Nalanchu didn't say anything.
Meng Yue was not Baishui.
He was powerful.
She should be cautious in front of him except for some innocuous things.
"I have made arrangements for the theater.
How long do you have until you finish writing this play?"
Meng Yue sat down next to Nalanchu and looked at her tenderly.
Nalanchu made a rough calculation.
This project, which is said to be the best classical novel in China, is so huge.
According to her hurrying speed, it will still take two months.
Time is money.
How much money can be missed in two months?
It’s not like you can perform this play in just a few times, you can just write and perform it at the same time.
"There is a long way to go.
Your Majesty, I have changed my strategy.
Let people act out what I have written first, and then I will write slowly later.
What do you think?"
Meng Yue was also considered a shareholder, so she still asked him for his opinion. , and maybe he has any other good suggestions.
Meng Yue thought for a while, nodded and said, "It doesn't hurt to give it a try."
Then give it a try.
Nalanchu asked: "Have you chosen the actors or actresses?"
"You can choose the most famous actor in the capital."
She wanted to choose, just because she was writing a playbook, and she still had a lot of unfinished business in the palace, let alone any updates later.
She waved her hand, "I won't choose.
You can let someone else do it.
There is only one thing.
The man must be handsome, and an evil man is even better.
The woman must be beautiful, with eyebrows like a distant mountain daisy, and eyes like The blue waves are so seductive that a man will immediately feel like knocking her down."
People who attend theaters are generally men.
If there are beautiful men, why don’t you go?
When the time comes to hold a few celebrities, I'm afraid I won't have any money.
After Nalanchu finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued writing.
Meng Yue's eyes narrowed, "Female actor, I understand why, this male actor" Nalanchu thought he didn't hear clearly, so he repeated, "It's better for a man to be handsome, and the more evil-looking he is."
"Tell me why" Unexplained words rang in his ears.
Nalanchu didn't notice it, and replied while writing the playbook: "You understand a man's thoughts better than I do.
It would be strange not to be impulsive after seeing an extremely beautiful man, and just go for this."
Even though we have a taste for everything, we have to provide attentive service.”
Meng Yue's face was slightly gloomy.
Did she usually study the man's thoughts?
Meng Yue suppressed her anger and didn't speak for a long time.
The woman in front of her was still writing with her head down, her long and thick eyelashes kissing the lower edge of her eyelids, her cheeks were slightly red, and she seemed to be a little warm.
The woman's serious look touched his heart, and a large amount of his anger subsided unknowingly.
Faintly, there was undisguised obsession and greed on his face.
It seems pretty good to live like this for the rest of my life.
But, would she be willing to live with him like this for the rest of her life?
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Nalanchu's throat felt dry and he subconsciously said, "Pour me a glass of water."
After saying that, he realized that there was a prince next to him.
So he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, those, I thought they were Mingyue and those two girls."
But Meng Yue had a smile on her face, walked to the table, poured the water gently, handed it to her and said, "Chu'er, you don't have to be polite with me."
Nalanchu thought to himself, "You're welcome even if you say you're welcome.
If I get carried away and touch you, you have to worry about who I should cry to."
But when it came to this, she was also very strange.
In front of Meng Yue, she felt instinctively relaxed and casual.
But it seems that the relationship between Meng Yue and the original owner is not very good.
If it was good, why would the original owner elope with Mr.
Liu.
Nalanchu finished the water but didn't say anything and continued writing the playbook.
Meng Yue lowered her head and asked, "Tell me this story."
"I wrote it," Nalanchu said, pointing to the paper in his hand.
Meng Yue nodded.
He is a man, so let him give you some advice.
"This play is called Dream of Red Mansions.
Well, I'll use my understanding of it."
"good."
"The male protagonist in the play is called Jia Baoyu, the legitimate son of the second wife of Duke Rongguo.
He was born with a jade pendant in his mouth.
Well, this is a bit fantasy, but that's not the point.
He was born with a jade pendant in his mouth."
"Because he was born with a jade pendant in his mouth, and because the number of heirs in the Rongguo Duke's house was very few, Mr.
Bao was the treasure of the whole house.
Old Madam Shi held it in her mouth for fear of melting, and held it in her hand for fear of falling.
No matter it was No matter what, as long as you are in front of this young master, everything that is wrong is right.
Time flies like an arrow, leaving no trace.
One day, Rongguo Mansion welcomed a new girl.
This girl’s surname was Lin and her name was Daiyu.
She was the granddaughter of her grandmother Shi’s family.
When she entered the mansion that day, she happened to meet Mr.
Bao.
When she first met her husband, although she was at her grandmother's house and Daiyu was in the boudoir, she was blushing.
But Mr.
Bao said something that made people laugh.
You didn't know who he was, but he said: I have seen this sister before.
Passed.
It's strange to say that Bao and Dai are separated from each other, and because they are young, they are both people who never go out or step in.
Where did this saying come from?
" When the storyteller said this, he pursed his lips and said nothing, causing everyone in the audience to think secretly.
Everyone waited, but still no words from the storyteller.
Then, there were whispers in the audience.
Immediately afterwards, there was someone who was slightly ready to make a move.
Then, someone slapped the table and said loudly: "Why don't you tell me quickly?"
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"Yes, tell me quickly."
"Stop losing your appetite."
"Say it quickly." "" The crowd kept cheering.
At this time, the storyteller could only be heard opening his mouth slightly and saying, "What's the origin?
I'll explain it next time."
The next moment, a commotion was heard from the audience.
If the guards around the theater hadn't looked so scary, the theater would have been smashed.
In a cubicle in the middle of the second floor, Nalanchu said softly: "How did it come from?
Let me explain it next time."
He also deliberately prolonged his voice and pinched Little Baozi's face, "Baozi, tell me how you feel after hearing this."
Then he patted Baozi's face again.
Looking at his blank expression and not understanding at all, he sighed, "I knew you didn't feel anything."
Little Baozi realized that he was being bullied, so he slowly jumped out of Nalanchu's arms and threw himself on Meng Yue.
He looked at Meng Yue pitifully and said, "Father, the king, mother and concubine bully Hao'er."
Meng Yue touched the little bun's head, comforted him a few times, and praised Nalan Chu: "The first day of storytelling, the effect is good."
Little Baozi pursed his lips, understanding that his father had no intention of making the decision for him, so he watched the performance downstairs by himself.
"The story ended suddenly, and the crowd was excited.
It was really good."
Nalan Chu gave Meng Yue a thumbs up, "Thanks to your suggestion, let this story spread through storytellers first and lose their appetite, and then More drama.”
Meng Yue smiled and said, "Your story is good, but the beginning is not very attractive and it is difficult to arouse people's interest.
If you go through the storyteller's mouth first and pass the story orally to others, you will definitely get a good start."
The opera was scheduled an hour after the storytelling, because the lingering heat of listening to the book was still unsatisfactory, and a live opera performance followed immediately.
It was difficult not to make money.
However, at this moment, a sharp roar was heard from the audience: "Say the following content quickly, otherwise don't blame me for ruining the place."
Hearing this sound, Nalanchu turned his head and saw a handsome man with one foot on the chair and holding a fan.
His imposing manner made the servants in the theater look at each other.
Behind the handsome man, there stood a timid man.
There is no doubt that these two men are fakes, and they are fakes that can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.
This scene, at first glance, looks like the ignorant and willful daughter of some family who secretly took the maid out to play.
Just looking at this naive daughter who knew that the guards at the theater were all extraordinary, but still acted willfully, you can tell that this daughter's family background is very unusual.
In the capital, the only one who can be so fearless is the royal family.
Nalanchu had the mentality of watching a good show.
The theater can be said to be hers, or it can be said to be Meng Yue's.
Nalanchu was looking forward to watching Meng Yue teach his ignorant sister a lesson after he smashed the place and hit his brother on the head
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