Director Ye Qingqing had just scored a hit with one of her shows when beer and cephalosporin antibiotics did her in.
After transmigrating to ancient times, she wasn’t surrounded by handsome men, nor was she some noble young lady. Instead, she became the only educated person in a rundown opera troupe.
To put food on the table, she revamped the plays, having the leading actresses and actors perform idol dramas. By riding the wave of a certain prince’s popularity, she filled the theater to capacity.
“What are they performing up there?” The devilishly handsome prince lifted his teacup, his face darkening as he watched a male lead who shared his name abuse an ugly woman onstage.
“Your Highness, this play is called My Prince, Let Me Go. It also has a prequel, Your Highness, Please Don’t Press Down So Hard.”
The prince nearly spat out his tea.
Meanwhile, the young woman counting her banknotes yawned repeatedly, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart. Sure enough, she was kidnapped that night and forced by a certain someone to write a sequel titled The Unspeakable Days of a Prince and a Female Director.
Xiaolei came to read the masterpiece. Thank you very much for your hard work on writing. I will take a look at the new book "Star Soul Sword Soul" and the sequel to "God Praying to the Continent" when you have time.
Xiaolei came to read the masterpiece. Thank you very much for your hard work on writing. I will take a look at the new book "Star Soul Sword Soul" and the sequel to "God Praying to the Continent" when you have time.