Zhou Heng didn't think about it, he rushed out of the room directly, walked behind her, and patted her on the shoulder, Qiu Niang was startled, and sat on the ground directly with her mouth covered.

By the candlelight at the staircase, she turned around and found that it was Zhou Heng, so she let go of her hand and looked at Zhou Heng suspiciously.

"Zhou ...... Dr. Zhou, why are you here? ”

Zhou Heng didn't answer her words, and looked Qiu Niang up and down.

She had changed into a coarse cloth shirt with a short black and gray placket, a small hat on her head, and a scarf wrapped from the top of her head to the sides of her cheeks, completely dressed as a small servant.

What explanation is used for such a dress, she is leaving, and she is saying goodbye.

Seeing that Zhou Heng didn't speak for a long time, Qiu Niang tugged at the placket of her clothes, and then stood up, as if she was a child who had made a mistake standing in front of Zhou Heng, a little at a loss.

Zhou Heng pulled her arm, went back to the office directly, turned on the fire fold and lit the oil lamp, and then rummaged through the cabinet and found a sheepskin vest and a bag of broken silver.

Only then did she look at Qiu Niang and push these things in front of her.

"If you really have any plans, you can tell me, I won't stop you, but I hope you live well, if you still play and sing for a living, then it's better to stay, temporarily go to my house to take care of chores, or go to Beishan, follow to learn medicine, after all, after the spring blossoms, I have other arrangements for you."

Qiu Niang didn't speak, let alone pick up the sheepskin shoulder and silver, looking at her thin clothes and a small burden, she knew that she just brought two changes of clothes.

After a while, Qiu Niang raised her eyes to look at Zhou Heng.

"It's also a burden for me to stay, there are people in Beijing who want to keep an eye on me, naturally they won't give up, these people can control Xiao Xiangge, and they can also let the casino lead the adoptive father into compliance, this is not an ordinary ability, I'm afraid it will set Dr. Zhou on fire, I don't want you to bear these in order to save me."

Zhou Heng looked at Qiu Niang and sat down.

"You sit down, if it's because of this, you can rest assured, go to Beishan first, I will rearrange an identity for you, as for the name begonia, forget it, after the new plants begin to be planted in Beishan in the spring, a theater will be established, not a place for singing in the ordinary sense, just to interpret the story, I need your help."

Qiu Niang raised her eyes to look at Zhou Heng, seeing that there was no sympathetic look in his eyes, she thought for a while, and then bit her lip and said:

"Qiu Niang was rescued by Dr. Zhou, there is no problem in changing her name and surname, after all, when you want to leave today, you don't plan to call Qiu Niang again."

Zhou Heng was relieved when he saw Qiu Niang, and the look on his face was also a little relieved, thinking of the white clothes when he first saw him, and suddenly thought of a poem.

"The clouds are rotten, and they are many. The first time I met you, I was dressed in white, why not take the white character as the surname, the name Qingyun, Bai Qingyun is good? ”

Qiu Niang hurriedly saluted Zhou Heng, who was dressed in white just now, which made her almost teary-eyed.

"The first acquaintance is to be treated by Dr. Zhou, this way, three times and twice to trouble you, I really don't know how to repay, if there is something Qingyun can do, you can just command."

Zhou Heng nodded and raised his hand to signal her to get up.

"You sit down, the theater I envisioned is different from the existing ones, and then we will recruit some people, men, women and children, it will be better to be able to play and sing or be able to opera, there will be no problem, just interpret the stories one by one in a fixed scene, and there will be a few days for the New Year, I will tidy it up when I am free, this is a good business to attract popularity."

Qiu Niang, shouldn't it be called Qingyun now, raised her head slightly, and looked at Zhou Heng, who was talking about it, there seemed to be stars in his eyes, attracting Qingyun's gaze.

Although I don't know what the theater does, it has already made her very longing for telling stories to others, not singing like opera, so I think it's interesting to talk about it.

"No singing, just acting?"

Zhou Heng nodded vigorously, "Do you know about Xiu'er's treatment?" ”

Qingyun nodded, "When Dr. Liu came to persuade me before, he showed me the scar on her neck, and also told me her story, from bent on death, to later removing patients, and following you to study medicine, and finally saved a mother and son with his own hands, I cried." ”

Zhou Heng snapped his fingers.

"Yes, it's such a similar story, which can not only promote the medical skills of the Rejuvenation Hall, but also let many people understand the related diseases, so as not to blindly follow, and it is performed by the actors in one scene after another, you think this is more interesting than storytelling, and it is more simple and easy to understand than listening to the play, right?"

Qingyun's eyes widened, thinking of Xiu'er's story, if it was so thrilling, it was really very attractive, if she could play these characters, wouldn't she live a few more lives.

However, thinking of his injured face, Qingyun's movements paused, and the light in his eyes dimmed instantly.

"But my face is ...... It's gone, how is this going to be interpreted? ”

Zhou Heng looked at her, "Now I know that it's not too late to regret it, after Xiu'er changed your dressing these days, she didn't always apply a kind of oil to you." ”

Qingyun nodded, "A white oil, with the aroma of jasmine, I don't know what kind of medicine it is, but after applying it, my cheeks are no longer itchy." ”

Zhou Heng breathed a sigh of relief, it would be good to be able to apply the scar relief ointment in time, now the ointment is not only horse oil, but also a few precious medicinal materials, which are extremely effective for the healing of scars.

"After the stitches are removed tomorrow, this ointment will be applied three times a day, you see that a wound as big as Xiu'er is just a line now, and you can't find it if you don't look closely, right? Besides, among the people I know in the capital, you are the only one who can do this, so take care of it first, and I will give you the script in two days, and then recruit people, and as for the theater, start construction when it is a little warmer. ”

Qingyun got up and bowed down towards Zhou Heng.

"I wonder what kind of place this theater is?"

Zhou Heng raised his hand and motioned for Qingyun to get up, then he thought about it and took out a piece of paper and wrote on it while drawing.

"You see, ordinary theaters are all sitting on one side of the audience and a stage is erected high, and the performers are standing on the stage to perform, but the theater I want to build is circular, with a small stage in the center and a small high platform in the back, divided into two layers, used to change scenes.

All the audience members of the audience sat on these circular seats, one circle higher than the other, and even if they sat in the last row, the people in front of him could not block his view, and they could see the performance in the center of the stage.

Of course, the whole theater should have a roof, and this ceiling should be inlaid with glazed plates, so that the light is extremely sufficient, and the light source can be illuminated by a mirror during the performance, so that the performers can follow. ”

Zhou Heng's movements in his hands were fast, and a Romanesque-style opera house had appeared on paper, and of course there was also the design concept of later stage plays.

Zhou Heng really didn't think about how to arrange Qingyun in the future, just when he talked about letting her stay, he thought of the Spring Festival, thinking of these gatherings of dignitaries, and suddenly, Zhou Heng thought of the theater.

In such a place, if all the ladies come to watch the play, and then there is a little peripheral consumption, what the same clothes and hair accessories, dolls, plus snacks, these consumption is very terrifying.

By the way, the weather is good, this Beishan can build a restaurant, there is hot pot, barbecue, strings of incense, raise some live poultry and precious small animals, you can also fish and some small games.

Wow it's beautiful to think about, it's easy for all ages to make a living, women go to the theater and chat, children can be temporarily placed in the playground, men can fish and barbecue to catch up with the old days, and there is even a secret tea room, and you can talk about anything you want.

The more Zhou Heng thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible, the smile on his lips became bigger and bigger, and Qingyun on the other side looked at Zhou Heng and smirked, although he didn't know what he was thinking, but it must be a good idea.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Heng withdrew his gaze and looked at Qingyun.

"Hurry up, you go to bed and rest, before going to bed, the reporter will apply the ointment again, and I will write the script while I have an idea."

Qingyun was stunned, it's late at night now, write at this time?