Hit by the embarrassing sound in the compartment next to him, Wang Chuan was in no mood to observe the reactions of everyone in the field. Anyway, the opening tone of this play has already hung everyone, and there won't be too many surprises in the future. The whole opera story has twists and turns, the rhythm is stable, and it is supported by lyrics and songs above Lu Xuan's level, which is enough to attract attention. Wang Chuan didn't need to worry too much.

So Wang Chuan tried to watch the play with devotion. Just yesterday, he checked the rehearsal, but he just looked at it briefly, and didn't appreciate it seriously.

Then Wang Chuan came to Ge Shijing paralysis on the seat, and looked at the spacious and real stage downstairs, the handsome men and women were acting or singing, and they were paralyzed comfortably.

"Xianggong, drink tea."

Chen Lian handed over a steaming cup of tea.

Wang Chuan took the tea and took a sip, and the hot flow that warmed his stomach ran down his throat. Wang Chuan put the tea down. As the storyline enters the turning point, the music becomes slightly exciting, and the handsome sister who dresses up as the poor protagonist sings the song sonorously and movingly, attracting applause from the audience. But no matter how this kind of singing, for Wang Chuan, it is still quite elegant, Wang Chuan unknowingly, the old problem again, collapsed in the chair and fell asleep.

"Whew...... Whew......"

The sound of low breathing made Chen Lian helpless for a while.

"Sure enough, it's really worthy of being a father."

The little girl sighed, went to the back room, fetched a thin blanket, and put it on Wang Chuan. But the little girl complained about her husband, but she was still a little unhappy in her heart. Xiang Gong fell asleep listening to the play, which means that Xiang Gong did not only fall asleep by listening to the music he played.

It turns out that he listens to everyone play music like this!

The opera on stage continued, and the transitional lines were not as well-toned as ordinary operas, but as if they were speaking on a daily basis, at most they deliberately strengthened some emotional colors. This appearance makes everyone in the audience feel friendly and fresh, and it is also a little real and interesting.

The sisters who shuttled through the crowd had seen the rehearsals and knew the most about the new plays on stage, and some slightly more professional explanations and explanations with the guests added points to them. The customers who enjoyed the drama pricked up their ears to listen to the sisters' talk, and became more and more surprised - when did this sister in Willow Lane have so many doorways?

"Whew...... But I'm tired of my sister......"

Sister Han was almost busy working outside, leaving everything to others, and came to rest in the compartment where Wang Chuan and Chen Lian were. As soon as Chen Lian heard Sister Han come in and speak, she hurriedly turned her head, put her green onion white finger in front of her lips, and said, "Phew-". Sister Han glanced at Wang Chuan, who was sleeping on the chair, understood, and was busy with her mouth.

"Sister Han sit."

Chen Lian put a chair in front of the table, faced the big stage under the stage, and said.

Sister Han sat down on the chair and said strangely: "Why is it such a wonderful scene, Wang Zhuai can still fall asleep?" "Being next to another cubicle, and Wang Chuan is also asleep, Sister Han doesn't dare to speak loudly, only she and Chen Lian can hear it.

Chen Lian said quietly: "Xianggong is always like this, he falls asleep when he listens to the tune - no matter what the tune is. ”

Sister Han was stunned for a moment, and "eat" laughed: "I also said that Wang Zhu can make a drama quickly, he is so handsome, and he is also a romantic literati, but I didn't think there would be such a problem." ”

Chen Lian sighed helplessly, remembering the past of playing the piano, and suddenly felt lonely.

At the end of the play, Wang Chuan woke up beautifully and woke up leisurely.

"Wang Zhu, the play has just ended, you can wake up at such a time, you haven't even seen the ending."

Sister Han poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Wang Chuan, and said with a chuckle.

Wang Chuan took away the blanket covering his body, took a sip of tea and put down the cup, and said, "It's not that I haven't seen it, there's nothing to see." Which ending is used today? ”

"It is the ending of Fang Yun's success and redemption for Sister Yang."

Chen Lian replied. The little girl was fascinated just now, and now she is still relishing it, and she is a little distracted when she speaks.

"That's right."

Wang Chuan nodded. Fang Yun and Sister Yang are the names of the male and female protagonists of this play, and Wang Chuan gave them casually, which has no special meaning for people in this world. Wang Chuan didn't care which ending he chose today, it was up to Lu Xuan to decide. It seems that although Lu Xuan is young, he is still a good young man who likes to strive for self-improvement, and he is not interested in being a wasted house-type character who wants to be a little white face and hug his thighs when he doesn't do.

"Next, let's arrange for that 'Fang Yun' girl to return. In our building, she learned poetry well, or she couldn't let her play 'Fang Yun'. ”

Wang Chuan and Sister Han said, "Didn't you already rehearse yesterday?" You went to the stage to be an introduction and brought out the identity of the 'Fang Yun' girl. Then let the 'Fang Yun' girl mobilize the atmosphere, use this scene, and ask the people in the audience to compose poems and play lyrics, lyrical and suitable for the scene. Write down all the poems, and turn them back to Miss Lu Xuan to see if she can insert them into the play, and use them directly when she performs tomorrow. ”

This kind of thing is put in another world, that is the plagiarism of Chiguoguo, but in this world, it is different. The poems in the flower street have always been sung when they are taken, and the poets are still happy in every way, only to feel that the singing is high and loved, which proves that the poetry is of high standard and sought after, which is one of the means to become famous. Now the effect of the new drama in Yicui New Building is not bad, with Lu Xuan's level, it should not be difficult to embed the work of the scene into the play, without showing abrupt disobedience. When it is done properly, these fame-loving people will inevitably be happy to participate and pursue new plays.

"It's so fast, you have a lot of ideas."

Sister Han smiled "hee-hee" and was about to go out.

Wang Chuan said again: "In addition, remember to let 'Miss Fang Yun' say at the end, another ending will start tomorrow, and see if they come." And also...... That sister, let's call it 'Miss Fang Yun' in the future, don't call it sister. ”

Sister Han said suspiciously: "But our sisters in Willow Lane, as well as the prostitutes in Flower Street, have always been called sisters, so it's not good?" ”

"What's so bad? Do you understand role-playing? In the future, I will write some new plays, such as Taoist priests, monks, heroines and female officials, etc., which will not be more sought after. ”

Wang Chuan decisively said, "It's decided, you go and talk to that 'Fang Yun girl', and what happens in the future depends on her creation." ”

Sister Han finally came to her senses, pushed Wang Chuan's chest with a smile, and chuckled: "Wang Zhukuai is full of fake seriousness on weekdays, but now how can he show his fox tail?" It's so funny, ordinary people can't imagine it. The slave family knew that the people who were acting on stage simply had their names in the play. What do you think about catching a quick catch? ”

"So be it."

Wang Chuan admired Sister Han'er's ability to draw inferences to death.

And next to Wang Chuan, Chen Lian's little girl's eyes were purring, and she didn't know what she was thinking.