, the idiot quickly read the introduction to the front of the script. The content of the story seems to be quite simple. One day the ancient demon king resurrected and wanted to invade the world, and the people who rose up to unite and challenged the demon under the leadership of the brave. Many of the Demon King’s men have been killed one after another, and even the sexiest and most beautiful female devil under the Demon King’s seat was moved by the sincerity and kindness of the brave. In the end, despite the demon king's tyrannical strength, he was finally defeated by the heroes using the power of love and was permanently sealed. The world has once again restored peace.

"Hahahahaha! Hahahaha... uh... hehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Sex'? Hahahaha, funny, it's so funny! Such a fool is the devil? Hahahahaha!"

The idiot glanced at his right arm and did not answer. I read the introduction, and just as he was about to translate the official line, a roar suddenly came from the front.

Looking up, I saw Olive, the princess of Suolei Principality, flushing, yelling at something. And in front of her stood a 60-year-old man with a stubborn face, who looked like an old fisherman. In the face of Olive's scolding, the old fisherman did not show any weakness and scolded him back. Olive's complexion sank, and someone immediately pulled the old guy away. The old fisherman's hands were tied back and he was forcibly dragged away from Olive, but his mouth still did not stop. When passing by the idiot, this person even started to warn loudly--

"You will anger the Seagod by doing this!"

"If you don't stop the performance and tear down this thing, Poseidon will punish you for your disrespect!"

"The anger of the sea is far beyond our human ability. I warn you again that no performances are allowed! Don't try to invade Poseidon's domain! The monstrous tsunami will destroy everything! Remove this thing that occupies the top of Poseidon's head! Must be removed!! !"

Olive waved his hand and yelled: "Enough! Throw this commoner to me!"

Two burly bodyguards, one on the left and the other, holding the fishermen in front of a door, one opened it and faced the vast ocean outside. The two bodyguards honestly and unceremoniously threw the fishermen out, following that. With the splashing water, the bodyguard slammed the door shut, shutting out the cursing sound of the fishermen.

"Huh! What the Seagod Seagod's, it must be a spy sent by the Bucks who wants to destroy our confidence."

Olive's good mood was all destroyed by the fisherman, facing the idiot who came here, she just snorted and looked at the idiot through her nostrils.

"coming?"

"………………Ok."

"Then play it well, and then give the owner of your dog a good shame!"

After speaking, Olive turned his head and left. But before she left, the idiot took a step forward again, raised the script in her hand, and said in a cold voice--

"Princess... How should I play the devil?"

"Cut, who cares about you. If you have the ability, just perform in your own way and make the world a mess."

This time, Princess Olive never gave the idiot any chance to speak. She walked directly into the lounge beside her and went to get a massage.

When the princess left, the guide laughed, and took out a performance contract and handed it to the idiot, asking him to sign. The idiot read it carefully, and after confirming that there was nothing weird, he signed his name. The director smiled and accepted the contract, dropped the idiot and left. In an instant, the idiot and the bread were thrown on this "island", no one cares, no one cares.

Well, since no one will tell the idiot what to do, he can figure it out for himself. After all, this job is paid for, 50 sura. In order for Xie Huo to quit gambling, he needs a lot of funds, and a little more money would be better.

Finding a quiet place to sit down, the idiot began to flip through the script page by page. Little Bread sat in his arms, and fell asleep bored after watching it for a while. Mili was secretly transformed into a human form and disappeared for a while. Before long, she appeared with a water glass and a kettle. The idiot certainly didn't take the water glass she handed over, but Mili was also prepared, kneeling down beside the idiot, taking out a fan from her arms, and gently fanning it.

To be honest, the devil's role is not much.

In many cases, the demon king only needs to wear armor, sit on the throne at the top of the stage, and watch. To put it bluntly, most of the time in this stage play, the so-called devil is a sculpture, a decoration, and a prop. At the end, he reluctantly said a few words, and was overthrown by the brave.

That's right. That's it.

After all, the main actors of this stage play are brave men. And the people watching the show should not be interested in paying attention to why the demon king wants to destroy the world so much. There is no need for the demon king to compete with the brave.

Dim Mie opened the blood pupil and sneered while reading the script. After reading a few pages that the Demon King was still sitting still, he finally couldn't bear it, yawned and said--

"Human kid, come and tell me, how do you plan to play this devil whose head was trampled on by a donkey?"

The idiot's hand turning the page stopped unconsciously. He glanced at the Mili next to him and warned her not to fan herself. After Mi Li hesitated, she continued to fan firmly. The idiot no longer talked much, and cast his eyes on the script again.

"..................I don't know much about acting."

Since childhood, idiots have never watched a stage play. If you want him to act deceptively in life, he might be good at it, but if you want him to perform on stage, then he doesn't know anything.

"How should I act so that I can act the Demon King well?"

"Uh... this..."

For a while, Dim Mi didn't know how to answer. The idiot saw that Dimie had nothing to say, so he began to search in the backpack he was carrying with him. After a while, the book "An Introduction to Opera Appreciation" sent by Xing Li appeared in his hands.

"Human kid, what is the so-called demon king...it is the demon king. Damn, now suddenly I want to say how to act the demon king, what should I say?"

The idiot is holding two books in his hands, one is an introduction to appreciation and the other is a script. His gaze kept turning around on these two books, trying to figure out what an actor who played the Demon King should do.

"As an outstanding actor, you should devote yourself to the role. There is no shortage of improvisational performances in the world, and these unexpected performances that don’t exactly match the script have the potential to portray the role. effect."

The words and sentences on the introduction to appreciation appear to be very "professional", which is completely a layman at present, and even an idiot who doesn't even know what a musical is a very clear direction. After reading the script and confirming that his lines were really pitiful in the script, he began to throw away the script and began to study carefully with the introduction to appreciation.

"Well... As an audience, how can we appreciate the quality of a musical? Although the layout of the scene is important and the storyline is the key point, the most important thing is the performance of the actors. A truly qualified actor, Even if you sit there still, you have to make people feel that he is there, that he is performing, not as a live prop."

Only after reading a paragraph, the idiot couldn't help taking a breath. He started to sweat for himself ten seconds ago because he didn't have many lines, and most of the time he was sitting still and working as a live prop.

"A good actor should devote himself to the role. It should not be purely based on personal likes and dislikes, but should be contrasted from the psychological level of the role. If you want to play a villain, you must make the audience hate yourself. It must be known that a villain who cannot make the audience feel disgusted is not a good villain."

………………We need to contrast… from a psychological level? So, the feeling of the devil...what should it be?