Xiao Qian's expression could not be seen to be happy or angry, in the past three years, this kind of look was the most common for Shang Xuesleeve, but it did not necessarily mean that he was unhappy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She pulled her hair and sat down, except at the gate of Xiao Yuan, she looked up at Xiao Qian, and since then she has not looked carefully at this unspeakable but already recognized and called countless times in her heart.

At the moment at the gate of the garden, Xiao Qian stood in the backlight, his face hidden in the shadows.

At this moment, he sat in the moonlight, his expression relaxed and peaceful, and his eyebrows and eyes were stretched. Maybe because of the wine just now, a pair of phoenixes had wine in their eyes, and they also seemed to contain rippling waves, the corners of their mouths were slightly upturned, and the whole person had a smile that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and seemed to be affectionate and not affectionate.

Such a face, Shang Xuesleeve is very familiar. Xiao Qian's eyes met her eyes, and Shang Xuesleeve became sad at that moment.

Because that face also contained indescribable melancholy, the light in his eyes also revealed a trace of sadness, although it was fleeting, Shang Xuesleeve still felt it, and Xiao Qian also seemed to sense Shang Xuesleeve's perception, smiled to himself, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all.

Neither of them spoke, Shang Xue took the wine jug, and carefully filled it for him.

Xiao Qian gently twisted the thin handle of the wine glass with his white and slender fingers, and said, "Guan Tou'er and Da Yue both said that you are very good. ”

Shang Xuesleeve only lowered his head and did not answer.

Along the way, Shang Xuesleeve sent dozens of letters, even if it was Guan Tou'er, Master Dayue Xiaoyue and others, I am afraid that there have always been letters sent to Xiao Yuan.

With the sixth master's attention to Ming opera, how could she only listen to and believe her, she herself doesn't want this, the sixth master can only give her better guidance if he also has the views of the audience. However, perhaps because the water is far away and the mountains are far away, the more you go to the back, the less the letter from the sixth master becomes. Sometimes she can't make up her mind, how much she hopes that the sixth master is by her side and can ask him!

Xiao Qian looked at Shang Xuesleeve and sighed softly: "You have been out on your own for so long, what kind of drama is a blockbuster, what kind of drama is an ordinary business, you probably know it in your heart?" ”

Shang Xuesleeve nodded.

"Let's talk about it."

Shang Xue opened his mouth after pondering, and said slowly: "The whole drama is more popular than the excerpts, but even the stage play is not as popular as the big drama that is performed in one night. She explained: "So I also mentioned to you in the letter, some of them have even made a more concise version of the play, so that they can be sung in one night." ”

Xiao Qian looked at Shang Xuesleeve, knowing that she was reluctant to say some ambiguous words, and she must have to be very accurate in thinking before saying it-this kind of temperament was also taught by him in three years, thinking of this, he smiled, and waited patiently for her.

"If there is an excerpt that I listed, then it will be a blockbuster than the performance of others. But taking Shangjing as an example, sometimes even if I am listed, I only get eight or nine points. ”

Shang Xuesleeve said again: "There are many powerful servants in Beijing, when I was in Beijing, Xiang Jiuxiao and Xiaoyulou were there. If they all rehearse big dramas, it would be better for the Xinyin Club to be seated. She thought for a moment and said clearly: "This is because our big opera book is fresh - whether it is a southern or northern opera, everyone has seen too much and is a little tired." ”

Xiao Qian nodded slightly.

"But if it's an excerpt, it's hard to say." Shang Xue's voice lowered slightly, and when she said this, she was a little dazed, and said, "I can't figure out what the rules are at all." Take the big drama or even the stage play, you can't always perform it all. When the excerpt was hung up, "Thrush Bridge" did not sell as well as "Pavilion Doll Palace", but if you want to say that singing and dancing sell well based on this alone, it doesn't seem to be the case. For example, "Farewell My Concubine", there is also a sword dance, and the music and figure are also wonderful, but Za'er is not even as good as "Shezi" ......" She saw Xiao Qian looking at herself intently, and hurriedly explained: "I said that it sold well, not that Za'er. Xinyin Club has been in Beijing for so long, and I have met many people, many of whom are extremely obsessed and insightful......"

"When I was on "Thrush Bridge" and "Farewell My Concubine", there were few insightful people, right?" Xiao Qian Road.

Shang Xue's eyes widened, and she wanted to ask, "How do you know", but for a moment, she thought: What doesn't Xiao Liuye know?

Xiao Qian said: "I heard that the Xinyin Society was announced into the palace, and there was a team of Xiangjiuxiao who sang "Double Stars" of Northern Opera? ”

Shang Xuesleeve nodded.

"Did you hear that?"

Shang Xuesleeve shook his head and said, "We played behind them, and we only listened vaguely behind the stage." The fold of "Double Stars" in our Ming drama is the end of the whole play, although it is a coincidence, but it does take the reward from the palace, which shows that it is still very good. But this fold of the Northern Opera, in the palace that day, was the same as the reward we received, and we didn't get any extra ......"

Xiao Qian leaned back in the chair, the corners of his mouth picked up disdainfully, and interrupted Shang Xue's sleeves: "What is the reward?" ”

The voice was cold, and it seemed that he also disagreed with Shang Xuesleeve, a pair of phoenix eyes picked it up, and the whole look seemed to indicate that Shang Xuesleeve had been blinded by these superficial things.

Shang Xue's sleeves were excited, and he stood up consciously with anxiety.

"I heard that you also gave Xiang Jiuxiao a script of "The Palace of Eternal Life" that he changed himself?"

"I ...... I think that if these big horns are willing to sing Ming Opera, the promotion of Ming Opera will be faster, is the sixth master blaming me for being good at making claims? ”

"It's not." Xiao Liuye opened the fan and said while fanning: "If it is said that for Ming Opera, it can be said that this is beneficial and harmless. But for you, maybe not. This book, if Xiang Jiuxiao eats it thoroughly, and plays it at the same time, you can't play her. ”

Shang Xue's face turned red.

Her mouth was pursed tightly, and she stubbornly didn't say a word.

Xiao Liuye only glanced at her, seeing the disbelief in her eyes, and puzzlement. But he only looked away expressionlessly, never looked at her again, no longer spoke, but leisurely took the wine glass and took a sip.

This kind of quietness and coldness has happened so many times in the past three years, and whenever Xiao Liuye's question was not answered well, he was also silent like this until she figured it out herself.

After standing for a while, Shang Xue's sleeves calmed down, and she felt a little frightened in her heart, and in this small courtyard with a cool night breeze, she sweated on her back.

Since when did she not want to hear anything bad about her?

How long had she not heard anything like this?

Her legs were trembling, and she immediately lowered her head and said, "Sixth Master, I know it's wrong." ”

Xiao Qian looked at her with a lot of emotion, and finally softened his voice and said, "In this case, no one can talk to you except me." ”

Not even Wu Qixian. (To be continued.) )