When Lin Zheng heard this, he turned around and looked at it, and couldn't help but straighten his eyes.

The one who spoke was a girl of about twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in a water-red background patterned robe, with a skin that was brighter than snow, and her eyebrows were slender, if there were really fairies in this world, then Lin Zheng felt that the woman in front of her must be a fairy.

This woman's appearance has surpassed any woman Lin Zheng has seen in his life, even some big stars in the yang world cannot be compared.

What's even worse is that a woman with such a brilliant appearance also has a devilish body, that breasts, that ass......

Well......

Lin Zheng didn't dare to look at it more, for fear of nosebleeds.

"Maybe the peony flower is dead, and the ghost is also romantic, this is the kind of woman she is talking about. Lin Zheng silently read a sentence in his heart.

After seeing Lin Zheng seeing that his eyes were straight, there was no anger on the woman's delicate face, as if she had already been accustomed to it, but a maid behind her said: "What are you in a daze, my city is ......?"

The maid suddenly realized something, and immediately changed her words: "My Miss Chen asked you!"

Lin Zheng scratched his head and said, "I'm worried...... What's the matter, is there anything bothering the girl?"

"Not that. The woman shook her head and said, "You said later, what flows east?"

Lin Zheng suddenly sighed and said: "You said this, it is one of the words in a poem, asking you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward." ”

This poem is an extremely famous poem by Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty - when is the poppy beauty • spring flowers and autumn moons. In the yang world, this is a very classic poem, but according to Lin Zheng's understanding of the underworld, there seems to be no powerful poet in the history of the underworld.

"How sad can you be, strangle a river of spring water flowing eastward...... the woman read it silently, and her eyes immediately lit up, "This is a poem, right?"

"And one of them?"

"What about the rest?"

"Did you write it?"

The woman asked a barrage of questions like a machine gun.

"This is what a friend of mine wrote......" Lin Zheng scratched his head again, he was not thick enough to dare to steal the poem for himself.

"Can you tell me the whole song, then?" said the woman.

Lin Zheng nodded, "Of course you can." ”

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon? Xiaolou had an east wind last night, and the old garden could not look back at the moonlight.

The carved fence and jade masonry should still be there, but the face has changed. How sad can you be? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. ”

In the original sentence, it was originally "The old country is unbearable to look back at the moonlight", but Lin Zheng secretly changed it to the old garden, because there is no old country in the underworld, and it has always been the lord of the Yama Palace, and in the words of the old country, others can't understand it at all.

"Spring flowers and autumn leaves, how much do you know about the past......" The woman was shocked by this poppy, this was the first time she had heard such beautiful words in her life.

When she has nothing to do, she also likes to recite poems, but compared to the poppies she just heard in front of her, it is completely heaven and bottom.

If Lin Zheng knew that the beautiful woman in front of him had compared her own poems with those of Empress Li, he would definitely have laughed out loud......

What are you kidding, although people can't be emperors, but people write poems or something, but they are famous in history!

"Excuse me, is this friend of yours in Skylight City, can you introduce me to him?" the woman asked suddenly.

Lin Zheng didn't expect this beautiful woman to have such a question, and suddenly he didn't know how to answer, and he couldn't tell her that Li Yu, who wrote this poppy beauty, didn't know how many times he was reincarnated......

"Well, he's not in the city......" Lin Zheng said eventually.

The woman showed a look of regret when she heard this, "If that friend of yours has the opportunity to come to Skylight City, then please remember to introduce him." ”

After the woman finished speaking, she turned around and left, and the maid behind her took out a small card from nowhere and handed it to Lin Zheng.

The small card is the same as the dress worn by the woman, it is all bright red, and there are only four simple numbers on it, and these four numbers are the number of this beautiful woman's communication crystal, similar to the mobile phone number of the yang world.

The only difference is that the number of the communication crystal will basically not be used for more than three months, and as its energy disappears, the number will be useless.

Lin Zheng put the small card in his pocket, looked at the woman's departing back and muttered, "What a strange woman." ”

"Hmm...... A very beautiful strange woman. Lin Zheng added.

……

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Nothing was said all night.

The next morning, after still having breakfast in the inn, the group of Yu Jiaban set off to their base camp in Tianguang City-Ziyu Theater.

When they arrived at the destination, it was already noon, and after a hasty lunch, the handymen in the troupe began to load and unload props and salute and other things, while Lin Zheng became a little idle.

Seeing this, Zhou Zijing took the initiative to lead Lin Zheng around the theater, after all, it was the first time for Lin Zheng to come to their base camp.

"This is the main stage, and the general drama, Peking Opera and other large-scale stage performances are all here, and the venue can accommodate 300 people. Of course, compared with the four major theaters, the scale is certainly not large, but compared with the average small theater, the scale is not small. Zhou Zijing introduced.

Hearing this, Lin Zheng asked, "The four theaters?"

"Yes, the four theatres, the Théâtre Nacque, the Théâtre de la Fenice, the Louvre Théâtre and the Théâtre de la Garden, each with its own unique character. ”

"Take the Garden Theater as an example, the entire theater covers an area four or five times that of our Ziyu Theater, and there are seven or eight performance halls, the largest of which can accommodate 1,000 people. Moreover, the whole theater is built on a mountainside, with beautiful mountains and rivers and unique scenery, so it is called the Garden Theater."

Zhou Zijing continued: "But what is common is that each theater brings together the best people in the entire Tianguang City, whether it is Peking Opera, stage plays, acrobatic performances, storytelling, etc., each theater has its own signature artists. ”

"What about our theater, are there any signature artists?" Lin Zheng asked with a smile.

Zhou Zijing glanced at Lin Zheng deeply when he heard this, and said, "There wasn't before, but now there is." ”

"What do you mean?" Lin Zheng pointed to his nose and said, "Brother Zhou, you won't be talking about me, right?"

"That's right, that means you. ”

Zhou Zijing said: "I discussed with Lao Yu and planned to make you a signature artist of the Ziyu Theater. ”