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Chapter 182 Can you sing opera?

Soon, Xu Qingling received a message from Sikong Yan.

It is said that Zhang Wu has already found a job and signed a contract.

Xu Qingling raised an eyebrow. Sikong Yan was quite reliable and efficient.

On the other side, Zhang Zhao stood in front of Zhuang Mengyuan. Although more than a hundred years had passed, seeing this place again still gave Zhang Zhao a very familiar feeling.

At this moment, Zhang Zhao had her long hair tied up in a bun and was wearing a gray robe. Because she had previously performed in operas and had been trained in posture, she exuded a unique aura.

Sure enough, Feng Chengfeng, who was out for a stroll, immediately had his eyes light up.

Suddenly, the male protagonist in the script became a reality.

Looking at his face, it was fair and delicate, and his figure, though not tall, was slender, perfectly matching the image of the male protagonist in his novels.

For a serious director, finding a character in real life that perfectly matches the script is the most exciting and thrilling thing.

Just as Feng Chengfeng was about to go over, he remembered that his leading role had already been booked.

He couldn't replace the male lead who had brought in funding himself, since he was brought in by Leifu Film and Television Entertainment.

If he's replaced, the investment might be lost as well.

"Oh dear, am I just going to miss out like this?" Feng Chengfeng felt extremely regretful.

Just then, he saw the man walking towards him.

Feng Chengfeng: Don't come any closer, or I'll be tempted to have you as my leading man. Unfortunately, I can't.

Zhang Zhao was indeed heading towards Feng Chengfeng. He had searched for Feng Chengfeng's photos and knew that he was the director of the movie he was going to make.

Soon, Zhang Zhao walked up to Feng Chengfeng. "Hello, are you Director Feng Chengfeng? I'm Zhang Zhao."

Feng Chengfeng was taken aback; Zhang Zhao's name seemed somewhat familiar.

Soon, he reacted.

"Are you the male lead from Laifu Film and Television Entertainment?" He remembered that the male lead who brought his own investment to the production team had this name.

“Yes.” Zhang Zhao knew that he got this opportunity because the boss of Laifu Film and Television Entertainment introduced him to the company.

It really is!

Feng Chengfeng was overjoyed. "Great, great!" He never expected that the male lead gift from Laifu Entertainment would hit the spot so perfectly.

Okay, great!
Feng Chengfeng's excitement was beyond words. "You came all by yourself, without a car or an assistant?"

"No."

Feng Chengfeng: It seems he's a pragmatic person, not someone who likes to act like a big shot, which is good.

"Alright, since you're here, let's go inside. I'll tell you all about it as we walk..."

Feng Chengfeng took Zhang Zhao to the hotel next to Zhuang Mengyuan.

The crew members lived there.

Because it's close to a haunted and mysterious place like Zhuangmengyuan, the hotel isn't expensive.

Of course, this is also why the people in their crew have nightmares at night, because they are too close to the camera.

After introducing Zhang Zhao to the people in the film crew and arranging his room, they took him along.

“Zhang Zhao, my male lead role is an actor. It doesn’t matter if you can’t sing. I’ll find a professional to sing, and we can just add it in post-production.”

Of course, it would be even better if Zhang Zhao could sing himself.

But Feng Chengfeng knew he couldn't be too greedy.

Singing opera is not something anyone can learn casually. Even if you go to learn it, you need to have a solid foundation to sing well, which would take more than ten years of practice.

Therefore, he did not require Zhang Zhao to have any opera singing skills. "However, you will need to learn the movements, but I think it shouldn't be a big problem for you."

He thought Zhang Zhao's posture was excellent; anyone who didn't know better would think he had trained specifically for it.

"Director Feng, I can sing opera."

"Oh, you can sing opera?" Feng Chengfeng looked at Zhang Zhao suspiciously. "Are you kidding me?"

"No, I heard that the filming is taking place at Zhuang Mengyuan. There should be a stage there. You should have costumes and a troupe, right? You can call them over, and I'll change into my costume and sing a song for you."

Feng Chengfeng: Is this kid serious?
That's right, he did indeed invite a theatrical troupe. After all, although the sound could be synthesized in post-production, the troupe still had to appear on screen.

Moreover, Feng Chengfeng hired a professional opera troupe.

The price of this opera troupe is more expensive than hiring actors.

But even though it's expensive, you still have to spend the money you need to.

“Alright, since you put it that way, let’s give it a try. But…” Feng Chengfeng thought for a moment and finally told Zhang Zhao about the strange things that happened at Zhuang Mengyuan during filming.

"Work has been suspended for the past two days. If things don't work out, I plan to give up here and look for other places."

"It's okay, I think this place will be fine after this."

"what?"

Feng Chengfeng was puzzled, but Zhang Zhao didn't say anything more.

In fact, as soon as he stood in front of Zhuang Mengyuan, he sensed that there seemed to be ghosts lingering inside.

However, to him, the Ghost King, those inside were merely lowly demons.

Therefore, Zhang Zhao was not afraid at all.

As for what that kid is really like, we'll have to meet him in person. If necessary, we can discuss it further.

Zhang Zhao thought that if what Feng Chengfeng said was true, then the kid should show up tonight, so he would go and meet him.

In fact, Zhang Zhao, holding the leave slip approved by Xu Qingling, not only concealed his identity but also his aura.

Otherwise, the little ghost would have been scared away long ago if the ghost king's aura had been released.

Feng Chengfeng quickly summoned the opera troupe and led Zhang Zhao into Zhuang Mengyuan.

Zhang Zhao looked around Zhuang Mengyuan and, in a daze, felt a sense of things being different now.

I listened as Feng Chengfeng recounted the story of Zhuang Mengyuan.

"...The first time Zhuangmengyuan was destroyed was during the Republic of China era. It is said that on that day, Zhuangmengyuan had invited the most famous opera troupe at the time—the Chengde Opera Troupe—to celebrate the birthday of its matriarch. The singer at the time was also the most famous in the Republic of China, named Xi Tang..."

Xi Tang...

Zhang Zhao wondered how long it had been since he had heard this name.

If images from the Republican era were preserved to this day, and someone were to compare them, they would find that Xi Tang and Zhang Zhao at that time look exactly alike.

That's right, Xi Tang was Zhang Zhao's stage name when he performed opera.

Xi Tang was once renowned throughout Nanjing.

Feng Chengfeng was talking about the day he died, when he was blown up.

He wasn't the only one killed in the bombing; many others in the theater were also killed.

However, looking at the empty Zhuangmengyuan, Zhang Zhao thought that many of those who had been killed in the explosion had probably been reincarnated.

“Zhang Zhao, Zhuangmeng Garden isn’t very quiet at night. I’ve heard that especially around midnight, you can always hear the soft, mournful sounds of opera singing.”

Actually, I first heard about it, but later Feng Chengfeng and the other crew members who stayed at the hotel next door actually heard it.