Chapter 210.2
Finding there were a few more pages left, he continued to flip through them.
Huh? This seems to be a musical score?
He knew how to play the zither, and there was one hidden in his home.
He immediately brought it out and began to play according to the score.
The melodious and mournful tune slowly filled the air, and he saw two beautiful butterflies entwined in an intimate dance.
As he played, he suddenly burst into tears!
Hearing the noise, the servant boy ran in and was shocked to see Liu Shanhais tear-streaked face.
Young master, whats wrong? Why are you crying? Dont scare me!
Its nothing! I am just
Liu Shanhais eyes were filled with despair: I am just mourning my deceased love!
The Servant boy:
With your looks? Youre not even aware of it. what love could you possibly have?
Meanwhile, this kind of thing was happening in the homes of many scholars.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om
When they saw the male protagonist, Liang Shanbo, handsome and dashing, sunny and charismatic, and full of righteousness, they perfectly identified with him, as if they were talented and brilliant.
When they saw the female protagonist, Zhu Yingtai, beautiful as a flower, well-read and sensible, and full of love for the male lead, they immersed themselves in the story once more, as if Zhu Yingtai was their own intimate lover.
However, when they reached the melodramatic twists in the story, they identified with that too, and then
They collectively spat blood, their hearts turning to ashes!
Lin Beifan was indeed using the writing style of online novels!
The deeper the identification, the deeper the hurt!
Thus, they cried out in heart-wrenching pain.
Ah! My love is dead!
Yingtai, my Yingtai is dead, such a tragic death!
Yingtai is dead, and with her, my heart is dead too. I will never love anyone again!
Yingtai, I will join you in the next life!
For the single dogs, it was still okay, but for those scholars who were already married with children, their wives grabbed their ears and scolded them.
Tell me! Who is this Zhu Yingtai! Has this vixen bewitched you?
Some even picked up bricks and threw them at his head.
You bunch of scums! Ill remember this grudge, just you wait!
Dirty and bleeding from the head, Ma Wencai ran back home and then sent people to investigate the cause of the incident.
After learning the truth, he spat out a mouthful of blood in shock.
What does the Ma Wencai in the storybook have to do with me? If you want revenge, go find that Ma Wencai! What use is there in bullying me?
The more Ma Wencai thought about it, the more wronged he felt.
While he may not be considered a saint, he has always tried to be kind to others and never forced anyone to do anything.
But now to suffer such an unjust disaster was too unfair!
How dare this storybook malign me like this, I wont let you off easily!
He immediately led a group of his familys servants and guards to confront the shop that was selling the book, demanding they stop the sales.
As a result, they returned home with a head full of bruises.
Unable to seek revenge for the injustice done to him, his rage and grievances turned into a mouthful of blood that he spat out again.
So unreasonable!!!
The Butterfly Lovers is primarily popular among the scholars.
However, among the common folk, The White-Haired Girl is the popular tale.
A storyteller (someone who narrates or recounts stories orally to an audience) felt that this story was exceptionally well-told, so he purchased it and explained it over several sessions.
The audience listening below were all impoverished common people.
The common people listened with rapt attention. Because the story was so close to their own real lives!
The storys protagonist, Xier, seemed like someone from their own surroundings, perhaps their own daughter, or their sister, or maybe the child from next door
The sense of immersion was incredibly strong!
Their emotions were tossed and turned, following the life of Xier.
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