Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

Of course, McGonagall promised to make Barbara the heroine and make a movie.

She even wanted to shoot everything, so she shot "a boring day for the princess.".

She wants to show people all over the world how a real princess wakes up from a 500 square bed and is dressed by hundreds of maids. Even the floor of the toilet is covered with gems, and the lighting depends on the night pearl.

After supper, MEG asked Barbara to draw a good array on three sets of equipment, which made her go back to rest.

"Go back to sleep. I'll give you a day off tomorrow. You can sleep in the dark." Megman looked at her tenderly and said.

Barbara was wringing a little sour wrist when she heard McGonagall's words. Her eyes lit up and she was moved to say, "boss, you have finally found your conscience."

"What bad ideas can the boss have?" MEG smile more gentle, opened the door to her, "go, hurry back to the dormitory to sleep, these days hard for you."

"Good." Barbara nodded and turned towards the door.

But when I got to the door, I suddenly stopped and looked back at MEG, "boss, is tomorrow a rest day?"

"Yes, have a good sleep." MEG closed the door with a smile.

"Bang!"

The door was obviously kicked. Fortunately, it was rather thick and didn't move.

"You black hearted capitalist!" Barbara yelled angrily outside, looking at the motionless door, stamping her feet and going back to bed.

She was so sleepy that she didn't bother to care with him

"Did you trick Barbara into working for you again?" Irina came down from the upstairs in her light white pajamas, smiling at MEG, who was cleaning up the photo stone on the table.

"I prepared her for supper, not for nothing." Meg said seriously.

"What are you doing with these things?" Irina asked, looking at the things in Meg's hand. MEG has been busy for several days.

"I'm going to make a movie. Oh, it's driven by magic. It should be called shadow." MEG points his camera at Elena and presses the capture button.

"The shadow? What's that? " Elena, what a wonderful way.

"It's about taking pictures of reality with a photo stone and playing them with a player." MEG explained simply.

"What's so strange about that? Isn't that the function of the photo stone? " Irina wondered.

"No, if it's just shooting and playing, it's no different from the function of the photo stone. It's just the optimization of the function.

Shadow is not only a record of the picture, it is the art of light and shadow, it has high requirements for the shooting angle, scene, light.

Of course, what's more important is that it's used to tell stories, not to record daily life. Just like novels and picture books, they use pictures to tell stories. " MEG explained.

Elena thought for a moment and said, "for example... Take a picture of Miss Black Cat's opera performance with a photo stone?"

McGonagall was surprised at Elena's understanding ability. He nodded with a smile and said, "well, this idea is correct. It's probably to move Miss Black Cat's opera performance from the stage to the real scene, so that the story can take place in a real big house, and then use the photo stone to record the performance completely and turn it into a more real story."

"That sounds like fun." Irina nodded thoughtfully, but still puzzled: "so, why do you want to make a movie?"

"Add a light to the boring daily entertainment of the people of mainland Nolan." Meg said with a smile.

"Talk to people."

"I plan to set up magic movie theaters in all big cities in mainland Nolan. Tickets are sold for admission to watch magic movies. Suppose a ticket costs 100 copper coins, and a magic movie that can hold 100 people can earn 10000 copper coins. Shooting a magic movie can be played in different cinemas for a long time, and the revenue can be recycled.

In the future, more and more excellent directors may join the ranks of making magic shadows, which will make the industry flourish. I will be the biggest beneficiary holding the film broadcasting channel. " McGonagall said honestly.

Of course, the reason why he wants to be famous is too embarrassing for him to say.

"It's you." Irina looks at MEG with a slightly complicated expression.

"You can see the imaging results after we improved them." McGonagall turns off the camera, takes out the photo stone, presses it into the player, opens the player, and clicks it on.

Irina's picture appears in the 55 inch player, with a definition comparable to 1080. Her hair is clear and visible, full of details, and a high degree of sound reproduction.

"How can I present my beauty so clearly?" Irina was surprised to see the picture on the player. She felt like looking in the mirror.

"That's the magic of technology." McGonagall had a technical smile.

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"Chief! Our tickets for the night show have been sold out for two days in a row! And even tickets for tomorrow's morning show have been sold by 60%. It's estimated that tomorrow's morning show will be full! " Old man Mickey walked into the head's office with an excited face and looked at Vicky who was writing the script at the desk.

"Take it easy. Now we have fans." Vicky looked up at him, but she couldn't hide her smile.

"I'm... I'm not too excited. Our regiment has never fought such a rich war." The old man, with a smile, looked at Vicky and said: "also, chief, we all agreed that we should not take a one-day holiday every week. So many audiences like us. We should show more performances to everyone and keep on taking holidays."

Vicky's face suddenly sank down, no doubt: "no, every seven days to rest one day, this rule is made by me, everyone must obey."

Old man Mickey didn't expect Vicky to refuse so decisively. He scratched his head and said, "chief, we are not so poor and afraid. We feel that if we neglect them now and don't come in the future, we will suffer."

Vicky frowned, looked at the old man and said, "OK, now they should not be asleep. Go and call them to the meeting room. I'll have a few words with you."

The old man opened his mouth, still held his words back, agreed, and quickly went out to find someone.

Before long, the black cat opera company all went to the conference room.

"I've heard all of you think. Our opera company is really full these days. We're not used to it for a while." Vicky looked at the crowd and said with a smile.

"Yes, I'm a little confused when I hear the clapping under the stage."

"When I just left, there was a girl holding my hand in tears and saying that I played well."

"Hey, hey, that's a good feeling."

They all laughed and looked very happy.