Literati always want to keep improving their works.

Not to mention a perfectionist like Liu Hong.

Changing the script should be the norm, but I don't know if those actors can accept it, and maybe they don't dare to put it forward if they have opinions in their hearts.

But Liu Er is different, as the person in charge of KTV, she has the right to speak. If you really feel that Liu Hong is doing something wrong, he will not bear it to a large extent, and he will bring it up nine times out of ten.

But at this time, she just complained a little in her words, and she didn't mean to complain at all, so it was enough to prove that Liu Hong's revision of the script was necessary.

"Literati, understandable." Zhao Xiaoxi patted Liu'er's hand, and saw that her eyes were much clearer than before, and she was overjoyed: "It's really hard for you, you are in charge of KTV alone." ”

"What am I working so hard for?" She is a cheerful person, shook her head, and smiled: "We are all daughters' families, you are in charge of such shops as hope cards, and talk about cooperation with others, now there is joy again, and I don't see you shouting tired, what am I?" ”

"In the future, this KTV will be given to you!" Zhao Xiaoxi is a benevolent and righteous person, and he knows that it is not easy for Liu Er to be the boss over the years.

It's hard enough for a girl to get out of the kiln. If you can help some, Zhao Xiaoxi will definitely be unambiguous.

"Don't." Liu Er didn't think about it, and refused directly: "I'm a person, I don't want anything, as long as I am well fed and clothed and earn a few clean silver." Following you, I am at ease. If I really make KTV mine, I may have no future. ”

When the business of the cosmetics shop was not so busy, Zhao Xiaoxi went out with Liu Er, preparing to go to KTV, and by the way to see the rehearsals of the big guys and the script that Liu Hongxiu revised and changed thousands of times.

But I didn't expect that before I arrived at KTV, I saw Liu Hong running out of a small alley, shouting to catch a thief.

Zhao Xiaoxi didn't say a word, and the girl was ready to run. If Liu Er hadn't stopped her by the side, she would have already run wildly.

"My little ancestor, you are a double person, how can you run." She raised her chin and motioned to Zhao Xiaoxi: "The people from KTV have caught up, let's walk over slowly and follow behind to see the situation." ”

A few people walked all the way to the end of Pingyang Lane, and there was nothing else except for the shadow that flashed just now.

A group of people stood on the side and looked at each other, neither walking, nor not leaving.

Recently, the weather has been dry with little rain.

I don't know who has sprinkled a few bubbles of urine in this corner of the wall, and in such a warm weather, it smells even more unpleasant. The spicy and disgusting smell that came to his face made Zhao Xiaoxi smart. Around the corner there was another stall of dog poop that had been stepped on, already shriveled by the sun.

Generally, such a dirty place, people with a bit of status will not come. The figure just now has disappeared without a trace, but the alleyway is only so long, and it has reached a dead end, where are the people going? Or is it kung fu? Already slipping away?

Grandma's, little thief.

"What's missing?" Zhao Xiaoxi reacted at this time, she didn't even know what she had lost.

"It's not clear, someone slipped out of the KTV just now. Something strange happened to my family last night. ”

"Huh?" Zhao Xiaoxi became more and more confused, looking at Liu Hong with a confused expression.

"Somebody almost died in my house."

I go, what's the situation? Zhao Xiaoxi was dumbfounded: "What's the matter?" ”

"In the middle of the night, someone came into my house and was shot and injured by an earthen trap set up by my father. I looked at it this morning, and there was a pool of blood. ”

It's a brainless thing, and it's really hard to investigate. As far as Liu Hong said, the person who was in the KTV just now only entered his usual office place, and in a hurry, he quickly slipped out.

But what is relatively rare is that there is nothing valuable in his office except for manuscripts and manuscripts. What is the point of the little thief going in?

Zhao Xiaoxi's doubts were completely solved on the third day, Liu Hong revised the script several times before it was finalized, and he didn't know what was going on, so it became a script, and several storytellers talked about it in various tones and expressions in the hook column.

The news spread quickly, and Zhao Xiaoxi realized the trickiness of this matter, and dragged his father-in-law to KTV in a hurry.

"It's been plagiarized." As soon as he saw Zhao Xiaoxi and Xiao Jingrui, Liu Hong began to say this.

In the end, he is a literati and has an instinctive sense of protection for what he writes. After seeing that the work he had worked so hard to create was so easily plagiarized by others, Liu Hong's face became very interesting.

Half shame and half resentment, it slowly spread from his chest to his eyes, and then to the still calm and delicate face. Later, his face turned completely red, with a very strange swelling, which changed from invisible to overt.

Everyone could see that this gentle and jade-like talent was completely angry.

It's weird, at present, only the hope card has KTV. There are also only drama actors in the hope card who need to rehearse the script. What are those people doing with this? If it is used as a commercial use, Zhao Xiaoxi will soon be able to find the source.

Then the plagiarist is easy to find.

In addition, the storytellers in the hook column now all know about this repertoire, and they give lectures in the hook column every day, so how much silver can the person who plagiarized at the beginning earn?

So, isn't their fundamental purpose for profit? Could it be just a prank? Zhao Xiaoxi sat on the side, his eyes flickering to his father-in-law's face. She's quiet. Mi leaned over and lowered her voice: "Xianggong, is it possible that it is just a prank?" ”

"No, it won't." Xiao Jingrui replied categorically, his gaze heavy, and fell on the dark red blood stain around the corner. This bloodstain was found by Liu Hong a few days ago, and as far as Liu Hong said, there was no trace of it a few days ago.

Since the theft of his script on that windy and rainy night, there has been an extra pool of blood.

Liu Ruide, the village head, used to like research institutions very much, although he only learned some fur, but it is also very practical to set up some at home to prevent theft. The man who stole the script was wounded by a crossbow arrow that had been placed in the shadows.

It must have been not lightly wounded, and a lot of blood was shed.

"No one would sacrifice their lives to cause damage."

That's weird, could it be that someone can also make a copy of KTV come out in the future? Recruiting drama actors too? Also started tinkering with the drama?

Copying and copying in full, isn't this self-destruction?

The other party's brain circuit Zhao Xiaoxi is really unpredictable, and her mood is as depressed as Liu Hong.

"Shopkeeper, what should we do now? The opening day of the drama has been released, and the big guys are looking forward to it! ”

Not only are I looking forward to it, but there are also some very popular ones, all of whom have already booked their tickets.

"There should be another script, right?"

"Yes, yes." Liu Hong nodded, very distressed: "But the big guys haven't rehearsed." ”

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Xiaoxi pondered for a while, anyway, the plagiarized script has been completely leaked, and they can't sit still. There are still five days left before the drama is performed, and in these few days, the drama actors have to work hard: "It's going to be hard." ”

"It should." The big guys are very sensible and responsive.

There are still three copies of the script that have not been released, and naturally, the actors have not rehearsed them. Zhao Xiaoxi chose one with a slightly lower difficulty and a tight rhythm. The key is that the name is also very good, called "Peach Blossom Tribulation", which is very storytelling and attractive when you listen to it.

It took a night for several actors to ponder the characters they were about to play and go through the motions.

Seeing that the big guys worked so hard, Zhao Xiaoxi, the shopkeeper, was not embarrassed to sleep by herself, she and Xiao Jingrui cooked together and made them supper.

Just when they were in full swing of preparation, the storyteller in the hook column was talking about some passages in "Peach Blossom Tribulation". Zhao Xiaoxi didn't believe it at first, but when he went to the butcher shop with Xiao Jingrui to buy meat, he heard the proprietress talk about it again.

"Storytellers now have more ink than they used to be." The proprietress happily fiddled with the three-plate axe to cut the meat, and chatted with Zhao Xiaoxi without stubble: "What did you say yesterday?" It seems to be called "Peach Blossom Tribulation", my God, it's really interesting. ”

"Peach Blossom Robbery?" Zhao Xiaoxi was completely shocked, and looked at the chopped meat and fine meat blankly: "What are you talking about?" ”

"Let's just say that an eldest lady disguised herself as a man and met a general on the battlefield, these two people ......"

Yes, hearing this, Zhao Xiaoxi was completely confused. Isn't this "Peach Blossom Tribulation" what they have been rehearsing day and night and preparing for a few days to perform? What's going on? Could it be that there is more than one script that was leaked that day?

It's all over, and it looks like the performance will be postponed indefinitely in a few days.

"Little lady Zhao, why don't we listen to it together tomorrow? It's so much fun. I've heard about books the most, and I've heard so many of them, but this one is the most interesting. ”

"But this "Peach Blossom Tribulation" was written by Liu Xiucai, did the storyteller say the source?" Zhao Xiaoxi smiled reluctantly, very unworthy of Liu Hong. In the end, he is a literati, and he is more persistent in the protection of his works than in money.

Again and again, the fruits of his labor have been stolen, where can he be happy?

"Liu Xiucai wrote it?" The butcher shop proprietress was also shocked, frowned, and looked thoughtful: "That's weird, those storytellers can say, these are all written by our old predecessors." ”

Old-timers refer to the ancients.

This is not uncommon, and most of the words are like this. If Mr. Storyteller uses all his original works, then why don't he become writers and screenwriters? In this way, you can earn more money than telling a story.

"They said they were left by the old-timers?"

"Not really." The proprietress was straightforward and fast-talking, what did she say: "What's wrong?" ”