"Then who, Xiao Zhang, go and see why Xiao Lin hasn't come to the team yet, the rehearsal of the drama. ”

Zhou Zijing walked to the old fish head, and after instructing a handyman to find Lin Zheng, he said to the old fish head: "Why are there so few people today?"

The old fish head said, "You ask me, I still wonder...... This doesn't make sense, it stands to reason that the response to your drama yesterday was good, and there should be a lot of people today, so why is it so deserted. ”

"Let's take a look again, if there are still not many people later, then there will be no drama today. ”

The old fish head nodded, and the two chatted casually for nearly ten minutes, and just as Zhou Zijing was about to leave, Xiao Zhang, Lin Zheng's handyman who had been ordered by him to look for him, ran back sweating profusely.

"Oh no, no, something is wrong!" Xiao Zhang shouted as he ran.

"What are you yelling about, what's going on?" asked the old fish head with a frown.

Xiao Zhang ran out of breath, supported his knees with his hands and gasped for breath for a while, and then said with a red face: "Someone in the village is talking about books, and the big guys are going to listen to books there." ”

"I said why there are so few people today, it turned out that Mr. Sun was telling the story. After thinking for a while, the old fish head said, "Anyway, there is still some time, Lao Zhou, why don't we go and take a look?"

Zhou Zijing nodded, "Mr. Sun said that he really has to listen to it." ”

Then he asked Xiao Zhang, "Didn't you ask you to go to Brother Xiaolin, what about people?"

"Boss, it's wrong, it's wrong!" Xiao Zhang cried.

The old fish shook his head, "What's wrong?"

"It's not Mr. Sun who tells the story!"

Zhou Zijing was also stunned and asked, "In this Daoxiang Village, apart from Mr. Sun, I don't remember who else can tell a story?"

Storytelling is not a profession that anyone can do. A storyteller must not only be articulate and eloquent, but also have rich reading experience, be able to read books to death, and then read books alive, which is not counted, and finally he has to live the books to be considered a storyteller.

Although both of them came to Daoxiang Village for the first time to set up a team, they also had some understanding of Daoxiang Village, and within a radius of 100 miles from the entire village, there was only Mr. Sun who could be regarded as a famous storyteller.

"It's really not Mr. Sun, it's ...... who tells the story" Xiao Zhang hurriedly said: "It's from our team!"

"In our team?" the old fish head was even more confused, in the old fish head's impression, how could there be anyone in the Yu family's class who could tell stories?

If there was such a person, Lao Yutou would have made a platform for people in the team to tell stories.

"It can't be Brother Xiaolin, right?" Compared with the old fish head, Zhou Zijing's brain is much more flexible, and he instantly thought that he asked Xiao Zhang to find Lin Zheng, but he brought back such a news, so it is speculated that Zhou Zijing felt that the person Xiao Zhang said should be Lin Zheng.

"That's right, it's Brother Lin. Brother Lin has been talking all morning in the tea shop, good guy, now the tea shop is surrounded by water......"

Although his speculation was confirmed, the expression on Zhou Zijing's face was still extremely exciting, "This Xiaolin, can you still talk about books?"

can sing opera, can talk about cross talk, can act in comedy, and now talk about books, and most importantly, people do everything well!

This Lin Zheng really surprised Lao Yutou and Zhou Zijing.

"This Xiaolin, if you tell a story, you will tell a story, but what's the matter with going to someone else's tea shop, how can you say that you are also a person in our opera team, why did this elbow turn out. ”

The old fish head scolded with a smile, and after glancing at Zhou Zijing, both of them were ready to go to see what Lin Zheng was capable of, and he could attract many listeners.

When the three of them went to the street and walked near the teahouse, they found that the entire teahouse was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

"Xiao Zhang, what kind of book is Xiao Lin talking about, the movement is so big?" said the old fish head looking at the lively tea shop.

"I heard...... It is an original novel by Brother Lin...... "Xiao Zhangdang told Lao Yutou and Zhou Zijing the news he heard 1510.

The two of them are Leng again, this special meow, even the novel has been written?

What else will you Lin Zheng not do?

When Lin Zheng listened to it outside the tea shop, it was Lin Zheng's voice, and after listening patiently for a while, he found that Lin Zheng was really right, otherwise he would not have attracted so many people to listen.

The old fish head was suddenly a little unhappy, thinking that you Lin happened to be someone in the team, and no one stopped you if you wanted to tell the story, you just said it in the team, how could you go to others to solicit business for others.

This is already "doing private work" in the troupe, and this situation is of course not allowed.

It's okay to do the dead work, and there is such a big battle, and even the customers in the team are attracted away, and no one is happy to change it.

So the old fish head spent a lot of effort to squeeze in from the periphery, but Lin Zheng still squeezed his eyebrows at the old fish head after seeing it, and immediately made the old fish head angry.

"What are you doing?" asked the old fish head knowingly.

Lin Zheng took the opportunity to take a sip of tea to moisten his throat and said, "Tell the story!"

"The interest is good, and the words are good. The old fish said with a straight face: "So you don't care about the things in the team?"

"Don't forget, you're part of the team now. ”

Lin Zheng sighed in his heart when he heard this, and secretly said that it was bad now, and he forgot about it, so he immediately waved his hand and said: "Scattered, everyone dispersed, don't say it, don't say it." ”

At this time, Lin Zhengzheng said that Xiao Yan had just obtained the Red Lotus Demon Fire, and the audience was listening to it unstoppably, but they didn't think that Lin Zheng suddenly put aside his burden and stopped talking, and the audience was naturally unhappy.

"Say one more paragraph, one more paragraph! It's often said, so why can't you say it without saying it? An uncle said like a tongue twister.

"Well, it's still early, and we'll talk about it later!" said another.

"I said that the big guy just listens to books and doesn't drink tea, people are naturally not happy to talk about it, boss, hurry up and bring me some good tea!" One person thought that Lin Zheng thought that they were patronizing and listening and did not consume, so he stopped talking, so he ordered a few pots of good tea loudly.

Lin Zheng waved his hand, and was about to say that if he wanted to listen to books, he had to go to the troupe to listen, but after thinking about it, he said this kind of thing in someone's teahouse, isn't this obviously robbing other people's business, and in other people's teahouses, there is also Mr. Sun talking about books.

So Lin Zheng thought about it and said: "Everyone, I'm sorry, I really can't say it at this time, in fact, I'm just a singer, it's all nonsense just now, the big guy is free, you can come to Yujiaban to listen to me sing, but storytelling, it's really not good at this time." ”

Lin Zheng's words finally made the old fishhead's face look a little better, and after snorting coldly, he was about to leave the tea shop with Lin Zheng in his hand.

However, at this time, Mr. Sun didn't know when he stopped in front of the two, he looked at Lin Zheng with burning eyes and asked, "This is your first time telling a story?"

"Yes, this is the first time I have told a story, and I have made a fool of myself in front of Mr. Sun. ”

Mr. Sun asked again, "Are you really a singer?"

"That's right, the kid is singing in the Yu family's class. Lin Zheng said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Good, good, good!" Mr. Sun said three times in a row, "Young man, I don't know if you are interested in learning to tell from the old man?"

As soon as Mr. Sun said this, the audience was in an uproar, he was going to accept Lin Zheng as an apprentice!