"Grandpa, do we really want to leave?" At the door of Goulan, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy looked back at the empty Goulan, with a look of nostalgia on his face.
"I'm leaving..." The storyteller, the old man surnamed Sun, sighed, helplessness appearing on his wrinkled old face, and a bit of reluctance in his muddy old eyes.
I have traveled to countless places in my life, and I don’t know how many times I have experienced this feeling of parting, but every time, I have a completely different feeling than before.
People are not grass and trees, and it would be false to say that they have no feelings for this place, but being able to survive by relying on this craft is the most important thing. Before he is too old to walk, he can save some money to settle down and give it to his children.
Find another way to make a living, and when he leaves, he can close his eyes peacefully.
There were many figures among the hooks, most of them were actors packing their things. After the young man took one look at them again, he turned around and picked up the luggage behind him.
These sisters and brothers who live together almost day and night may never have the chance to see each other again.
"Let's go."
The old man's voice was low, and he walked straight forward without looking inside again.
The young man followed him closely, turning back in three steps, until he reached the other exit of Washe, when a voice suddenly came from behind.
"Sun, Grandpa Sun, wait a minute!"
With a clear and sweet female voice, the young man turned around and looked at the panting girl chasing after him, with a hint of surprise finally appearing on his face.
"Sister Xiaozhu!"
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After a while, more than a dozen actors, including the old man surnamed Sun, gathered in the hook fence again, surrounding Wan Ruoqing and Xiaozhu.
"What, he is willing to provide us with stories and scripts?" The wrinkles on the face of the old man surnamed Sun were twisted into flowers, and the melancholy before was gone.
"It's not free, people have to pay for it." Xiaozhu reminded from the side.
"This is nature, this is nature."
The old man nodded repeatedly, but secretly lamented in her heart that she had begged the young master several times, but failed to get what she wanted. She raised her head and looked at Wan Ruoqing, thinking that Miss Wan was still capable, and since ancient times, it has always been difficult for a talented man to be a beauty.
, what the ancients said makes sense...
"That's all he said. Whether to stay or go depends on everyone's opinions." Wan Ruoqing said with a smile.
"I stayed."
"I'll stay too."
"If there is a good story and script, of course we won't leave."
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The reason why everyone left before was simply because they could not attract enough guests and were forced to make a living. If the world could be stable, who would want to be homeless? The future is unknown, and there is a high possibility that it will be even worse than now.
Difficult, in today's situation, good stories and scripts are what they need, just like "Painted Skin" a few days ago. If there are continuous stories like this, there will no longer be such worries in the future.
"I wonder how much reward that young master wants..." The old man turned to look at Wan Ruoqing and said.
In the Wa market, good books are often competed by many people, and the price is not cheap. With their current situation, they don't have any extra money to buy them.
Li Yi had just told her about this matter. He did not say the specific amount, but received the reward in the form of a commission.
This method was more suitable for them who couldn't afford much money, so they immediately conveyed Li Yi's meaning to everyone.
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Li Yi soon received a reply from the actors. He could take 40% of the profits from the performance. The girl Xiaozhu told him while lying on the wall.
This number was actually more than Li Yi expected. According to his original plan, it was enough to get two or three achievements.
This matter was just to help Wan Ruoqing do it smoothly. He didn't think about making money through this. When he checked the boxes again in the future, he should be able to see more interesting things.
He has already told Wan Ruoqing the idea of the stage play. As for the more detailed aspects, I believe they are more professional than him, so there is no need to worry too much.
I have nothing to do these days, so I will first write down a few short stories from Liaozhai. The original stories are not long and will not take much time.
Although you can't make much money, no matter how small the mosquitoes are, they are still meat. If you add up a little, you will have a corner of the big house.
"Painted Skin" and "Ying Ning" were deceived by the little pig girl with a few pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake. After writing "A Chinese Ghost Story", they were handed to her from the wall. It was estimated that these would be enough for them to keep busy for a while.
Costumes, props, lines, and makeup all require careful preparation.
Of course, there is also the background music that Li Yi specifically reminded her of. Dry performances are boring. Although many innate conditions cannot be met due to the backwardness of the times, if you want to create a terrifying atmosphere, BGM is indispensable and it is not scary.
They are in a state of ecstasy, how can I let them happily empty their pockets?
"You look okay. It seems that your body is recovering well." A voice came from behind. Li Yi turned his head and saw Li Mingzhu and Li Captou, whom he hadn't seen for a while, standing in the yard.
Li Xuan, whom she hadn't seen for a few days, stood side by side with her. His face was still as haggard as the last time he saw her. It looked like he had been suffering from pre-marital anxiety recently.
"Except for a few minor internal injuries, he has almost recovered."
Now, except that he cannot do too strenuous exercise, in other aspects, he is almost the same as ordinary people.
"Now that you've recovered, let's go back to the county office as soon as possible." Li Mingzhu looked at him and said.
The expression on Li Yi's face was stagnant. He was still not a human being. As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to break the muscles and bones, but he suffered a more serious internal injury. It has only been half a month. Why should he return to the county government?
His face changed, and he suddenly covered his chest with a painful expression on his face, "No, I feel like the internal injury has suddenly recurred. Xiaohuan, help me back to the room to rest."
"Okay, okay, there's no need to pretend." Li Mingzhu waved her hand and looked at him with disgust, "Whenever you feel you have recovered, go to the county government office."
After he assigned all the affairs to the people below, the county captain's role was not that big. His father originally wanted to sharpen him in this position, but Li Mingzhu, who knew him well, knew that even if he was not injured, he would still have
All kinds of lazy ways.
Her Royal Highness's proposal is very good. The internal injuries she suffered were serious and it would take about half a year to fully recover.
Turning to look at Li Xuan, he asked: "Why do you have time to come out today? Did the old man give you a day off?"
Li Xuan shook his head and said: "No, I made a bet with him, which one of two stones of different sizes will fall to the ground first..."
Before he finished speaking, Li Yi already understood.
After this bet is made, the old man may no longer have the heart to educate Li Xuan. Finding a corner to think about life is the most likely thing to do.
At an age when half of my feet are about to step into the coffin, my worldview has been destroyed by Li Xuan. I can only wish the old man well in my heart, and I must get through it...
[ps: Thanks again to Qiii for the 10,000 rewards!]
