Qian Dingzhang saw him leaning against the head of the bed, his face was still a little pale, but his spirit was good, so he hurriedly walked to the bed and stretched out his hand to probe his forehead, "Daddy, your heat has gone down, I'll pour you a cup of tea."

After handing the tea, he opened the suitcase and took out the leather robe he wore when he performed on stage, and saw that Qian Xunzhi had drunk all the water in the cup, and after pouring it for him, he put it on the bedside table, picked up the three strings, thought about it and brought the pipa with him. said to Qian Dingzhang, "Daddy, I'm going to go to school, don't worry, although it is the first time to put a single file on stage, but I have followed you to the north and south for so many years, and I am not afraid" He comforted his father.

Qian Xunzhi just smiled when he heard it, "I estimate that it will take three days to go on stage, and it will depend on you in these three days, you just have to say the book, I'd rather say it faster than delay, keep the listeners, it's really not okay, you can skip some paragraphs, as long as you speak fluently, when I get better and go on stage, many places can be remedied, rest assured to go"

"Okay, then I'll go, I just said hello to the porridge shop next door, and they'll send some porridge and side dishes later" Yan Bi turned around and left. Qian Xunzhi smiled and saw him leave, and then lay down again.

Qian Dingzhang bought a meat steamed bun on the way to the bookstore and ate it while walking, not because the time was too short to eat, but the habit of storytellers, they couldn't eat too much before going on the stage, and after eating too much, people were easy to be lazy and unenergetic, and they couldn't stop eating. There are also some old gentlemen, because of the old age and lack of energy, before going on stage, they put on a tube of "incense" in the lounge. Qian Xunzhi has always been respectful of opium, if the situation allows, he will not even step into the smoke room, for fear that the soaring smoke will make people unconsciously addicted, and Qian Dingzhang, who comes from the future, also hates A Furong even more.

"Hey, Mr. Xiao came early today, just after 11 o'clock, where is Mr. Qian?" The bookstore owner saw Qian Dingzhang's warm greetings.

"My father is sick and bedridden today, so I'm going to put a single file today," Qian Dingzhang said apologetically.

"This, this" The bookstore owner looked unhappy, and he began to speak.

Qian Dingzhang could only patiently explain, "A few days ago, in order to take care of the boy, my father was running around looking for Lang Zhong every day after finishing the book, and excessive fatigue led to illness, but Mr. Lang Zhong of the Crane Year Hall said that as long as he rested for two or three days, he could be cured, and his father ordered me to sing a single file these days, Boss Mei, don't worry, I have been apprenticed for many years and said that I am proficient in gimmicks and singing, or I will sing an opening chapter first, so that you can settle down?" As he spoke, he lifted his feet and walked towards the door.

The bookstore owner took a small step forward, and he could stand in front of him, still in his mouth, but he didn't say why.

"Hmph, this is to press my signature money", Qian Dingzhang is such a smart person, and he understood what the other party meant in a little turn of his mind. The so-called signing money is the ticket share income given by the bookstore to the storyteller. At present, this Boss Mei is also an old man, he acts and speaks without leakage, he wants to reduce his share, but he is afraid that he will say it himself, he will spread the notoriety of bullying fallen artists, which will break the signboard in the industry, and if you invite famous characters in the future, I am afraid that there will be unexpected troubles. Therefore, he was full of words, but he never let Qian Dingzhang enter the door, what he wanted was that he himself opened his mouth and proposed to lower the share.

"Profiteers, profiteers, no traitors, no businessmen" Qian Dingzhang sighed in his heart, and then thought that his box office appeal was indeed much worse than that of his father, and the other party's request was not too much, so he immediately considered changing the account splitting in the past few days from four or six cents to folio.

"Oh, isn't this Boss Mei, hey, and Mr. Xiao, what are you doing standing at the door face to face on such a cold day, like two whiteboards on the mahjong table" At this time, a sound like a silver bell came, and the two of them didn't need to turn their heads to know who was coming. Such a crisp and good-sounding Su Bai, who else is there besides the big-horned drunken fairy?

Lu Zuixian kept talking in his mouth, walked into the bookstore from next to the two, stood in the door and beckoned to the two, "Come in quickly, the stove inside is burning red, how warm is it?" ”

At this moment, Qian Dingzhang saw Lu Zuixian's dress today, and the big horn that was called "the queen of bullet words, and the color and art are unique" by the newspapers of Shencheng are really extraordinary. A long hair is permed into the most fashionable big wavy curls, the bangs are fixed with a small diamond hairpin, revealing a smooth and full forehead, a long gray squirrel skin coat, a lake green cheongsam that faintly reveals the inside from the hem, a mink fur collar around the neck, and hands wrapped in a gray squirrel skin hand cage of the same color as the coat. Excited by the heating in the bookstore, her face flushed and even more delicate, Lu Zuixian became famous at the age of eighteen, and it has been ten years since she broke through the docks, and she is nearly thirty years old, but time has not caused damage to her but has added a charming and elegant temperament. Seeing her smiling at this moment, Qian Dingzhang shouted in his heart, "What a beautiful royal sister." Well, no, it's popular to call Miss Miss now."

When Boss Mei saw this, he could only turn around and enter, and Qian Dingzhang also followed generously, "Hello Mr. Lu", "Miss He" He greeted the two politely.

Lu Zuixian nodded to him, but said to Boss Mei, "I heard what you just said, don't say dark words in front of the Ming people, everyone is in this business, he knows what you think in your heart" As he spoke, he raised the orchid and pointed at Qian Dingzhang, "You know what he thinks in his heart" and withdrew his finger from Qian Dingzhang, and gently poked the boss on the shoulder.

Boss Mei was struck by lightning and suddenly trembled and almost couldn't stand firmly, Lu Zuixian saw this and closed his hand and smiled, his expression looked like an 18-year-old girl, innocent and natural, not to mention that the boss and Qian Dingzhang The two big men looked lost their souls, and the early listeners in the bookstore saw this scene and were all soul-granting, and the girl He next to her was dumbfounded, her sister was too powerful, no wonder a group of light literati who wrote articles for Shanghai radio tabloids mentioned that Lu Zuixian all gave him the title of "Xiao Daji" and "Sai Baoxi" "Sinking Fish and Falling Goose Dew", "Closed Moon Shy Flower Fairy" and other honorific titles. I don't see how she works, and in just a few words, she has become the focus of the entire bookstore.

After nodding at the audience in the bookstore again, Lu Zuixian said to the bookstore owner, "You are worried that Mr. Xiaoqian is not popular enough, this is also a reasonable thing." So let's do it, I'll come up with an idea."

"Mr. Lu, please speak"

"You are also an expert, tell me how Mr. Xiaoqian's skills are?" Lu Zuixian looked at him with a smile, and Boss Mei felt restless, and ordinary people were stared at for a few seconds by a peerless beauty with a glorious appearance.

"Uh, uh" I could see that Boss Mei was trying to restrain his mind, and after twisting for a while, he said, "Mr. Xiao Qian, it's really beautiful to say that the four homework of playing and singing are really beautiful, don't say that in a rural place like ours, even if you put it in Shencheng, it is enough to gain a foothold, but now I go to the wooden sign to erase Mr. Qian's name and change it to Mr. Xiao Qian's single file, I'm afraid that the old listeners won't buy it."

"That's what you said, so I'll give you ideas to make sure it works?"