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The painting is a very thick old tree trunk, it seems that in autumn, a few yellow leaves fall to the ground, staggered, Shang Xiu'er can't say anything, just feel that this arrangement is really comfortable. I also saw that under the root of the tree are dozens of ants, in different postures, there are more than a dozen carrying a worm corpse, and there is a big one that seems to be shouting and commanding them, in the depths of the tree hole, two ants can be faintly seen fighting, and another ant is holding a grain of rice to the other, as if paying tribute, all kinds of forms are numerous, as if the ants are painted alive, extremely vivid.

Xiao Liuye said: "How? ”

Shang Xiu'er said: "It's the first time I've seen someone draw ants, and it's really good!" When I was a kid, I also dug into tree holes and saw ants. ”

Xiao Liuye smiled: "Look at the payment." ”

Shang Xiu'er noticed that in the lower left corner of the painting, there was "Xiao Shi Yazheng", as well as the date and title, stamped with a small red clay print, the name was written sloppily, and it took a long time to identify it, Shang Xiu'er said "ah", looked up at Xiao Liuye, and seemed to be a little uncertain: "Wu Qixian?" ”

Xiao Liuye nodded and said, "Do you know him?" ”

"How could you not know?" Speaking of this, Shang Xiu'er was a little excited: "Then Lu Sheng is really good, he sings well, he plays better, from youth to old Longzhong, from hardship to wealth, he is amazing!" ”

Xiao Liuye saw Shang Xiu'er talking about the drama and the corner, his eyes lit up, he laughed a little, and he heard what she said that he could be regarded as having some insight, and nodded slightly in his heart, feeling that she was not unbearable, so he asked rhetorically: "Have you watched "Dream Huangliang"? ”

Shang Xiu'er nodded.

Xiao Liuye didn't ask her how she got the valuable Wu Qixian's tickets, but said lightly: "About five or six years ago, Wu Qixian found me and begged me to write him a notebook. The story of "Dream Huangliang" has been around since ancient times, but there are not many who can write a book, and even fewer can act it. Speaking of this, he slowly rolled up the scroll and inserted it into the blue and white scroll jar next to the bookcase, looked at Shang Xiu'er's face with envy, and said, "Do you understand?" ”

Shang Xiu'er wanted to say "I understand", but she still shook her head and said, "I understand, I don't understand." A character like the sixth master, the name in the pear garden is so loud, presumably no kind of book can be difficult for the sixth master, right? But I don't understand why you say you don't have many performances. Six years ago, Wu Qixian was not so famous, I watched his "Dream Huangliang", I saw it two years ago, and I heard people next to me say that it was because of this "Dream Huangliang" that you wrote for him, that he became a character who can be ranked with Yu Mengyu......"

Xiao Liuye shook his head, interrupted Shang Xiu'er's words with a smile, and said: "There are many people who compliment me in the music department, and there are many of you, besides, Wu Qixian has a lot of ability, not because of my play." Since you talked about Yu Mengyu, Yu Mengyu was already famous more than ten years ago, but I won't give him "Dream Huangliang". ”

"Huh?" Shang Xiu'er said: "Why? ”

Xiao Liuye said: "Yu Mengyu is a generation of Liyuan family, with profound skills, good singing skills, and his voice is three points higher than his father's old Yu class master. ”

"Then you still ......" Shang Xiu'er couldn't understand it even more.

"But just because he was born in a family of pear orchards, his background is limited, and to put it bluntly, he is not literary enough." Xiao Liuye said.

Shang Xiu'er said: "What about Wu Qixian? ”

"Wu Qixian, you are young, so I don't know, he was born in a scholarly family, and his father used to be the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, even if he is himself, he is also a young man. If it weren't for the rebellion of the four kings, at least one Tanhua wouldn't have been able to escape. It's just that Wu Shangshu got involved, and the whole family was convicted. The saint was generous, and once he ascended the throne, he didn't want to kill all the people, so he didn't kill all the people, but those who got alive were enslaved, and even Wu Qixian was not spared. He originally loved the southern dialect, anyway, the servant was also a cheap job back then, so he simply went to the sea, and he also sang some fame. ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Liuye stopped and looked at Shang Xiu'er, as if waiting for her to interface.

Shang Xiu'er listened to Wu Qixian's story and was a little stunned.

This is the first time she has heard a high-flying character who she usually can't think of falling into the dust, and muttering: "Then are you willing to give him this book to play, is it because he himself has experienced such wealth and poverty, and the ups and downs of life?" ”

Xiao Liuye only hoped that Shang Xiu'er would be able to detect that some plays had to be a literati to be able to perform well, but he never thought that she thought of this side and was unwilling to perfunctory her, so he pondered for a while before saying: "Although Wu Qixian played "Dream Huangliang" very well because of his own experience, Lu Sheng is not just an ordinary person who has experienced poverty and wealth, cheap and noble. You see Wu Qixian playing Lu Sheng, whether it is a poor scholar or an official, whether it is wild or nerdy, it is very infectious, this point, Yu Mengyu can't do it. But on the contrary, I don't know if you have seen Wu Qixian play a role in the market, but you are still competent, the reason is that reading can be reasonable, but also can understand the various situations in the world, and it is twice the result with half the effort to figure it out. ”

Shang Xiu'er couldn't help but nod and said, "I know." After saying that, I blame myself for being frivolous and reckless, as the saying goes, some people "wander around with less than half a bottle", isn't it herself?

Xiao Liuye looked at Shang Xiu'er's lowered head, and said, "You still don't fully understand. You envy me for writing a book for Wu Qixian, but I also only wrote this play for him. Yu Meng's Yubei opera family, his father Yu Ban Master left more than 100 plays for him, even if there are no new plays, he holds these inheritances and there are many people who buy them. What about you? Even if I write plays for you, how many books can I write? Don't say that I can't write for you alone, even if I do, are you willing to beg others to write for you all your life? ”

Master Liang's words flashed in Shang Xiu'er's mind, but ...... Xiao Liuye's words had far exceeded what Master Liang said, and also exceeded the "goal" she understood, she looked up at Xiao Liuye blankly and said, "I...... I can't. ”

"There are some things that you don't understand when I say it now, so I can only save it for later." Xiao Liuye was ruthless, and said: "But if you don't think you can do it now, and pin every play on me, a 'teaching' who doesn't live up to the name, or hope for others, I just think that you are unwilling to study hard because you are lazy." ”

Shang Xiu'er was a little angry by the word "lazy", she also knew that Xiao Liuye was probably trying to provoke her, but she was the most reluctant to admit that she was "lazy".