Rebirth of the drama: Ben Gong just wants to be salted fish

Chapter 703 Act out the story
Gao Yin watched her triumphantly, his eyelids twitched.

"Jiao'er, if I finish all these things according to what you said, will you forgive me?"

He always felt that this little girl was full of bad water, and he didn't know how she was plotting against him?

Rong Jiao admitted very generously: "Yes, these are the stories I wrote when I came here sometimes. You connect him into a story from the beginning to the end, so that I have another storybook. As long as you get it Well, I will forgive you, do you think I treat you very well?"

She said it simply.

Gao Yin vaguely knows that this job is not easy to do, don't let yourself take advantage of it?

"Okay, then I will do as you said, and I will put all these things in order again, but you are not allowed to lie to me, if you suddenly turn your face after I have finished everything, then I will not easily let you go you."

Gao Yin sometimes felt that he hadn't seen her through yet.

"Then what else do you want to do to me, I can tell you, the me now, if you dare to provoke me, it will definitely make you look good."

Rong Jiao felt that she was very talkative now, if this man didn't know what to do, she really couldn't blame her for being rude.

Gao Yin had no choice but to stay in the room for two consecutive days before he sorted out all the manuscripts, and even took a lot of effort to add things about the two of them.

Although it is very subtle, anyone with a heart can see it.

Rong Jiao has someone else to do it, and tidying up his things will naturally free up his hands. He never expected that the stories he wrote before would be sought after by many people.

Zhuang Wanshen came to her with a script book.

"Rong Jiao, I told you that the stories you wrote are good, and others will like them, but you still don't believe me! You see, these scripts we sell are almost sold out on the same day as soon as they come out, and there are never any leftovers. Thinking that since everyone likes to watch it so much, or you can think of a way to make something else."

Zhuang Wanshen seemed to have discovered a new business opportunity, thinking that as long as he grasped it well, he would definitely not lose money.

"Of course I can continue to learn, but you also know that writing these things is very labor-intensive. It doesn't mean that you can write it just by talking about it. It takes a period of time to slowly deliberate and conceive before you can write. It is not easy."

She felt that the first novel hadn't been finished yet, so she definitely didn't have so much thought to write the second one.

Suddenly there was an idea.

"If all the stories I wrote were performed by people, just like singing, do you think they will be liked by others?"

Zhuang Wanshen had never heard of such a thing, and was interested but also a little worried.

"Are you sure that if someone acts out the story you wrote, it will really be liked by others?"

Zhuang Wanshen has never been in contact with her before, so she has a little concern.

Rong Jiao is different. Most of the TV dramas I watch in modern times are adapted from novels, so I feel confident about my own plot adaptation, and everyone is happy to accept new things.

"It's like singing an opera. Those who like it will naturally like it, and those who don't like it will not go to see it. Anyway, the story has already been written, and we are rehearsing the play. Isn't that a better thing? If someone likes it, we will Put more effort into touring, if no one likes it, we just treat it as a temporary pastime."

She doesn't think there is any loss. Finding someone to rehearse doesn't need to cost a lot like modern stars. She just needs to find some people to act and practice according to the storyline, and everyone should put more thought into it.

"Just like what you said, the books we sell are read by people who can read and write, but those ordinary people are not our market. If we use people to act out, even storytellers are more exciting than that. People who can't read can see it, so why not do it? How do you know if others will like it if you don't try it?"

The more Rong Jiao talked, the more she felt that this was a very feasible method.

"Since even you are so interested, let's try, but I will trouble you again, because I don't know how to rehearse those tricks, you take the lead first, and I will find someone to learn with you later. Then you can relax a bit."

Zhuang Wanshen only thinks that this is a business opportunity. If it is done well, it will not worry about money in the future. If it is not done well, it will not be a small loss of capital. .

"Then this is just doing what you say, and we have to mention it on the agenda, so that if some people want to go with us before we have time to make a move, they will definitely seize the opportunity. When you turn back, you can follow the story. I want to find people out of the characters, and I think about how to do it better."

She felt that since it was a rehearsal, each character should have its own script, and her story was a generalization, which had to be disassembled.

"Zhuang Wanshen, take your story book to talk to that person, and then let him know that all the characters here have their own stories. When we invite people, we only need them to hold their own parts. The place where you want to perform, this will be much more convenient."

Rong Jiao felt that fortunately she came from the modern era, so she could understand these things without much effort.

"Let's just say that you are not an easy woman. It's true. According to what you said, if you think about it this way, it will save you a lot of time and effort. Don't worry, I will take care of the preparations for people in the early stage. You can just teach those people well later. Just act."

Zhuang Wanshen didn't think she could sing, she just wanted to see what he would do.

Rong Jiao took the opportunity to draw Ling'er over.

"Your brother Zhuang has new things to do now, do you want to help?"

she asked her deliberately.

Linger began to hesitate.

"But I don't know how to do anything. If I come to help, will it be a waste of help? I'm afraid that I won't be able to really reduce the burden for you, but it will make you more and more busy."

The more she spoke, the lower her voice became, and she lowered her head. At this moment, Ling'er felt that she was really useless and couldn't do anything well.

She hated herself for being like this.

It never felt like she needed to know anything before, but now she really, really wants to help.

"You don't have to worry about me being here. I will teach you well. If you don't know anything, just come to me."

Rong Jiao patted her heart, thinking that taking one person is taking care of her, and taking two people is also taking care of her. Ling'er is lively and simple, just being with her doesn't feel tiring.

"Sister Rong Jiao, you are so kind to me."

"I also think I'm so kind to you. I don't know why I see you as if I saw my own relatives. For no reason, I feel that you are very pleasing to the eye, and I really want to get close to you. Do you think it's strange?"

Rong Jiao smiled, and finally felt that she was busy, and that she was getting closer and closer to making a fortune in ancient times, and maybe in the near future, she could also become a wealthy little rich woman.

She was looking forward to that moment...

"Ling'er, you've been by my side more recently."

(End of this chapter)