Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

Ran Cang couldn't help but laugh when he heard the troupe leader's complaint.

"Teacher, don't worry, they will improve gradually."

Her voice was full of confidence.

Yun Suisi smiled as he looked at the troupe leader, his eyes revealing encouragement.

"They can definitely do it."

In the following time, Ran Cang continued to patiently teach Yun Sui Si, and the troupe leader did not give up, correcting Jun Sui He and Jun Li Que's movements and singing style again and again.

The opera troupe was filled with their hard work and sweat, as well as laughter and joy.

As time went by, Yun Suisi made great progress under Ran Cang's tutelage.

His movements have become fluid and natural, and his singing style is increasingly reminiscent of Yu Ji.

Ran Cang felt a great sense of accomplishment as he watched Yun Suisi's progress.

Under the strict guidance of their troupe leader, Jun Sui and Jun Li Que gradually found their way to becoming overlords.

Their movements became domineering, and their singing became deep and powerful, full of majesty.

Seeing their progress, the troupe leader finally showed a gratified smile.

As the days went by, Ran Cang and Yun Sui Si's cooperation became more and more tacit, and Jun Sui and Jun Li Que gradually mastered the essence of the Overlord.

They began rehearsing together, preparing for a spectacular performance.

In the pear orchard, their figures are busy yet determined.

Every movement and every singing style has been carefully considered and practiced repeatedly.

Their hard work and sweat will shine brightly on the stage.

Finally, the day of the performance arrived.

The theater was packed, with the audience eagerly anticipating this special performance.

In the pear orchard, sunlight filters through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow.

The ancient stage, like an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes, quietly tells the story of the years.

Today, Ran Cang and Jun Li Que will collaborate for the first time on this stage, performing a classic opera.

Backstage, Ran Cang was dressed in a magnificent costume of Yu Ji, the red brocade shimmering slightly under the lights.

She sat quietly in front of the mirror, gazing intently at her reflection, her slender fingers gently caressing her delicate makeup.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes like autumn water, and the slightly upturned corners of her eyes carried a faint trace of sorrow.

She pursed her lips slightly, as if gathering her strength for the upcoming performance.

Jun Li Que stood to the side, dressed in imposing Overlord Armor.

The black armor gleamed with a cold, hard sheen under the light, while the golden helmet added to its imposing presence.

His gaze was firm and deep, as if he had transformed into that brave and fearless overlord.

Ran Cang glanced at Jun Sui from time to time, her eyes full of tenderness and encouragement.

With a crisp gong sound, the opera began.

Yu Ji walked lightly onto the stage, her figure like a butterfly fluttering in the air.

She slightly raised her chin, her eyes revealing determination and deep affection, as if searching for the overlord in her heart.

"Since I followed the King in his campaigns, enduring wind and frost, and toil year after year..."

Yu Ji's melodious voice rang out, echoing like heavenly music in the pear garden.

Every movement she made was perfectly timed, her flowing sleeves fluttering as if telling of endless longing and yearning.

The Overlord then appeared, his steps steady and his eyes resolute.

"He killed several generals in the Han camp with his spear, but how could such bravery guard against being ambushed from all sides..."

His voice was deep and resonant, like muffled thunder, displaying the tyrant's boldness and domineering presence.

Below the stage, Yun Suisi and Jun Sui sat there early, their eyes fixed on the two people on the stage.

Yun Suisi, dressed in a white robe, possessed a refined and scholarly air. He leaned slightly forward, his hands resting on his knees, watching the performance on stage with rapt attention.

Jun Sui was dressed in a long black robe, exuding composure and grandeur.

He sat there quietly, a faint smile on his lips, his eyes full of appreciation and admiration.

When Yu Ji sang the line, "I urge the king to drink wine and listen to Yu's song, to relieve his worries with graceful dancing," she moved her water sleeves lightly, her figure as beautiful as a fairy.

When the king left the palace, he raised his wine cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Yun Suisi gently shook the folding fan in his hand, his eyes gleaming.

"Li Que's imposing presence is extraordinary, and Ran Cang perfectly portrays Yu Ji's tenderness and perseverance."

Their teamwork was flawless.

Jun Sui nodded slightly, "Yes, this is how it is for our first collaboration. We have great chemistry."

"The Han army has seized the land, and the songs of Chu echo from all sides. The king's spirit is broken, what reason is there for this lowly concubine to live..."

Yu Ji's voice floated in the air, and the beautiful melody was intoxicating.

Her eyes were filled with determination, as if telling the story of Yu Ji's unwavering loyalty to the Hegemon.

Yu Ji tilted her head slightly, her fair neck resembling that of an elegant swan.

Her hair swayed gently in the breeze, a few stray strands clinging to her forehead, adding to her poignant beauty.

The exquisite embroidery on her costume shimmered in the sunlight, and the red skirt bloomed like a flower.

Her fingers were slender and long, gripping the sword tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

Her gaze was fixed on the Overlord, her eyes filled with a mixture of deep affection and resolute determination, a sight that moved everyone present.

Finally, Yu Ji committed suicide, and Xiang Yu was devastated.

The king's pained expression was so palpable that one could almost hear the screams in his heart.

He trembled slightly, reaching out his hands as if trying to grasp the gradually collapsing figure, his eyes surging with grief like a tidal wave.

Yu Ji slowly fell down, like a falling petal, her eyes always fixed on Jun Li Que.

There was reluctance, longing, and endless love in it.

Her hair swayed gently in the breeze, and the decorations on her costume shimmered with a faint light, as if telling the poignant story of this tragedy.

The Overlord threw himself down beside Yu Ji, tightly grasping her hand, his voice trembling:

"Yu Ji! Why are you so resolute?"

His tears welled up and dripped onto Yu Ji's face.

Below the stage, Yun Suisi and Jun Sui stood up and clapped enthusiastically.

Their eyes were filled with pride and self-satisfaction.

Yun Suisi was slightly moved. He gently closed the folding fan in his hand and looked at the two people on the stage, feeling a mix of emotions.

Jun Sui's gaze was deep and focused. He nodded slightly, giving the performance high praise.

The audience in the opera house were completely absorbed in the wonderful performance, and their applause lasted for a long time.

Some people stood up and cheered loudly; others silently shed tears, deeply moved by this tragedy.

Ran Cang and Jun Li Que slowly stood up and bowed to the audience to express their gratitude.

Their faces showed fatigue, but even more so, satisfaction.

After Yun Suisi and Jun Sui entered the stage, they offered their congratulations.

Yun Suisi looked at Ran Cang and Jun Lique with a smile, his eyes full of admiration.

He slightly raised the corners of his mouth and said in a gentle voice:

"Your performance was fantastic."

Ran Cang is as excellent as ever. Every movement and every line of her singing seems to be imbued with soul, making people immerse themselves in her and unable to extricate themselves.

Li Que has made great progress, from being awkward at the beginning to being skilled now. The effort he has put in is unimaginable.

Seriously, you all performed much better than someone else.

As he spoke, his gaze seemed to drift towards Jun Sui almost imperceptibly.

Upon hearing this, Jun Sui gave a helpless smile. He slightly spread his hands, his tone carrying a hint of pleading:

"Ah Si, I really have no talent. Whether it's the movements or the singing style, I feel like I'm not up to the task."

I've been trying really hard to learn, but I still can't reach your level.

I really can't do it, please have mercy on me.

Wait, something feels off!