"Grandpa Sun?"
Listening to the address of this girl, she seems to be quite familiar with that old man.
However, the old man may be very good at storytelling, but the story itself is really not attractive to him. Li Yi looked at the girl and said: "Young girl, I have heard a few stories..."
Scholars devote themselves to the imperial examinations of poetry, novels, and legends of ghosts and ghosts. Although there are also ghosts and legends in this world, they are "creepy ways" in their eyes. The girl is at most twenty-eight years old, and she hasn't heard many stories, so it is very likely that she will be bluffed by what the old man said.
"I'm sixteen years old this year!" The girl looked at him unconvinced and said.
Of course she was not convinced, the young man opposite her was at most two or three years older than her, even if he was a scholar, but he grew up in the fence, and he had heard stories told by scholars since he was a child, and he had listened to countless stories over the years. Li Yi used the tone of a child to deal with, "I have heard a few stories..." at a young age, how could I be convinced
She was trained as an actor since she was a child, and after listening to it for a long time, she is also familiar with these routines, so it is no problem for her to go up and say the last paragraph now.
Seeing the stubbornness on the little girl's face, Li Yi felt a little funny in his heart, took a sip of tea, and asked, "What stories have you heard?"
"There's a lot!" The girl curled her lips and talked a lot like offering a treasure.
Li Yi was a little surprised. He didn't expect this little girl to hear a lot of stories.
To pass the time, he would sometimes buy some popular strange stories, novels and legends, etc., but after reading it a few times, he found that the content inside was dull and his imagination was extremely lacking. Find a book to read.
Of course, it may be because he is from the 21st century, and he knows a lot more than the ancients here, and there is never a shortage of these in the library. The stories circulating in the market are already novel enough for the people here.
Among the things the girl said just now, many of them were low-quality novels he had seen in the market stalls before, and some he hadn't heard of, but this is not surprising.
In this parallel space-like world, although the historical trajectory did not change much before the Tang Dynasty, the details are quite different. Some famous characters have never existed, such as Li Bai and Du Fu, and strange names also appear. Many have been published, and as for literary works, of course it is different.
There was dissatisfaction in the little girl's tone, but also showing off and contempt. However, if she was in front of a scholar who only knew how to study hard, she did have the capital to be proud.
Seeing the proud expression on the girl's face, Li Yi smiled, looked at her and asked: "The little girl has heard a lot of stories..."
"Of course!" The expression on the girl's face was even more complacent, but it froze on her face after a while.
"Have you heard of "The Legend of the White Snake"?" Li Yi looked at her and asked with a smile.
"Bai, White Snake... Biography?" The girl was slightly stunned, then shook her head slightly.
"What about Journey to the West?"
"..."
""A Chinese Ghost Story", "Painted Skin"?"
"..."
While shaking her head, the girl began to doubt her life.
She thinks she is very familiar with the popular storybooks of today, but she has never heard of any of the ones Li Yi said just now.
She also didn't suspect that these were Li Yi's random fabrications to deceive her. Just by hearing the name, she knew that this should be a story she had never heard.
"What is "Painted Skin", I've never heard of it..." The girl rolled her eyes, blinking at Li Yi and asked.
Their life is not easy now, whether it is storytelling or acting, they are all old-fashioned stories and books, lacking new ideas, and attracting fewer and fewer viewers. They urgently need new stories or scripts to attract more guests. Otherwise, I am afraid that even the most basic life will be difficult to maintain.
However, good stories and scripts are often sold at very high prices. They simply cannot afford to hire those talented people who write stories and write scripts. Just now, the girl heard those unheard stories from Li Yi's mouth, and the girl couldn't help but beat him up. idea.
Li Yi said a lot just now, the girl only remembered the last two, "A Chinese Ghost Story" and "Painted Skin", ghosts or something, it sounds a little scary, what she is most afraid of hearing are ghost stories, the girl is thinking about it in her heart After a while, another one was chosen.
Li Yi took another sip of the tea, without any intention of telling a story.
Every time I tell a story, it looks like a 3D movie in front of my eyes, with a particularly strong sense of picture. Last time I wanted to tell a ghost story to scare Liu Ruyi, but I scared myself. He will not be stupid again.
Seeing Li Yi's indifferent expression, as if unwilling to tell the story, the girl bit her lip, as if she had made a difficult decision.
He took out a folded handkerchief from his pocket and placed it on the table in front of him.
Li Yi looked at the bulging handkerchief and wondered what the little girl wanted to do. The next moment she opened the folded handkerchief, he said with some reluctance: "This is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by sister Ruoqing. It's delicious. Now, you tell me a story, and I invite you to eat this, okay?"
Looking at the lightly scented pastries on the table, Li Yi couldn't help swallowing.
The sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by Wan Ruoqing... is really a nostalgic taste!
…
"make a deal!"
Li Yi pinched a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake in this season should be made from dried sweet-scented osmanthus and ground into powder. Although the taste is not as good as when the sweet-scented osmanthus is in bloom, it is not much worse.
The girl didn't know that she had come up with a temptation that Li Yi couldn't refuse by mistake. Seeing that he was willing to tell a story, a smile appeared on her pretty face, and she hurriedly sat upright, thinking that he would tell a story later. When it comes time, you must secretly write down the story and tell it to Grandpa Sun later, so that there will be new stories to attract guests.
Painted skin is a very classic story in Liao Zhai. There are many changes in modern movies and TV series, some love and love, grievances and entanglements have been added. I don’t know what the adaptation will look like. Li Yi can’t find these scripts in the library. , can only tell the original story of Pu Songling.
Liao Zhai was so popular in ancient times, in this similar world, the effect should not be bad.
It's also great for scaring people... being afraid.
Seeing the girl's excited expression, Li Yi couldn't help feeling some little evil in his heart.
"A long time ago, there was a scholar named Wang Sheng in Qing'an Prefecture. When he went out in the morning, he met a beautiful woman who was walking hard with a burden on her back. Wang Sheng felt strange that a weak woman was hurrying on the road before dawn , could it be that there is something difficult, and hurriedly followed..."
There was an interested expression on the girl's face, "So it's a story about a gifted man and a beautiful woman, it sounds pretty good..."