As soon as the singer sang a line, the girls would sing a line back with serious and nervous expressions.
For a moment, the entire theater was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; the only sounds were the turning of pages and the beautiful singing.
The other girls kept glancing at Zhiyin's side and then at the script on Qiu's mother's desk, clearly reluctant to leave and interested in both sides.
The craftsmen who were working had unknowingly stopped what they were doing, squinting their eyes and immersing themselves in the beautiful singing.
"Okay, actually I didn't sing very well. You are professionals. If you think there are better melodies or better ways of expressing the song, you can try it yourselves."
Zhiyin spoke modestly, but the next second, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.
"Wow—!!!!"
"Boss, you're amazing! This is so good!! I've never heard these lyrics before! Did you write them all? Wow!"
"Yes, yes, I can't explain it, but these lyrics really resonate with me!"
Xiao Tao and the girls were overjoyed, clapping their hands wildly, their eyes filled with admiration for their kindred spirit.
This made her confidante feel embarrassed, since she felt that her singing was indeed not very good.
Some parts were even yellowed, but her voice was pleasant, so overall it was still quite pleasant to listen to.
"Alright, alright, stop praising me, or I'll fly to the moon! Besides, I didn't write it, the author is someone else."
Zhiyin gave them a reproachful look, which made the girls laugh even more.
"Alright, let's get down to business. Xiao Tao will be in charge of this song. Practice it a lot and try to memorize it within a week."
Zhiyin stopped everyone's jokes, and her expression became much more serious as she spoke.
"Okay, don't worry, boss. Leave everything to me. The melody is beautiful and catchy. You'll learn it after a few tries. It's not difficult."
As Xiao Tao finished speaking, she proudly patted her chest.
They were specially trained, so music was indeed very simple for them.
"OK."
"Why is that Queen Mother so hateful? Why did she have to separate Seventh Sister and Dong Yong? Why did she have to break up a loving couple? Does she not want her daughter to have a good life just because she's unhappy herself? That wicked woman!! She even threw her into the dungeon!!!"
As soon as Zhiyin finished speaking, he heard various angry and annoyed questions from the side.
She turned her head and saw that the girls surrounding Qiu's mother all had red eyes and clenched fists, clearly furious.
Upon realizing what was happening, Zhiyin immediately burst into laughter.
But considering the urgency of the situation, she quickly interrupted their conversation and began to give instructions, "Aunt Qiu, have you all read the script?"
"What you need to do next is to have the girls inside the building play the roles inside and present the events that happen inside."
"In addition, there are some specific details, such as the clothing of each character, which I wrote on another piece of paper. Please take a look."
"If there are no problems, you can practice on your own and improvise freely."
"I have to do something else now. I'll come back tomorrow to check your work and teach you in detail."
After finishing her speech, Zhiyin glanced at the girls in the building one by one. Seeing that they had nothing to say, she lifted her leg and prepared to leave.
"Boss, what happens after Dong Yong writes the letter of divorce? Will they reconcile? What will happen next?"
However, the next second, a soft, expectant voice came from behind.
Zhiyin thought it was something important, but upon hearing it, she stumbled, slipped, and almost fell.
She turned to look at Aunt Qiu, who had spoken, with a constipated expression. Meeting her expectant gaze, Zhiyin added, "Well, you'll find out next time!!"
After saying that, he quickly ran outside.
As she walked out of the Zhiji Theater, Zhiyin couldn't help but smile slightly. Sure enough, she had made the right choice!
It's funny and touching. Look, our first loyal fan has appeared!
With the added emotional depth, I'm sure they'll deliver a truly captivating performance!
Thinking of this, her expression instantly relaxed, and she immediately skipped and hopped with a smile, preparing to go find the employees of the milk tea shop and the dry pot shop.
"uh-huh-!"
Halfway there, Zhiyin suddenly heard a faint hissing sound in her ear caused by severe pain.
"Huh? What's that sound?"
She glanced around in confusion, her gaze soon settling on a small alley.
The alley was completely sealed off, except for a small opening. At that moment, there was something curled up in that opening? Or was it a person?
Judging from his build, he must be a child, and he seemed to be on the verge of death.
She wasn't afraid of being extorted like in modern times, since there were no surveillance cameras. Even if she were extorted, she could run away as quickly as possible.
However, saving a life is like building a seven-story pagoda, and even though there was a possibility of danger, she did not hesitate and carefully ran over.
As they got closer to the object, the painful screams grew louder.
"Kid? What's wrong?"
Seeing that the child still didn't wake up despite her commotion, Zhiyin immediately squatted down and gently poked his body with her hand.
"Not awake?"
Zhiyin frowned and carefully lifted the child's head.
The moment she lifted it up, she froze. It was so damn ugly!!
Although Zhiyin is a person who values appearance, she generally doesn't easily call someone ugly. After all, a person's appearance is innate, and if possible, who wouldn't want to have a beautiful face?
But it was so ugly it was almost unbelievable, making Zhiyin wonder if it was just her imagination.
The child's left cheek was completely covered with purple spots, and there was a large black mole next to his eye on his right cheek, with a mustache on top of the mole, making him look very ferocious.
"Cough cough, my apologies, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."
Although she knew it was just a thought in her mind and she didn't say it aloud, Zhiyin still felt guilty and apologized in her heart.
Seeing the child convulsing uncontrollably and burning hot, Zhiyin quickly picked him up and ran outside.
"Oh dear, my sweet granddaughter Yinyin~ Why are you running so fast? No, where did you go this morning? I was so worried about you!"
"Hey, who's this kid in your arms?"
When Mr. Huang woke up in the morning and didn't see his Zhiyin, he was extremely worried, fearing that she might encounter danger in an unfamiliar place.
He hurriedly came over with Ziyou, only to almost bump into Zhiyin. He quickly helped Zhiyin up.
"There's no time to explain! This child seems to be poisoned. There's a clinic over there, let's go quickly!!"
Zhiyin didn't have time to chat with Old Huang at the moment, so she quickly asked.
"I'll do it!!"
Upon seeing this, Ziyou quickly took the child from Zhiyin's arms and turned to leave.
Zhiyin suddenly noticed something. She stared blankly at the child's face, noticing that the skin near the ear was different from the rest of the face, even showing some subtle wrinkles.
An idea involuntarily popped into her mind: "A human skin mask?"
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