Chapter 586 585. Storyteller (monthly ticket plus more!)

   ". We will notify you to come and pick up the specific written documents, go home and wait."

  Tang Yu sent the patient away and typed the report on the computer. It was already noon and lunch break. The doctors either went to the cafeteria to have meals, or started to heat the meals they brought, or went out to eat.

  Tang Yu took out the lunch box, went to the cafeteria, and heated it with the microwave over there.

  While waiting, she saw two little nurses watching videos on their mobile phones.

   Looking at it, one of the little nurses suddenly raised his head and saw Tang Yu.

   "Doctor Tang, you're on TV!"

"Um?"

   Tang Yu didn't know, so she leaned over to take a look.

   In the video played on the mobile phone, a woman who looks very much like Tang Yu is waving her fist with great strength, and you can feel the strong blow through the screen.

   "What video is this?"

   Tang Yu asked, and at the same time had some conjectures.

   "It's Lu Bian's new movie trailer, Doctor Tang, haven't you watched "A Quiet Spring in the Spring", woo woo woo, I'm crying."

   said the little nurse.

   "Let me see, what's the name?"

  Tang Yu asked where to watch the preview, and the microwave just dinged, her food was hot.

   took out the lunch box, Tang Yu sat on the other side of the little nurse's long table, even in the hospital, many people were not willing to sit and eat with them.

   Of course, Tang Yu has long been used to it. Sometimes when there is a major accident, when there are many corpses to be dissected, she may have just finished dissecting the corpse on the front foot, and then eat the lunch box on the back foot, and she doesn't care so much.

   took out his mobile phone, put on his earphones, and Tang Yu opened the lunch box.

  The food is definitely not made by Tang Yu. Her father has been in charge of the family's meals for many years. To be honest, Tang Yu feels that no one can make sweet and sour pork ribs that can surpass his father's craftsmanship.

  Unfortunately, today's dishes are stir-fried loofah and salt and pepper shrimp, which of course tastes good.

  Tang Yu took a bite of rice covered with soup, and then clicked on the video.

  The video begins with a storyteller wearing a gown and holding a gavel.

   "Speaking of that year, the current situation was turbulent, the people were struggling, and under the Jiangcheng Mountain, the nine streams gathered."

Snapped-

   The gavel sounded, and with the drumbeat of the opera, the curtain opened.

An old man wearing sunglasses was sitting at the table, holding scissors in his hand, and cut out fine leaves, spring breeze, flowers, birds, insects and fish. The next moment, these cut paper things changed into real trees and animals, peach blossoms bloomed, birds Children soar, colorful.

   "There are paper-cutting officers, paper-cuts are folded, and they are lifelike."

The    paper-cut bird flew towards the screen, and Tang Yu was also startled by the movement. He couldn't help but lean his head back and wanted to avoid it.

   Taking this bird as the transition, it is another slightly fat man in a suit and jacket, holding a complicated compass-like thing in his hand.

   "There are moving mountains to find dragons, exploring tombs to find roots, dividing gold to determine acupoints, and touching gold captains."

  The man was on the mountain, the compass turned, and soon found something, pointing forward.

  The camera turned with the direction of the man's fingers. On the mountain road, an old man was carrying a huge box, climbing on the gravel and winding mountain road, but he was walking on the ground and moving quickly.

   "Walking for a hundred miles, as light as a swallow, traveling a thousand miles a day, and swift in soldiers."

   As the gray-haired old man climbed to the top of the mountain, the camera went over his shoulder and faced the rising sun.

  Under the rising sun, a bustling and bustling city is bustling.

  The camera fell on the side of a gentleman with a Fengshui fortune-telling sign.

   "Have yin and yang eyes, feng shui skills, bad luck and bad luck, and the iron mouth is broken."

   That feng shui master saw that some people were entangled in black energy, some people were rich and powerful, and their fate was fixed, and there was no need to force it.

   He soon saw a person, walking among the crowd, with a sly look in his eyes, and in a moment, there was an extra wallet in his hand, and he spread the contents of the wallet to the beggars who were begging.

   "There are people who pick up stars, who have empty hands, rob the rich and help the poor, and the gentleman on the beam."

The camera followed the beggar into the alley with the banknotes, and there was a sentence that the body fell to the ground, with a scalpel in one hand, carefully dissecting, when the camera turned, it was a woman who put down the scalpel and faced the wooden pile. A punch was swung, and the force was shocking.

   "There are corpses, the corpses are buried, the ghosts are suppressed, and the iron fist is invincible."

   Along with the woman's punch, the gavel fell again.

   "There are storytellers who use the past to satirize the present, follow the law, and have a clever tongue."

  The picture returns to the storyteller's square-inch stage, the light is dim, and there are only two large characters written with a brush, which are sonorous and powerful.

   "Nine Streams".

  This trailer has a taste of national style, and it shows all the strange people in the market, which has a kind of folklore feel.

   Tang Yu saw that the corpse stitcher did look a bit like himself, and he also looked a bit like his mother. In short, it was the kind of appearance that looked like the Tang family.

   No wonder those little nurses said that Tang Yu was on TV.

   "He actually made it?"

  Tang Yu thought of what Lu Bian had said before that he wanted to make a movie about Jiuliu.

   Where did these actors come from, they all have that kind of taste.

  Tang Yu watched the trailer again while eating.

Although this trailer only shows the characteristics of each genre of Jiuliu, the overall art style is very attractive. Ink and rice paper are used as the genre, and the transition is also very national style. In popular words, it is very trendy. .

  Music is also traditional opera storytelling with new rock elements, full of charm.

   There is no story, but through the display of Jiuliu, as well as the style of the city and the people, it outlines a scene of an era of chaos and chaos, and a group of people with supernatural powers are active in the shadow of history.

   Tang Yu, who has some knowledge of Jiuliu, was looking forward to what kind of story Lu Jian could shoot after reading it, and she saw those little nurses chatting and discussing the content in the trailer.

   "This is the first time Lu Bian has been filmed. I wonder what role he will play?"

   "I think the old man who runs very fast looks quite handsome. I like this kind of mature man the most."

   "Tsk tsk, it's not a day or two that you like Uncle."

  Uh, the thinking of young people, Tang Yu really does not understand.

The    trailer spread along with it, and more and more people saw it.

   In the afternoon, Tang Yu went to work and felt that people around her were looking at her strangely.

   She invited the next patient to come in. The young brother just walked in and suddenly turned pale when he saw Tang Yu.

   "I-I'm not dead yet, don't dissect me!"

  “?”

  Tang Yu looked at the medical records. This is a little brother who was injured in a takeaway delivery. He came over to report his injury. His brain should be fine, right?

   Or have you broken your brain, more serious?

   At this moment, a familiar melody came from Tang Yu's cell phone.

   That is the background music of the trailer for "Nine Flows".

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