Qiankun Storyteller

Chapter 75 White Snake
"It's started?"

"Hurry up, grab a good spot!"

"Where is the seat, the ticket is booked!"

"Father, let's go, I want to watch a big show, to watch Wu Song fight a tiger!"

With the sound of the gong, the troupe opened, and those who had bought tickets stopped wandering around and rushed to the troupe to occupy their seats.

Meng Fanyin and Zi Yan stood in the middle of the street, like two rocks separating the flow of people. People didn't see them abnormally, but they didn't ignore them either.

Meng Fanyin looked at the crowd filing in, frowned slightly, remained silent for a long time, and finally unconsciously walked towards the theater troupe.

Meng Fanyin came to the door of the theatrical troupe, but was stopped by two people in front of the door raising their hands.

"Where are the tickets?"

"..."

Meng Fanyin was silent for a while, and finally took out an ingot of silver and handed it to the two door gods.

The expressions of the two remained unchanged, and they said calmly: "The tickets are sold out, so come early tomorrow!"

"..."

Meng Fanyin held the silver and looked at the two of them, not knowing what to do for a while.

At this moment, Zi Yan stepped forward and handed two tickets to the two of them.

The two checked the pass tickets and then gave way to the road.

"Let's go!"

Zi Yan smiled at Meng Fanyin: "Today I invite the fairy to watch a play."

"..."

Meng Fanyin glanced at her, said nothing, and stepped into the arena.

Zi Yan smiled and followed her, and the two walked to the second floor together.

Entering the theater troupe, one can see the layout, a large stage in the center, and dozens of rows of bench seats with backrests under the stage, which can accommodate hundreds of people.

This is the ground floor, closest to the stage.

The second floor is not high and there are not many seats. Except for a few private rooms, the rest can only sit leaning on the railing. Compared with the first floor, it is farther away from the stage, but it does not affect the viewing. It is also very spacious and can serve wine table, watching a play while drinking.

The situation on the third floor is similar, it is higher and farther than the second floor, so the price is lower than the second floor.

The second floor is in the middle, and the ticket price is so high that most people can't afford it.

Zi Yan and Meng Fanyin walked upstairs, and under the guidance of a waiter, they came to the seats corresponding to the tickets.

After the two sat down, the waiter handed them a menu: "What do you two want to eat?"

Zi Yan nodded: "Alright, what do you have to eat?"

The man laughed and said: "Our steamed stuffed bun is known as the most delicious in Anping. You should try it, and pair it with the signature Toupingxiang. Can I ask for a small altar!"

Zi Yan smiled and said: "Then do it like this."

"okay!"

"..."

The buddy retreated, Zi Yan turned her eyes back, looked at the stage below, and said with a chuckle: "Such a large troupe is rare in Yunzhou City, let alone such a small remote county, it is unusual!"

Meng Fanyin didn't respond, she took another menu on the table and flipped through it. It was today's opera book list, with a brief introduction and a general plot.

"Water Margin?"

"Wusong?"

"Da Song?"

"Baogong?"

"White snake..."

Looking at the introduction on the playlist, Meng Fanyin frowned slightly in surprise.

Seeing this, Zi Yan was also curious, and stretched out her hand to take a picture of the playlist from the next table.

"Um……"

"It's a bit of a novelty."

"It's a pity that I still can't escape the frame."

"Da Song, Da Zhou, it's just a name change!"

Zi Yan put down the playlist and looked at Meng Fanyin again: "Sister Fanyin thinks it's interesting?"

Meng Fanyin ignored it and just looked at the audience.

Zi Yan still wanted to pester her, but she saw the waiter go and come back, bringing two baskets of steamed stuffed buns and two jars of wine to the table.

"Ok!"

Zi Yan sniffed, and was surprised in her eyes: "This wine...is passable!"

After finishing speaking, he uncovered the jar, poured himself a cup, looked at Meng Fanyin again, and said teasingly: "Fairy Fanyin also has a cup, oh, I almost forgot, Fairy Fanyin has long since stopped eating fireworks in the world, this five grains can't It has polluted the fairies' flesh and bones, let the younger sister drink alone!"

Meng Fanyin was unmoved, ignored her, and let her have yin and yang, with needles in her hair.

suddenly……

"Clang clang!"

The vocals and music sounded together, the drama started, and the curtain slowly opened, and it was the first one - Wu Song Fighting the Tiger!
What is this play?

Peking opera, Shaoxing opera?
Pingju, Yuju?
Or Huangmei Opera?
neither!
It's a drama!
These traditional operas have their own limitations. In terms of artistry, there is nothing to say, but in terms of narrative performance, they are not as easy to understand, simple and straightforward as vernacular dramas.

The traditional drama is heavy on the void.

Vernacular drama is heavy on reality.

There is no distinction between the two, only suitable or not.

Su Wen felt that vernacular dramas were more suitable, so he chose vernacular dramas and fused some traditional dramas to create a Su opera.

Judging from the audience's reaction and aura harvest, the effect is very good.

I saw the curtain opened, and the scene appeared, it was Jingyanggang Restaurant, where the three bowls could not pass.

Afterwards, the narration sounded, and the main characters and supporting roles appeared on stage, performing on stage.

"On Jingyang Ridge, the sky is dark and the ground is dark, Wu Song's wine is surging, half drunk and half awake, in the small woods, walking chaotically!"

"Suddenly there was a thunderclap, Lin Lin rushed out of the King of Beasts!"

"One's minions are crazy, and the other's fists are fierce!"

"Three points of drunkenness, ten points of punching!"

"..."

After all, a drama is just a drama, relying only on narration and music, without camera performance, it is far less shocking than the movie screen.

Therefore, from Su Wen's point of view, this drama on the stage is not perfect, and there are still many flaws and deficiencies, especially this kind of martial arts drama that mainly focuses on fighting.

But Su Wen is Su Wen, and the audience is the audience. They have not experienced the bombardment of film art, but this stage play is enough to dazzle the pure audience, and it feels very exciting.

But after a while, there was applause from the audience, and everyone applauded.

Only Ziyan upstairs propped her chin, looking bored: "Bored!"

Meng Fanyin didn't say anything, didn't watch the play, didn't look at the people, just looked at the play list in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

But this did not affect the performances on stage, one after another, Wu Song replaced, Yang Zhi took the stage, and then pulled the town of Guanxi Jiang Menshen to fight, and the first few games with a heated atmosphere were over.

After the heated martial arts performances are over, it's time to switch to the main stage. After hearing the sound of gongs and drums, the curtain opens again, and it's already a court, with a group of characters appearing along with the singing...

"There's one in Kaifeng~Bao Qingtian!"

"Be unselfish~ Distinguish loyalty from traitors!"

"Heroes from the rivers and lakes come to help, Wang Chao Mahan is by his side..."

The big play on the stage is sung again, and the real Baogong will perform it, with both form and spirit, and it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, and the fake and real.

"Pang Yu, your crime is unforgivable, and this government will sentence you to a guillotine according to the law!"

"Open the guillotine!"

"Bao Zheng, how dare you..."

"Father, save me!"

"Guillotine!"

"it is good!!!"

Restricted by the stage, Bao Gong’s case, which focuses on literature and drama, is far more exciting than the martial arts drama of Outlaws of the Marsh. In particular, the real Bao Gong’s performance of the deity, with his body and spirit, is full of majesty, so that everyone in the audience can’t tell whether it’s a fake show or a real one. It was still a real drama and a fake one. After the panic and fear, they all applauded and contributed a lot of aura to Su Wen.

Aura?

That's right, aura!
As a book spirit, Bao Gong's performance on stage can bring Su Wen a spiritual harvest.

This is the result of Su Wen's experiment and verification.

Lingyun must have a receiver before it can be transferred to the mountain of books.

Take Su Wen as an example. When Su Wen is telling stories, he is the receiver of the aura. Only through him as a receiver can the aura contributed by the audience be transferred to the mountain of books.

If there is no receiver, it means that the audience has contributed the aura, and Shushan can't receive it, so it can't be used by Su Wen.

Just like... those storytellers who copied the pirated version of Su Wen, even if those pirated guys said exactly the same as what he said, he would not receive any auras, because there is no receiver, and those auras cannot be transferred mountain of books.

As the subordinate of Su Wen's summoning, Shu Ling can also be used as a receiver to receive the aura and transfer it to Shushan, but there is a little loss in the middle, about 100% to 100%, unlike Su Wen who can accept [-]% and transfer [-]%.

But compared to the benefits brought by Shuling, this loss is completely acceptable. Su Wen can even set up a Shuling entertainment company, relying on Shuling to earn aura, which can not only offset the consumption of Shuling, but also bring To generate a lot of income.

Kill two birds with one stone!
……

"Ok!"

On the second floor, Zi Yan was leaning against the guardrail, watching the grand play of Duke Bao in the audience, and stretched her waist: "Not bad, it's quite exciting, but it's a pity that it doesn't suit my taste, what do you think, Sister Meng?"

After finishing speaking, he turned his eyes to Meng Fanyin who was at the side.

Meng Fanyin ignored it, got up and walked downstairs.

As Zi Yan said, although this drama is wonderful, it is not to their taste, and it is difficult to resonate with them. The sudden impulse just now has disappeared at this moment.

When you rise, you come, and when you go, you go!
Meng Fanyin didn't say much, and walked downstairs, Zi Yan also stood up, bouncing and following her, continuing to talk nonsense and rambling.

Right at this moment...

"Su Wen, the inferior, came to the stage today, and I will tell you a story of a marriage where the white snake crosses love and breaks through catastrophe and ascends to heaven!"

(End of this chapter)