"Young master, this 'wake up early' is a characteristic of Zhongjing. Although it can be found in other places, it is definitely not as authentic as Zhongjing." Early in the morning, Ji Zhong woke up Chen Luo and made sure to take Chen Luo with him. " Wake up early".
Yesterday, Chen Luo thought about it for half the night, but he didn't think of what content he should use to fill the page, so he lay down on his desk and fell asleep. There is good news, that is, Zhong Kui's aura has gathered, and he can meet him in the dreamland of flowers.
I heard from Ji Zhong that a few days ago, the imperial court published "Zhong Kui's Brief Biography" in the Di Bao, and now it has been circulated throughout Daxuan. Moreover, in the past two days, Mr. Shuowen, who woke up early in Zhongjing City, read a paragraph from "A Brief Biography of Zhong Kui" every time before giving his newspaper. It is said that the response was very good.
Well, the imperial court is reliable!
"I've asked about it all. Mr. Nanyuan Xi from Beifeng Tower is known as the 'Painting Mouth Nansheng'. What he says is vivid. Especially your "Short Biography of Zhong Kui", when it comes out of his mouth, it's like He looks just like he is standing in front of everyone. Now his name is very loud, and many people come here to hear him say 'wake up early'."
Chen Luo was slightly stunned. Did I turn the news anchor into a storyteller?
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Beifeng Building was very lively in the early morning, and all the small square tables were occupied by guests who had woken up early. There were also many guests squatting or leaning on each other while carrying breakfast, chatting and waiting for the "Wake Up" to start. The waiters in the shop were rushing around, looking in all directions and listening in all directions. They carried hot tea and ran among the crowd, shouting secret codes that only they could understand.
Along with Ji Zhong, he wiped his face with a handful of water in the large hot water tank at the door. Ji Zhong skillfully took out two dry towels from his sleeves, and wiped his face with Chen Luo one by one. Needless to say, this manipulation really made people energetic.
"Sir, every family has its own secret recipe for the soup that refreshes the mind and refreshes the mind. I heard that the soup that was prepared for the officials outside the Jinluan Palace during the morning court was personally researched by the founder of the country..."
Chen Luo raised his eyebrows: The setting of this world is so detailed!
Walking into the Beifeng Building with Chen Luo, Ji Zhong released a layer of aura of righteousness, and took Chen Luo to a seat near the front. He stretched out his hand to call the waiter and ordered a few plates of the store's special breakfast. The waiter quickly called the other waiters to bring two chairs and a small table, and respectfully asked them to sit down.
After a while, a gong sounded on the balcony of the Beifeng Building against the wall, and everyone fell silent instantly. The curtain on one side of the balcony was lifted, and Nan Yuanxi appeared with a weathered face, thin body and a blue Confucian robe. Nan Yuanxi glanced around for a week, then bowed his hands and said, "Huazui Nansheng, I wish you all good morning!"
"Okay!" Everyone below stood up and responded, startling Chen Luo.
"Mr. Nan, hurry up, I'm waiting for you to talk about "The Brief Biography of Zhong Kui". I came here specially from Nancheng!"
"Yes, yes, I'm from Beicheng!"
"I listened to it for two days in a row, and I still feel that I have endless aftertaste..."
"Everyone be quiet, Mr. Jeannan said."
The voices in the audience were rising and falling, and Chen Luo felt a little embarrassed.
As for that? Can a "Short Biography of Zhong Kui" be so exciting? This is just a sketch of a character! When a storytelling script comes out someday, is this going to explode?
This world is not suitable for me to travel through. It is suitable for Lao Guo's unit...
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When Chen Luo was thinking wildly, he saw Nan Yuan Xi cupping his hands again and shouting: "Thank you in advance, Wan Anbo for the article!" Then he took out a mask from his sleeve and put it on his face. Everyone gasped. The mask had an iron face, a beard, and a leopard head with eyes. It was drawn exactly as described in the article.
"Oh, you're still cosplaying, you have some ideas!" Chen Luo nodded inwardly!
"Listen up, gentlemen, my husband Zhong Kui, whose surname is Zhong Kui, was a native of Zhongnan in Yongzhou in ancient times. He was born and lived in Zhongnan. He was well-educated in both civil and military affairs. He has a leopard's head and eyes, an iron face and curled temples. He has a strange appearance. , full of economic knowledge, upright and upright, not afraid of evil spirits, honest and sincere in dealing with others, failing to win the first prize of tribute, no result in defense, no way to serve the country, sacrificing his life for righteousness, smashing into the palace pillar in anger and dying..."
Chen Luo listened to Nan Yuan Xi's story and found that the painted mouth Nan Sheng lived up to his reputation. He did not read out the article mechanically, but played multiple roles, including narration, Zhong Kui, and Tang Huang. He changed his tone, twisted his voice, and mastered the rhythm to make an article of about 200 words come alive.
Well, it has the flavor of storytelling!
After reading the article, Nan Yuanxi took off his mask and performed a group salute again. The audience was quiet, and then there were chaotic and excited cheers, and some people began to throw money on the stage. What kind of coins, silver, and Chen Luo also saw two steamed buns thrown on the stage. Unlike everyone else, Ji Zhong looked at Chen Luo with starry eyes at this moment.
"Sir, you are so awesome!"
Chen Luo pushed Ji Zhong's face away.
It's okay for a girl to say this. You're a strong young man, so don't do it.
At this time, the audience gradually returned to calm. Nan Yuanxi took off his mask, sat back on the chair on the stage, and opened the Di newspaper on the table.
"Next, let me tell you about yesterday's report. How is the situation in the court, and what is happening in the world? I can't tell you what I want to say, but you can listen to it..."
Afterwards, Nan Yuanxi began to read the Di newspaper one by one, and gave some analysis of each article, which made people listen with interest.
However, at this time, Ji Zhong was not as interested as before and buried himself in his breakfast.
There is a saying that if you plant flowers intentionally, they will not bloom, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will create shade.
At this moment, Chen Luo's eyes were sparkling.
He looked at Nan Yuanxi who was talking eloquently on the stage, and an idea flashed in his mind. He suddenly thought of what content he should use for the blank page of his new newspaper!
editorial!
Editorial, a type of news commentary, refers to comments on major issues.
Isn't what Nanyuan Xi is doing right now a simple editorial?
In the Daxuan Dynasty, people's customs were open, and the newspapers issued by Di and Xingzao fully explained the freedom of speech. I learned from Ji Zhong that there were not even one thousand but eight hundred Shuowen writers like Nan Yuanxi in Zhongjing, and Confucian scholars also came in as part-time workers from time to time, which ensured a strong creative group.
Judging from Nanyuan's subtle expression of joy when the people in the audience threw money at the table, we knew that their remuneration was definitely far lower than the fee paid by the newspaper to the masters or even the great Confucians to annotate the meaning of the scriptures.
Finally, look at the people who wake up early every day, and look at the phenomenon of the "Short Biography of Zhong Kui" just blowing up the market. Is there any better publicity base than this?
However, with editorial on the left and martial arts on the right, am I paying tribute to the old gentleman’s entrepreneurial path?
Pretty good too!
The first step of being stuck is finally over!
At this moment, Chen Luo was in a great mood. Looking at Nanyuan Xi, who was still foaming at the mouth, he seemed to be seeing a peerless treasure, his eyes shining with the light of the sun!
