Jiang Yang saw the stone in the small theater.

Now it's raining heavily, and the uncles and aunts have nowhere to go, and Uncle Wang and they started the gong, attracting a lot of onlookers.

Jiang Yang saw the stone in the audience: "What, you were kicked out?" ”

"Me? Joke. ”

The stone said that they should be noisy, they should make a fuss, but they would never run away from home.

He's just here to see.

Shi gestured with his hand, "Uncle Wang, this place is not bad for us to rehearse and perform." ”

He planned to discuss with Uncle Wang and them, and the drama troupe and the drama troupe would be merged into one. Uncle Wang doesn't pay the venue fee, and they can also follow the free venue rent, which can save a lot of money this time.

Jiang Yangfu, "You really deserve to be the one who maxed out twelve credit cards, this financial management method is proper." ”

That's it-

In case Uncle Wang and they want to perform, the repertory troupe will also perform, and when the time comes, they will rehearse here and there, "You have a crush on Peach Blossom Spring." ”

"Crush on Peach Blossom Spring?"

The stone does not understand.

"Hmm."

Jiang Yang is not easy to explain.

It's also a drama.

In this play, "Secret Love" and "Peach Blossom Spring" of "Secret Love" take place in the same theater in two mismatched love stories, "Secret Love" is a modern tragedy, and "Peach Blossom Spring" is an ancient comedy. When the drama stage is divided into two and staged together, the staggering of joy and sorrow, the reflection and mash-up of modern and ancient, make the structure of the drama very peculiar.

Jiang Yang watched it, and once laughed out of a pig in the middle of the night.

This drama is both popular and popular, and many actors have starred in it.

Of course, Jiang Yang is not easy to explain to the stone.

Jiang Yang told him that this was a preliminary idea, and then told him about the peculiar structure of the drama.

Who knew that the stone was shocked when he heard it.

There is such a great idea in the world.

He held Jiang Yang's hand, "Brother, don't say anything, this script must be written, you must write it!" As long as you write it, brother will go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, smash the pot and sell iron, and you will also shoot this drama! ”

His phone rang.

"Wait for me!" The stone swore unstoppable words and swore that he spoke hard, "Hey! ”

The official call of the credit card recommended the repayment installment to the stone.

Shi Hao asked him if there was any discount for installments and whether the points could be redeemed.

Jiangyang: ......

"There's no discount at all, you recommend a fart installment."

Shi hung up the phone and continued to say to Jiang Yang: "As long as you write it, I will cover you in the future!" If you don't write it, I'll smash your house glass - forget it, I'll be your wife's black fan, she will make a song, and I say a song is not good! ”

The stone convinced Jiang Yang of his ability to analyze music theory.

He just plays this, if he really wants to be black, he can always hack things.

Jiang Yang: "Now that podcasts are popular, since you are so capable, why don't you make money from the whole podcast." ”

With a wave of the stone's hand, none of that mattered.

There are only two most important points now, writing the script and rehearsing "Birdman".

Jiang Yang asked him: "How to arrange?" ”

Now they don't have enough money, the actors have not been decided, and the director is not available, so they have set such a venue for the time being, and it may not be usable.

Jiang Yang: "Uncle Wang, are they willing to share it with you?" ”

"Huh?"

Shi looked at Jiang Yang, "Isn't your script tailor-made for them?" ”

This drama involves raising birds, and it also involves Peking Opera, especially the part of the post-bread public trial singing opera, it is not appropriate not to invite the uncles to sing, "This ready-made consultant, actor and props, if you don't pull them in, are you worthy of the efforts of the masters?" ”

Jiang Yang was speechless.

He felt that Uncle Wang and his family thought about inheriting Peking Opera every day, and as soon as it was combined with drama, it would have new vitality.

These words are suitable to fool Uncle Wang, and the thief is appropriate.

But the question is-

"How did your wife pass that level?"

The stone wilted.

****

Tada Mitsuru sat weakly in his seat, and he was going to be transferred to be the deputy head of the management department.

This is a promotion.

But Tada Mitsuyo doesn't like it, he still likes to publish the first line.

He has a bookcase at home with the books he is responsible for publishing, and every day he sits in front of the bookshelf and looks at these books, from the cover to the contents, which contain traces of his painstaking efforts and the author's communication, he feels extremely proud.

However, now the company wants to cultivate new talents, to have a good circulation of books, and he, in the words of the editor-in-chief, can't keep up with the trend, and the writer in charge comes up with something that not only has a bad market prospect, but also is very slow.

He doesn't have much value anymore.

Of course, Tada Mitsuliang knows what the editor-in-chief said, but if he forces the author to write something he is not good at or does not like, he really can't do it, even if he does it to cater to the trend, and the speed is fast, and the book that is finally placed on the shelf, Tada Mitsuliang will feel that it is ironic.

He wondered if he might as well go back and inherit the family's cafeteria.

His father died a year ago, leaving behind a small storefront, he subleased it, not long ago the lease expired, the other party stopped renting, and now he is idle, Tada Mitsuliang feels that he is very talented in making egg sandwiches, maybe-

Bite.

The mailbox rang.

He opened the mailbox, it was Susan's Chinese letter, Tada Mitsuro understood Chinese, but there was some difficulty. He looked at it slowly, at first he was still immersed in the irritability of the transfer, and he couldn't calm down, but when he saw the three words "The Little Prince", his spirit immediately came.

Now "The Little Prince" is not available in Japanese, but he has read the English version.

After reading it, Tada Mitsuliang feels that "The Little Prince" is a work of art, and every paragraph is worth recalling and scrutinizing, it is a book worth cherishing and reading often.

He decided that he would collect different editions of "The Little Prince" in the future.

I heard that the English version will be reprinted soon, and this time there will be a hardcover edition, so he must buy it. As for the Japanese version, needless to say, the Chinese version will be the top priority, the original work has charm, it is worth remembering and cherishing, and it must be placed in the c position at that time.

However, Mitsuryo Tada could not have imagined that one day, the author of "The Little Prince", whom he had longed for for a long time, would have his new book delivered to him, and he would decide whether to be in charge of editing and publishing the Japanese edition.

Needless to say!

Tada Mitsuliang was excited, trembling to write a reply, and even the keyboard was careless, and he wrote many words after pressing it for a long time. He usually wrote the letter quickly, but this time it took him an extra twenty minutes, because he tried to reply in Chinese, and his Chinese was only limited to reading and was not good at writing, so he was extra cautious after writing, and finally sent the reply after making sure that it was correct.

Then he stood up happily.

The eyes of the entire office were on him, and Mitsura Tada hurriedly apologized.

But the joy in his heart could not be suppressed, he knew that if the author of "The Little Prince" was responsible for the new work, he would definitely not be able to transfer it, and there would be a good book designed and planned by him on his shelf, which was worth recalling for a long time.

He believed in the author of The Little Prince.

Mitsura Tada thinks it must be a good book.