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Chapter 146 Sister, what is a red herald...

If I hadn't invented the playing cards, I really wouldn't know how to endure every dark night. No wonder ancient humans reproductive speed was very fast. Think about it, it was too late at night, without any entertainment tools, those who were not married could only stare at each other, and those who had a wife could only entertain each other. Therefore, the fertility in this era is very strong, which has a lot to do with the lack of entertainment industry. [This article comes from]

Now, since I am here, I naturally have to create some entertainment programs that can entertain people and entertain myself. At least I can have some entertainment when I am bored and enjoy singing, dancing or drama. Well, that's right, although I am just an ordinary person in my previous life, it does not prevent me from admiring and admiring those great directors.

When I was a child, I had dreams of performing like Marlon Brando to conquer audiences all over the world. Unfortunately, when I grew up, I realized that being an actor is not that easy to be an actor. Just the ability to stand on the stage and cry and laugh, get nervous, and pretend to be innocent is not something I can play with.

But this does not hinder my dream hidden in my heart. Now, I have traveled through time and came to this era of lack of entertainment. Apart from dancing, I either play the piano, recite poems and write, and there are no other entertainment projects at all.

Since I am here and have the conditions, of course I have to fulfill my dream of directors. As for the dream of an actor, let’s forget it. How could a gentleman like me be crazy on the stage? That would be too harmful to my image.

In ancient China, there were many classic stories that could be adapted into dramas, or stage plays. Well, they should be called stage plays. In my previous life, although I had heard of Peking Opera, watched Yue Opera, and appreciated Henan Opera, the problem is that I only listened to them, so naturally it was impossible to invent and innovate those dramas like me who didn’t even understand various drama singing styles.

It’s better to create some tragedy and comedy that can be performed on the stage. I believe that the local old men of the Great Sui Dynasty will definitely go crazy after enjoying the stage play written and directed by this young master.

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Another time, at the barbecue banquet held in my master's residence and next to the stream, I finally proposed the concept of a related stage play and used this thing as a brand new entertainment project at Quanjude Hotel to attract audiences.

However, while this guy was greedy, he doubted my master's planning. They had never heard of the stage play, and even Liu Hongji thought that I wanted to make some singing and dancing.

"This matter is a little bit. As long as you speak, it will be no problem to find a few red apprentices with the friendship between brother and brother Wanche and those people. Just their figure and faces, hehehe..." Liu Hongji chewed the chicken wings and smiled lewdly. Except for him and Xue Wanche who were not ashamed but proud to wink at each other, Li Jiancheng nodded in a deep opinion, the rest of the people were all black.

The fifth Wu Yi pulled my girl's sleeve curiously. "Sister, what is the Red Prostitute?"

"...I said Xiaowu, don't ask around, don't let those two old hooligans take you badly." My girl came to Laowu's ear and warned in a low voice.

Although the little guy was ignorant, he knew that he was very quick and his head was lit up: "Well, sister, I'll listen to you."

"Xiao Wu is so good, come on, let me eat this for you." Hearing this, the girl who was very proud of her sister couldn't help but smile and divided her favorite roast chicken liver into a piece for this kid. It seemed that Xiao Wu was very good at judging the situation and had a personal talent.

"I said brother, I want to do this man's drama. Do you think it's appropriate to let a few women stand on top and play big guys?" I took a deep breath and didn't get angry. Well, no matter how angry I get at these two shameless brothers, it will only hurt my body. It's really not worth it.

When Liu Hongji heard what I said, he was shocked and made the chicken bone choke to death. He deserved it. This guy looked disbelief after he breathed. "Brother, what do you mean by this? Do you want a group of big guys to twist their butts on stage with orchid fingers on the stage?"

Boom, the chicken feet that I had chewed in my hand fell directly to the ground, and the surroundings were silent. Even my little Wu, after burping, looked shocked.

"I, I said, can you be more serious? The guys are playing tricks on their butts, who will go to see them?" Angry, Nima, who is this? Is this so unrestrained in my work? If I really make the guys go on stage and play with orchid fingers on their butts, I suspect that most of the males with normal sexual orientation in Luoyang City will erect the middle fingers of the Quanjude Hotel as dense as the primeval forest.

Of course, there may be a large number of fujokovic women in the Sui Dynasty and some men who like to eat good friends who will squat there every day. If you think about it, you will feel goosebumps all over your body. Damn! What's this called?

Li Yaoguang, who was squatting with my girl, looked green. It seemed that this strong woman could hardly imagine that a big man with a big squad was about the same length as Liu Hongji. He had a beard, chest hair and thick leg hair, standing on the stage in palace outfits and limbs and making his head.

"Well, didn't you say that you would let the big guys come to the stage?" Liu Hongji scratched his thick beard and said with a disapproval.

"Forget it, I really can't tell you clearly. Yuan Fang went to the study to take over the manuscript of my third floor and seventh bookshelves. By the way, don't take it wrong. The cover says the orphan of Zhao." I turned around and greeted Li Yuanfang.

"Orphan Zhao? What a strange name, why didn't I know there was such a book?" Li Shimin narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, shook his head and said.

"This is a script written by my brother who has been bored these days and has written at home. Well, it can also be called a novel." I said proudly, nonsense, this is a novel compiled by this master himself, and the title of the master is also the copyright of this master. It would be strange if you can hear it.

"Novel?" Li Yaoguang was very curious and blinked his watery almond eyes and asked at me, "What is a novel?"

"Novel? Wait, I remembered it." Li Jiancheng burped, quickly raised his hand to attract everyone's attention, and then began to show off his memory and read a lot of books with pride.

"I remember that the word "Zhuangzi" originated from the novel. During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there were many schools of thought, and hundreds of schools of thought were contending. Many scholars and strategists often used metaphors to persuade the kings and princes to accept their theories and ideas. They often used metaphors to refer to metaphors, quote historical events, skillfully borrowed myths, and used fables to modify the words and add irrelevant things. Bang Zhuangzi believed that these were all insignificant, and Bang was called "novel". Since the words of the shackles were not the source of Taoism. "New Theory" of Huan Tan of the Eastern Han Dynasty said: "Combining the remaining small words, they were used to write short books, and they had considerable words. After Ban Gu's "Han Shu. Yiwenzhi" listed novelists as ten, and defined them as: Novelists were mostly created by officials, street talks, and Taoist sayings."

"I said, brother, what do you mean by saying such a lot of things? I didn't understand." Xue Wanche rolled his eyes and said in a confused look on his face. Not to mention it was him, even this young master was dizzy when he heard it.
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