Traveling through history leaving a name

Chapter 216 Rejection
At this time, old man Liu could no longer describe what he saw in words.

It never occurred to him that besides drama, there is such a way to lengthen the story.

The long-lasting emotions in this way are more intuitive and shocking than those sung in operas.

"Sanlang, your show is very good. We can try it and see if the guests like it. I think the guests will definitely like it." A middle-aged artist in the team said.

"This drama is really good. I was so moved after watching it." The eldest lady also expressed her opinion.

"Yeah, it's really good." Others also expressed their opinions.

"Since everyone thinks it's good, how about we rehearse a play?" Zhang Qingfeng asked everyone.

"Are we rehearsing? Aren't these kids going to perform?" Someone asked Zhang Qingfeng.

"Of course not. The drama they performed is just a relatively simple drama that I came up with temporarily. If it is to be performed in Goulan, a better story needs to be rehearsed." Zhang Qingfeng said to everyone.

"I think Xiaoer and the others performed very well just now! The guests will definitely like it." Old man Liu said to Zhang Qingfeng.

"That was created by me at random. If the class leader thinks it's okay, why not take them to play a test, and we will rehearse this story here." Zhang Qingfeng said to old man Liu.

After speaking, he took out the manuscript of "The Legend of the White Snake" and handed it to you and others.

"Those who are willing to act in this drama can sign up. If they are not willing to act, I will find someone else." Zhang Qingfeng said to everyone.

"Yang Sanlang, if everyone plays this kind of drama, what about our Fengshenyanyi opera?"

Someone said to Zhang Qingfeng: "Our opera performances are always full of guests. I don't think there is any need for such a drama."

"That's right, there's no need to do this kind of drama, it's good for us to sing opera." Others also said one after another.

Although drama is good-looking, in their view, it is another industry, and everything in it is too strange to them.

Since opera singing has already made so much money, why bother to make any kind of drama, but, this drama has to be rehearsed for so long every day, Director Wang may not be able to make more money than singing opera, so why not do it.

"Uncle Zhou, would you like to play a role?" Zhang Qingfeng asked a middle-aged man.

"Yang Sanlang, it's not that I don't want to act, it's that the rehearsal of Fengshenyanyi is very tiring. If I rehearse this drama again, I'm afraid I'll be too busy." The middle-aged man called Uncle Zhou said to Zhang Qingfeng .

"Yeah, Yang Sanlang, why don't you make this kind of drama." Another person also said.

At this time, the opera adapted by Fengshen Yanyi was booming, and the canopy was full of guests every day. Under such circumstances, they thought it was more important to continue singing opera.

Moreover, if they do this drama, it will definitely occupy their opera performance venue, which is unacceptable to them.

"I know that everyone is more willing to sing opera. Of course, after I arrange the drama, I can find Wu Dong's family in the tea garden shed and ask him to give us one more performance time." Zhang Qingfeng said to everyone.

What he meant was that there was only one performance by the Liu family opera troupe in the tea garden shed, but he could ask Wu Dong's family to arrange two performances, one for opera singing and one for drama.

Wu Sheng, the owner of the tea garden shed, was very optimistic about Zhang Qingfeng, and even directly said that as long as Zhang Qingfeng came, he would continue to arrange two best-time short storytelling sessions for him.

Although he doesn't go to storytelling, Wu Sheng still wants to give him face by arranging a time for a show to perform drama.

"Who is willing to participate?" Zhang Qingfeng asked everyone again.Finally, he looked at you, Uncle Zhou again.

"I still won't participate. I think I'm getting older and don't have the energy anymore." Uncle Zhou said to Zhang Qingfeng.

If he participated in Zhang Qingfeng's theatrical performance, then he would have to perform three plays a day. This kind of intensity is still too much for him. Making money is making money, but his body can't bear it, and two performances a day is already the limit.

"I won't act anymore." Another middle-aged man also tried not to act.

After the final statistics, Zhang Qingfeng found that the only ones who were willing to perform were the eldest wife of the Liu family and a few children.

"Forget it. If I don't want to act, I won't force it. If there are not enough people, I will look elsewhere."

Zhang Qingfeng said to everyone: "Since everyone doesn't want to perform this drama, I have to agree on some things in advance. For the drama troupe in my group, the money earned from the performance will only be distributed to those who participate in the performance, and according to the performance of the performance Come and share the money, those who don't perform don't get paid." Zhang Qingfeng said to everyone.

"Naturally, hard work pays more!" Hearing Zhang Qingfeng's words, other people expressed their opinions one after another.

"Okay, I won't bother you guys today, let's work together again when we have a chance." Zhang Qingfeng said to everyone.

Then, after having dinner at Liu's house, everyone went back.

"Sanlang, don't blame everyone, they also have their own difficulties." After everyone left, old man Liu found Zhang Qingfeng and said.

"I didn't mean to blame everyone." Zhang Qingfeng denied.

Although he said so, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

If he wanted to arrange a drama, he needed a large number of actors, and the actors he was optimistic about were mainly those in the Liu family opera troupe.

He thought that his fengshenyanyi had brought huge benefits to everyone. Without him, Zhang Qingfeng, it would be impossible for them to make as much money as they are now.

He didn't expect to let them participate in theatrical performances. These people refused one by one, and he was naturally uncomfortable.

"Sanlang, many of them are dependents, and they have to support their families. It is very difficult for them to give up singing and play your drama." Old man Liu explained to Zhang Qingfeng earnestly.

"How about this, I will tell my son and daughter-in-law to stop singing and help you. If you are really sure, you can see what I can play and arrange roles for me. I am not afraid of getting tired." Old man Liu said to Zhang Qing.

"It's okay, Mr. Liu. If there are not enough people, I'll go outside and recruit a few. It's hard to find three-legged toads, but there are plenty of people with two legs." Zhang Qingfeng said to old man Liu.

At this time, Zhang Qingfeng had already made up his mind that if there were not enough people, he would go outside to recruit. With his reputation in the Goulan circle, I believe that many people would be willing to make money with him.

Zhang Qingfeng planned to spend half a month rehearsing the first stage play of The Legend of the White Snake.

In this drama, he is going to strive for excellence, and he will do his best as soon as he is born.

He wants to make a show like drama the pinnacle once it debuts.

They show everyone that the charm of drama is incomparable to all dramas or operas.

(End of this chapter)