After sending these actors onto the stage, the troupe leader took the troupe leader of the last opera troupe in front to have a drink.

"A quarter of an hour on stage, ten years of hard work off stage." The troupe leader at the finale took a gulp of bitter wine, "I, the children, have missed several opportunities. Today is the best opportunity. We finally relied on our ability to win it."

The opportunity to have the finale on the final day came, but who would have expected - now it’s all gone!”

The leader of the big axis accompanied him, "No, there are still a few characters in my troupe. They were all hired from other troupes with a lot of money. They are just waiting for today's trembling.

Money is enough, but who would have thought——"

"Why!"

They sighed together and took a swig of wine.

"Are you two the troupe who performed the finale and the main show just now?" Suddenly, a woman stood in front of them.

She is very beautiful, with delicate features and delicate features, and she shines brightly under the candlelight.

"Yes, we two are." The troupe leader in the finale responded, exhaling a breath of wine.

He was not drunk, but he looked a little drunk because he was so drunk.

Yun Niang looked at them condescendingly, "You two opera troupes, my adults will pack them up and ask for them together."

"What!" The two class leaders looked up at her.

Yun Niang said again, "From now on, your troupe will be under the name of our Lord."

The two troupe leaders shook their heads, "No, that won't work. There are many good talents in our troupe. They want to-"

Want to enter the pear garden to practice.

If it was just for singing, it wouldn't be their fault. Even if their troupe could not attract the whole city's attention in the capital, it would still be famous and there would be no shortage of money.

Yun Niang smiled and said, "My master has a notebook in his hand, which is just right for practicing."

"What?" The two class leaders looked at her with disbelief on their faces.

I really think this playbook that can be used for spiritual practice is easy to write. It is difficult to publish one in a hundred years, and every copy is collected in the Liyuan.

Yun Niang smiled, "My lord is Lu Bai——"

The two class leaders froze.

"You don't have to believe it. Anyway, I gave you the opportunity. As for whether you can seize it, it depends on you." Yun Niang took out an invitation from her sleeve, "If you want to seize this opportunity, come to the wine shop tomorrow."

Visit the hut."

She put the invitation on the table, "Don't wait until it's late."

Then, she left, leaving the two class leaders looking at the post in trance.

This is not just a post. If they accept this post, it means that they are no longer connected to Liyuan - they don't think their relationship will get better after Lu Bai slapped a Liyuan disciple in front of everyone today.

To go or not to go, that is not the question at all.

But the leader of the finale troupe hesitated...

The next day, it was dawn.

Lu Bai had a good sleep, turned over happily, and touched the side——

The bed was cold and there was no warmth at all.

Lu Bai sat up in an instant, and then saw Lu Qinghuan sitting at the table, with an oil lamp lit on the table. It was dawn now, the oil lamp was still on, and Lu Qinghuan lowered his head, looking at the opera "The Peony Pavilion" with relish.

》.

This panel is quite interesting.

Although "The Peony Pavilion" has long been imprinted in Lu Bai's mind as a method of spiritual practice, if it is to be taught to others, even if the method of practice is not mentioned, the text content of the play must be included.

Lu Bai also planned to write it silently.

After checking the exercises later, I discovered that there was a text redemption button next to the exercises. Although it could only be redeemed for one play, it was enough. Lu Bai could just have someone copy it in the future.

Anyway, there is only a play without any task setting or practice method. If this play is spread, others will not be able to practice it.

As soon as the playbook came out, Gu Qinghuan became its reader.

She took a look at it while eating, and immediately fell in love with it.

This play script is so well written that it can be said to be the best play script that Gu Qinghuan has seen so far.

Not only is the story good, the writing is even better.

"It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming all over the place, but they are all abandoned by the ruined wells and ruined buildings. Who can enjoy the beautiful scenery in such a good time?" Gu Qinghuan sighed softly.

"I wrote it well." Lu Bai sat down shamelessly, startling Gu Qinghuan.

She rolled her eyes at Lu Bai and said, "Now I know where you copied this sentence from, and it was the Peony Pavilion that I dared to copy."

"What?" Lu Bai was stunned, "Who copied it?"

Gu Qinghuan stood up and stretched, his flat and tight belly exposed, shining with white light——

"You recited this sentence when we were in Ankang City." Lu Bai forgot, but Gu Qinghuan remembered.

At the banquet of Mr. Shi Qi in Ankang City, Lu Bai once read this sentence while giving instructions on Mr. Shi Qi's adaptation of "The Divine Whip".

"I know how many pounds you have." Gu Qing laughed at him.

If she only had this sentence, she could still think that Lu Bai had a sudden inspiration and came up with such an eternal famous sentence.

But now that "The Peony Pavilion" was released, she immediately knew that Lu Bai had copied it.
Chapter completed!