A newly written script?
Class Leader Tao was a little surprised. "Is it newly written?"
"Yes, I wrote it overnight."
"Mr. Song, don't joke around."
"The script has already been written. Of course, it's not a joke." Class Leader Tao said worriedly, "If it was before, I would definitely accept the script you wrote, but now … Sigh! After such a thing happened, no one comes to my theater to watch plays anymore! Everyone is very afraid. Besides, as you can see, I have already planned to disband the troupe. In the future, there will be no more plays.
So, your script … I have no energy left. "
Song Zhi knew what he was embarrassed about.
But he was not here to sell the script to make money today.
He was here to save the show!
He said, "Class Leader, don't misunderstand. I'm not here to make things difficult for you. Although I only spent one night to finish this script, it's the best I've written in years. "
Better than 'Ghost Lady Burying Husband'!
Class Leader Tao opened his mouth and seemed to understand. "You want to …"
"The Zhao Troupe has been in Yiwu for so many years. If it disbanded because of this, wouldn't it be a pity? And this is the only way I can think of. I hope it can save the Zhao Troupe. "He pushed the script to the class leader." Read it first. "
Class Leader Tao hesitated for a moment and took the script.
He sat there and read it carefully!
The more he read, the more engrossed he became!
At the end, his eyes were full of surprise and … hope.
He was even more excited than when he saw 'Ghost Lady Burying Husband'.
He was overjoyed, stood up, and said, "If this play is successful, it can definitely bring the Zhao Troupe back to life!"
Although his words were exaggerated, he was confident.
He was sure that this play would not only be popular!
It could also make the Zhao Troupe popular again.
The stone in Song Zhi's heart also fell to the ground. "That's good! I hope I can really help. "
Class Leader Tao held his hand. "Mr. Song, you are my benefactor! You are the benefactor of the Zhao Troupe. "
"If I hadn't written 'Ghost Lady Burying Husband', I wouldn't have caused so much trouble for you. I've always felt sorry for it. I only hope that this new play can make up for it."
"Don't say that. You've helped me a lot."
The two of them pushed back and forth.
Finally, Class Leader Tao readily took out a bag of silver and stuffed it into Song Zhi's hand.
Song Zhi's heart was pounding as he held the heavy silver in his hands.
He immediately returned it, saying, "I can't accept it, I can't accept it."
"You can take this silver."
He stuffed the silver back into Song Zhi's hands.
Song Zhi wanted to push it back again, but Class Leader Tao grabbed his hand and said, "This is what you deserve. You've written plays for our Zhao Family Troupe for so many years, but every time I give you a little money, I feel bad. Now this bag of silver is my compensation to you, just take it."
"This …"
"Keep it!"
After a series of rejections, Song Zhi could only accept it.
It just so happened that he was really short of silver.
Class Leader Tao was very excited as he held the new script. After calming down from the joy, he noticed the worn-out bag that Song Zhi carried with him.
He asked, "Mr. Song, what are you doing?"
Song Zhi grabbed his bag and said, "I plan to leave Yiwu."
"Leave here? Where are they going? "
"Gao Ding?"
"What are you going to Gao Ding for?"
"To take the imperial examination."
Class Leader Tao was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses and nodded in realization. "Yes! With your knowledge, you should have taken the imperial examination a long time ago. Mr. Song, you are a talent. You will definitely be able to graduate! "
"Thank you for your kind words, Class Leader."
"You have to be careful on the way."
"Okay!"
Seeing that it was getting late and Song Zhi had to leave Yiwu before the city gate closed, she stopped talking.
But before leaving, she said, "Please tell Old Qiao, who makes sweet wine, that he feels sorry for me, so he plans to send sweet wine to me every day after he gets out of prison. But I'm going to Gao Ding, and he's still in prison."
"Don't worry, I'll tell him."
"Then I'll say goodbye. Take care, Class Leader!"
"You too." Class Leader Tao's eyes were filled with tears.
He watched Song Zhi leave.
As soon as Song Zhi left the Zhao Family Troupe, he ran into Zhang Xiaobai, who had come out of prison in the middle of the night.
During the days he was locked up, he was worried that he would lose his head every day.
So much so that he had lost a lot of weight!
When Zhang Xiaobai saw him, his eyes lit up and he immediately hugged him.
"My Brother Song, I was just about to look for you."
Song Zhi found it hard to breathe under his hug. He wriggled a few times and said, "Um … Young Master Zhang, please let go of me first."
Zhang Xiaobai then realized that he was too excited.
He quickly let go of him.
He said, "Oh, look at me. I was too excited when I saw you. I almost hurt you."
"I'm fine!"
"Brother Song, if it weren't for you, I might have died."
Song Zhi said, "Actually, I didn't help much. It was all because of Young Master Ji and the others."
"No matter what, I still want to thank you. From now on, as long as I, Zhang Xiaobai, have food to eat, I will never let you go hungry." Zhang Xiaobai patted his chest and said.
When Song Zhi was writing poems in the past, those who befriended him would also call him a brother. But after he stopped writing poems, they all avoided him.
Therefore, based on his current situation, if anyone were to say something like that again, it would probably be the truth.
He smiled and said nothing, but he was very touched.
Zhang Xiaobai noticed the bag on his shoulder and asked, "Brother Song, where are you going?"
Song Zhi said, "I'm going to Gaoding."
"Gaoding? You're leaving now? What are you going to do? "
Song Zhi impatiently told him the reason why he was going to Gaoding.
Zhang Xiaobai was shocked, but he was also happy for him.
"Indeed! How can a talented person like you be a storyteller for the rest of your life? You should be the top scholar and become a high-ranking official in the future! "
"Thank you, Young Master Zhang."
"But …" Zhang Xiaobai frowned and pondered, "If you go to Gaoding, how can I repay you in the future?"
"Don't say that."
"Right!"
"Hmm?"
Zhang Xiaobai's eyes lit up and said to him, "Wait for me for a while."
Then he ran away.
Song Zhi waited for him in place.
After a while, Zhang Xiaobai returned with a small box in his hand and stuffed it into Song Zhi's hands.
He said, "Don't you think it's a coincidence? My ancestral home is in Gaoding. There are still a few months before the imperial examinations. You also need a place to stay. If you don't mind, you can live at my place. This is the key. "
Song Zhi refused, "How can I do that?"
"Why not? You and I are brothers. I should help you. Besides, I won't go to Gaoding anyway. It's empty anyway. Just treat it as me repaying you. I feel comfortable. "
Class Leader Tao gave him a bag of silver!
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