The Story of a Spoiled Daughter Raising a Husband

She said slowly, "To be honest, I know that the previous script has been performed several times. If the emotions in the performance are not enriched, it will feel repetitive. I'm here today to bring you a new script."

“I know that relying on the previous scripts will not be able to support the increasing number of guests, nor will it be able to keep you feeling the initial freshness. But I never expected that what I would see after arriving would be like this.”

Those on the stage, upon hearing this, naturally understood what had happened. They weren't upset by Tong Qian's earlier criticism; after all, without Tong Qian, they wouldn't be in their current situation. They then began to speak in unison.

"Miss Tong, please don't be angry. We were just joking around. We weren't seriously working on the script."

The other person continued, "Miss Tong, we have been carefully studying each emotion. We have just practiced it many times and wanted to use the imagery to express what we wanted to say. Please don't be angry."

However, after hearing what they said, the troupe leader frowned even more imperceptibly. If the previous situation could still be reversed, what they said now would definitely stir up Tong Qian's emotions again. Just as he was about to say something to explain, he heard Tong Qian's leisurely voice.

"Alright, everyone, since you all say so, it must be because you've already mastered the emotions in the script and want to express yourselves through the characters. Why don't you try it with Qian'er and use a completely new way of expressing your emotions?"

As they were saying this, they used the characters from the script they had just rehearsed, and without hesitation compared them to the scenes that had appeared before. After several comparisons, they realized that their understanding of the characters and their interpretations of the roles were in no way comparable to Tong Qian's.

If by this point, those people on stage still don't understand why Tong Qian did this, then they've wasted their lives. In the process of performing with Tong Qian on short notice, they discovered shortcomings that they had sensed before but didn't know how to address.

They all spoke up, saying, "Miss Tong, thank you. We understand where our problem lies." With that, they started rehearsing again using the same script, ignoring the troupe leader and Tong Qian standing below.

Seeing their expressions, Tong Qian smiled slightly. It seemed that she had achieved her goal. Turning to look at the troupe leader's melancholy expression, she said slowly, "Tour leader, don't worry. I don't plan to do anything, and I won't deliberately target anyone because of these things."

"I came here just to deliver the script to you. It just so happened that I saw some problems with the performances of the older brothers and sisters, so I couldn't help but say a few more words. I hope you don't mind, Master."

Hearing her say this, the troupe leader finally felt relieved and dared not say anything more. After hearing her continue, he quickly said, "How could that be? If Miss Tong can come and give us some guidance every day, I believe that their performance will be even better. I just hope that Miss Tong won't find it troublesome."

During this process, the waiter had already called the teahouse owner back. Upon hearing that Tong Qian had gone to the troupe leader, the owner hurried over as well, not wanting to be delayed on the way. Tong Qian was now his cash cow; every time she came, she brought him a considerable fortune, and he wished she could come every day.

When she arrived at the room where the drama class was rehearsing, she straightened her clothes and went in. Looking at the group of people rehearsing on stage, the class leader sitting there, and the leisurely Tong Qian, she smiled and walked up to her and said, "Miss Tong, what brings you here today?"

Actually, the troupe leader and Tong Qian had already sensed something when the teahouse owner came in, so they kept quiet. When Tong Qian heard the owner ask this question, she unconsciously answered:

"Boss, I came here today to deliver a play script to the troupe leader, and also to see how Yun girl has been doing at the teahouse these past few days. I just came in and saw her singing for the guests, so I came to the troupe leader's place first."

When the teahouse owner heard her say she was there to deliver a script, his eyes lit up. He was right; this girl always came to give him money. The sudden play had already made his teahouse bustling with customers, and some people from the big teahouses had even switched to his place and become regulars.

Just as someone started complaining that they were already tired of the scripts here, she brought over new ones, smiling and saying, "Miss Tong, you can come every day. The number of guests Miss Yun has attracted these days is definitely no less than the number of people these plays have attracted."

"Moreover, the daily performances by Miss Yun, alternating with the stage plays, have made the teahouse's unique character even more pronounced, and the number of customers is increasing. All of this is thanks to Miss Tong. If Miss Tong comes up with any other new forms of performance in the future, I hope that Miss Tong will not keep them to herself."

Hearing him say this, Tong Qian thought to herself, "This old fox only thinks about how much money I can bring him, but he never thinks about giving me any more money. It seems that I still need to find out his thoughts from the sidelines and see if I can get more money for myself."

After all, there are still many places where I need money. If I only have the money I can get now, I will definitely not be able to make ends meet in the end. Moreover, I have already confirmed with Brother Xiuping the solution to change our current situation. Those things also require money to make.

If I don't hurry up now, all my plans will have to be postponed for a while. If I wait until later, even if I manage to complete everything perfectly in the end, the results will be much worse.

Thinking this, a smile appeared on her face.