When Chi Fei came to Juyazhai, the golden shopkeeper was immediately overjoyed when he saw him, "Little brother, you came here too coincidentally, someone just came to look for you." As soon as the person left, I will immediately go and call the person back, you wait a minute.

Shui Sheng, you hurry up and chase out and call the Tao Ban Master back, he shouldn't have gone far, hurry up. ”

"Yes, shopkeeper." The guy named Shui Sheng immediately ran out to find someone.

After welcoming Chi Fei to the inner hall, the shopkeeper Jin explained to him: "That's the case, Changchun Yuan, a famous opera troupe in Beijing, their class master has taken a fancy to the book "Liang Zhu".

I want to ask you to promise them to arrange "Liang Zhu" into a play, so I came here and asked me to make an appointment with you to talk about this matter in detail. ”

"It seems that the head of this Changchun Garden is still a kind person. Otherwise, where did he need to ask me, just take the script and go to the rehearsal. ”

What Chi Fei said is the truth, there is no copyright at all in this era. If the drama troupe wants to arrange a certain book into a play, even the author can't stop it, let alone receive the adaptation fee.

The shopkeeper Jin agreed: "This Changchun Garden is an old opera troupe in the capital, and its reputation has always been very good.

The class owner is a talented person who has read books, but he has been named Sun Shan in the township examination for many years, and he likes to watch dramas very much, so he finally gave up the imperial examination and opened the Changchun Garden.

He is indeed a very good person, knowledgeable and polite, gentle and elegant. ”

The two sat for a long time, and the Tao class master, who was called back by the guy, returned to Juyazhai.

The master of the pottery class was about 60 years old, with a kind face, gray hair, and a long beard. Wearing a long gown that is often worn by scholars, it looks very elegant.

Under the introduction of the golden shopkeeper, the Tao class master was surprised to know that the "Liang Zhu" that was popular all over the capital was actually written by the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy in front of him.

Regarding his reaction, the golden shopkeeper said with a smile: "Master Tao, don't say it's you, even the old man was shocked when he first learned that the real author of "Liang Zhu" was this little brother. ”

Now that the golden shopkeeper has confirmed it, the Tao class master has gradually accepted this fact, and reined in his expression and said: "Sure enough, it is a hero who is a young man, and the old man admires and admires." ”

Chi Fei hurriedly said, "Mr. has won the award", and then asked straight to the point: "I heard that the Tao class master wants to adapt "Liang Zhu" into a play? ”

"Yes, that's what the old man is here for. The old man has also read the book "Liang Zhu", and it is really very well written and deeply moving. The old man was moved, so he moved the idea of turning this book into a play. I wonder if Mr. Su can agree? ”

"Master Tao, you still call me little brother or little brother Su like the golden shopkeeper, I really can't stand the word this gentleman.

As for the fact that you want to adapt "Liang Zhu" into a play, I personally have no opinion.

I only hope that when you adapt it, you don't change the ending of this story.

Because the story is touching because it is a tragedy in itself. If you insist on changing it to a happy ending, you will lose the appeal of the story itself. Of course, this is just a small suggestion from Su Zhen. ”

Master Tao stroked his beard and said, "As a person who likes drama, I agree with Brother Su's suggestion. Indeed, "Liang Zhu" itself is a tragedy, and if its ending is forcibly modified, it will lose its original flavor.

But our opera troupe sometimes has to arrive at the homes of officials and nobles to perform, and many of them are birthday banquets, marriages and other festive occasions, if the ending is not changed, I believe no one will order this play. ”

Chi Fei thought about it and felt that what he said made sense.

Just imagine, who would be willing to watch this kind of life and death drama on a big day, isn't this self-inflicted?

"Master Tao is right, I really didn't think it through, you just didn't say these words."

The Tao class master waved his hand and said, "No, Brother Su, my idea is to keep two endings, one is the original ending of the story, and the other is the revised happy ending.

When performing outside, we try to use the original ending. And on some festive occasions, happy endings will be used, what do you think of this proposal? ”

"This is already the best way, Tao Class Master is clever."

"Brother Su is satisfied."

Chi Fei suddenly remembered something, "Actually, this story itself is accompanied by a long-standing rhythm, if the Tao class master is interested, I can hum it for you to listen to." ”

"Oh, and that's the thing? Then you hum it out and listen to it. ”

Chi Fei then slowly hummed out the familiar melody of "Liang Zhu".

Humming to strangers is a kind of shame. But it can't be helped, who told him that he doesn't know ancient traditional musical instruments.

His grandfather could play the erhu, but Chi Fei, like most boys, was willing to spend time learning a musical instrument just to pick up girls.

Do you want him to sing love songs to girls while pulling the erhu? If he really wants to do this, he will probably be laughed at for three years.

He studied knotting him for a while in college, but where did he let him play the knot in this era? So you can only use the hum one.

Fortunately, although he didn't hum very well, the Tao class master listened to it fascinated.

After Chi Fei hummed twice, the Tao class master spoke: "Brother Su, I'll play it with the flute now, and you can see if there is anything wrong." ”

After saying that, he took out the flute he was carrying, and then adjusted the scale and slowly blew it.

is worthy of being an expert, only listening to it twice, and he can blow the whole melody accurately.

Especially under the backdrop of the elegant flute, the whole "Liang Zhu" was interpreted sadly and movingly.

After the Tao class master finished blowing, Chi Fei praised: "The Tao class master is really an expert, a little good." ”

Tao Banzhu put down the flute and tasted back: "This piece is so beautiful, it is perfect with the story of Liang Zhu." Wonderful, really wonderful. ”

"It's good if Master Tao likes it. In fact, I also heard the story of "Liang Zhu" told by an old man passing by.

When he finished, he hummed the song to me, and I remembered the story and the tune.

In order to let more people know this story, I have the cheekiness to write it out. Maybe the writing and diction are not eye-catching, but I have tried my best. ”

The golden shopkeeper shook his head and said, "Little brother is too modest, although your style of writing is very unique, it can even be said to be unprecedented. But whether a book is well written or not, the old man can still see it, otherwise how could the old man print it on the market. ”

The Tao class master smiled: "I also agree with the words of the golden shopkeeper, books are indeed good books, as long as you have eyes, you can see it." ”

"Two of them have won the prize."

After listening to Chi Fei's explanation, the golden shopkeeper and the Tao class master finally solved a long-standing mystery in their hearts.

How did a teenager who was only twelve or thirteen years old and had not yet opened his love story come up with such an unforgettable and touching love story as "Liang Zhu"?

If it's someone else's talk, it makes sense.

Of course, they are all elites in the industry, and they know how a passer-by could tell such a long story to a teenager who met in Pingshui?

At least it would have to be said for a day and a night, and it would have to be possible to remember the details clearly, which is unlikely.

So most of the content must have been added by the teenager himself, and the content added was completely devoid of any stiffness and abruptness, as if it was originally part of the story. This talent alone is enough to make them admire.

After the two sides negotiated, the master of the Tao class took out a red envelope from his sleeve and handed it to Chi Fei and said: "Brother Su, you can agree to give the story of "Liang Zhu" to Changchun Yuan for adaptation, and also gave the old man such a beautiful tune, the old man is really grateful.

This is by no means a transaction, just a little caution from the old man, please Brother Su don't think too much about it, and please accept it on your behalf. ”

Chi Fei shirked for a while, and finally saw that the other party really wanted to thank him, so he had to accept the red envelope.

He is not pretending to be polite, if the other party succeeds in changing "Liang Zhu" into an opera, it will be of great help to the spread of this story, and his own fame will also be greatly enhanced.

No matter how you calculate it, he is the biggest beneficiary.

What's more, people didn't even need to ask him to do it directly. is willing to talk to him face-to-face, which is already very face-saving. For such a humble gentleman, Chi Fei really didn't want to take money from him.

Seeing that the matter had been done, the master of the Tao class said goodbye to the two, and the golden shopkeeper politely sent him to the door.