Chapter 127: Teaching Visit Notice
Handing all the website matters over to her sister’s small team and Father, Xiang Chuan ran to school like nothing had happened. Students should enjoy school life; high schoolers meddling in business wars all the time—what the Language Teacher would say is writing an essay off-topic.
The smile on her face lasted until the afternoon club activities began, when Ainuo expressionlessly tossed over a light screen with a practice problem that obviously looked very difficult.
In heaven and earth, nothing is bigger than the mid-term exam. —Xiang Chuan (Common Era 22022)
And on the table next to them, Ouyang Yating looked at her own cake with crookedly scraped cream, then at Liang Gong next to her who had already started garnishing with fruit, and began for the umpteenth time to suspect if she had joined the wrong club, so she put down the piping bag and sat on the chair nearby to rest.
“Yesterday Mother and I watched Xiao Xue’s live stream. Did you find a new series again?” Ouyang Yating asked.
“Yeah, yesterday was the finale, Xiao Xue and little brother Lin Ming still wanted to keep streaming, so I gave them a new drama, a sitcom… uh, that’s how ancient people classified it.” Xiang Chuan secretly wiped her cold sweat. Every time they discussed cultural works, she always felt like she slipped up without noticing. It seemed correct that she didn’t act like some transmigration story protagonists who brought works from their original era to show off. With her big mouth, even Father and Mother together probably couldn’t cover for her.
“Sitcom?” The three looked at each other.
“Simply put, it’s stories fixed in a few scenes, basically one main scene plus two or three rarely appearing secondary scenes. For example, in a campus drama, fix the scene in the classroom, then tell stories that happen in the classroom.”
“Won’t that get boring easily?” Ainuo frowned. Although he wasn’t very interested in the male-female romance in Empresses in the Palace, the grand scenes and various schemes attracted him. The magnificent and gorgeous spectacles were one of the biggest reasons Empresses in the Palace conquered modern audiences.
“That depends on the actors’ acting skills. Sitcoms, in a sense, are like Man Man’s stage play, the most testing of actors’ acting skills. But harder than stage plays, stage plays have a certain length, and the sets and props are richer. Once a sitcom turns into a long series, grasping the audience and highlights becomes crucial.” Xiang Chuan stopped her hand touching the keyboard to do practice problems, grabbed the fruit milk nearby, bit the straw, and explained.
Liang Gong thought about it and nodded: “True, a sitcom that spreads widely, even gets stored in the database and drifts in information turbulence, must be a very classic series.”
That’s true. Xiang Chuan silently nodded in her heart. When she was little, sitcoms like this type of TV series had already declined. By university, what was popular had become various low-cost web dramas; even copycat works like Love Apartment sometimes had a higher-end texture than those web dramas. She personally thought it wasn’t that people didn’t love them (if they really didn’t, why always see clips or memes from My Own Swordsman), but sitcoms demanded much more from screenwriters and actors than low-cost web dramas, higher shooting difficulty naturally meant higher cost. For investors, between high-investment high-risk sitcoms and low-investment gimmick-attracting low-cost web dramas, which was better economically was obvious.
“I’ve actually watched the drama once and thought it was fine, so I gave it to Xiao Xue to stream.” The second half was true; as for the first half, she had watched it more than once as a kid. At home, parents weren’t very interested in dramas from that Beijing-Shanghai-Guangzhou area, but they loved this kind of sitcom, so before going to boarding school in middle school, they would play My Own Swordsman or Home with Kids every dinner as dinner entertainment.
But she wasn’t without worries: “What I’m worried about now is, will those who like serious drama style TV series like Empresses in the Palace dislike My Own Swordsman?”
As soon as she said this, after several days, she again received the club members’ idiot-look scans.
Alright, she asked the wrong question again?
“We’re not the Twelfth Fleet, where there are other derivative creations of Romeo and Juliet to watch. In the Third Fleet now, besides your sister’s live stream room with limited audience numbers and those few books, there’s nothing else to watch. In this situation, still picky?” Ainuo said pointedly.
“…”
Xiang Chuan: So much sense! Impossible to refute!
She even instantly thought that if she brought out Teletubbies to play, this live stream room crowd would probably watch it with relish.
As for the website matter, Xiang Chuan thought it over and finally didn’t tell everyone. After all, it was still just at the draft stage; giving everyone a surprise after it’s done wouldn’t be bad.
“Club President, you should hurry up and review properly. Don’t get held back at school for remedial classes during the teaching visit activity the week after next.” Ouyang Yating saw Xiang Chuan zoning out again and couldn’t help reminding her.
“What, does school still have remedial classes now? No, what’s a teaching visit?” Xiang Chuan blurted out complaining about remedial classes, then realized she was saying something silly and quickly changed the topic.
“It’s a First Year High School special activity. Once a month, led by the school, visit various government facilities, then there’s going to the government building, museum, agriculture base. I remember this year there’s also an escort ship visit arranged, and a short holiday right after the visit.” Ainuo said, swiping the school schedule on the light screen, turning to look at Liang Gong: “If lucky, we might even go to Liang Gong’s hometown and mooch a meal.”
“Haha, my home mainly eats solid food and liquid food too. Club President’s skills are probably better, but if it’s really arranged to the Second Production Escort Ship, I’d still welcome everyone to visit.” Liang Gong touched his nose a bit embarrassedly.
“Still far from the long holiday.” Xiang Chuan checked the calendar and twitched her eye corner: The Twelfth Fleet’s Education Bureau boss wouldn’t be Huaxia person, right? Why have an identical Golden Week in October? You know, this time only Huaxia has a short holiday, and it’s the seven-day holiday that makes 21st Century students and corporate slaves heartbroken to see and tearful to hear. Other countries outside Huaxia basically don’t have holidays then.
It really was so.
But now she cared more about the teaching visit locations.
At this moment, everyone’s terminals in the restaurant suddenly rang with the notification received prompt sound. Everyone opened their inboxes; inside was exactly the teaching visit notice the four had just discussed.
Xiang Chuan opened the notice; simply summarized it’s—
Teaching visit on April 10th, location is Third Fleet Botanical Garden.
