The sleeves are waved, the gongs and drums are noisy, no one knows the sadness of an actor, the autumn colors of the city are ripples, the first floor is noisy and sighing, the green clothes have become old, the visitors are still the same, and the old people are still not here.
Mo Wan is a storyteller.
Cardamom is already hanging on the branches, just like new leaves spreading on the eyebrows. In this small tea house, a sad love story is told.
Mo Wan said crisply, "This story is very long, so long that it is a story that lasts forever. The protagonists of the story are two boys, one is an actor, and his name is Ji Xing.
, A general named Fan Zhouqu, the general has great fame and fortune, the actor is ruthless and ruthless, and his status is very different from the two of them. He fell into ruin after just one glance. "
"Ji Ying grew up in a pear garden since he was a child. The first thing he was exposed to was rouge and gouache, and he was the first to learn skills. When he was young, he sang Tong Sheng, then he sang Tsing Yi with his crown tied up. His singing voice was melodious and desolate, and there was a lingering sadness between his eyebrows. He was a good candidate for singing Tsing Yi."
"Fan Zhouqu was born in a famous family. He had countless silks and satins since he was a child. Even before he was crowned, he was born in a majestic manner. His poems, calligraphy and etiquette are easy to remember. He has talked about etiquette and military affairs since he was a child. When he grew up, he was an extraordinary officer."
"The fate of the two people begins in this Yiqing Theater. Everyone listens to the official, don't be impatient. I will tell you something over a cup of tea. Please listen carefully."
Concept: Love has nothing to do with status