As the plot unfolds, even those who were initially dismissive or merely curious and casually listening find themselves straightening up, sitting upright, and perking up their ears.
The person who used to chat with me stopped chatting, afraid of missing any details.
Several of Grandma Lin's son's women, who had been casually fiddling with their nail guards, stopped and slowly closed their eyes to listen attentively.
For a moment, the room fell silent, with only Grandma Lin's emotional voice echoing through the room.
She immersed herself completely in storytelling, occasionally glancing up at the audience's expressions, seeing that they were thoroughly enjoying themselves.
When she saw expressions of maternal joy, frowning, heartache, or annoyance along with the plot or characters' emotions in the novel, she smiled with satisfaction.
He continued his lecture, occasionally interacting with the audience by asking questions such as, "Do you think Dong Yong will really marry Chunxi next?"
"Will Seventh Sister Zi'er really take the potion of forgetfulness and sever all ties with her lover?"
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"No, you can't marry him!! Dong Yong and Zi'er are a perfect match."
"That's right, damn it, why did we have to break them up?"
"I can't drink it! How could the Queen Mother of the West be so wicked? How could Venus be so vicious? Why are you forcing my poor Zi'er?"
"That's right! Gods and mortals can't fall in love!"
"Damn it, are you asking for a beating?"
At these moments, the audience would be filled with intense curiosity, while simultaneously expressing their opinions with faces flushed and necks red with anger.
They almost got into arguments with other onlookers because of their different opinions, and they started hurling insults at each other or even fighting. Many people joined in the battle, and the scene got out of control at one point!
Until someone noticed that Grandma Lin not only wasn't angry, but instead slowly stopped to take a sip of her milk tea, staring at them with a half-smile and a mocking expression.
One of the men excitedly threw his valuables onto the stage, his body throbbing as if thousands of ants were crawling all over him. He pleaded, "Grandma Lin, please stop keeping us in suspense and tell us!"
"I'll give you a tip!!"
"Right, right, stop keeping us in suspense... what happened next?"
"Stop drinking! Stop drinking! We could have talked more in that time, instead of wasting time like this! How awful!"
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