Chapter 1686 Producer Changan Pan An, special thanks: Han and Tang merchants
Chapter 1686 Producer Changan Pan An, special thanks to: shareholders of Hantang Commercial Bank (asking for votes)
No one expected that it was the bold Princess Gaoyang who sang this softly.
At this moment, she was gazing very affectionately at her husband Fang Jun, who was playing Cheng's pipa.
Princess Gaoyang, who had red eyes and had obviously cried, didn't care about the eyes around her. As long as her husband didn't stop playing, she was unwilling to stop singing.
In the previous performance behind the curtain, at that moment, Gao Yang could be said to have devoted himself wholeheartedly to it.
It seemed that at that moment, she was the weak woman, and her husband was the leading actor who was extraordinary in both literature, military and military skills.
Even the rough guys who were doing the music, all of them had red eyes and red noses at the moment.
They all stared at the chief director and narrator Cheng Sanlang with resentful eyes.
Such a sad melodrama made a vulgar martial artist feel extremely uncomfortable in his heart.
Cheng Chubi did not expect that the formal performance would be so effective, after all, he had never performed a co-act before.
After all, there was not enough space and the time was tight and the tasks were heavy, so we had no choice but to go on stage, even if the scene was a bit chaotic.
But this novel interpretation method must have had a huge impact on the audience of this era.
Cheng Chubi was also helpless and hurriedly raised his fingers to the side. "Brother Xian, what should I do now? Do you want to read your brothers' peony poems?"
Li Ke looked outside with a very troubled face. At this time, there were already suppressed sobs outside.
Everyone's mood is so sad that they can't help themselves. At this time, it's useless for you to come up with some good poems. It won't scratch the joy of the sad people at all, okay?
And if you do this, someone might accuse the Peony Pavilion of messing around, which will ruin everyone's mood.
"Brother Chu Bi, let's save the poems for a while. It seems that we have swept the literary world and can only wait for a while to go to the main venue..."
Cheng Chubi smacked his lips and nodded in agreement. After all, the audience was still in a very low mood, and it was really not suitable for fun.
"Congratulations, come on, hurry up and let them add the subsequent subtitles."
Deng Chengxin sucked in his red nose and hurried over.
After those very serious subtitles disappeared, more serious subtitles appeared again:
The original work of "The Story of the Peony Pavilion in Luoyang" is written by Song Yu from Shandong and Pan An from Chang'an.
Director: Shandong Song Yu, Producer: Changan Pan An, special thanks to: shareholders of Hantang Commercial Bank.
Special thanks to: Fang Erlang and his wife.
Music: Shareholders of Han and Tang Commercial Bank.
Curtain special effects: Han and Tang Commercial Bank Luoyang Branch Peony Pavilion Restaurant staff and shareholders personally escorted...
The last few lines of subtitles are: Thank you for watching, the show ends here.
If you want to know the details of "The Story of the Peony Pavilion in Luoyang", please go to the shops of the Luoyang Branch of Han and Tang Commercial Bank to purchase it tomorrow...
At this time, everyone's emotions were finally under control and gradually stabilized, and they saw that "The Story of the Peony Pavilion in Luoyang" was actually on sale.
It also pointed out that they were the various shops of the Luoyang Branch of the Han-Tang Commercial Bank. Many people had even begun to inquire about the addresses of the Luoyang branches of the Han-Tang Commercial Bank.
But some people are already asking whether such a story really happened in Luoyang back then.
There were also some people who had already rushed to the Peony Pavilion and exclaimed loudly, as expected, they were all filled with broken red peonies...
Then, the scene became more and more chaotic. Fortunately, the soothing music was still there.
Coupled with the large number of fat and strong personal guards outside the Peony Pavilion Restaurant to maintain order, the scene was finally not too chaotic.
"Who is Shandong Song Yu? Who is Chang'an Pan An? I seem to have seen such a striking name somewhere."
"Oh, I remembered that in the newspaper, the Chang'an Xunbao, the two authors who appeared most often were Shandong Song Yu and Chang'an Pan An..."
""The Story of the Peony Pavilion in Luoyang"..."
I don't know when I rushed over. Mr. Zheng, who was now standing with Cui Luoyang, inhaled frequently as if he had toothache.
Didn't you promise to sweep the literary world? Why did such a touching sitcom suddenly appear?
And not only is there a sitcom, but importantly, there is also a book.
As the talker of the Zheng family in Xingyang who sells books better than others, Zheng Laoer instantly felt that he could not sit still.
Cui Luoyang, who finally got rid of the sadness and sadness caused by that touching melodrama, took a deep breath, placed his big hand heavily on Master Zheng Er's shoulder, and said viciously.
"This year's Luoyang Peony Festival will allow talented people from all aristocratic families to use their own methods. Otherwise..."
Cui Luoyang didn't say anything and went straight to the car, but Mr. Zheng Er understood what he meant.
This "The Story of the Peony Pavilion in Luoyang" is really attractive to Tai Te Niang, and it has been performed in this way.
Now those scholars, scholars and beauties who came here specially to attend the Luoyang Peony Festival.
Everyone is talking about the sitcom just now and the novel that will definitely be more exciting.
Tonight, if the Luoyang Peony Festival does not feature a few masterpieces that will be sung all over the world, haha... then the limelight will definitely be completely overshadowed.
At this moment, at the side door of the Peony Pavilion Restaurant, there were a bunch of weapons that they were familiar with. Oh no... I saw it wrong.
The disciples of Wu Xun, who were playing musical instruments, were filing out of the side door at this moment, then jumped to the small pier not far from the Luoshui River, and boarded a boat belonging to the Han and Tang Dynasties merchant houses.
On the second floors of the same boats, a group of personal guards covered with sweat were covering the second floors of the boats with gauze again.
After all, everyone felt it just now. Instead of just writing it on paper or a lantern, how could it be more eye-catching to write it directly on the boat, and then travel to Luoyang at night in an arrogant and domineering way?
Especially when the two pieces of music just came out, haha...it's hard not to attract attention.
Especially when Fang Jun, a singer with a naturally good voice, came to sing a few more songs, not wanting to take in all the limelight of today's Luoyang Peony Festival.
How could a group of Wu family disciples who had gone through all the trouble to come to Luoyang give up?
After all, tonight, a group of passionate young men from the Wu family worked hard to produce literary works for the Han and Tang dynasties, so they had to be coquettish no matter what.
I have earned enough reputation as the heirloom of poems and books in every household, otherwise I would be busy eating, drinking, having fun, and wandering around in the East, but then return to Chang'an without doing anything serious.
Haha, those senior officials and senior ministers of the Tang Dynasty who like to use their hands and feet will never let them off easily.
Although everyone's main purpose is to come to Dongdu to have fun, the part-time job of inheriting poetry and calligraphy is also very important.