The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul
Chapter 781 - 780. Flaw Material

Chapter 781: 780. Flaw Material

The audience in the theater needed to keep quiet at all times, so as not to disturb the actors on stage or other audience members, but online, there was no such need.

At this moment, the second batch of lucky fans let themselves go completely!

"Holy crap~~~ this is the real surprise, scared my jaw’s gonna drop!"

"Uncle never disappoints, he is truly synonymous with appearing out of nowhere!"

"Oh God, save me, at this moment I feel like I’m ascending to heaven, I’ve turned into colorful bubbles..."

"Ahhhhhh—I’m shaking like I’ve got Parkinson’s! The audience sitting next to me has given me several looks already, what should I do?!"

"Not to lie, the person sitting next to me took out their phone almost dialed 120, thank goodness I was quick to hold her back!"

"Above, is that [she] serious, or are you sure it’s not because you think the girl is pretty?"

"%￥&*#@*&..."

The comment section on Weibo was boiling over!

Under the wise and valiant lead of the administrators, Tang Shu’s old fans had more or less picked up some special habits when it came to handling matters. Just like now, after the second batch of lucky fans had vented their excitement online, they still hadn’t revealed a single important word.

This really frustrated the wide fanbase that was left out of the loop.

"How can you guys do this, we agreed to be united as Uncle’s fans!"

"This is also a kind of infighting to some degree, I see how long you can keep it up!"

"Liars, all liars!"

"It was bad enough that you competed with us for spots, and now you’re keeping secrets? You’re all demons..."

The fans in the theater were so excited they almost jumped up, while those online were endlessly resentful; Chen Zhicheng, sitting in a corner of the theater, was completely captivated by the story on stage.

"This Lian Qingyi has quite a story, and the actor is managing the emotional changes pretty well?"

In short, two words, beautiful!

"Eh? What’s going on? I’m just a loveless scriptwriter who doesn’t care about any celebrities, so what’s with this rising sense of pride I’m feeling out of nowhere?"

Chen Zhicheng was thoroughly confused.

As time passed, the clear storyline progressed bit by bit, and he slowly absorbed the emotions that the story wanted to convey.

In the third row of the auditorium, right in the middle, the emotional Xie Wuxia was moved to a mess.

"This Qingyi girl is so tragic, such a difficult life..."

Jing Yu sat to the left of his mother, his dark eyes fixed on Tang Shu onstage, feeling that the girl, who usually seemed indifferent to everything, was shining at this moment.

She belongs on this stage, he thought.

The play, lasting over an hour, finally came to an end.

As the actors took their bows and the deep red curtain slowly descended from the center of the stage, the audience came to their senses. As they stood up and walked towards the exit, the impactful story still echoed in their minds.

Tang Shu bid farewell to everyone under Teacher Yan’s encouraging gaze that said "You did very well today, keep it up," and left Imperial Capital’s First Theater through the backstage passage to meet up with the three members of the Jing Family.

"Xiao Shushu, you were too amazing!"

When she came out, she was enveloped in a hug by an emotional Xie Wuxia, who had red eyes and whom she also heard making sniffle-like noises.

"Aunt Xia?"

What happened? Who bullied the lively and straightforward Aunt Xia?

Tang Shu’s puzzled gaze shifted to the man behind her; the resemblance between their facial expressions, nearly identical, revealed the same helplessness.

"Ms. Xie was moved by the drama, she’ll be fine in a moment."

"You rascal, is ’Ms. Xie’ how you refer to her?" Father Jing immediately expressed his discontent.

Ms. Xie was even less pleased, her red eyes casting a sidelong glance at Father Jing, "What’s wrong with calling me Ms. Xie? I look so young; maybe if Little Yu called me ’Mom’, it would draw a crowd’s attention over here. What if someone recognizes Xiao Shushu?"

The Jing Family father and son: "..."

Tang Shu, wearing a black mask: "..."

This logic was simply impeccable!

***

Backstage at the theater.

The moment the curtain fell, Chen Zhicheng sprang up and headed towards the backstage, his expression one of excitement. His abrupt movements caught the attention of several staff members nearby.

"Hey? Who was that just now? When did we get a new person in our theater?"

"Seems like someone Stagehand Liu asked to help out, I carried a table with him today!"

"Oh, he was brought in to help—speaking of which, our theater has indeed been scheduling a lot of star dramas recently."

"All the performances for the next half month are fully booked; it looks like overtime is on the cards. Let’s get moving, Teacher Ke is going on stage for the next show."

...

Chen Zhicheng, who was leading the way, had his mind full of the play’s scenes and could still hear the comments behind him. With his vigorous movements, his temporary work badge jostled about.

Shocked by Tang Shu’s explosive acting, he knew precisely what kind of sensational effect it would have if this news got out. Not only would it bring a surge of followers for him but would also propel Tang Shu’s career to a peak!

"No, this is the Imperial Capital’s First Theater; I don’t have solid evidence yet. What if the report goes out and no one believes it? I need to think of a good plan..."

Wait a minute... Why was he thinking about ’Tang Shu’s career reaching a peak’? Was there something incorrect creeping into his thoughts...?

In the midst of backstage, a familiar figure flitted past him. Chen Zhicheng, without a second thought, swiftly grabbed the person’s arm.

"Brother Liu, Brother Liu? I finally found you."

"Zhicheng, weren’t you just watching the play out front? How did you find it?"

"Brother Liu, I was just about to discuss this with you. The story was so impactful, Teacher Yan and the actors performed exceptionally well. I’m so inspired right now, I must write an article about the drama!"

The person opposite him laughed upon hearing this.

"That’s wonderful! In recent years, the internet has become too prevalent. Our dramas aren’t as appealing to the youth because of the way they are presented. If you, a Weibo influencer, could write an article to promote it, that would be a great boon for drama!"

Teacher Yan’s star drama was indeed a quality production. If promoted, wouldn’t the Imperial Capital Theater’s shows be sold out? That would certainly be good news for him as a staff member.

"You have to promote us well. Better yet, try to schedule the next show, we still have tickets for the following sessions unsold."

"Heh heh, thanks for the high regard, Brother Liu. Little brother will definitely handle it! It’s just... I lack some material."

Chen Zhicheng finally revealed the true purpose of his visit, his eyes narrowing slightly, concealing the shrewdness within.