"That's?" Qian Dingzhang asked

"It's all my face, a few days before the Chinese New Year, Director Ding asked me to go to his house to sing the Changtang meeting during the New Year, this Director Ding, in the Shencheng artist circle, everyone knows that there is a widow's disease, and often tricks female artists into his house in the name of singing the Changtang Association, and then 。。。。。"

"For this matter, our sisters begged all the people they could find, and they had been crawling around in Shencheng for so many years, and they still knew some people up and down, but when they heard that it was Director Ding who was invited, they were all too frightened to say anything. I thought, if you can't go, just go, wandering the rivers and lakes for so many years, it's indeed a little tired, while Shaohua is still there, marrying him to be a child is also a home, it's better than falling jackdaws and still floating in the bitter road and having nothing to rely on. ”

Chen Bui's face turned pale when he heard this, he was a literati with a high temperament, and he couldn't afford to talk much about female artists, and he would make fun of them when he was in a good mood, but he didn't abuse each other after all, he treated the other party as a human being, and he was very unaccustomed to Director Ding's practice of bullying people and using artists as playthings.

"Who knows" Speaking of this, Lu Zuixian's tears finally fell, and He Ruoxi next to her took her hand and said with a crying voice, "Sister, sister, don't say it, don't say it"

Lu Zuixian touched her head, took out a familiar Luo handkerchief embroidered with a phoenix, tucked the corner of her eyes, and continued, "It's just that Director Ding has a crush on me, and I'm a girl, she's only 15 years old."

"Smack" Chen Bui slapped the case, "Bastard, how can there be such a person in KMT, you tell me who he is?" ”

"His name is Ding Mo Estate," Lu Zuixian gritted his teeth and said a name hatefully

"Ah" Qian Dingzhang's heart exploded with a thunderbolt, "obediently rumbling hole, this famous name, the prototype of Mr. Yi in "Lust and Caution", one of the masterminds of Wang's puppet secret service agency, has a lot of blood debts on his hands, and is called a butcher raised by the Japanese by Western reporters. After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, he was shot. This person has a long career and deep qualifications, calculating the time, this kid should now be the director of the third division of the Investigation and Statistics Department of the Military Commission, the minister is called Chen Lifu, the director of the first division is Xu Enzeng, and the director of the second division is Dai Lidai boss... No wonder no one was willing to help after looking for a long time, the secret service has always been the Hades Palace, and after entering inexplicably, the probability of coming out alive depends on whether the ancestral tomb is smoking" He was thinking in his heart. Over there, Chen Bui stroked his forehead with his hand, "This is not easy to do"

Seeing this scene, the two sisters who were full of hope just now couldn't help but hug each other softly and sobbed, and after a while, Lu Zuixian said, "The little woman knows that this matter is really troublesome, and it is not easy for Mr. Chen to listen to me, and he will not dare to trouble anymore after that."

Chen Bui looked at the two of them, suddenly laughed, clapped his hands and said, "To deal with this person, I am certainly not able to catch it, after all, he is a person from the Bureau of Statistics and Surveys, and I am just a small record office, and I can't control his head on the arguments, but it's simple for him not to come to you for trouble, my face is still sold by someone, Guangbiao, pen and ink are waiting"

When Li Guangbiao heard this, he didn't know where to take out a big briefcase, took out the four treasures of the study room and put them on the table, Chen Bui dipped the brush in the ink, and wrote down four big characters "Fenghua peerless" and added the upper and lower paragraphs "Mr. Lu Zuixian Yazheng, Cixi is afraid of the base"

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect this old man to learn from the prodigal boy once" Chen Bui looked at his masterpiece and laughed out loud.

"If you take this painting and frame it, pick a conspicuous place at home and hang it, it will naturally be too peaceful."

Lu Zuixian hurriedly took it and looked up and down for a long time, and his tears were hazy with joy, "Thank you, Mr. for saving my sister."

Chen Bui waved his hand, "This is also a shame, I can't protect the weak through the laws of the party-state, but I want to go this crooked way... ”

Qian Dingzhang next to him looked at the hot eyes, and he was holding back on the side, he also wanted one and was embarrassed to speak.

When Chen Bui saw his style, he also smiled, and wrote another one, which was also four big characters "in his prime".

Qian Dingzhang was overjoyed, and Chen Bui asked Li Guangbiao to pack up the four treasures of the study. The latter said to Chen, "I want to borrow it, and Mr. will use it with pen and ink to attract "Youjiao"".

Chen Bui nodded, only to see Li Guangbiao, the brush brushed on a few pieces of white paper, Qian Dingzhang leaned over and looked at it, but it was a song of blessings, "The Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of the Earth, there is a night cry in my house, the passing gentleman recites it four times, and sleeps until dawn" The payment is a strange monogram.

"What is this?" Qian Dingzhang was curious, obviously these two would not take a baby.

"Take a closer look," Li Guangbiao said as he collected his pen and ink.

"Uh, yes, I see that everyone else is writing on red paper, and they are all read three times by a passing gentleman, is this difficult?"

"Well, summoning the stake, you can only use it once, and you will replace it next time, so I'm not afraid that you will see it"

Li Guangbiao immediately opened the door and called the cousin, stuffed him with a few small oceans, and took care of him to paste these pieces of paper to the Chenghuang Temple, the police station and other lively places in the town, and the salary of the cousin was only 2 yuan a month.

Chen Bui saw that the matter had been dealt with, so he said hello to a few people and went to the bookstore to sit down.

There are only three people left in the lounge, Qian, Lu, and He, "Thanks to Mr. Xiao Qian today" Lu Zuixian was quite moved, if it weren't for Qian Dingzhang's matchmaking, he would be in real trouble.

"You're welcome, everyone is the same way, but what about this book?" Qian Dingzhang made a difficulty. is also a "Three Laughs", but each artist speaks differently, and there is no unified script at this time, of course, even if there is a script, no one will use it, who will listen to it if it is the same? The artist and apprentice are also taught orally, except for some long praises, they basically do not fall into words.

If everyone is a master, or a master, it would be better, the framework is roughly the same, but what has changed is only some lines or gimmicks, now Qian Dingzhang and his father are singing Xu tune, and Lu Zuixian is learning Yu tune. The two of them have very different book paths.

Or He Ruoxi came up with an idea, "It's better to do this, anyway, today's event is mainly for Mr. Chen, so don't follow the previous order, you two of you have always listened to the "Three Laughs" of various genres, simply pick the most widely circulated and the most sung, so that all kinds of changes are basically clear in mind, no matter how you sing it, you can always pick it up." ”

"Good way, then Mr. Lu will ask you to get started" According to the rules, Lu Zuixian sang as an elder and played the three strings, and played the pipa himself.

"It's better for you to get started," Lu Zuixian was humble

"This...

Seeing that Qian Dingzhang was still hesitating, Lu Zuixian taught the others, "I know that you are talking about rules and respecting me as a master, but you think about the rare opportunity today, let Mr. Chen leave a good thought after singing, and it will be much more convenient to walk on the dock in the future, or enter Shencheng Mr. Chen will say a word casually in the upper class, and you and I will sing for more than ten years." I'm already at the top of my popularity now, even if I play the three strings today, it's just the icing on the cake, but you're different, you can soar to the sky by seizing this opportunity today. ”

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If there are readers who like to listen to northern storytelling or have studied the storytelling, they should know a sentence that there was Liu Jingting in the past, and Yuan Kuocheng in the present.

There are even times when the genre of storytelling is for Liu as the ancestor, but in real terms, Liu is talking about the southern commentary, and his hometown is said to be today's Nantong, and the other is Taizhou, in short, it is Soviet-Chinese. Later, he followed Zuo Liangyu and gradually went north.

Today's Mr. Yuan Kuocheng is known as Yuan Sanguo, but Mr. Yuan took the opportunity of a meeting or performance to ask Mr. Tang Gengliang for advice on skills. Why? There are two kinds of manuscripts for storytelling, one is called ink shell and the other is called Taoism, the former is to go to the bookstore to buy a book, and make up the words by yourself, and the latter is taught by the master orally, especially all kinds of praise are not found in the book, and the richness of the details is far better than the book. Mr. Tang Gengliang's manuscript of Changbanpo has about 30w words, and Mr. Wu Junyu's manuscript of Wu Song has hundreds of thousands of words. The abundance of detail adds to the audibility and playfulness of the entire book.

A while ago, I saw a saying on Zhihu, why China does not have such a work as "Ice and Fire", at that time, some people said that in fact, in terms of the storyline of the Three Kingdoms itself, its ups and downs are not as exciting as ice and fire, and there were foreigners who watched the Three Kingdoms and cried when they saw Guan Yu's death and expressed their unacceptability, which is the best example. The difference between the Three Kingdoms and Ice and Fire is that the former is a synopsis of the story because it is a script in itself, while the latter is a well-crafted novel. If one day the manuscripts of the predecessors can be used to recreate a new Three Kingdoms, the readability must be very strong.