Qin Nuo sat on the chair and his body began to feel sore. He straightened his body and walked in a more comfortable way.
As a result, this action made the little ghosts lose the motivation to continue acting.
Da Fu's face darkened, and he asked angrily, "Teacher, didn't we agree that you would play the corpse? Why did you move? Is it so difficult to play a corpse?"
Qin Nuo glanced at the time and said, "I'm not made of wood. If I sit for more than forty minutes, my body will become numb and sore."
"But you are a corpse. How can a corpse move?" The eldest sister also spoke, and the faded corpse spots on her delicate face gradually reappeared.
"It's just a performance. A slight movement is nothing. After a person dies, the body will instinctively twitch a few times. It's not a big deal. The audience isn't that demanding or strict."
Qin Nuo shrugged and said indifferently.
"But you're a corpse embedded in the wall. You're already dead. How can you move?"
"Because of your movement, we all have to rush forward again!"
These little kids seemed to be drama fanatics, striving to bring a stage skit to perfection.
Qin Nuo simply stood up, took off his glasses, blew on the lenses, and said expressionlessly: "You guys continue acting, I really don't want to do this anymore."
"According to you, it's really too difficult for me to play a corpse."
Dafu and the big sister looked extremely angry, with a strong sense of hostility in the air, and the signs of ghostification were getting deeper and deeper.
Ah Gai and Ah Tu were easygoing and said, "Forget it, let's take a break first and continue later."
Although Dafu and the eldest sister were upset, they didn't care about it anymore since they had a way out and went to rest.
A Tu came down with a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Qin Nuo: "Teacher, have a drink first."
"Don't bother with Dafu and the others, that's just their temper."
"The teacher is not so petty as to argue with the students."
Qin Nuo unscrewed the bottle cap as he spoke, but he had no intention of drinking. He looked at the stage and suddenly asked, "I want to ask, where did you get the script for this skit?"
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