RNP Chapter 3806 The School Doctor's "Daily Life" (21)
Chapter 3806 The School Doctor's "Daily Life" (21)
Chapter 3806 The School Doctor's "Daily Life" (Part 21)
Schiller was startled by Chris's excited state and was about to check on him when Chris grabbed him.
Have you ever heard the saying?
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"The more fake something is, the more perfect the details need to be." Why do you think that is?
"Why?" Schiller could tell that Chris didn't want to ask him, nor did he need an answer, so he pretended not to understand and pressed on.
“The greatest art in the world transports the viewer to another world,” Chris said rapidly. “This applies to music, painting, novels, and films alike. The more immersed the audience is in the art, the more successful the art is. And creating details is the most efficient way to enhance immersion.”
"Observers are all different, and everyone's inner world is different, but their way of understanding the world is the same. They see, they hear, they analyze rationally, and they resonate with emotions. The richer what they see, and the more rigorously they corroborate each other, the easier it is for their brains to judge it as real, and the stronger their sense of immersion will be."
“My films need a lot of convincing elements. They may not be real, but they must be reasonable in that context. The audience will feel that it is the optimal solution, and that they would do the same if they were there. That’s what immersion is.”
This reminded Schiller of Chris's famous film, *Home Alone*. Many scenes in that comedy are absurd, and the traps the two bumbling thieves use are somewhat far-fetched, probably impossible to pull off in real life. But when people watch the movie, they find it quite reasonable; if they were a little boy home alone, they would punish the bumbling thieves in the same way.
This is actually because the film's sets are very realistic. At least for Americans, they're like the houses they live in every day; the props and gadgets are also their everyday items. In the most popular first film, the little boy's intelligence and manual dexterity are also in line with his age, not particularly exaggerated, and some of his cleverness actually reminds people of their own childhood.
This is the sense of immersion that Chris emphasizes. If you put the same story in a spaceship, you won't have such a strong sense of immersion; if you change the protagonist to an adult, it will seem childish and absurd, and it won't have the lighthearted feeling of making people laugh.
A good movie is destined to be meticulous in every detail. It needs to be abundant and realistic, yet not chaotic. It values systematicity and rigor over mindless piling up of elements.
For movies like "Home Alone," which are set in the real world, there's no problem with maintaining the accuracy of details. Aside from the fact that you should be careful not to press Newton's coffin lid, there's not much difficulty.
However, constructing a virtual world is no easy feat. The rules governing everything here are different from those of the real world. How to make people understand it while simultaneously making them feel its reality is a true test of a director's skill.
Schiller could understand why Chris was so excited. Because the author of this book had his own system of understanding. This was his vision of the magical world, and he could use this system to explain everything within it, while also expressing it in a way that people could understand.
Don't be fooled by the fact that most people don't understand this; it's simply because they haven't taken the time to read it carefully. If you approached this book with the same dedication you would for academic research, you'd find its content both realistic and terrifyingly reasonable.
Chris shared the same question as Schiller—was there such a talent in the props department?
He quickly found the head of the props team and asked him who wrote it. Soon, a bespectacled man with a large beard walked over and shook hands with the director.
Schiller felt he looked familiar, and after thinking for a moment, he remembered that he was a screenwriter for Disney animated films. Some of the films he wrote were quite famous, and a new animated film was released this year, which was widely circulated among children.
But Schiller found it strange, because he felt that the screenwriter in front of him didn't seem to have this kind of understanding of the magical world. Chris discussed it with him for a bit and also discovered the problem.
The other person clearly sensed something was wrong. He took the book from Chris's hand, looked at it, and said in shock, "This isn't the version I wrote. Where did you find this?"
Everyone was shocked. They searched for the assistant director, the production assistant, and even the librarian. But after searching for a long time, no one knew where the book came from.
“It’s God, it must be God,” Chris said.
Mephisto was clearly displeased. He said, "Stephen is more likely than God, isn't he? Since you say he's very knowledgeable, he must be a professional. Maybe he's Stephen's friend."
Now that you mention it, Schiller suddenly remembered: "Could it be Tony Stark?"
Stark has been trying to combine science fiction and magic, and although it's not really clear what specific results he's achieved, if we had to say who could write this kind of thing, it would probably be him.
But Schiller suddenly realized that the Batmans all over the school were more suspicious than the distant Stark. But that didn't make sense either, since Batman had no motive.
First of all, there was no internet at the school, so Batman had no idea they were making a movie; even if he found something amiss by following the clues, it wouldn't be certain so quickly.
Secondly, even if they knew they were making a movie, Batman isn't as flamboyant as Stark; he has absolutely no desire to appear in public. Even if they wanted to, copyright is a major issue—it's absolutely impossible for a copyright-free character to have a close-up shot in a film.
Even if Batman wanted to participate in the film, why would he need to write a book? What good would it do besides confusing the young actors?
Although Schiller had doubts about Batman, his motivations were so weak that he was more inclined to believe Stark, or perhaps Stephen found another capable person, such as Doctor Doom or Reed—both of whom could write this kind of thing.
“Let’s do it this way!” Chris slammed his hand on the table. “The things in this book are clearly systematic and rigorous. If we arrange the magic forest according to what’s in it, we’ll definitely be able to create the most perfect magical world!”
The props team's faces immediately fell down—had all their work been for nothing?
Chris consulted the producer. The producer was actually reluctant, as it would slow down the filming schedule and waste budget. However, Chris insisted, so the producer had to consult the investors.
The young mages also looked distressed—if this version of the plan were adopted, wouldn't they have to read the entire book? That's way too advanced for elementary school students!
Chris's attitude was tougher than ever before. He believed that all difficulties could be overcome: if the little mages couldn't understand, he would find someone who could to explain it to them; if the investors were unwilling to invest more, he would find someone else to invest; if the producer firmly disagreed, he would find another producer.
Schiller knew Chris would most likely achieve his goal, because the first film was such a huge hit. Hollywood hadn't produced a phenomenon like this in many years, and no one would be foolish enough to give up the opportunity to make a sequel.
Chris made many copies of the book overnight and required everyone in the crew to have one: those who could finish reading it had to finish it, and those who couldn't get into it had to force themselves to read it, showing the same spirit and rigor they had when working on their graduation projects, and making sure they understood the whole system.
To be honest, everyone who made it into this production was a top figure in the industry, all eager to take their craft to the next level, and no one wanted to show any weakness. What the director could watch, they could watch; what the junior mages could learn, they could learn. One of them picked up a book and started reading at a nearby filming location.
Schiller also took the book back to his office to read. He first admired the illustrations—they were truly excellent. Each illustration was vivid and lifelike, and the style was consistent; more importantly, the plants were depicted with very logical evolutionary and branching processes, and every change was reflected in the images.
This greatly facilitates understanding: seeing the Latin name allows one to roughly imagine what the plant looks like, making reading much easier. The section on animals is incredibly comprehensive, ranging from arthropods to mammals to birds. How certain animals transform from ordinary creatures into magical ones, and what evolutionary processes they undergo after becoming magical, are all clearly explained.
This might indeed be a bit obscure for children, but for a mature adult, as long as they are interested in this topic, they will find it more and more enjoyable as they watch. Schiller also thoroughly enjoyed it by the end.
There aren't really any very interesting stories in this book; it's mostly long passages of popular science. However, the text is well-structured, and the knowledge you learn earlier can be quickly applied later, giving you a sense of joy in learning.
Schiller could easily imagine the frenzy this book would generate upon publication—a veritable euphoria for research enthusiasts. If a magical world could truly be recreated based on this book, it would indeed be a landmark achievement, as Chris said.
Schiller spent a whole day just finishing the book, and that was with his extremely fast reading speed and good memory. A normal person would need at least a week, and even a novice mage would probably take half a year to finish it.
Schiller felt it necessary to write a reading note from the perspective of a school doctor, to add some mystery to the book:
"When I was a student, I was very interested in medicine and herbs, and I often mixed potions and studied healing magic. Those magical plants that looked similar but had completely different effects caused me a lot of trouble. In order to identify them, I found an illustrated book in the forbidden section of the Iphamoni Library, which had been continuously supplemented and compiled by successive archmages. It is said that this book reveals the secrets of the evolution of life in the magical world, like a creator's notebook left behind on earth. Because it is too rich and comprehensive, it was placed in the forbidden section to prevent it from being found by people with ulterior motives..."
At night, Schiller turned off the bright chandelier, leaving only the candlesticks on the table lit. In the dim light, he wrote with a quill, trying to imitate Dr. Patton's tone, annotating the knowledge in the book point by point.
Just as he was writing furiously, Strange burst in like a whirlwind and slammed a book onto his desk with a loud "thud."
"Did you write this?!"
Schiller looked up at the book on the table that was exactly the same as the one beside him, and looked at Strange with some confusion, saying, "Didn't you have someone write this?"
The two stared at each other, bewildered. Strange flipped to the page with the bookmark on it, pointed to the contents, and said, "The branching approach to this mushroom is excellent. I've been wondering how to cultivate mushrooms with this function for a while now, but I never imagined there was such a method. Find the author right away; I want him involved in the third phase of the cultivation project..."
Schiller had a vague idea of who wrote the book.
He took a leisurely sip of water and said, "I didn't write it. But even if you find the original author, I'm afraid he won't be able to participate in the cultivation project."
"Why? Who is the author?"
"Batman."
"Cough cough cough cough!"
I've been so busy lately, who knows the pain of typing on voice in a new mud-brick house without air conditioning!