This festival of troubadours lasts for three days, and today is the first day.

In the morning, Sanka moved from the ninth to the seventh.

Because someone was temporarily promoted, many people realized the appearance of the dark horse and wanted to come over and listen to the story of the dark horse.

Who would have thought that when they heard this, they would never be able to walk again.

They hurriedly asked the audience around them about the previous plot, and when they learned about Xiao Yan's previous experience, they were like a wheat field with a long drought and nectar, and they were relieved, but at the same time, they were also unhappy about the unfair experience that Xiao Yan had experienced.

They were desperate to know what was going on.

There were more and more people in the seventh room, thunderous applause continued, and more and more signatures on the parchment paper reached more than 1,500.

When the time came in the afternoon, the organizers informed Sanka that he had been promoted again, this time in the fourth venue, which could accommodate 1,200 people.

The podium was finally no longer bare.

In addition to the awnings, there are various painted curtains behind the scenes, which are changed at the request of the speakers.

In this way, Sanka stood on the stage and told the story of "Breaking the Sky" for an afternoon.

By the time he left, the wandering coins in the tall hat had escaped, and there was no shadow of the tall hat at all.

There are so many travel coins, let alone taking them, it is estimated that only a trolley can transport them.

But fortunately, the organizers had long anticipated this scene, and they said that they could sort out and keep these Youfang coins for Sanka.

Someone helped to watch, Sanka was naturally happy, and while the others were still racing against time, hoping to attract more listeners, he had already followed Xiao Hei and them back to the Forgotten Worries Tavern.

On the one hand, he has to tell the story of "Star Change" at night, and on the other hand, he wants to introduce someone to Xiao Hei.

"Since it was Sanka who introduced me, then I also told you clearly, I will tell the story, you tell it, and then eat and live, a monthly salary of 30 silver coins, if you want, you will stay, if you don't want to, you will never see me." Hei said to Mursi as he stood on the table in his bedroom.

After a short period of stunned, Mursi showed a sudden realization expression: "It turns out that Sanka's story came out of you, and it just so happens that I have nowhere to go during this time, and the reward you gave is also very fair, so I choose to stay." ”

"Field, how is your second floor being remodeled?" asked Blackie.

Now that the first floor of the Forget Worries tavern, blacksmith shop, and bakery has been opened, the general frame has been revealed, and the aisle is paved with floor tiles and painted.

And the construction of the second floor began at the same time as the renovation of the first floor of the blacksmith shop and bakery, and now that the façade has been erected, I just don't know how the interior has been done.

"If you want to live in it, it is estimated that you will have to wait a few days, but the layout of the first floor is built according to the Forget Worry Tavern, because it only sells bread, and the shop will be smaller, but I also put a long sofa, if Master Mursi does not dislike it, you can sleep on the sofa at night. Field looked at Mursi Dao.

"How can I dislike it, if I don't dislike it?" The troubadour always goes, and the story goes wherever it goes, and I am already content with having a dwelling place to live, so how can I dislike it?" said Morsi.

"Alright, Field, Master Morsi has been in charge of you for a while now. Blackie looked at Field and said.

"No problem. ”

Xiao Hei looked at Mursi again: "Sanka will have a game tomorrow, his voice is very important, and I will ask Sanka to bring you the draft of the change of stars, and you will be responsible for the speech at the Forget Worry Tavern tonight." ”

"Boss, how can this be? It's less than an hour before dark, how can it be too late to prepare for a night's speech?" Sanka's voice was a little hoarse.

However, he didn't want Morsey to be in any trouble at the Forgetful Tavern more than his ranking in the Wandering Club.

"Do you want to be speechless during tomorrow's game?" said Xiao Hei angrily.

"I..."

Sanka wanted to say something, but Mursi smiled and raised his hand to prepare: "It's okay, I didn't say that I couldn't bring a manuscript, right?"

"This!" Sanka looked at Mursi as if he had discovered a new continent.

You must know that Master Morsi had never brought a script to his previous speeches, and all the stories were in his mind.

"Just from scratch, when I was young, when I was still an unknown troubadour, I also read according to the manuscript, and there is no shame in reading the manuscript, mainly with my own emotions, to be able to let my emotions infect others, so that people can understand the psychological situation of the characters at that time, which is the most important thing. Mursi nodded to Sanka: "This is what we troubadours should really do." ”

"Thank you, Master Mursi, I see!" Sanka bowed deeply to Mursi.

Xiao Hei looked at the two of them, his eyes gurgling, and an immature idea came to his mind.

Perhaps a troubadour team could be organized, one voice at a time, recorded with a phonograph, and then sold in batches.

It should be very profitable, right?

In this way, there is no need for a real person to speak at the night of the Forget Worry Tavern, just put a gramophone stone on the counter.

It's like a music bar, this format should be very popular, right?

However, now he has only two troubadours in his hands, Mursi and Sanka, and this troubadour team has a long way to go.

After saying a few more words, Mursi and Sanka went to Sanka's room to pick up the manuscript, and soon the next room heard Mursi's low voice, and the occasional plucking of strings.

After more than an hour, the customers downstairs were noisy, and Sanka and Mursi walked down the stairs slowly, and the customers' eyes immediately looked over.

"Master Sanka, let's start quickly! Although the story of "Breaking the Sky" is very exciting, I still want to hear the follow-up plot of "Star Change", Qin Yu has survived the forty-nine heavenly tribulation, right?"

"! How can the story of "Star Change" be as wonderful as "Breaking the Sky", Master Sanka, you will talk about "Breaking the Sky" from today on! ”

"What bastard are you talking about! Why do you say that "Star Change" is not as exciting as "Breaking the Sky", duel, I want to duel with you!"

"Duel, come on, let's go outside, I'm going to finish you out in a minute, and then I'll come back and listen to "Breaking the Sky." ”

How many years have I not seen the audience fight for a story, and Morsi is a little hesitant and embarrassed.

But this scene, Sanka is no longer surprised, he came to the open space by the window, cleared his throat and said: "Everyone, don't be impatient, "Breaking the Sky" is my entry, so I can't tell the follow-up plot now, but I promise to wait for the tour party to pass." ”

Sanka took a deep breath: "From 9 p.m. to 1 a.m. in the future, I will tell the story of "Breaking the Sky". ”

"Ah! Master Sanka's speech has been shortened!"

Sanka smiled slightly and looked at Mursi: "From 5 to 9 o'clock in the afternoon, Master Mursi will give a speech on the follow-up plot of "Star Change", I hope everyone can support Master Mursi as much as they support me!"

After all, Mursi is a little older, and for the sake of Mursi's body, Sanka took the initiative to give up the first half of his time.

"Good!"

There was a loud roar inside the tavern, if nothing else, simply because the time of the speech had been extended.

It used to be 7 p.m. to 12 a.m., but now it's from 5 p.m. to 1 a.m., three hours more!