Storytellers, experienced storytellers have wonderful stories. And there are only a few wonderful ones, and the other storytellers are all stories of talented and beautiful people, which are really boring.

Later, when a storyteller came, I said, "You just sit and don't say anything." ”

Usually I hesitate a few times and refuse to agree, so I said: "If you sit here quietly for an afternoon, you can get your honorarium a lot, if you don't listen to me, then I will tell the prince that you are not good, and I will make me very unhappy, and I promise that you will not get a penny at that time." Choose one of the two, choose for yourself. ”

After all, there is not a single one who is disobedient. So he went out from noon to the end of the day, and there were still people who didn't even dare to open their mouths from beginning to end. I can only marvel at myself, money is really the most powerful thing in the world.

Later, Yuan Chang found out, but he just laughed and let me mess around.

On this day, I was going to say the same thing to the storyteller that the maid had brought back today. Who knew that seeing this person really amazed me.

First of all, today's storyteller is actually a female gentleman.

Secondly, this is still a very beautiful female Jiao'e.

Her skin is very white, she is a rare Peugeot Danfeng eye, with black Daishan eyebrows, lips like condensation, a little powder, and a slender neck. What makes me sigh the most is that she is wearing a light purple shirt, which simply gives people the illusion that no one in this world can deserve purple except her.

In the end, she asked me to look at the face of the good. This kind of goodness is a feeling that does not even arise when you first see Yuanchang.

Her face was indifferent, not as good as her salute to me, but I asked her first, "What do you call the girl?" ”

She said: "It's good to call the slave family Aunt He." ”

I nodded and returned, "My name is Rong Xi." ”

She said again: "Miss Rong, the slave family is here to read books. ”

The implication of her words is that she is just talking about books, and she will not meet in the future, so there is no need to have so much communication between them.

Of course I knew, but I couldn't help but want to ask her name and get to know her more. She gave me a sense of familiarity, as if we had met before.

I replied to her, "I know, but maybe the girl doesn't know my rules, and I don't need anyone to tell me, you just need to sit there and drink tea, and you can leave at any time." If you don't talk much, I'll give you a lot of money. But if you insist on saying it, then you don't want to take the money. The girl is a smart person, she must know how to choose, right? ”

She looked at me and smiled. Walked over to the table and poured a cup of tea.

I noticed that she did all these actions very moderately, and the tea was only a small sip, which shows that she is very literate herself. It made me curious about her, and I wondered why such a woman would come to the book.

She only said: "The slave family only talks about the slave family's books, girl, you can listen to it or not, you can feel free." ”

I was surprised again, thinking that there are still people in this world who don't love money!

I put down the scroll in my hand, straightened my posture, and asked her, "Why do you insist on this?" ”

She didn't answer my words and reached out to pull her long hair up. I noticed that she had her hair so long, up to her ankles. Seeing that she did not answer, I said, "Then girl, you speak, I will listen." ”

She put down the teacup in her hand, looked around, and asked, "Can Miss Rong provide a piano for the slaves?" ”

I called Jin Xiang and asked her to bring the piano in Yuan Chang's room. He Gu stroked the piano, then sat down again, fingers flicked, red lips lightly opened, the sound of the piano was moving, her voice was even more moving, and the words knocked on the door of my heart.

The story begins in the middle of a summer night, and the woman in the story is named Hua Xiangrong. She was born alone, and someone once told her that she could not get anything she wanted in this life......"

It's a long, long story, long enough for me to listen to for the rest of my life......