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The storytelling booths in damenshi Street will not open until the bell tower rings five times.
Early in the morning, no one will come to listen to the book. Everyone has to find the right food;
At noon, no one came to listen to the book, it was hot and sunny, and most people were working;
It was not until the afternoon and evening that someone got off work one after another. After a hard day, they also got the salary. They would come to damenshi street to have a good meal and listen to the story.
Storytelling has never relied on rewards - rewards have long starved to death. In any era, there are many more white whores than three times with one button.
Most of them are attached to nearby restaurants. Some restaurants will put the table outside, and even some restaurants let storytellers talk in the store. Their main purpose is to attract guests.
After all, at this time, people can't watch videos and play mobile phones when eating, but dry eating is really boring, and storytellers, as entertainment that can be enjoyed by everyone after dinner, naturally prosper gradually.
As a storyteller, Luan Jiba's dream is to go to the middle seat on the second floor of Jinbi restaurant. The Jinbi restaurant in damenshi street has four floors. Time passes quickly. After a while, the landlady pops the door open, puts down a bowl of rice and soup and leaves. Luan Ji was overbearing. He quickly finished his meal and then continued to study.
At 4 p.m., Luan Jiba finally had a thorough meal and sat all day. Luan Jiba was also tired. He opened the door and went out for a walk.
Just two steps down the street, Luan Jiba suddenly heard two passers-by say, "hurry to occupy your seat, or you'll be full later."
"I didn't expect that the legend of the God of fire finally produced a new volume. I waited for the flowers to thank!"
Fireman!?
Luan Jiba's eyes twinkled. Although he also knew that the biography of the God of fire was a must for storytellers now, he didn't expect that someone crashed with him - even if it made him a day or two ahead!
However, Luan Jiba is not in a hurry. After all, there are so many storytellers. The "xinyimen", "rouge Zhai" and "Yuyin school" all have loyal listeners. If people from other schools say the biography of the God of fire, it will not affect Luan Jiba's business.
But Luan Jiba secretly felt uneasy, so he followed them to see who wanted to talk about the biography of the God of fire today.
However, the more he walked, the stronger the uneasiness in Luan Jiba's heart. When he saw them walk into the "cold faced girl" shop, his uneasiness reached the peak!
He saw a notice hanging on the wall at the door of the cold noodle girl's shop:
"At 5 p.m., the summer car starts on time. It's you again!
Luan Jiba didn't know how he walked home. He only thought of one thing in his mind - it's over!
Xia Che is the jade voice who is younger than him, more liver, and even more coquettish than him!
He never thought that Xia Che had got the biography of the God of fire today!
How to fight now? He said five chapters and others said ten chapters. Tomorrow he said that they were all Yuyin school. Luan Jiba and Xiache didn't have much difference at all. Except for a few hard-core listeners, others must go to catch up with the latest progress of Xiache!
Even if he studies it right now, it's over
Luan Jiba lay in bed, turned over and suddenly took aim at the Youth Daily he had bought and kept.
Looking at the heroic and attractive cover of Yanjing policewoman, Luan Jiba couldn't help imagining that there would be such enchanting policewoman on patrol in the streets of Yanjing.
With this kind of policewoman, the crime rate in Yanjing must be very high. Who doesn't want to be arrested by her!
Thinking about it, Luan Jiba, a young man who had just suffered setbacks, kept looking at the cover, and then pulled off his belt
Just when Luan Jiba wanted to be busy with sewing, the wind blew in the window and the newspaper opened another page. He tutted and just reached out to turn back to the cover page, but he couldn't help but be surprised by the newspaper. At this time, Leibu heard an enlightening question from the storytelling shed and a startling sound pointing directly at the heart:
"If tomorrow is the end of the world, what do you want to do?"
Leibu and the nearby diners and passers-by were stunned and stared at Luan Jiba in the storytelling shed.
After drinking tea to moisten his throat, Luan Jiba said, "the first respondent is called the general secretary. She is a female swordsman who patrols the criminal guards in Yanjing. For this question, she answered --"
Luan Jiba covered his face with a fan and heard a delicate and strong girl voice:
"For me, this is not a question, but an answer."
"I very much hope that tomorrow will be the end of the world, and everyone can get a fair and final judgment - death."
"In Yanjing, the 'doomsday' is not an illusory existence, but a real reality - the existence of tycoons, dignitaries and nobles is the doomsday of the people at the bottom."
"When I joined the Yanjing patrol criminal guard, I thought there were too many bad people and too few good people in the world, so I wanted to kill all evils and protect kindness. Over the years, I did kill many evils and protect many kindness; but more often, in the face of evils, I had to stand by and watch. In the face of kindness, I had to wave a butcher's knife."
"The captain told me that this is to protect the overall situation. The captain is a good man. I believe the captain, and I also know what the overall situation is - the political struggle in Yanjing is too complicated. Sometimes, even if he does all the bad things, he can't move, otherwise once overturned, it will affect the overall situation of the whole country; sometimes, even if he is right, he has to go to prison and be beheaded, otherwise he can't appease others An aristocrat in power. "
"Killing one person less and one more can protect the quiet life of more ordinary people and protect more people from war. It is really cost-effective."
"Besides, I'm just an ordinary patrolling guard, a martial artist who is seriously ill and dying. What else can I do besides obeying orders?"
"So if tomorrow is really the end of the world, I will sincerely look forward to tomorrow."
"If I hadn't died in my bed at that time, I would pick up my autumn sword and see if I could kill those dignitaries who were at large."
"After all, tomorrow is the end of the world, so it doesn't matter. And they are just a group of sinners."
At this time, the table outside the storytelling shed was full of people.
The audience were shocked and inexplicable by this crazy speech. In Luan Jiba's rhythmic and vivid imitation, they seemed to see a weak and crazy female swordsman. She was loyal to her country and protected kindness, but she was stunned by the reality. Wearing heavy shackles, she killed good people and protected treacherous officials, but there was extreme violence in her heart, waiting for a reason to vent.
If everyone is going to die tomorrow, she is not afraid, and even hopes to kill the sinners before everyone dies!
What madness, what violence, and what justice!
"It turns out that Yanjing... Is similar to xuanzhu...".
Pop!
Luan Jiba was shocked and said, "the second respondent is Nietzsche. He is a linguist, cultural critic, composer and thinker. His answer is like this --"
"People just got off the train at the moment of the stars. For this question, I want to ask you a question first. When you close your eyes and fall asleep, do you think you are 'asleep' or 'dead'? Is the person who wakes up the next day 'you' or a 'new person' with all your memories?..."
This sentence sounded like a bolt from the blue in the hearts of all the listeners!
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The storytelling booths in damenshi Street will not open until the bell tower rings five times.
Early in the morning, no one will come to listen to the book. Everyone has to find the right food;
At noon, no one came to listen to the book, it was hot and sunny, and most people were working;
It was not until the afternoon and evening that someone got off work one after another. After a hard day, they also got the salary. They would come to damenshi street to have a good meal and listen to the story.
Storytelling has never relied on rewards - rewards have long starved to death. In any era, there are many more white whores than three times with one button.
Most of them are attached to nearby restaurants. Some restaurants will put the table outside, and even some restaurants let storytellers talk in the store. Their main purpose is to attract guests.
After all, at this time, people can't watch videos and play mobile phones when eating, but dry eating is really boring, and storytellers, as entertainment that can be enjoyed by everyone after dinner, naturally prosper gradually.
As a storyteller, Luan Jiba's dream is to go to the middle seat on the second floor of Jinbi restaurant. The Jinbi restaurant in damenshi street has four floors. Time passes quickly. After a while, the landlady pops the door open, puts down a bowl of rice and soup and leaves. Luan Ji was overbearing. He quickly finished his meal and then continued to study.
At 4 p.m., Luan Jiba finally had a thorough meal and sat all day. Luan Jiba was also tired. He opened the door and went out for a walk.
Just two steps down the street, Luan Jiba suddenly heard two passers-by say, "hurry to occupy your seat, or you'll be full later."
"I didn't expect that the legend of the God of fire finally produced a new volume. I waited for the flowers to thank!"
Fireman!?
Luan Jiba's eyes twinkled. Although he also knew that the biography of the God of fire was a must for storytellers now, he didn't expect that someone crashed with him - even if it made him a day or two ahead!
However, Luan Jiba is not in a hurry. After all, there are so many storytellers. The "xinyimen", "rouge Zhai" and "Yuyin school" all have loyal listeners. If people from other schools say the biography of the God of fire, it will not affect Luan Jiba's business.
But Luan Jiba secretly felt uneasy, so he followed them to see who wanted to talk about the biography of the God of fire today.
However, the more he walked, the stronger the uneasiness in Luan Jiba's heart. When he saw them walk into the "cold faced girl" shop, his uneasiness reached the peak!
He saw a notice hanging on the wall at the door of the cold noodle girl's shop:
"At 5 p.m., the summer car starts on time. It's you again!
Luan Jiba didn't know how he walked home. He only thought of one thing in his mind - it's over!
Xia Che is the jade voice who is younger than him, more liver, and even more coquettish than him!
He never thought that Xia Che had got the biography of the God of fire today!
How to fight now? He said five chapters and others said ten chapters. Tomorrow he said that they were all Yuyin school. Luan Jiba and Xiache didn't have much difference at all. Except for a few hard-core listeners, others must go to catch up with the latest progress of Xiache!
Even if he studies it right now, it's over
Luan Jiba lay in bed, turned over and suddenly took aim at the Youth Daily he had bought and kept.
Looking at the heroic and attractive cover of Yanjing policewoman, Luan Jiba couldn't help imagining that there would be such enchanting policewoman on patrol in the streets of Yanjing.
With this kind of policewoman, the crime rate in Yanjing must be very high. Who doesn't want to be arrested by her!
Thinking about it, Luan Jiba, a young man who had just suffered setbacks, kept looking at the cover, and then pulled off his belt
Just when Luan Jiba wanted to be busy with sewing, the wind blew in the window and the newspaper opened another page. He tutted and just reached out to turn back to the cover page, but he couldn't help but be surprised by the newspaper. At this time, Leibu heard an enlightening question from the storytelling shed and a startling sound pointing directly at the heart:
"If tomorrow is the end of the world, what do you want to do?"
Leibu and the nearby diners and passers-by were stunned and stared at Luan Jiba in the storytelling shed.
After drinking tea to moisten his throat, Luan Jiba said, "the first respondent is called the general secretary. She is a female swordsman who patrols the criminal guards in Yanjing. For this question, she answered --"
Luan Jiba covered his face with a fan and heard a delicate and strong girl voice:
"For me, this is not a question, but an answer."
"I very much hope that tomorrow will be the end of the world, and everyone can get a fair and final judgment - death."
"In Yanjing, the 'doomsday' is not an illusory existence, but a real reality - the existence of tycoons, dignitaries and nobles is the doomsday of the people at the bottom."
"When I joined the Yanjing patrol criminal guard, I thought there were too many bad people and too few good people in the world, so I wanted to kill all evils and protect kindness. Over the years, I did kill many evils and protect many kindness; but more often, in the face of evils, I had to stand by and watch. In the face of kindness, I had to wave a butcher's knife."
"The captain told me that this is to protect the overall situation. The captain is a good man. I believe the captain, and I also know what the overall situation is - the political struggle in Yanjing is too complicated. Sometimes, even if he does all the bad things, he can't move, otherwise once overturned, it will affect the overall situation of the whole country; sometimes, even if he is right, he has to go to prison and be beheaded, otherwise he can't appease others An aristocrat in power. "
"Killing one person less and one more can protect the quiet life of more ordinary people and protect more people from war. It is really cost-effective."
"Besides, I'm just an ordinary patrolling guard, a martial artist who is seriously ill and dying. What else can I do besides obeying orders?"
"So if tomorrow is really the end of the world, I will sincerely look forward to tomorrow."
"If I hadn't died in my bed at that time, I would pick up my autumn sword and see if I could kill those dignitaries who were at large."
"After all, tomorrow is the end of the world, so it doesn't matter. And they are just a group of sinners."
At this time, the table outside the storytelling shed was full of people.
The audience were shocked and inexplicable by this crazy speech. In Luan Jiba's rhythmic and vivid imitation, they seemed to see a weak and crazy female swordsman. She was loyal to her country and protected kindness, but she was stunned by the reality. Wearing heavy shackles, she killed good people and protected treacherous officials, but there was extreme violence in her heart, waiting for a reason to vent.
If everyone is going to die tomorrow, she is not afraid, and even hopes to kill the sinners before everyone dies!
What madness, what violence, and what justice!
"It turns out that Yanjing... Is similar to xuanzhu...".
Pop!
Luan Jiba was shocked and said, "the second respondent is Nietzsche. He is a linguist, cultural critic, composer and thinker. His answer is like this --"
"People just got off the train at the moment of the stars. For this question, I want to ask you a question first. When you close your eyes and fall asleep, do you think you are 'asleep' or 'dead'? Is the person who wakes up the next day 'you' or a 'new person' with all your memories?..."
This sentence sounded like a bolt from the blue in the hearts of all the listeners!
The storytelling booths in damenshi Street will not open until the bell tower rings five times.Early in the morning, no one will come to listen to the book. Everyone has to find the right food;At noon, no one came to listen to the book, it was hot and sunny, and most people were working;It was not until the afternoon and evening that someone got off work one after another. After a hard day, they also got the salary. They would come to damenshi street to have a good meal and listen to the story.Storytelling has never relied on rewards - rewards have long starved to death. In any era, there are many more white whores than three times with one button.Most of them are attached to nearby restaurants. Some restaurants will put the table outside, and even some restaurants let storytellers talk in the store. Their main purpose is to attract guests.After all, at this time, people can't watch videos and play mobile phones when eating, but dry eating is really boring, and storytellers, as entertainment that can be enjoyed by everyone after dinner, naturally prosper gradually.As a storyteller, Luan Jiba's dream is to go to the middle seat on the second floor of Jinbi restaurant. The Jinbi restaurant in damenshi street has four floors. Time passes quickly. After a while, the landlady pops the door open, puts down a bowl of rice and soup and leaves. Luan Ji was overbearing. He quickly finished his meal and then continued to study.At 4 p.m., Luan Jiba finally had a thorough meal and sat all day. Luan Jiba was also tired. He opened the door and went out for a walk.Just two steps down the street, Luan Jiba suddenly heard two passers-by say, "hurry to occupy your seat, or you'll be full later.""I didn't expect that the legend of the God of fire finally produced a new volume. I waited for the flowers to thank!"Fireman!?Luan Jiba's eyes twinkled. Although he also knew that the biography of the God of fire was a must for storytellers now, he didn't expect that someone crashed with him - even if it made him a day or two ahead!However, Luan Jiba is not in a hurry. After all, there are so many storytellers. The "xinyimen", "rouge Zhai" and "Yuyin school" all have loyal listeners. If people from other schools say the biography of the God of fire, it will not affect Luan Jiba's business.But Luan Jiba secretly felt uneasy, so he followed them to see who wanted to talk about the biography of the God of fire today.However, the more he walked, the stronger the uneasiness in Luan Jiba's heart. When he saw them walk into the "cold faced girl" shop, his uneasiness reached the peak!He saw a notice hanging on the wall at the door of the cold noodle girl's shop:"At 5 p.m., the summer car starts on time. It's you again!Luan Jiba didn't know how he walked home. He only thought of one thing in his mind - it's over!Xia Che is the jade voice who is younger than him, more liver, and even more coquettish than him!He never thought that Xia Che had got the biography of the God of fire today!How to fight now? He said five chapters and others said ten chapters. Tomorrow he said that they were all Yuyin school. Luan Jiba and Xiache didn't have much difference at all. Except for a few hard-core listeners, others must go to catch up with the latest progress of Xiache!Even if he studies it right now, it's overLuan Jiba lay in bed, turned over and suddenly took aim at the Youth Daily he had bought and kept.Looking at the heroic and attractive cover of Yanjing policewoman, Luan Jiba couldn't help imagining that there would be such enchanting policewoman on patrol in the streets of Yanjing.With this kind of policewoman, the crime rate in Yanjing must be very high. Who doesn't want to be arrested by her!Thinking about it, Luan Jiba, a young man who had just suffered setbacks, kept looking at the cover, and then pulled off his beltJust when Luan Jiba wanted to be busy with sewing, the wind blew in the window and the newspaper opened another page. He tutted and just reached out to turn back to the cover page, but he couldn't help but be surprised by the newspaper. At this time, Leibu heard an enlightening question from the storytelling shed and a startling sound pointing directly at the heart:"If tomorrow is the end of the world, what do you want to do?"Leibu and the nearby diners and passers-by were stunned and stared at Luan Jiba in the storytelling shed.After drinking tea to moisten his throat, Luan Jiba said, "the first respondent is called the general secretary. She is a female swordsman who patrols the criminal guards in Yanjing. For this question, she answered --"Luan Jiba covered his face with a fan and heard a delicate and strong girl voice:"For me, this is not a question, but an answer.""I very much hope that tomorrow will be the end of the world, and everyone can get a fair and final judgment - death.""In Yanjing, the 'doomsday' is not an illusory existence, but a real reality - the existence of tycoons, dignitaries and nobles is the doomsday of the people at the bottom.""When I joined the Yanjing patrol criminal guard, I thought there were too many bad people and too few good people in the world, so I wanted to kill all evils and protect kindness. Over the years, I did kill many evils and protect many kindness; but more often, in the face of evils, I had to stand by and watch. In the face of kindness, I had to wave a butcher's knife.""The captain told me that this is to protect the overall situation. The captain is a good man. I believe the captain, and I also know what the overall situation is - the political struggle in Yanjing is too complicated. Sometimes, even if he does all the bad things, he can't move, otherwise once overturned, it will affect the overall situation of the whole country; sometimes, even if he is right, he has to go to prison and be beheaded, otherwise he can't appease others An aristocrat in power. ""Killing one person less and one more can protect the quiet life of more ordinary people and protect more people from war. It is really cost-effective.""Besides, I'm just an ordinary patrolling guard, a martial artist who is seriously ill and dying. What else can I do besides obeying orders?""So if tomorrow is really the end of the world, I will sincerely look forward to tomorrow.""If I hadn't died in my bed at that time, I would pick up my autumn sword and see if I could kill those dignitaries who were at large.""After all, tomorrow is the end of the world, so it doesn't matter. And they are just a group of sinners."At this time, the table outside the storytelling shed was full of people.The audience were shocked and inexplicable by this crazy speech. In Luan Jiba's rhythmic and vivid imitation, they seemed to see a weak and crazy female swordsman. She was loyal to her country and protected kindness, but she was stunned by the reality. Wearing heavy shackles, she killed good people and protected treacherous officials, but there was extreme violence in her heart, waiting for a reason to vent.If everyone is going to die tomorrow, she is not afraid, and even hopes to kill the sinners before everyone dies!What madness, what violence, and what justice!"It turns out that Yanjing... Is similar to xuanzhu...".Pop!Luan Jiba was shocked and said, "the second respondent is Nietzsche. He is a linguist, cultural critic, composer and thinker. His answer is like this --""People just got off the train at the moment of the stars. For this question, I want to ask you a question first. When you close your eyes and fall asleep, do you think you are 'asleep' or 'dead'? Is the person who wakes up the next day 'you' or a 'new person' with all your memories?..."This sentence sounded like a bolt from the blue in the hearts of all the listeners!
