The theater became quiet again for a while, and then the opera started singing again.

But this time, the only people in the audience were Ning Wanli and Zhao Hao.

Wolong and Fengchu were happy to hear this, while Lao Yang gave Zhao Hao more tea with a dull expression.

Zhao Hao crossed his legs and tapped the table gently to follow the rhythm of the drama, and he was quite immersed in it.

In his opinion, the drama was very stable and the actors' emotions were on point.

The only fly in the ointment is that there is something wrong with their books!

Among the five Central Plains countries, the most popular art forms are still storytelling and folk art.

The former is relatively civilian.

Only the rich and powerful can afford the latter, either in the palace or in romantic places.

Most of the contents of storytelling are war stories, because hundreds of years ago were a history of conflicts and integration between countries large and small, so storytelling with war contents will naturally have a huge market.

This is because art is limited by the times. Even if the situation in the five Central Plains countries has been stable for a long time, no matter who it is, the last three generations must have participated in the war.

The reason storytelling became so popular was that it was easier to use language techniques to render grand scenes of war.

Although opera has a physical stage, it is constrained by the stage, making it even more difficult to recreate war scenes.

Therefore, opera can only take a non-war route.

For example, romance and solving cases can all be developed.

However, the soil is limited and the development speed is very slow, so even the scripts used by the Qingyue troupe are adapted from the plays handed down from the Han Dynasty.

The story is a typical story of a woman supporting her husband’s education, but her husband ended up having trouble in high school and abandoned her.

The beginning of chaos and the end of abandonment are an important element in romance dramas.

It's a pity that the development of opera in this world is a bit underdeveloped, the tension of the script is really not enough, and over the years, the people have become a little tired of aesthetic appreciation.

The scene was over in half an hour.

Xu Lingyun came over and said in a calm tone: "Mr. Zhao, how do you feel about our Qingyue class's drama?"

Zhao Hao smacked his lips: "Just average!"

Hearing this, Xu Lingyun's eyes suddenly widened.

She asked this question just to be polite. Who knew that this dude would really dare to comment?

yes!

You are the number one poet in the wilderness, but just because you can write poetry, that doesn’t mean you also understand drama!

The reason why I came out of Qi State is that I couldn't stand the arrogance of those literati who pointed out dramas.

No matter how accomplished you are in poetry, Zhao Hao, you can't be higher than the literary world of Qi, right?

Xu Lingyun's expression became colder and colder. Drama was her life and no layman was allowed to comment.

"Oh? Then I would like to ask Mr. Zhao for some advice!"

Ning Wanli had known Xu Lingyun for many years, so she naturally knew that her friend was already very angry.

However, she did not stop him, but looked at Zhao Hao with interest, wanting to see what his reaction would be.

Zhao Hao shook his legs and looked carefree: "Since you are interested in asking for advice, then I will give you some advice!"

"Master Zhao, please speak!"

Xu Lingyun suppressed her anger, although she felt that this playboy probably didn't understand drama.

But her cultivation still made her decide to listen. No matter it was nonsense or good advice, she should at least listen to it first before speaking.

If it's really nonsense, even at the risk of offending this dude, he has to be kicked out.

Zhao Hao smiled and said slowly: "Actually, the people in the Qingyue class are very good at singing, and the typhoon is also very stable, but the bad thing is this book."

Hearing this, Ning Wanli couldn't help but cover her mouth, wondering if Zhao Hao did it on purpose.

If so, that would be such a loss!

Because this script was revised by Xu Lingyun himself and she is very proud of it.

Xu Lingyun still had a smile on her face, but she didn't even have the intention to speak. She only made a gesture of invitation.

"This script is too old!"

Zhao Hao did not save face for Xu Lingyun, and talked eloquently: "This play should be born out of a certain play in the Han Dynasty. I can't remember the name, but I still remember the general plot. It is nothing more than chaos at the beginning and abandonment at the end.

The story is just that you changed the princess who admired the heartless man into the daughter of a high official.

In this way, the pressure from external powers is reduced, and the greedy desire of the heartless man becomes more prominent, making it even more hateful. It is indeed a reasonable adaptation. But after all, it is old wine in new bottles, no... not even new bottles.

At least when I looked at this bottle, which was nothing new, I didn’t have any desire to take a sip."

Xu Lingyun: "..."

A layer of sullenness appeared on her face, but this anger was not directed at Zhao Hao, but at herself.

There is no doubt that Zhao Hao understands drama.

Although I couldn't name the old play, I clearly stated my ideas for adapting it.

It turns out that my adaptation is not even old wine in new bottles.

She took a deep breath, and the wariness and contempt in her expression disappeared, replaced by respect: "Please give me some advice, Mr. Zhao!"

Although in her eyes, Zhao Hao's research on scripts may not be better than hers.

But if Zhao Hao has such knowledge, he can at least discuss it on an equal footing with him, so he should have a more respectful attitude.

Zhao Hao originally wanted to tease her, but seeing her serious attitude, he couldn't help but couldn't bear it, so he smiled and said: "It's not impossible to give me some advice, but..."

Xu Lingyun said quickly: "The price is easy to talk about!"

Zhao Hao's smile was a little weird: "Master Xu, you may not be able to afford my price!"

Xu Lingyun hesitated: "This..."

At this time, Meng Longtang, who had been silent for a long time, took the opportunity to speak: "Miss Xu! Mainly, you have only been in Beijing for a short time, and you don't know the market situation of our Brother Ritian. A wealthy businessman once valued his poems. The most common poem is

More than 100 gold, good poetry...

For example, the "Clouds Think Clothes, Flowers Think Face" gifted to the princess is worth more than a thousand gold! If this poem was given to an oiran, the value would even increase by two thousand gold!"

Hearing this, Xu Lingyun was stunned and seemed a little at a loss for a moment.

Although her Qingyue Troupe was relatively successful, it was only a small theater troupe after all. If the play was really worth a fortune, she would not be able to afford it anyway.

At this moment, a pleasant voice sounded.

"Sister Lingyun, don't panic. No matter how much Mr. Zhao offers, as long as your sister likes it, Wanli will buy it for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at Ning Wanli.

Xu Lingyun's eyes were extremely moved, but also full of resistance.

Zhao Hao's eyes widened, full of threats.

Seeing his reaction, Ning Wanli's eyes flashed with a smile of success, and she raised her eyebrows provocatively at Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao cursed in his heart, Damn it! This bitch actually figured out what I wanted to do!

Fortunately, Xu Lingyun declined: "Wanli must not do it! Sister, I have some savings here. It would be best if I can afford it. If I can't afford it, it only means that I have no connection with this play. Mr. Zhao, please open a

Price it!"

What a good man!

Zhao Hao admired Xu Lingyun more and more, so he directly made his own conditions: "I don't need Xu Lingyun to pay, I just want to buy the Qingyue class with 500 gold. In this way, we will become a family. The script is given to

What’s wrong with you?”

"What!"

Everyone was shocked.

Ning Wanli, on the other hand, looked at Zhao Hao with interest, as if she had already expected this result.

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Chapter completed!