Honghuang: Guanjiangkou storytelling, Chang'e tears

The story came to an abrupt end, leaving everyone with confused expressions on their faces, unable to figure out what to do.

Is this the end?

Fang Fang opened his mouth, aroused curiosity, and then it was over.

This is really a bit too confusing.

Although their experiences in the past few days have made them aware that when storytellers tell stories, they often leave suspense at the end, or end suddenly at a wonderful moment.

Or, leave a few limericks to foreshadow tomorrow's exciting plot.

The purpose of this is naturally to attract listeners so that they can continue to support the next day.

But during the past few days when Li Tong was telling stories, except for the fact that people didn't understand why at first, it seemed a little desolate.

On the following day, the venue was not packed with people, and there were more and more people every day. Is it necessary to dig a hole in this situation?

Don't you see, the big man who has been bedridden for many years has his eyes wide open, pointing his finger at the stage, cursing and trying to sit up.

It was cut off at such a critical place, which made people feel like they had a lump in their throats and made them extremely anxious!

What exactly is there on the Starry Sky Ancient Road?

What kind of sacred place is the earth dyed red with blood?

What happened there?

Could it be that the legendary immortals and gods fought here, and the immortal blood flowing out dyed the earth red!

All of this has become unknown, and we have to wait for tomorrow or the future to be revealed.

Countless people are scratching their heads and scratching their heads at this moment, feeling itchy and unbearable.

Even Chang'e frowned at this time, a little unhappy, and wanted to use magic to force him, but then she thought about such a mysterious person, it was better not to act rashly.

You came down to the mortal world at this time because you have something important to do, so you have to stay in the mortal world for a while longer, so you have the time to listen to what he said slowly.

Now, it is time to go look for Yao Ji.

After taking a look at the Yang Jian brother and sister who were still talking, the woman transformed by Chang'e got up and went out.

"Xiaochan, this storyteller is really disgusting!"

Yang Jian said to Xiao Yang Chan with an unhappy look on his face: "Just cut it off, but how could he do it at such a critical moment?"

"Hahaha, second brother, this is the storyteller's rule."

Seeing his second brother go from being indifferent to being so eager and interested now, Yang Chan felt a little amused.

Even Li Tong's broken story was temporarily put aside in his mind and explained to him: "The storyteller's rule is that as soon as the wake-up wood is struck and the fan is turned over to stop speaking, he will not speak again for that day."

"If you want to continue listening, you have to wait until tomorrow."

"Let's go, second brother."

She picked up Yang Jian who was unwilling to leave, and when she saw that he was deflated, she walked out of the teahouse happily.

The three of them left knowingly and rationally, but the ordinary listeners next to them would not give up so easily.

So, they all complained:

"Mr. Li, can you say a few more words? Just one paragraph, ah no, half a paragraph will do. If it doesn't work, just a few sentences will do!"

"Please, Mr. Li."

"Yes, yes, you should at least explain clearly where the protagonists have come. Otherwise, if you whet our appetites like this, we will not be able to think about food or tea for the rest of the day!"

"Mr. Li, I woke up very early today and drove ten miles from the village next door, and then I heard this? Isn't it the same as not hearing anything at all?"

At this moment, everyone in the teahouse, no matter men, women, old or young, was itching in their hearts like a monkey scratching.

Exaggerated manners and loud speech.

Obviously, he had been attracted by the story told by Li Tong and found it difficult to extricate himself.

After all, the immersive feeling they had just now was something they had never experienced anywhere else. It was just like their own personal experience in the past.

Like light and shadow, slowly emerging in front of the eyes.

The listeners are anxious, but God has rules, the state has laws, and the storyteller business naturally has its own rules.

Once today's arranged part is over, no matter who or what happens, don't let Li Tong say even half a word more!

Li Tong, who suffered enough blessings in his previous life, is finally free now, but he has to take it easy.

No matter if you pretend to be pitiful or use threats and inducements, it's useless.

Li Tong waved his fan gently, smiling as he watched the people in the audience get angry and unmoved.

He didn't know if storytellers in the past had this rule, but since he established this rule, not only has he become more relaxed.

He found that the audience's stickiness had also become stronger. In this way, no matter how anxious and angry the audience was, they would drop tables, smash stools, or even act rogue on the spot.

But he couldn't hurt Li Tong at all, and Li Tong wasn't moved by his words.

As long as they still want to know the rest of the story, they will come here the next day to listen to the rest of the story.

But when he was in the last place, due to his initial exposure to this industry, his ears were soft and he often couldn't stand people's pleading, so he relaxed and continued to talk.

In this way, business will often plummet in the following days, and popularity and income will drop sharply.

Therefore, after exercising for a while, Li Tong decisively ran away and came to Yangjia Village to start over.

This time, he swore that no matter who it was, even if the King of Heaven came, he would not let him say another word!

Just so tough!

Therefore, he simply ignored the people in the audience, and they knew it very well, but it was just their impatience that made them feel uncomfortable.

After seeing that Li Tong was unmoved as usual, the crowd dispersed in twos and threes.

As he left, he muttered:

"It's boring, it's boring, it's always like this. Whoever you love, I won't come tomorrow."

"That's right, I won't be coming tomorrow either. It's best for everyone not to come. I'll see who he talks to."

"Yes, yes, this young master is right. I strongly agree with you."

...

"hehe!"

Li Tonggujing sat calmly on his seat, looking at the various expressions of the people below.

He didn't believe that after today's bombardment of sound, light and shadow effects, those people could suppress their greed and continue listening to books without coming to him tomorrow.

Not coming?

It's just a matter of scene. If you don't believe it, just wait and see. There will definitely be no one left tomorrow.

For these duplicitous listeners, Li Tong asked himself that after some training, he had figured out their psychological pain points. As long as he was loose and tight, he would not have to worry about whether his popularity would come rolling in.

"Hey hey hey!"

He covered his face with a fan and chuckled a few times.

After observing for a while, he really couldn't tell who was the hidden master among these people, so Li Tong simply stopped paying attention.

As long as he comes and listens again in the future, he will recognize him one day.

As for now, it’s better to cancel the call quickly!

He couldn't wait to return to his residence, find a quiet and undisturbed place, and draw rewards.

He wastes so much talk every day, and he doesn't charge for tea. Is it possible that he still doesn't do charity for these people?

What Li Tong is doing is naturally the reward gained from his popularity.

The rewards that can be obtained from the storyteller system are what Li Tong cares about most!