When he opened it, Su Ye was pleasantly surprised.

It turned out that Lake went to visit Aeschylus, the father of tragedy, yesterday, and this old man with a name in Greece actually agreed to Lake's request and was willing to guide Su Ye, who was free for the next two days, so that Su Ye could find a time to make an appointment in advance.

Su Ye didn't expect to meet the legendary father of tragedy so early, so he immediately sent a magic letter to Lake, agreeing to meet at the dragon's beauty at noon today.

Near noon, Su Ye's carriage arrived at the gate of Plato's Academy, where Lake was waiting.

Su Ye stepped out of the carriage and saw that the dark circles on Lake's face were even thicker, and stepped forward to give him a hug.

"What's wrong? What did you do wrong? Why are you so enthusiastic about me? Do you want to see my sister? Lake looked at Su Ye warily.

"No, no, no, in the presence of the Father of Tragedy, I have no interest in your sister. The reason why I hug you is to thank you for your silent dedication. Aeschylus is a nobleman and a great Greek playwright, and if you can let him see me, you will do your best. Look at your dark circles, it's the best proof of that. ”

Su Ye is not a fool, he knows too well what Lake has done in the past two days.

Aeschylus was not as famous in Greece as Plato, but definitely not inferior to Thucydides, especially in the circles of the nobility and emerging families, Aeschylus was even more famous.

The pioneer of the industry giants who could make such a lifetime of life decide to meet a teenage child, and Su Ye even suspected that Lake might well be begging Aeschylus.

"Thank you!" Lake thanked Su Ye instead.

Thanks to Su Ye for not neglecting his efforts.

"Let's go! I hope you haven't gotten tired of eating dragons. Su Ye patted Lake on the shoulder.

"Never get tired. By the way, Nia said thank you for the dessert. Lake laughed.

"Our sister is very polite, not bad." Su Ye Dao.

"It's my sister!" Lake stared.

Su Ye laughed.

Lake hesitated for a moment, and reluctantly said, "Niya said, when she is done with the business at hand, she will make you a cover of a magic book in a few days." After Lake finished speaking, he patted the cowhide cover on the surface of his magic book.

"Thank you very much, next time I go to see her, I will definitely bring more delicious food."

"I'm not going to let you meet!"

"There's always a chance." Su Ye smiled.

After a while, the two of them arrived at the dragon's beauties and stood by and waited.

A carriage stopped, and a tall old man stepped out of the carriage, dressed in a white Greek robe, with a gentle smile on his face and a glint of wisdom in his deep eyes.

"Lord Aeschylus!" Lake walked briskly.

Su Ye also followed forward and looked at the tragic father who has been passed down through the ages.

"Your Excellency, this is Su Ye, my classmate." Lake introduced.

"Thank you very much, Your Excellency Aeschylus, for your willingness to come." Su Ye immediately bowed his head and saluted.

The old man laughed and said, "No, no, no, I should thank you, otherwise I would have to wait at least two months before I can eat the food here." I didn't want to come, but Lake said I could eat here, and I nodded yes. ”

"Then I'll let you eat the most delicious food, please come in." Su Ye made a gesture of invitation sideways, and gave the waiter at the door a look, asking the waiter to lead the way in front.

Aeschylus walked into the dining room, looked around the hall, nodded slightly, and followed the waiter.

"Mr. Aeschylus!"

"Good afternoon, sir!"

Many of the nobles who dined greeted the old man one after another, and their tones were full of respect.

Aeschylus kept smiling and nodding.

The three of them took their seats, and Su Ye smiled and said, "Let's eat first, we can't let your old man go hungry." ”

"That's what I thought too." Aeschylus laughed.

Su Ye didn't expect that the father of tragedy was a cheerful old man.

Perhaps, know what people like, know what people are sad about.

Kelton himself came again to explain the dishes in detail and ask the old man about his tastes.

Aeschylus said: "Since you are coming to a new restaurant, you naturally have to try new dishes that you have not tasted, and if you only choose the old flavors every time you try, it is not a try, it is just a repetition." ”

"You are truly a wise sage." Keldon was amazed.

The three of them talked and laughed and happily finished their meal.

However, the old man did not touch a single dessert.

Su Ye and Lake were surprised to ask why.

"I like everything sweet, but too much sweetness can paralyze my perception. Therefore, I want to restrain my desires, give up the sweetness of the mortal world, and grasp the higher sweetness, the drama. Aeschylus smiled and said why.

"Then we respect the sweetest thing in the world, drama." Su Ye Dao.

The three of them raised their glasses and drank them in small sips.

After the meal, the three of them walked to the reception room and chatted for half an hour, so that Aeschylus could get to know Su Ye a little.

In the process of Su Ye and Lake's narration, the old man often nodded lightly, giving Su Ye and Lake a response, every time he heard something wonderful, he did not hesitate to praise Su Ye, and every sentence was like an epic, which made people particularly useful.

Then, Su Ye took out his magic book and asked Aeschylus to read the outline.

Aeschylus looked through it carefully, and after reading it, he didn't say anything immediately, but thought for a long time and read it again.

During the whole process, he did not show any other emotions, and kept a serious and focused appearance.

Thinking deeply again, he returned the magic book to Su Ye.

"The story is a good story, and some of your statements make me think that you are the goddess of the Muses. So, do you want to hear the whole truth? Aeschylus asked.

"Of course." Su Ye Dao.

"Personally, I don't like it very much."

Aeschylus's words were like a bucket of cold water, dousing Su Ye and Lake to the core.

Su Ye just smiled slightly awkwardly, and Lake's face changed.

"The beginning of your plot is not attractive enough, which is why most of today's dramas are mainly flashbacks, with occasional interludes to explain the antecedents. Your scene transitions and multi-scene changes are easy to distract the audience. And ......"

Aeschylus said many of what he considered to be shortcomings.

Su Ye held the magic book in his hand and wrote down everything Aeschylus said.

However, just highlight a few of them and write down how to improve them below.

Soon, the old man finished his opinion.

Lake's face sank, he never expected it to be like this, he had expected Aeschylus to enjoy the show.

The reception room fell silent for a moment, and the old man returned to his face with a smile on his face and looked at the two of them.

"I've said my personal opinion before, so let's talk about 'Aeschylus the playwright.'"

Su Ye's eyes froze, and Lake showed a look of surprise.

The old man laughed and said, "Don't be surprised. After all, apart from the name 'Aeschylus', I am most often referred to as 'Champion of the Poets' Contest and 'Father of Tragedy', although I don't like the latter names. But, of course, when people want to call me that, I have to take responsibility. ”

Lake nodded slightly.

But when Su Ye heard the word "responsibility", his eyes changed, and he looked at the father of tragedy more seriously.

"Personally, I don't like your form of drama very, very much, mind you, I just say 'I don't like it'. I won't say it's bad, and I won't say it's bad, because I know that in front of the world, each of us is insignificant and as small as ants. No matter how wise the eye is, it can only see the front, and no matter how narrow the line of sight, it may also see the blind spot of the wise. So, all I can say is, I don't like it. My liking is not the standard of this world, so I am not qualified to make judgments, especially negative judgments, especially judgments that hurt people. ”

"When I first judge you to hurt, I will allow your sword to stab me in the chest." The old man's tone became more and more kind.

"You are such a wise senior." Su Ye said sincerely.

Lake blushed, he had looked down on the old man before.

"But as a playwright, as a champion of a poet's competition, as someone else calls the father of tragedy, my personal preferences don't matter. When I read the outline of your Zachary for the second time in these capacities, I could have yelled almost every second, you see, your mind is not at all bound by us old things, you don't care if it's one person, two people, or three, you just want more than fifty people! ”

"You tore our old stuff to shreds. A one-act play? Kicked away roughly, replaced with multiple acts. A single stage? Throwing it away, setting up some sets, changing the time and place of the stage, it's a wonderful muse-like inspiration. Poetry? All of them are broken, and all of them are replaced with easy-to-understand words, so that people who can't read can understand them, and you make us blush with practical actions. We playwrights always think that we represent the crystallization of human wisdom, and we always think that we understand the human heart, but you let us know that we are so hypocritical. What arrogance it would be to not be able to make ordinary people understand the drama! ”

"Your words are not beautiful enough, but those few words, including the few words that Lake recited in front of me repeatedly yesterday, have transcended the beauty of the mortal world and have a philosophical beauty."

"Yes, Aeschylus didn't like it, but the 'Poets' Champion and the Father of Tragedy loved it like it! Because I saw something completely different, a completely different life! This life may seem young and ugly, but why should we reject it? Like, how can we kill a small, ugly baby? What we should do is to sprinkle the sun, irrigate carefully, and let time prove this new thing! ”

"If time proves that this new thing is useless, what can we lose? But if we kill this new thing, and time turns out to be wonderful in the end, we will have a huge loss. ”

"We are not the truth of the world, not the truth of anyone, and most of the time, we are not even our own truth. However, we tend to take our own ignorance as the truth, as a standard, to limit ourselves and others. ”

The old man didn't care about Su Ye and Lake's reactions, and expressed his opinions as if he were reciting his own poetry and play.

Su Ye and Lake glanced at each other.

It is worthy of being a professional writer of poetry and drama.

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