Goulan is a place where people gather and disperse easily. Many of those who tell stories, sing songs, and perform various skills are artists who travel across the country. If the place where they live can sustain life, they can settle down for a long time. If
If you can't attract enough customers, you will naturally have to find another place to make a living.
Even if they perform on the same stage and sing together, they may never meet again after a certain separation. Xiaozhu and Wan Ruoqing were born in Qing'an Mansion. Although they will not leave here, they have left this group.
, the days to come will only be more difficult.
"If you can't attract customers, then think of a way. What if you go to the next place and there are still no customers?" Li Yi shook his head. These people only know how to escape when they encounter problems. If escape can solve the problem, they will also
It's not like I'm still in such a miserable state.
"Then let's go to the next place." The girl lay on the wall, looked at Li Yi, and said matter-of-factly.
Traveling around performing to make a living, this is the current situation of this industry. A story is a play, and the more times it is performed in the same place, the number of guests will naturally become less and less. At this time, no one has heard or seen these things.
The place is very necessary.
Grandpa Sun can tell the story of "Painted Skin" for several days every time he goes to a place. When the people there are tired of hearing it, it will be better to go to the next place than to stay here all the time.
"Without ideals, without pursuits, if there are no customers, why don't you think of ways to attract them?" Li Yi hates that iron cannot make steel. The entertainment industry in this world is still in a very primitive state. If you use a little novelty, it will be enough.
It can attract these ancient people who have not seen much of the world.
"You think it's easy to attract guests!" The girl rolled her eyes at him. Even if she could invite people, most of them wouldn't reward them with money. Sometimes, she wouldn't receive even a few copper coins in a day.
"I told you that you don't understand. Go and call your sister Ruoqing." It was not easy to communicate with this little girl who was not very bright. Li Yi waved his hand and said.
"If you want to see Sister Ruoqing, just say so. What excuse are you looking for..." He glanced at Li Yi and climbed down the wall again.
"Sister Ruoqing, Mr. Li wants to see you..."
Wan Ruoqing was in her room thinking about what she should do in the future so that she and Yuzhu could live in Fucheng, when a girl's cry came from outside the door.
She didn't take the girl's nonsense to heart, but he got up and walked out because he was worried that something was wrong with her.
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"Stage play?" In the courtyard, Wan Ruoqing looked at Li Yi with confusion on her pretty face, "What is a stage play?"
"Stage drama is... forget it, this is not important." Li Yi knew that there is no stage drama in this world, and it would be troublesome to explain it to her. He said: "You can understand it as a sideshow often performed in Goulan, but
It’s different, you don’t need to make up a aria, the language is straightforward and easy to understand, you just need to make slight changes according to the story book, I’ll use “Painted Skin” as an example..."
Listening to his description, a look of surprise gradually appeared on Wan Ruoqing's face.
Different from any drama, it restores the content of the story as realistically as possible. Although it is far different from the current mainstream, it is simpler and easier to do and worth a try.
The girl was standing behind Wan Ruoqing. After listening to what Li Yi described just now and imagining it in her mind, she couldn't help but feel a little chilly in her body.
Just listening to Grandpa Sun telling stories was enough to frighten her. If the doors and windows were all closed, the house was dark, and "Painted Skin" was performed on the stage, and imagine the evil ghost baring its teeth and claws on the stage, wouldn't it be frightening to death?
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He quickly erased these images from his mind, rolled his eyes, and said, "But it's impossible to perform "Painted Skin" all the time. The guests will get bored if they watch it too much."
Li Yi looked away at this little girl. She was so young and so arrogant. By saying this, she was going back to the starting point and thinking about those stories.
"I will provide you with the follow-up scripts and stories." After Li Yi spoke, the girl's face showed joy, but then she heard him say: "As for profit distribution, we will discuss it after they all agree."
Originally, Li Yi had no intention of telling those stories, but if the old man and the others really left, the days to come would probably be much more boring.
Of course, the more important reason is because Wan Ruoqing learned something about their current situation from the girl's mouth. After knowing her for so long, Li Yi also has a general understanding of her character. She may seem weak, but she is actually stronger in her heart. If she understands
If you ask for help, she will probably refuse. This kind of cooperative method should not touch her self-esteem.
Wan Ruoqing looked at her, with a hint of gratitude deep in her eyes, and said, "If no one is willing to leave because of helplessness, they will definitely agree."
The matter was rather urgent, and Wan Ruoqing and Xiaozhu didn't stay much longer. They had to discuss it with them before they could give Li Yi a reply.
When the two of them walked out of the store, they were met by three figures walking in.
"Miss, my uncle said that we will buy a big house in Fucheng in the future, so why don't we go back to the village?" Xiaohuan was holding some things she had just bought from the street and talking to Liu Ruyi.
During these days of living in Fucheng, she truly understood what liveliness and prosperity meant. She could see all kinds of people and it was extremely convenient to go shopping. She accompanied her uncle to Goulan to listen to music and watch operas every day.
Life is much more interesting.
"What, don't you want to go back to the village?" Liu Ruyi looked at him and asked with a smile.
Xiaohuan thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Where the lady is, there is Xiaohuan."
No matter where she is, of course she will follow the young lady. However, if her uncle is in Fucheng, the young lady will naturally want to be with him...
While she was talking, when she walked into the door, two women came out of the shop.
The shop no longer sells Ruyilu, so it is naturally impossible for them to be customers, and the faces of the two are familiar. One is the girl who scared her last time, and the other is a friend of my uncle who often hangs out at the shop next door.
Seen in the checkbox.
Liu Ruyi raised her head and looked at the woman who was walking towards her. The other woman seemed to be startled for a moment, nodded slightly to her, and left with the girl.
She remembered clearly that this woman must have come to her home once, and she seemed... to be a friend of her husband's husband.
Some simple thoughts flashed through my mind, but were quickly forgotten.
On the other side, when she and Wan Ruoqing were walking back to Goulan, the girl looked back a few times and couldn't help but said: "The one just now seems to be Mr. Li's wife, she is so beautiful..."
Then he seemed to have thought of something, and turned to look at Wan Ruoqing, and added: "Of course, sister Ruoqing is also very beautiful, not much worse than her, no, even more beautiful than Mr. Li's wife..."
Wan Ruoqing just smiled and didn't say anything. Although she didn't want to compare with his wife, she had to admit in her heart that the two of them were truly a good match for each other...
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