Great Leaving the Night's Watch

Chapter 114 Wu Song: This weird thing doesn't appear in third-rate novels...

"Attention, Mr. Guan, Part 2: Takejiro's Spring!"

As soon as the Fusang artist opened his mouth, Shi Bin was amused.

The storytelling of the artists in Dali Dynasty is to act directly.

Fusang artists may be more professional in order to show themselves, so they pay more attention to these details.

Returning to the 2nd episode, Takejiro...

The story of the tiger fighting hero makes you decorate, ah no, how is it so funny to dress up!
I have to boast that Fusang artists are really 120% serious about their work.

Some people say that the people there are very fond of it, and they are also very good at learning the essence of other people's culture.

For example, only learn the advantages of the Han and Tang dynasties, but not the eunuchs and feudal towns!

Get rid of the chaff and save the chaff, make full use of strengths and avoid weaknesses.

In all honesty, that's pretty remarkable.

The same goes for acting. According to their habits, there is no such thing as "the judge".

But they feel that they can make money by saying this, so they learn it decisively and quickly.

However, it is very likely that they have never seen any plays related to Wu Song, and there are more traces of imitation and copying, and more traces of learning and selling.

The previous plot has basically remained unchanged.

The latter is obviously an artistic re-creation based on their own understanding.

They believe that since the audience masters like to watch these dirty things between uncles and sisters-in-law, they may make more money by performing them in this way.

They also secretly laughed at the stupidity of Da Lichao's troupe.

I saw Pan Jinlian said to Wu Song through drunkenness: "If uncle wants to eat half a cup of residual wine from my slave..."

This girl from Fusang Kingdom is also quite pretty, just like the wild flowers on the roadside.

Wearing a hibiscus hat and playing Wu Song, the actor declined and said, "Sister-in-law, don't blame me, I just finished eating Huanglian Detoxification Soup, this...is not suitable for drinking..."

Shi Bin: "..."

Xiao Fei: "..."

Also Nima Huanglian Jiedu Decoction, fortunately they don't live in the 21st century, otherwise it is estimated that even cephalosporin anti-inflammatory tablets can be prepared.

Pan Jinlian persuaded again: "Have a drink~~"

Wu Song wanted to push back but greeted him: "This is not good. Hungry (probably me, Fusang people can't pronounce correctly) can't do such a thing."

At this time, the narration came:
Outside, the cherry blossoms are fragrant, and the crisp sound of Satsuma pipa is heard in the distance, which is sultry.

Then the guy with the Satsumo Pipa really played a few times as if it was the real deal.

Bang bang, better than bouncing cotton.

Immediately afterwards, the person in charge of the narration said:

The beautiful celestial music, did it come from Xianfeng Temple, or Yuantian Palace?

Wu Song drank another half a bowl of wine - it's really not easy to act here, these Fusang artists can't get enough to eat, how can they have money to buy wine?
But without props, you have to act like a trick.

So I had no choice but to pretend to have wine, put the bowl to my mouth and drink it hard, and I had to pretend to be a little drunk after drinking.

Life is too hard.

"Sister-in-law, my little brother is a little drunk, I have to go to bed first, please stay with me! Goodbye!" Wu Song said, but his legs did not move.

Pan Jinlian's smile trembled wildly: "I'm afraid that uncle's words may not be as good as his heart. Ah Mie Die..."

Shi Bin felt that Xiao Fei's bones were shattered with that one sentence, Mie Die.

The narration sounded at the right time:

Wu Songming knew that this was not good, but he still felt the heat in his heart.

Shi Bin: "..."

Xiao Fei: "..."

Pan Jinlian continued to tease: "If the uncle doesn't speak, the slave family will be the uncle and acquiesce..."

So I pounced on it like a hungry tiger...

Wu Song yelled: "Baga! Since you can't avoid it, let's let hunger sink!"

Shi Bin: "Pfft."

Xiao Fei: "Pfft."

Experts see the same thing.

The two spouted a mouthful of wine at the same time.

I couldn't help it.

These Fusang artists have been performing for a long time, sweating profusely.

Want to bring forth the new through the old, come up with ideas, show a new level of art, and earn money!
If you have money, you must have enough food every day!

yeah!
Ended.

A new play, this is the end.

This group of people happily imitated Da Lichao's troupe and came to find someone to give a reward.

"The rich man holds a silver market, and the poor man who has no money holds a personal market!"

The people of Fusang country are too straight-minded.

Will not work around.

The artists of Dalichao speak carefully, and what they say to the audience has been polished many times.

Try not to let the audience master find fault with a single word.

People say that "the rich give money", and the second half of the sentence never mentions the word "the poor", because no one likes to hear these three words.

Speaking is an art in itself.

An expert can make people feel like spring breeze with what they say.

A stupid person can say harmless words so enraged that he wants to raise a knife.

No one likes others to use the three words "no money" to refer to themselves.

You respect their emotions, take care of their self-esteem, and maybe give you a penny.

Otherwise, it will be a prostitution to the end.

Sure enough, the Fusang entertainers were so focused on keeping the plot from collapsing (in fact, this goal was not achieved) that they didn't care about learning the art of speaking, which pissed off the audience.

Although it is said that you have no money, people will not fight with you.

However, those kind and simple people in Dali Dynasty who felt that the acting was not good, but still felt that they had no credit and hard work for half a day, heard this sentence after they took out a penny covered with oil from their crumpled butt pockets , and put the money back in the butt pocket.

save.

Who made you dumbfounded, you don't know the art of speaking, and you use your mouth to play the role of your butt.

So the group of people went back and forth three times, but there was still no penny in the hat.

It's bad enough that there is no special tray for collecting money, but the hat is used as a tray, and no money is taken.

Sad.

Hungry croaking. (It’s too boring to use cooing all the time, so I want to change the word)

There was a young man from the court wearing a scholar's crown, who looked like a scholar.

He sympathizes with these wandering entertainers from foreign lands and wants to help them, but he has more than enough energy.

No money.

I had to put three broad beans in their hats.

Holding a hat, the Fusang artist couldn't laugh or cry, and said with a frowning face, "Brother, if you can, I'd better give some money, these broad beans are enough for anyone to eat."

The scholar blushed and said, "No money."

After a long time, it is also a prostitute.

The scholar turned and left after speaking.

The Fusang entertainer who played the role of the tiger said to the boss: "Don't always ask the poor for money, they are also poor themselves."

The leader of the artist stood there dumbfounded, and sighed loudly: "Oh, even a person like me is so poor, what can the poor people in the world do?"

An old man who often prostituted himself cursed in a low voice in the distance: "Who the hell is not better than you? Look at how poor you are."

The girl who played Pan Jinlian said: "Why don't we also ask that high official, he has a lot of money. Look at him, he has raised so many private soldiers, does he seem to have no money?"

After speaking, he pointed at Shi Bin.

"Yoxi." They walked towards Shi Bin together.

The head artist held his hat high, looked at Shi Bin and said seriously: "Master, high officials! We are better than them, please reward me with 11 taels of silver! The extra tael is for art."

Shi Bin said: "How much?"

The head artist repeated: "11 taels."

Shi Bin asked: "Give it to me? Bring it."

After all, reach out your hand.

Hua Mulan and the others laughed until they fell down.

The head artist and his subordinates were all taken aback.

Quickly explained: "No, Grand Master! We worked hard to perform for you, and you should reward us."

Shi Bin shook his head and said: "There are prerequisites for rewarding. You have to perform well to be rewarded. But what kind of crap are you acting! You have wasted my time, and a noble person like me , time is very valuable, so you have to compensate me for mental damage."

The Fusang girl blushed and hurriedly dragged the leader out: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't earn a penny, and pay back."

It would be nice if this ended there.

But when these stubborn guys were about to reach the periphery, they insisted on saying:
"Hmph, all the country bumpkins in Dali Dynasty don't understand art, a bunch of stupid pigs!"

Unfortunately, it was overheard.

There was a fat beating.

Fortunately, they ran fast, so they didn't break it.

If you don't act well, you just admit it.

The interpretation of the story of people's departure from the court is biased. If the market response is not good, then reflect more on yourself.

If you can't pull it out, it depends on the fact that the earth is not attractive.

There is no such reason in the world.

If you don't reflect on yourself and call the audience stupid pigs, you can only run away in despair.

I always watch dramas, and if I watch too much, I get bored.

Shi Bin ordered a tent to be set up and the meeting was held on the spot.

At this time Wu Songfei ran out like flying!

When Shi Bin saw him, he also looked at Shi Bin, neither speaking nor making gestures, pretending not to know him.

Then Wu Song ran eastward, Shi Bin left the others, only took Xiao Fei, pretended to go for a walk casually, and went to meet Wu Song.

After the three met, Shi Bin asked, "Was the assassination successful?"

Wu Song smiled helplessly and said: "This strange thing in the prefect's mansion will not appear in third-rate novels!"

Xiao Fei said, "Tell us quickly."

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