Newly written playbook
Class Master Tao was a little surprised, "Is it new?"
"Well, it was written overnight."
"Don't joke, Mr. Song."
"The script has already been written, of course it's not a joke." Master Tao said worriedly, "If this happened before, I would definitely accept the script you wrote, but now... Hey! This kind of thing happened, and no one is coming to me now. This opera house is watching a play! Everyone is very scared, not to mention you have seen it. I have already planned to disperse the opera troupe. In the future, I will not sing any more operas.
, so your playbook... I'm exhausted. "
Song Zhi knew his dilemma.
But he's not here to make money by selling the playbooks today.
But the rescue!
He said, "Master, don't get me wrong, I'm not here to embarrass you. Although I only spent one night to complete this play, this play is the best I have written in years."
Better than "Ghost Girl Burial Husband"!
Tao Ban opened his mouth and seemed to understand: "You want to..."
"The Zhao family class has been in Yiwu for so many years. Wouldn't it be a pity if it was disbanded because of this incident? And this is the only way Song can think of. I hope to keep the Zhao family class." He pushed the script to the class leader. Pushed, "You look at it first."
Class Master Tao hesitated for a moment and took the playbook.
Sit there and watch carefully!
The more you look, the more you invest!
At the end, my eyes were full of surprise and... hope.
I was even more excited than when I first saw "Ghost Girl Burial the Husband".
He was overjoyed, stood up, and said, "If this play can be done, it will definitely bring my Zhao family back to life!"
Although the words are exaggerated, he is confident.
It is concluded that this play can not only fire!
It can also make Zhao Jiaban make a fire again.
The stone in Song Zhi's heart also fell to the ground: "That's good! I hope Song Mou can really help."
The head of Tao class took his hand: "Mr. Song, you are my noble! You are my Zhao family's noble."
"If it hadn't been for the "Ghost Mother Burying the Husband" written by me, I wouldn't have caused you so much trouble. I've always felt sorry for it, and I just hope this new play can make up for it."
"But don't say that, you did me a big favor."
The two pushed back and forth.
Finally, Class Master Tao readily took out a bag of silver and stuffed it into Song Zhi's hand.
Song Zhi held the heavy silver, his heart was beating.
He immediately returned it and said, "I can't make it work."
"Go ahead with this money."
The silver was stuffed to Song Zhi again.
Song Zhi wanted to push it back again, but Class Master Tao grabbed his hand and said, "You deserve it, you have written for me Zhao Family Class for so many years, but every time I give you very little money. , I feel sorry for it, and now this bag of silver is supposed to be supplied to you by me, you just take it well."
"This… "
"Take it!"
After some resignation, Song Zhi had no choice but to accept it.
Well, he is really short of money.
The class leader Tao was very excited while holding the new playbook. After he calmed down from the joy, he noticed the worn-out baggage that Song Zhi was carrying with him.
He asked, "Mr. Song, who are you?"
Song Zhi grabbed the burden and said, "I plan to leave Yiwu."
"Get out of here? Where are you going?"
"Gao Ding?"
"What are you going to do in Gaoding?"
"Participate in the imperial examinations."
The class leader Tao was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses, and nodded suddenly: "Yes! With your knowledge, it's long overdue to go to the exam, Mr. Song, you are a talent, you must be able to high school!"
"Thanks to the teacher's words."
"You have to be careful along the way."
"Um!"
It was not too early to see that Song Zhi had to leave Yiwu before closing the city gate, so he didn't talk any more.
But before she left, she said: "I would like to trouble the class teacher to inform Lao Qiao, who makes sweet wine, because he feels sorry for me, so he plans to send me sweet wine every day after he is released from prison, but I am going to Gaoding, others Still in jail."
"Don't worry, I'll tell him that."
"Then don't do it, the class master take care!"
"You too." Master Tao had tears in his eyes.
Watching Song Zhi leave.
Song Zhiren had just left the Zhao family class when he met Zhang Xiaobai, who had been released from prison in the middle of the night last night.
During the days that the fellow was imprisoned, he was worried every day that his head would not be guaranteed.
Even people lost a lot of weight!
When Zhang Xiaobai saw him, his eyes were shining, and he immediately hugged him.
"My brother Song, I was just about to find you."
Song Zhi was hugged so hard to breathe, he twisted a few times and said, "That... Young Master Zhang, let me go first."
Only then did Zhang Xiaobai realize that he was too excited.
Release him quickly.
And said: "Oh, look at me, I was so excited when I saw you, I almost hurt you."
"fine!"
"Brother Song, if it wasn't for you, I might be dead."
Song Zhi: "Actually, I didn't help much, it's all about that Young Master Ji and the others."
"No matter what, I still want to thank you. From now on, as long as I, Zhang Xiaobai, have a bite to eat, I will never starve you." Zhang Xiaobai patted his chest and said.
When Song Zhi used to write poems, those who made friends with him also called him brothers and sisters. After he stopped writing poems, they all avoided him.
Therefore, judging from his current situation, if anyone else said this again, it was probably the truth.
He smiled and said nothing, but was very moved.
Zhang Xiaobai noticed the burden on his shoulders and asked, "Brother Song, where are you going?"
Song Zhi: "I'm going to Gaoding."
"Gao Ding? Go now? What are you going to do?"
Song Zhi impatiently explained the reason why he went to Gaoding.
Zhang Xiaobai was shocked, but also happy for him.
"Indeed! How could someone as talented as you be able to be a storyteller for a lifetime? You should be the champion in high school and become a high-ranking official in the future!"
"Lend Master Zhang's auspicious words."
"It's just..." Zhang Xiaobai frowned and pondered, "If you go to Gaoding, how will I repay you in the future?"
"Don't say that."
"correct!"
"Um?"
Zhang Xiaobai's eyes lit up and he said to him, "Wait for me for a while."
Then he ran away.
Song Zhi waited for him on the spot.
After a while, Zhang Xiaobai came back, holding a small box in his hand and stuffing it into Song Zhi.
Said: "Are you saying it's a coincidence? My ancestral home is in Gaoding, and there are still several months before the imperial examination. You also need a place to stay. If you don't dislike it, you can live in my place. Here is the key. "
Song Zhi declined: "How does this work?"
"Why not? You and I are brothers, and I should help you. Besides, I won't go to Gao Ding anyway. It's empty, so you should let me repay you, and I feel comfortable."
Master Tao gave him a pack of silver!
Zhang Xiaobai has now given him another key! Sure enough, good people will be rewarded after all.