Section 9, Wanchun Pavilion

Early in the morning of the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Wu Song came to the old place in Nanshi and just set up the painter, and a little girl with a double bun ran over from afar

.“ My mother invited you to paint, the price is negotiable", the little girl raised her head and blinked wide-eyed

.“ How much money can you have? ”

.“ As long as you draw well, my mother will not miss you for 30 or even 50 runs."

.“ Where to draw? How far"

.“ Wanchun Pavilion, 2 streets to the north"

.“ Let's go, go over and have fun," Wu Song said to Li Hu,

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Walked two streets to a 3-storey attic, entered the attic steps, in the middle of the door is a 20-meter square patio, a few early girls lazily leaned on the railing to look at Wu Song Li Da, 2 people were led into a side room on the second floor

.“ Mother is them," the little girl said

.“ Yesterday I heard that someone in Nanshi drew a good painting, and he painted one for me, and he wanted to be full-body," said a middle-aged woman sitting on a chair.

.“ 40 strokes" Wu Song looked at the middle-aged woman who was dressed very brightly and said

.“ The price is easy to say, but it has to be like, how long it should be, and what you don't need to paint is the same as a fairy,"

Wu Song supported the painter and began to paint.

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Soon I heard someone next door singing: "The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the shower is ,,, at the beginning" A string of babbling singing voices is not strange,

.“ How much does it cost?" The little girl ran over and asked

.“ 2 money, send it away"

After a while, I heard the sound of erhu next door, and after a high-pitched Western Regions song, the little girl ran over again

.“ Well, let Yan Yan memorize the score and give that person 10 yuan."

.“ You can also sell music here," Wu Song saw that there was no sound next door for a long time, so he asked,

.“ That's natural, every month on the fourth and fifth days of the new year, you have to buy some poems and songs, this rule has been more than 60 years."

.“ How can there be such a rule? Wu Song asked as he painted

.“ This, or 60 years ago, Liu Yongliu was a big official and immortal, and our Zhao Xingshou Zhao's mother set this rule, after that, even if it was opened to Xijing, Wanchun Pavilion has always maintained this habit, as long as you have undisclosed high-quality poems, small songs, hundreds of thousands, we will not hesitate, what we want is the sensational effect of the first release, do you understand? After that, he habitually waved his handkerchief and sang:

.“ I don't want to wear ayaluo, I want to be the seventh brother of Yiliu;

I don't want the king to call, but I want to be called by the willows;

I don't want a thousand gold, I want to get the willow seven hearts;

I don't want the gods to see, I want to know the seven faces of the willows. ”

Looking at this Xiangxiang mother of Wanchun Pavilion, it seems that she has changed the verbose syndrome of middle-aged women, and keeps singing repeatedly,

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.“ Hey, over the years, some poor scholars have come to sell, the quality of poetry is not as good as year after year, and our business has been declining," said Xiangxiang's mother again,

.“ Spend more money to cultivate some good seedlings," Wu Song said as he painted.

.“ Hmph, what you said is simple, that Li Shishi from Tokyo is 26 years old, she still looks like she is still 2 or 9 years old, and she is outstanding in singing, dancing, piano and chess, where do you say I can find a girl to cover her?",

.“ Oh, then change the use of new management tricks, even if there is no top Oiran, the income will definitely not be low",

.“ Hmph, look at what you said, what are so many new tricks to find? Xiangxiang's mother was a little disdainful,

.“ I have a few golden ideas, I don't know how much you can come up with? Wu Song thought for a while and said,

.“ Let's talk about it," Xiangxiang's mother said,

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.“ For example, the stage in the courtyard of Wanchun Pavilion is too small, it is better to become a T-shaped catwalk", said Wu Song drew a T-shaped figure on another piece of paper and handed it to Xiangxiang, "The T-shaped catwalk is covered with a red carpet, and the dancing girls and singers on it can go deep into the audience, and the audience can not only see it at night, but even touch it, it is called a 360-degree display of the beautiful figure of the singers and dancers, and some wine tables are arranged on three sides of the T-shaped catwalk, the price of the near is high, and the price of the far is low,"

.“ Well, good, go on", Xiangxiang's mother's eyes lit up

.“ Ten large bronze mirrors are placed next to the lantern on the second floor to reflect the light on the stage, making the stage brighter at night"

.“ Well, go on" Xiangxiang's mother leaned forward

.“ Engage in some bidding for flower baskets, if you want to accompany the wine overnight, buy the flower basket, the one with the highest price will get, a 100 guan high position to accompany the wine and accompany the night right, from 10 guan all the way to the bidding accumulation, maybe he has to turn 300 guan to get"

.“ It's wonderful," Xiangxiang's mother patted her thigh,

.“ Of course, you know that what men love most is to see the curvy beauty of women."

.“ Haha, little monk, you also know that you are curvy, haha", Xiangxiang's mother covered her mouth and laughed

.“ Anyone who draws, you know, that's called art, you know? Ahh

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.“ Okay, okay, my Wanchun Pavilion is a century-old brand, you go around and inquire, as long as you can make a fortune, I Xiangxiang will never lose your silver" Xiangxiang's mother patted her huge chest and said,

.“ How do you count this golden idea? ”

.“ You say how you say it counts"

.“ I only need 7% of the turnover in the first 3 days, and I can't lose it, what do you think?"

.“ Okay, just do it" This Xiangxiang mother is very decisive

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In the afternoon, Wu Song has been busy, letting people distribute small advertisements, arranging the T-shaped catwalk, designing auction flower baskets, and quickly letting the show girl rush to make a new bandeau, looked at the program schedule, there is actually a water tune song head in the middle, when is the bright moon, and suddenly remembered the tune sung by Faye Wong in the later generations, and it must be replaced, so he taught Wanchun Pavilion 2 golden voices and 1 new song: the tune of "When is the Bright Moon" in later generations,

After hearing this, Xiangxiang's mother hurriedly called out to a girl named Yanyan, who looked like she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and shouted, "Hurry up and score it", Wu Song saw that the girl's eyes immediately straightened, her eyes were exactly the same as the eyes of the school flower of the art department in the previous life, this is the eyes of my first love, Wu Song kept chattering in his heart.

Looking at Wu Song in a daze, Xiangxiang's mother put her hand on Wu Song's shoulder and whispered: "Little monk, do you want to be vulgar, I will make you comfortable"

.“ Work first, I'll sing your score," Wu Song said to the Yanyan girl,

After singing, looking at the strange ancient music score, Wu Song was furious, this twisted and crooked record, this is the book of heaven

.“ Tomorrow I will teach you a new style of musical notation, and I will benefit you for a lifetime" Wu Song said,

.“ Thank you, Childe, "That Yanyan girl made a thousand blessings."