After Zhang Chu reported the situation of his bookstore to editor Gu Xinxue, the answer he got was not so surprising.

Because the Nanhai Publishing Company was out of stock, the dealers and large bookstores directly took large trucks outside the printing factory where the company cooperated with them!

The works that were just printed from the assembly line, before the temperature of the work was completely reduced, they were loaded into trucks and transported to all parts of the country.

Although Gu Xinxue and the others were interested in printing again, the printing factory had to wait in line, and the distance could not relieve intimate thirst.

When Zhang Bowen faced this situation, he had to give up. His desire to get goods directly from the publishing house was shattered, so he had no choice but to find a dealer.

Dealers are obviously not charities, and they have to make money. The price Hanlinxuan gets from dealers is much higher, but it still makes a fortune!

Although the matter was not solved, there was no way to do so. The editors of Nanhai Publishing Company could not make the tricks.

Zhang Chu turned on the radio sound, and soft music flowed down, and he drove the vehicle into the rolling traffic.

...

In the next few days, Zhang Chu did not write any book, and he carefully taught classes, read books, exercised or had leisure and entertainment.

Although the box office of "Psychological Crime" is still high, and although his several films have sold well, he finally feels like a real college student these days, not a bystander!

After more than a semester of training, he finally bid farewell to the rookie stage in rock climbing. He can climb skillfully and agilely on the artificial rock walls indoors.

But if you want to go out in the wild, you have to practice again. You can't always climb along the same road, so that the muscles in the rest of the body will not be exercised.

Only by gradually adapting to various strengths and accumulating can the fingers and body become stronger and stronger. The sudden increase or decrease of the intensity of the exercise can easily cause the body to become uncomfortable and hurt.

Climbing different routes, climbing different rock walls, climbing to different rock halls, and even climbing up slowly, all these make Zhang Chu happy.

Sweat soaked the sportswear, and Zhang Chu felt exhausted while standing on the floor, as if his arms were shaking slightly and his muscles were a little sore!

At this time, a senior brother from the club came over from the locker room. He smiled and reminded: "Zhang Chu, your cell phone in your locker has been vibrating for a long time. People who don't know would think you put some toys that are not suitable for children in the cabinet."

"Your thoughts are so dirty! Then I'll leave first, you guys play slowly."

Zhang Chu waved his hand and said that the people in the club did not provoke the villain. Everyone got along well, and even those who never spoke would smile when they met.

He picked up the water cup and walked towards the locker room while drinking water. Zhang Chu was not suitable for changing clothes now. He just wanted to go home and take a shower soon.

There are not many lockers in the locker room, but the person who comes first can hang it on the locker locker with a small nameplate to indicate that it is occupied. After Zhang Chu opened the lock, he took the phone, key and clothes in his hand and walked slowly outward.

"It's strange, what did Director Xu ask me for?"

He looked at the screen of his phone and started to talk to himself. Xu Ji called him three times just now, but after finding that no one answered, he sent another text message asking Zhang Chu if he had time to meet and chat tonight.

Could it be for the sequel to the "Psychological Crime" movie?

Zhang Chu was silently thinking in his heart, what if Mr. Xu came to be a lobbyist, should he agree or refuse?

No matter what, the old man still has to give him face. Zhang Chu replied with a message and said, "No problem, I will definitely arrive on time."

When he drove home, he ordered a takeaway for himself in the elevator. He had just exercised for a while and was a little hungry. Mr. Xu agreed that the time was eight o'clock in the evening and he had to eat something.

He opened the door, took off his wet clothes without saying a word and threw them into the laundry basket, then went to the wardrobe with bare bare hands to find clean clothes and go to the bathroom to start rinsing.

Most men take a shower more quickly. In less than ten minutes, Zhang Chu started to dry his hair with a hair dryer.

Matcha seemed to be afraid of the whistling sound from the blowing wind, and hid at the door and stuck his head out, not daring to step in!

Zhang Chu put on the blowing air, and hesitated a little. What clothes should I wear tonight and whether to be more formal. After all, the place where Xu Ji invited was a theater.

This made him quite puzzled. There are actually people who are going to listen to operas these days!

After thinking for a while, it was really hard to make a decision, so he grabbed a polo shirt and put it on his body, and then Zhang Chu sat and waited for takeout.

As for what Xu Ji has to do with him, he will know when he goes there, and there is no need to worry now.

After waiting for half an hour, the delivery guy came late. Zhang Chu was so hungry that he could eat a whole sheep!

Matcha actually squatted on the dining table, looking at Zhang Chu with his eyes wide open, but he didn't move at all. He swept all these home-cooked dishes in one breath, making Matcha both aggrieved and angry.

"You are at home tonight, I will get you a pack of snacks and come back later to play with you."

As expected, there would be traffic jams on the road, Zhang Chu decided to set off early to avoid being late.

...

However, he underestimated the congestion level of the imperial capital. He went out before seven o'clock, and moved forward according to the map's anti-congestion navigation, but in the end he was still almost five minutes late!

The antique red lanterns in the Zhengyi Temple Opera House have been lit, there are drums and pianos in the courtyard, and there are flowers in the garden this season.

As a theater with a history of more than 300 years, it still looks similar to that of the Kangxi period. It has a wooden structure facing north and south as a whole, and the two-story stage facing north and south.

Four corner columns are upright, and a patio is opened in the middle of the ceiling, leading to the upper loft, with square holes and hooks for actors who perform magical dramas to lift or decorate various backgrounds.

There is a hollow under the stage panel and a basement. One can improve the sound effect, and the other is to mind let the actors escape from below.

This is probably the most complete and literary old theater in Lao Yanjing City!

It is estimated that the performance time is coming, and the entire theater is almost full of people, which is quite a bit like watching big dramas in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

After Zhang Chu reported the name of director Xu Ji, he was directed to the private room on the second floor. At this time, Mr. Xu was holding a retro tea cup and drinking tea, and he was surrounded by deputy director Jiang Hua!

"Is it because the old man is not a lobbyist for psychological crimes, but a lobbyist for Wukong?" Zhang Chu's heart moved by chance. Jiang Hua had taken the initiative to find him who wanted to film Wukong's legend.

After seeing Zhang Chu, Xu Ji smiled and waved: "Come and sit here quickly, the show will begin in two minutes."

Zhang Chu was not restrained either. He sat on the polished wooden chair and looked down at the stage. He saw that there was nothing on the upper line. He only asked curiously: "Old Xu, what kind of play are you singing today?"

"Today is the Farewell My Concubine, tomorrow is the Peony Pavilion, the day after tomorrow is the Meilan Youth, all are classics of the Mei School."

However, Zhang Chu, who had never watched Peking Opera, was a little confused. He seemed to have found the wrong person to watch the show and didn't know how to appreciate it at all.

Just when he was about to ask, he found that Jiang Hua's beards were uneven and he looked very decadent, as if he hadn't noticed that he had come in at all.

"Old Xu, what's wrong with Teacher Jiang Hua? You look a little bit unconscious?"

After hearing Zhang Chu's voice, the main protagonist Jiang Hua raised his head blankly and covered his face with shame and said, "Since the last premiere, I went back and watched "The Legend of Wukong" several times. When I wanted to change it to the script, I didn't know how to start. After struggling for a few days, I realized that this adaptation was too difficult and I thought it was just an ordinary Journey to the West story."

Is the lover so haggard, and he tortured by himself?

Zhang Chu quickly replied: "Teacher Jiang, don't be anxious. Do it if you are willing to do it. If you are unwilling to do it, forget it if you are unwilling to do it."

"Xiao Jiang is a man who is easy to get stubborn." Xu Ji sighed, "If you can't do it, you can't do it. It's almost trapping people, so I asked you to come out to persuade him."

Jiang Hua was already in his thirties or forties, but he had to let Zhang Chu, a young man, come to persuade him. Zhang Chu opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

From beginning to end, I never asked Jiang Hua to adapt it. Now a lot of people are in this state, which is really hard to accept.

"Teacher Jiang Hua, "The Legend of Wukong" is more focused on the stream of consciousness, and it is very difficult to adapt. Otherwise, I will be free in a few days and we will rewrite a new Journey to the West movie script together? It will also include these main characters and relationships."

Anyway, I promised not to pay, so I threw it out first!

"Rewrite it again?" Jiang Hua's eyes gradually became focused and no longer diverged. "What story should I write again?"

Zhang Chu just made a random promise and did not intend to fulfill it: "Journey to the West story, you see, I wrote the Journey to the West diary and the Biography of Wukong. Now I have a different understanding of Journey to the West. But I am quite busy recently. After I finish my work, I will tell you the story in detail. What do you think?"

"Really? Then I'm waiting for you!"

"Absolute." Zhang Chu had already made up his mind that this hot yam must not be touched in the future, and it would cause trouble for himself completely.

Xu Ji, who was on the other hand, gave him a thankful look and said, "Okay, OK, don't talk about it for now. The actors are about to go on stage, watch the show quietly!"

After two lifetimes, Zhang Chu has never watched Peking Opera in full. He can only sing a few lines of rap Facebook, such as the blue-faced Dou Erdun stealing the horse, the red-faced Guan Gong fighting hangsha, etc.
Chapter completed!