"Grandpa, do we really want to leave?" At the gate of the 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 old man surnamed Sun sighed, helplessness appeared on his wrinkled old face, and there was also a little reluctance in his cloudy old eyes.
I have traveled to countless places in my life, and I don't know how many times I have experienced such a parting feeling, but every time, I have a completely different feeling from the past.
People are not grass and trees. It is a lie to say that he has no feelings for this place, but the most important thing is to be able to survive on this craft. Before he is too old to walk, he can save some money to settle down and give his children Find a job again, and before leaving, he can safely close his eyes.
There were still quite a few figures in the fence, most of them were actors packing their things. After the young man took another look, he turned around and picked up the luggage on his back.
These sisters and brothers who get along almost day and night may never have the chance to see them again in the future.
"Let's go."
The old man's voice was low, and he walked straight ahead without looking inside again.
The young man followed closely behind him, turning his head every three steps, until he reached another exit of Washe, when a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Sun, Grandpa Sun, wait a minute!"
With the clear and sweet female voice, the boy turned his head and looked at the panting girl chasing after him, finally showing a trace of surprise on his face.
"Miss Zhu!"
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A while later, including the old man surnamed Sun, more than a dozen actors gathered in the Goulan again, surrounding Wan Ruoqing and Xiao Zhu.
"What, he is willing to provide us with stories and scripts?" The wrinkles on the face of the old man surnamed Sun twisted into flowers, and he no longer had the melancholy before.
"It's not free, people have to pay for it." Xiaozhu reminded from the side.
"It's natural, it's natural."
The old man nodded again and again, but secretly sighed in his heart. She had begged that young master several times but failed to do so. She raised her head and looked at Wan Ruoqing. , the ancients made sense...
"That's all he said, whether to stay or not depends on everyone's opinions." Wan Ruoqing said with a smile.
"I stayed."
"I'll stay too."
"With a good story and script, of course we're not leaving."
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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 they could live in peace, who would want to be displaced? The future is unknown, and there is a great possibility that they will be more miserable Difficult, in the current situation, good stories and scripts are what they need, just like "Painted Skin" a few days ago, if there are such stories in the energy source, there will be no such worries in the future.
"I don't know how much reward that young master wants..." the old man turned his head to look at Wan Ruoqing and said.
In the tile market, good books are often scrambled 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 told her about this matter just now. He didn't say the specific amount, but got paid by taking a profit.
This method is more suitable for them who can't spend much money, and immediately conveyed Li Yi's meaning to everyone.
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Li Yi soon received replies from those actors that he could take 40% of the profits from the performances, which was told by the little girl lying on the wall.
This number is a little more than Li Yi expected. According to his original plan, two or three achievements are enough.
This matter was just to help Wan Ruoqing, and he didn't think about making money from it. When he went to Goulan in the future, he should be able to see more interesting things.
He has already told Wan Ruoqing about the idea of the stage play. As for the more detailed aspects, I believe they are more professional than him, so he doesn't need to worry too much.
I have nothing to do these few days, so I will write a few short stories from Liao Zhai first. The original stories are not long, so it doesn't take much effort.
Although you can't make a lot of money, mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are. If you add up a little, you will have a corner of the big house.
"Painted Skin" and "Ying Ning" were tricked by Little Pig with a few pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. After finishing "A Chinese Ghost Story", they handed them to her from the wall. It is estimated that these are enough for them to work for a long time.
Costumes, props, lines, and makeup all need to be carefully prepared.
Of course, Li Yi specifically reminded her of the background music, dry performances are so boring, although many innate conditions cannot be met because of the backwardness of the times, but if you want to create a terrifying atmosphere, you must have bgm, don't scare How can they be so happy to pay for it.
"You look okay. It looks like your body is recovering well." A voice came from behind. Li Yi turned his head and saw Li Mingzhu and Li Butou, whom he hadn't seen for a while, standing in the yard.
Li Xuan, who hadn't seen her for a few days, stood beside her side by side, his face was still as haggard as he had seen last time, and he seemed to be suffering from pre-marital anxiety recently.
"Except for a small internal injury, it has almost healed."
Now, except for not being able to do too much strenuous exercise, he is almost no different from ordinary people in other respects.
"Since you've recovered, let's go back to the county office soon." Li Mingzhu looked at him and said.
The expression on Li Yi's face froze. He was still not human. As the saying goes, he was injured for a hundred days, but he suffered a more serious internal injury. It's only been half a month. What kind of county office is he going back to
His complexion 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, quickly help me back to the room to rest."
"Okay, okay, no need to pretend." Li Mingzhu waved his hands, and looked at him with disgust, "When you feel that you have recovered, go to the county government."
After he assigned all the affairs to the people below, the role of the county lieutenant was not that great. His father 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 With all kinds of lazy ways.
Her Royal Highness's proposal is very good. I have suffered serious internal injuries, and it will take about half a year to fully heal.
Turning to look at Li Xuan, he asked: "Why do you have time to come out today, the old man gave you a vacation?"
Li Xuan shook his head and said, "No, I bet him that which of the two stones of different sizes will hit the ground first..."
Li Yi understood before he finished speaking.
After this bet is over, the old man is afraid that he will not have the heart to educate Li Xuan, and finding a corner to think about life is the most likely thing to do.
At the age when half a foot is about to step into the coffin, Li Xuan has destroyed the worldview, I can only wish the old man well in my heart, and I must make it through...