Chapter 67: Lang Huan Mansion

It turns out that it is only through fierce competition that real talent stands out.

Zhao Yan suddenly extended the storytelling conference, which was originally scheduled to be held for only two days, to four days later, and the coping strategies of the first storyteller students who were caught off guard became a litmus test to prove their ability.

Someone showed a strong ability to irrigate water, and after a book was told, the plot of the story was not even finished before the fight, but the listener was still fascinated by it.

Some people began to create their own branch plots, perhaps in Zhao Yan's view, these self-created plots are not as good as those fourth-rate Internet writers before the crossing, but the problem is that there are no Internet writers in this world, and there are few classic legends and myths, so the audience also listens to them with relish.

Someone looked for a younger brother and sister who wanted to be good, and begged grandpa to tell grandma to spend money to make a simple costume, trying to turn storytelling into a singing drama...... Well, this attempt failed, because that creative stupid, screenwriter and choreographer is so poor that people want to cover their faces, and a play without a soundtrack as a background sound is definitely not a good drama.

However, this also reminded Zhao Yan that it seemed quite good to replicate the drama of the Earth World Realm in this World Realm.

There is no way, there are no movies or blockbusters to watch in this world, so I can only think of this way to entertain myself.

Speaking of which, the young master's drama actors are quite easy to find, and the demons and monsters don't need makeup or anything, just find the real demons and monsters to act!

Master Ben can build a troupe to play!

Well, when it is released, Young Master Ben can also let the troupe perform classic dramas such as "Tianxian Pei", "Three Forks", "Peony Pavilion", "Drunken Concubine", "Red-Maned Horse" and so on.

Privately. Hey, hey, hey......

Zhao Yan, who was reminded, solemnly put it in his hardcover memo notebook. wrote down such bold words as "developing the drama industry and benefiting the people of the world".

Throw away Zhao Yan's little thoughts. All in all, the students of the first Gold Medal Storyteller Short Course he founded, under the fierce competition and strong market demand, all showed their best efforts to become the victors standing on the shoulders of others.

There is no way, the real money reward that Zhao Yan has already set up, and the position of the leader of the alliance that will definitely be established, are enough to stimulate these trainee storytellers, and they will rush forward when they break their heads.

Not to mention, after the thousands of free rolls every day. For those paid bills for a penny, all the trainee storytellers on stage can get their hands on the full amount.

So in this day, even the trainee storyteller with the least income can get at least more than 2,000 silver dollars!

If it weren't for the extraneous wealth, the trainee storyteller who tried to turn storytelling into a play wouldn't have the funds to make improvised costumes, wouldn't he?

The last one is the "sense of attention" that says that it is not important or important, and that it is important and very important.

Standing in a higher position than everyone else, he said that whether it was a dignitary or a common man. It is a feeling to have to speak with joy and sorrow with your own untamed tongue...... Cool!

It's really, really cool!

The trainee storytellers who were "invited" by Zhao Yan to the short-term training class and accepted a more systematic system were all so-called folk orators. These people are originally characters who want to be noticed.

So after talking for four days in a row, even a few unlucky people who failed to cross the border were all kind of Yan Shao who led them to embark on the road of storytellers. The gratitude grew.

And the siege of the citizens of Huanglong City on the first day almost caused a riot, and in the end, Yan Shao came out. The things that forcibly calmed it down also made these storytellers who were not stupid in the first place. understands that they want to go on the road of storytelling, and they are absolutely indispensable to the simple truth of the protection of Zhao Yan, a great nobleman.

Yan Shao is a good person! a good person that is rare in a century!

Storytellers trainee have the same strong and profound understanding.

At the same time, they are more and more proud and cherished of their identity as storytellers.

In the past few days, after the young man named Quan Shiyi successfully became a prospective student by self-recommendation, and the news somehow spread.

From the young man of the village, to the small citizen to the children of the rich family, and then to the children of the family, there is no shortage of people who come to recommend themselves and want to learn to tell stories.

It's a pity that not everyone can be as lucky as that Quan Shiyi.

Most of the guys who recommended themselves fell on the card that the tongue twister did not pass, and even if they were lucky, most of them would be persuaded to retire by Zhao Yan, who personally reviewed them, because of their image, accent, age, etc.

For the emerging industry of storytelling, Zhao Yan actually attaches great importance to it, in order not to collapse his own brand, he holds the belief that he would rather lack than abuse.

Therefore, in the past few days, there are only two or three lucky people, and they have successfully obtained the status of prospective students after the renewal of the eleventh day.

And these newcomers, all of them are teenagers and girls with good image and temperament, Zhao Yan is ready to cultivate for a long time and completely transform the outlook on life and the world of these boys and girls.

There's no way, anyway, Zhao Yan ...... Not bad money.

After a fierce four-day competition, the best three of the 38-person gold medal storyteller class finally stood out.

Zhao Erlang, who is not bad for money, naturally fulfilled his promise to reward him and distributed the bonus.

Naturally, it was a group of newly cultivated storytellers who were so strong that they didn't say anything affectionately stayed, and temporarily added an extra day of "thank you special".

Although I am not sure, those so-called storytelling fans came up with this idea because they had not heard Zhao Yan's "Observation and Idea Analysis Speech" and did not dare to urge Zhao Yan to fulfill his promise.

But this does not prevent Zhao Yan and Longxin Dayue from thanking the paid admission tickets of the special show, and the ticket price is temporarily reduced to two cents.

Of course, Zhao Yan also opened a new setting - "Special Storytelling Reward Activity".

This so-called "special storytelling reward activity" is any storytelling fan who doesn't want to be crowded in a noisy environment. Then you can "reward" at least five times the number of seats in the storytelling curtain to "invite" other listeners out. Then alone or with three or two people, listen to the meaning of the personal version.

This event is available as soon as it is launched. Those who came to join in the fun and listen to the commentary, but were squeezed by a large number of "inferior people", and there was no way to do it, the children of Huanglong City immediately expressed the highest degree of support.

These poor gentlemen who only have money left, throw N gold to charter the venue.

Even, it was also made that the children of the gentlemen who had a grudge before continued to increase each other's gold rewards to 1,000 taels in order to separate each other's signs, and as a result, the trainee storyteller who had never seen so much money in his life was stunned......

That hapless trainee storyteller. There is no reason not to be scared, because according to the rules set by Zhao Yan, although 20% of this reward money is drawn in the name of management fees and maintenance fees, the remaining 80% is owned by him.

Eight hundred taels of gold is really not a small amount!

"The gentlemen of Huanglong City, are they all rich to this extent? Young Master Ben is a little jealous of them, a place like this probably only needs to cultivate to the level of a national scholar, and he can run rampant. Are you flirting with ignorant beautiful girls along the street?"

When this news was passed to Zhao Yan's ears, Zhao Yan expressed Chi Guoguo's envy, jealousy and hatred.

"Erlang, this is obviously just a special case. And sister, I have to remind Jiro of you...... Langhuan Mansion has arrived. ”

In view of Zhao Yan's tone and expression, it was too much for people to want to cover their faces and pretend not to know, so Jiang Xinyue, who was riding in the same carriage as Zhao Yan. I had to open my mouth to remind me like this.

And as Jiang Xinyue said, she and Zhao Yan are indeed no longer in Zhujiazhuang on the Shili Slope at the moment. Instead, he rode in a low-key and simple carriage with no markers and appeared in Huanglong City, the capital of Jian'an Prefecture.

And the carriage that was supposed to move slowly. Not to mention, the coachman put the ottoman that was originally placed on the wheel on the ground, ready to welcome the two nobles in the car to get out of the car.

"Hmm, has it arrived so soon? This Langhuan Mansion is still quite easy to find......

Zhao Yan, who received a kind prompt, put away his original envious, jealous and hateful expressions and demeanor, and tried to make himself, who was deliberately wearing a series of wide-sleeved robes and white clothes, re-behave like a beautiful son.

"Sister Xinyue, have you seen the heartbeat of the male god?"

Zhao Yan was very murderous, and Matt shook a strand of long hair hanging down his cheeks, asked with a smile, and threw a wink by the way.

"If Erlang, you are not the younger brother I recognize, just this action you just now is enough to make my sister and me sprinkle a handful of bone powder on your face. ”

Jiang Xinyue replied angrily.

"Sister Xinyue, you hurt my young heart again, it's really broken-"

Zhao Yan covered his heart, his face full of sadness that he couldn't bear to read.

"Erlang, you are sixteen years old, and you are no longer a bear child who doesn't know anything. ”

Jiang Xinyue sighed, completely ignoring Zhao Yan's sadness, but instead sprinkled a handful of salt on Zhao Yan's wound.

Jiang Xinyue wouldn't tell Zhao Yan that the novel word of the super image of the bear child was a casual nonsense that she learned from Zhao Yan who usually didn't pay much attention to.

"Sister Xinyue, this word is already too much, people are obviously only sixteen years old!"

Zhao Yan emphasized that the sixteen-year-old earth world, which is about the same as still being carefree, plus rebelliously studying middle school, saying that everyone is an older bear child may be wronged, but if half of them are older bear children, then it is the truth of the universe.

Therefore, even if he has an uncle-level soul, this still can't prevent Zhao Yan from maliciously selling cuteness in front of Jiang Xinyue by relying on his physical body to be only sixteen years old.

"Okay Erlang, stop messing around, we really should get off. Here, after all, it is Langhuan Mansion, and we have a request from others after all. ”

Under Zhao Yan's malicious cuteness, Jiang Xinyue finally lost to Zhao Yan, and had to say softly and coaxing.

Zhao Yan, who successfully achieved his goal, smiled and winked at Jiang Xinyue, and then finally put on a posture of a tsundere little rooster with his head up, chest and belly, and took the lead in getting out of the carriage that was lifted by Xia Hua, who came with the car.

Then, Zhao Yan finally saw the Langhuan Mansion that he had heard of for a long time, but he was finally able to see it today.

It is different from the imagination that it should be like the old school gate of Peking University, not to mention the antique red bricks and red tiles and red columns, and there are two stone lions squatting at the door to demonstrate the seriousness.

This Langhuan Mansion has no gate at all, and some of them are actually just a ...... Grass House.

Hey, there are tall and majestic gorgeous buildings all around, how can you look at this area should be the place of the top upper-class community in Huanglong City, it's not suitable to build such a grass house, right!?

The psychological contrast is too great, so Zhao Yan didn't guess a step in suspense, and fell on his stomach.

"Sister Xinyue, are you sure that this is really Langhuan Mansion?

Zhao Yan, who had finally regained his footing, turned his head and asked.

"As far as you know, you would say that. Jiang Xinyue, who finally got out of the carriage, showed a shallow smile that was almost snickering: "Actually, the real elite of Langhuan Mansion is not in these cottages, but-"

Jiang Xinyue stretched out a finger and crossed the grass house that had caused a lot of impact on Zhao Yan, pointing to the small hill behind the grass house that was at most fifty meters above sea level, but full of pines and cypresses.

"There. ”

Jiang Xinyue, who pointed to the small hill, said. (To be continued......)