The Story of a Spoiled Daughter Raising a Husband

Actually, if it weren't for Li Zichen's words just now, I probably would never have thought that resolving their inner conflicts would allow them to face everything they are going through with equanimity.

After dealing with these matters, it was already quite late, so she went straight back to her room to rest. The next morning, Tong Qian went directly to the place that Zhen Rui had arranged to meet.

As soon as Tong Qian arrived at the wonton stall, she saw Zhen Rui already sitting there, with a bowl of wontons that he was eating halfway on the table in front of him. She smiled slightly, went up to the owner and asked for a bowl of wontons, and then sat down opposite Zhen Rui without any hesitation.

In fact, Zhen Rui had already seen Tong Qian when she rang out, and he knew why she had come to see him today. Even so, he was still very emotional. After all, everything Tong Qian said was something he was trying for the first time. He couldn't predict the outcome or what opportunities might arise.

Seeing Tong Qian sit down, he couldn't wait to say, "Miss Tong, I know why you asked me to come here today. Although I know it's not appropriate for me to ask you for something so directly, I still want to see the storybook you prepared first."

Tong Qian had only known that she was an impatient person, but she didn't expect Zhen Rui to be even more impatient than her. She shook her head and said, "What's the difference between appropriate and inappropriate? I called you out so early, shouldn't I be the one saying it's inappropriate?" As she spoke, she handed him the script that she had revised countless times.

Seeing his impatient look, she said slowly, "Zhen Rui, this is the performance format that the drama troupe finalized yesterday. We went back and revised it again. The final script may not be perfect, but I believe you can understand how to express it."

"You can take a look now and see what you think might be problematic when you say it, and what you don't know how to say, and then we'll try our best to revise it."

"As for today, I will go through the script with you from beginning to end. The best scenario I can imagine is that you can go directly to the drama class tomorrow and rehearse with them. After that, I just want to give you two days to get to know each other's characteristics."

"Three days from now, we can launch our performance. I know you'll think I'm rushing things, but I believe you can give me a great result."

Zhen Rui knew what he should do, but he didn't expect that Tong Qian would only give him three days. To be precise, she only had today. If he had known he would be in this situation, he would have done some preliminary research a few days ago.

He wouldn't just comply with her request to go to that teahouse every day and look at the script before the drama troupe's performance in the lobby. Thinking this, he asked incredulously, "Miss Tong, are you serious? I only have one day to familiarize myself with this script and improve its problems."

"That's fine, at most it's just that the time is a little later tonight. You said you want to use the next two days to work with the drama troupe, but we haven't rehearsed together before. If we just start doing it like this, I think two days is a bit too rushed?"

Tong Qian shook her head when she heard him say that. "Don't worry. Based on my understanding of you and my knowledge of who organized this smoke removal, the problems you're worried about will definitely not occur. In fact, you went to the teahouse to watch their performance a few days ago, which means you've already done your research."

"Given this premise, I think you already have a certain understanding of the performance styles of some individuals. Their expression of emotions and portrayal of characters this time are indeed somewhat different from before, but they are not much different from before."

"You just need to imagine the scenario you want to express today based on what you know before. And I'm still here, so if there's anything that needs to be adjusted, I can stand in for the performers and go over the lyrics with you."

As soon as Tong Qian finished speaking, Zhen Rui was about to say something about his concerns, but the boss brought out the wontons that Tong Qian had ordered, naturally interrupting Zhen Rui's train of thought.

Zhen Rui looked at Tong Qian eating wontons and didn't say anything more. He just wolfed down the remaining wontons and picked up the storybook Tong Qian had given him and read it carefully.

Based on her understanding of Zhen Rui over the past few days, Tong Qian had already affirmed his abilities. He could familiarize himself with the script she had written in two or three hours at most. The reason she had set aside a whole day for him was simply to find a good entry point for him to connect with the drama troupe, so that when they went to meet with the drama troupe tomorrow, they wouldn't waste too much time.

Watching him engrossed in reading the storybook, I focused on eating the wontons in front of me. The food looked ordinary, but it was something I had never tasted before. However, if I had to say, the ones Brother Xiuping made before were much tastier. Thinking about this, I wondered if anything else had happened to Ji Xiuping when he returned to the village from the Master's house yesterday.

What Tong Qian didn't know was that it was precisely because only Ji Xiuping returned to the village yesterday that those who had been keeping an eye on Tong Qian started spreading rumors about her again, and these rumors were having an increasingly significant impact on her. However, these matters had to be addressed after Tong Qian returned to the village.

Tong Qian ate her wontons while glancing at Zhen Rui every now and then.

In less than half an hour, Zhen Rui had finished reading the storybook. However, the emotions he felt far exceeded his expectations. If Tong Qian's previous play had left him with an impression of amazement, then seeing this storybook again left him in a state of shock.

Although some of the content was already familiar to me, upon closer examination, what she expressed differed somewhat from what I had wanted to express or was able to express. Moreover, in her written stories, she didn't force you to rigidly follow a particular narrative.