Chapter 17: Fans Are "Silent" (1)
And then, day by day.
During the day, Zhao Xing still touched it with the attitude of "ancient books abuse me thousands of times, and I treat ancient books as if they were my first love", and at night she writes a book under the lamp.
She thought that in the future, if she accidentally fell into Sun Shan's name, she would be able to eat by writing a book and telling stories. Besides, I pay attention to what I said, all roads lead to Rome, no one stipulates that only by studying can he make a fortune, and no one stipulates that he can only take revenge if he is a subordinate minister, and if she is rich in the future, she can still take revenge.
Ahem, though, expecting to say that the storytelling is rich and rivals the country, it's the same as if I had to rely on code words to win the Nobel...... .
in a word
The closer she got to the exam, the calmer Zhao Xing's heart became, she touched the book "Spring and Autumn", and suddenly thought of a joke:
Exam God List:
Mortal: What? Tomorrow to take the high math exam?
Dao: What? Do you want to take the advanced math exam in the next class?
Demigod: What? Did you just take the high math test?
Cheng Xian: What? Got an exam yesterday?
Becoming a Buddha: High Numbers? Didn't you take the English test just now?
Buddha: How tall is a tree?
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There was no disturbance around Chang'an City, the princess Liu Le did not come to seek revenge, and the weak girls on the roadside of the rivers and lakes did not come to the "Dragon Gate Inn" to stay.
The days were so calm that Zhao Xing thought in a trance that she herself was the scholar Zhao Caichen who was born and raised in the drama and went to Chang'an to take the exam.
So when she came to the seventh day, she threw the book away, opened the door, and shouted, "Breeze."
In, Qingfeng immediately responded, and by the way, he glanced at her very expectedly, and you figured it out.
Zhao Xing saw the disdain in his eyes, but what to lose can't lose the aura, he still held on to himself, it is better to read thousands of books than to travel thousands of miles, and it is better to travel thousands of miles than to go online Baidu.
Looking back at Qingfeng's obviously stunned expression, he immediately corrected it, I mean that I am tired of reading, and I need to relax and relax, and combine work and rest.
Qingfeng seemed to understand whether he understood or not, raised his eyebrows and said proudly, how are you doing.
Zhao Xingdao, I want to practice at this Longmen Inn, you know, my pair of wonderful pens are rarely without flowers. I think I told Liu Le that I made a living by writing drama books, and it would be a pity if I abandoned it completely.
The breeze is still proud, noncommittal.
However, it turned out that the breeze was right, and the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the wine. Just when Zhao Xingshu was so angry that he risked being burned to death, he wrote a play "Liang Shanbo and Juliet" with a pen, and directed and acted in the inn to try his own tricks-
But not only did she not receive the expected effect of stunning the audience, but she also made a lot of money, on the contrary, I don't know if it was because she offended Liu Le and everyone stayed away from her, or because her debut singer "Liang Shanbo and Juliet" sang too devotedly, which made people cry when they heard it...... Thus they could not bear to look at it.
In short, that night, the Longmen Inn was unusually deserted, and everyone listened to "Liang Shanbo and Juliet" and left one after another. Even the shopkeeper of the Longmen Inn wanted to drive her out in a fit of anger, if it hadn't succumbed to the eyes of money and Qingfeng, Zhao Xing's ass would have smashed on the street outside.
That night, Zhao Xing suddenly felt sad for no reason, so regardless of Qingfeng's persuasion, she insisted on singing "Liang Shanbo and Juliet", as if she was angry with herself.
She took a sip of wine, sat on the wine table, drunkenly hugging a long bench,
Holding wine in one hand and holding the bench in his arms in the other, he said generously and tragically, "Juliet, Juliet~~ How can I live alone if you die?" β
Then, after another sip of wine, he instantly switched to Juliet, snuggled up to the bench with infinite sorrow, and cried out sadly, "Uncle Shan, Uncle Shan, we have no chance in this life, we only hope that in this life we will agree to hug him again in life." See you in the next life~~"
Then he changed his right hand to hold the bench, and held the wine in his left hand, looking like life was worse than death, and said with devastation, "Oh~ Juliet, Juliet, since you are dead, I don't want to live anymore." Let's turn into butterflies. After singing, he poured a sip of wine and was excited.
"It's very earth-shattering."
Suddenly, there was a burst of applause, and Zhao Xing squinted and saw that it was a man in white who was fluttering, "Xiao...... Xiaobai, you ...... There you are? β
"Bai Suzhen, I am your Xu Guan."
Zhao Xing got closer and found that this person was wearing white clothes, and he was also good-looking, with a nose and eyes, but unfortunately he was not Xiaobai, he was a real man.
He didn't have a chest.
Zhao Xing hurriedly pushed it away, and half of the wine woke up, "Brother Tai?" β
"I'm here to listen to the play."
"Listen to my play?"
"Nature."
Zhao Xing was already disheartened, and couldn't help but give up on herself and asked, "Don't you know that I hurt Liu ...... on the street?"
"Why should I know you? Are you famous? β
Zhao Xing was blocked by him, and she couldn't help laughing, she really regarded herself as a meal, too, why should he know her.
At this time, Xiao Zheng, a scholar on the side, hurriedly sneaked out and kindly reminded, "This son doesn't know something, this master is ...... He broke through the court and returned ...... He also threatened to kill the princess. β
He let out an "oh", as if he was slightly surprised, but he still smiled.
sat down with a corner of his clothes and said lightly, "Unfortunately, I only like to listen to dramas." β
Zhao Xing's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but feel very good, she had the meaning of drinking a thousand cups of wine for her confidant, and she was busy, Xiao Er put on the pot of wine, and said to him, I have made a friend of you, my name is ...... Zhang Anshi, what about you?
"Silent."
He smiled faintly, picked up the wine bowl on the table, and took a sip, the sound was like splashing jade.
"Silent?"
"Yes."
Zhao Xing was stunned, forget it, but all these masters are weird, as long as he is not called impermanence, so he smiled and said, Okay, silent brother, I salute you, after drinking the little brother, I will continue to sing you "Farewell My Concubine".
She leaned forward, took a closer look, and weighed it in her heart, this person's appearance was no more than thirty or so, his face was as white as jade, his eyes were like crystal, his lips were like dotted zhu, and his smile was picturesque.
He had no other special accessories, except for a white wide-sleeved robe with a gold-rimmed ribbon tied at the end, the standard beauty of her hair.
And, importantly, he must be a rich man, and he is still an elegant rich man. Although his clothes seem to be thin, they are forged from top-grade ice silk, and he has a full body and bearing, without the slightest shrinkage, and his temperament is Qinghua.
Zhao Xing was stunned in his heart, he didn't believe that he was a casual visitor who came to listen to the play, raised his glass and toasted him again, and asked, "Brother Silent came to Chang'an for ......."
"What does Zhang Gongzi think?" Silent seemed to be more interested, and the laziness at the end of his eyes was obviously lightened a little.
It's a pity that she was very disappointed, squinted at him for a moment, spread her hands, and said, "I can't guess." β
Silently: "Why don't you guess that you are also here to take the exam?" β
Zhao Xing glanced at him and grinned.
Her eyes were light and thin, and the man was not annoyed, he looked at her lightly, just waiting for her to speak.
He has been smiling lightly and warmly, and he seems to have no temper, but at this moment, when he reins in a little, he is just his net worth, and his bearing is thick. Not long after coming to Chang'an, the people I met by chance, whether male or female, were extraordinary, and the imperial city was the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Zhao Xing thought, and said bluntly on his face: "Brother Tai is not a person who is short of money, and his clothes are comparable to those of officials, this is the place of the market, the land of ordinary candidates, and it should not be here." β
"Oh, it shouldn't be here, where should it be?"
"An official family, be a good protΓ©gΓ©."
"Nexperia is an interesting person. Pity...... This official family is silent, but he doesn't like to go. β
"Okay, brother Tai Gaozhi, little brother respects you, I wish my brother this branch to win the laurels."
Zhao Xingzui said the same, but he was not very sincere in his heart, and said in his heart: Silent, silent, you can be the second at most, and the first will be given to Lao Tzu. The better the grades, the higher the officials. Full of gods and Buddhas, what Zhao Xing said just now is not counting, you must not bless the wrong person.
Silently but "poof" laughed, her eyes glanced at the "Spring and Autumn" she had just stuffed in her sleeve, and said: "Although my brother is not the prime minister, he is also a person who can support the boat in his belly. β
This person's eyes are really sharp, Zhao Xing hurriedly looked around to relieve the embarrassment, "Haha, haha, tonight the wind is beautiful, the sky is cloudless, what a good day, drink, drink, I wish me a good year in high school with my brother." β
Impermanence was stunned for a moment, laughing irrepressibly, and I didn't know whether to joke with her or be serious, and said: "An Shi can rest assured, for my brother has never wanted to make a name, he is only obsessed with watching and listening to music every day, and he can leave the opera one day, you don't have to force yourself to wish me well." β
Zhao Xing's face was black, and then he beckoned him, and said in his ear, "Brother Silent, you are so obsessed with drama, but what is the special reason?" β
Silently hearing the words, staring at her for a while, Zhao Xing thought he was angry, who knows, at the end, he also attached his mouth to her ear and said: "The story in the play...... Wonderful. β
It turned out that he was a drama idiot who was full of food.
He didn't seem to be joking, but Su Zhen was sighing in his heart, Mom, in the middle of the night, is this person really a ghost? Or is it also a cross-over cargo?
Although she is far inferior to her father, she can still see the clues if she has a person or not.
This person's eyebrows are lazy, but he just seems to be squirming, but he is actually very powerful, how can he only be obsessed with watching dramas and listening to music all day long and get drunk and dream of death, but looking at his appearance does not seem to be a joke.
She was itching in her heart, but she knew that some things might not be suitable for inquiry, so after hesitating, she silently called Xiao Er to order, and asked her to sing "Farewell My Concubine" with a warm smile.
Zhao Xing was dissatisfied, knocked on the wine jug in front of him, and said, "Hey, hey, my brother also has to settle accounts, and I have to pay for listening to people singing." Oh, for the sake of you being my friend, make a discount, you drink with me, how about a jar of wine and a play? β
Silent raised his eyebrows slightly, and chuckled, "Are you comparing the amount of wine with me?" β
Zhao Xing thought for a moment and nodded heavily, "Even if it's right, what, do you dare?" β
He smiled faintly, his eyes flickering slightly, "It's up to you." β