Ye Junsheng said: "I decided to find a theater troupe."
"The theater troupe?"
Ye Junmei was a little confused.
"Haha, he is the one who performs dramas on the goulan."
When Ye Junmei said this, she understood. In the Tianhua Dynasty, the scale of the Zaju troupe had already been formed, with four or five people per performance. The organization was quite orderly, but most of the people in the organization were from the same family.
In this era, all artists belong to the music family, and their status is hereditary and cannot be changed easily.
Ye Junmei asked: "Brother, do you mean to let a dramatist perform "The Legend of the Monkey"?"
"Exactly."
"It's just that it might be a little more complicated."
Ye Junmei is still worried.
The themes of current dramas are mostly historical and rarely other. The story of "The Legend of the Monkey" is extremely fantasy, with alternative spirits and monsters. It is not easy to express it through the stage.
Ye Junsheng chuckled: "I'm not willing to do anything that's not difficult. As for the limitations of the structure, everything can be changed. Opera performances, preparation of props, face makeup, costumes and backgrounds, etc., can all be customized, as long as you have the money That¡¯s it.¡±
Ye Junmei touched her nose: "The key is, which team should we find to perform?"
Calculating it, the investment is really not small. Ordinary small groups for family affairs simply cannot do this.
Ye Junsheng smiled mysteriously: "We don't need to look for him, someone will naturally come to his door."
Three days later, the second son of Ximen went to Beijing from Yangzhou and made a special trip to visit Ye Junsheng in the courtyard.
He is now. The spring breeze is all over my face, and the spring spirit can't be concealed in the corners of my eyes. According to him, it was based on "Die Lian Hua" written by Ye Junsheng that day. When I got in front of Miss Guo San, I immediately captured her heart and entered the room. The spring breeze was blowing
Because of this, the marriage event of the two families has been put on the agenda and is scheduled to be held on the 15th of next month.
This time, the second son of Ximen came to Beijing, firstly to do business, and secondly to deliver invitations.
During the chat, Ye Junsheng mentioned the blueprint for establishing a large theater troupe.
Second Young Master Ximen is by no means as simple as a son from a wealthy family. He traveled all over the country, did countless trades, and was very business-minded. Upon hearing this, he immediately felt that there was a lot to be done. He slapped his thigh and said, "Jun Sheng, I'll pay for it."
The theater troupe was established, had good programs, and performed well. If your performance is well-received in wealthy circles, your fortune will be bright.
In later modern times, this kind of practice became popular among countless wealthy families. Whenever there is something festive. A troupe will be organized to entertain the guests.
Of course, if time and space go back a thousand years, the national conditions are different. But Ye Junsheng was confident. This formal approach is feasible.
The two hit it off immediately, and the second son of Ximen provided the capital. Looking for people, looking for a place, etc.; and Ye Junsheng is here. The main thing is to produce a script.
As for profit dividends, it is split 50-50.
With this ratio, it seems that Ye Junsheng is taking advantage. But Second Young Master Ximen doesn't care. In his opinion, Ye Junsheng is not a creature in the pond, and building a good relationship will be beneficial without any harm.
Finally, he smacked his lips and couldn't help but ask: "Jun Sheng, you are going to take the provincial examination soon. In high school, you are about to enter the official career. Your future is infinitely bright. Why do you suddenly think of doing this?"
No matter what, when scholars engage in dramas, they are always a little distracted from their true duties, and they are considered to have gone down a wrong path.
Ye Junsheng laughed and said, "It's not me, it's Jun Mei who wrote a book that didn't sell, so I thought of this way to make a movie and increase my popularity."
Hearing what he said frankly, the Second Young Master Ximen suddenly said "ah" and looked at Ye Junmei.
Ye Junmei smiled sweetly: "Second brother Ximen, this is "The Legend of the Monkey" written by me. I will give you a copy."
Second Young Master Ximen took it, a little dumbfounded. No matter how he thought about it, he never imagined that the cause of the matter would be so childish.
The book is not selling well, but suddenly it is involved in dramas. Isn¡¯t this a bit irrelevant?
Thinking deeper, I finally understood: Daring to love Ye Junsheng was a trick he came up with because he was afraid that his sister would be bored. But having said that, Ye Junmei is getting older, and it is almost time for her to get married. Do you still have time to mess around with these things?
However, the feeling given to him by the Ye brothers and sisters has always been erratic and unpredictable. I didn't bother to ask this or that. Anyway, I just felt that I was sure of the matter itself.
I casually flipped through "The Legend of the Monkey" in my hand, but I had no intention of reading it at the moment.
After talking for a while and determining the general direction of the charter, the Second Young Master Ximen said goodbye and left.?I came to Beijing not just to find Ye Junsheng, but there were also several other people I wanted to visit.
As a businessman, you must be busy.
After he left, Ye Jun raised his eyebrows and said: "Brother, I didn't expect this to be your way of selling books But is it really considered selling books?"
Ye Junsheng spread his hands: "Why doesn't it count? If the drama performance is successful and you make money, doesn't it mean that you sold the book at a high price? Also, don't underestimate this. It will be passed down from ten to ten, and the streets will be empty. By then, it will be far better than yours. Dozens of books are much better.¡±
This picture cake seems far away, but I have to say it is quite tempting.
Ye Junmei recorded the stories narrated by her brother and improved them in order to spread them out and make more people like them.
"It's just that I'm afraid I won't do it well."
Being responsible for all the script work of the drama and taking charge of it alone, the girl was a little uneasy after all.
Ye Junsheng encouraged: "Where there is a will, there is a way. You will definitely succeed. Don't forget, I still have my brother here."
Ye Junmei stuck out her tongue and secretly made up her mind: her brother was about to take the provincial examination, and he had to bear too many things, so he had to try not to interfere with him.
¡°After all, for an orthodox scholar, the provincial examination is the battlefield that determines fate.
¡°Well, maybe my brother is not an orthodox scholar anymore. But it is also obvious that Ye Junsheng is bound to win the provincial examination.
Ye Junsheng said again: "Junmei, the drama script is different from the book, so you have to change "The Legend of the Monkey" and edit it to be more suitable for performances."
Ye Junmei nodded: "I understand."
After a pause, Ye Junsheng said: "Actually, according to my opinion, this first script does not need "The Legend of the Monkey", and can be replaced with another one."
"Another one?"
Ye Jun frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and blurted out: "It's a matchmaker's matchmaker, a story about a talented man meeting a beautiful woman?"
Ye Junsheng smiled and said, "You can teach children."
No matter what era, there are always some essential things that will never change. Often the more popular a story is, the more popular it is. Because it is real and has flesh and blood, the audience has a stronger sense of involvement. In their view, the stories on stage are likely to happen to them as well.
That¡¯s all, Ye Junsheng will not interfere too much in this matter. He has more important things to do.