I write novels in Liyue

Fang Qiu thought for a moment, then mustered up her courage and asked.

"Of course not. Everyone is afraid of separation and death. What they fear is pain and regret. In order to make up for the trauma in their hearts, they have imagined various forms of death, such as ghosts and vengeful spirits. The ghost that was knocking on the door just now was one of them."

Hu Tao shrugged and said helplessly, "Even though there's no evidence, it's become a taboo topic that can't be touched upon."

"I see, that makes sense."

Upon hearing Hu Tao's answer, Fang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief and nodded thoughtfully.

Meanwhile, behind them, on the second floor of the Heyu Tea House.

A handsome and composed young man took his seat in the most prestigious seat in the front row.

"Mr. Zhongli, what would you like to drink?"

The shop assistant waiting nearby immediately asked respectfully.

"Serve the best tea."

Zhongli said calmly.

"Alright, Mr. Zhongli, please wait a moment."

The shop assistant agreed and quickly served Zhongli a pot of fine tea.

The tea has a rich aroma.

Zhongli picked up the teacup, blew on it gently, took a small sip, nodded, and said, "It's acceptable."

"Please enjoy your meal, Mr. Zhongli."

Upon hearing Zhongli's assessment, the shop assistant waiting nearby breathed a long sigh of relief.

The guest elder of Wangshengtang in front of us, Mr. Zhongli, can be considered a regular at their Heyu Tea House.

This Mr. Zhongli has extremely high taste and is exceptionally particular; ordinary tea simply cannot meet his standards.

It's already quite good that the tea I brewed was rated as "acceptable" by Mr. Zhongli.

"Ah."

Zhong Li nodded, indicating that the shop assistant could leave.

A gentle breeze swept by.

He picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and then looked downstairs.

However, he was slightly taken aback when he saw the two girls sitting near the front row.

"It's them?"

Zhong Li raised an eyebrow slightly and smiled faintly.

I couldn't help but feel a bit curious.

Was this Miss Fang Qiu brought along by her own master, or did she herself have some interest in opera?

If that young girl were to write the play, would it be able to capture a different kind of meaning, just like her novels?

Chapter 128 Walking in the Snow

Time passed slowly, and before we knew it, the sun had sunk below the horizon.

Night fell in Liyue.

A gentle sea breeze swept across the sea, carrying the slightly damp air that rose from the water, and blew into Liyue Harbor.

As wisps of smoke rose into the sky, the lights of Liyue Harbor gradually came on.

The atmosphere at the packed Heyu Teahouse reached its peak, with everyone eagerly awaiting Mr. Yun's appearance.

"It's nighttime, Miss Yun Jin should be making her appearance soon, right?"

Looking at the exquisitely crafted lanterns lit up in the teahouse, Fang Qiu said softly.

Although the lighting effect is far inferior to the high-tech light tubes of the previous life, it is precisely these slightly hazy lanterns that create the perfect atmosphere.

The lanterns on the stage, in particular, were the subject of the interview perfectly.

"Logically speaking, it should be soon."

Hu Tao touched her smooth chin and said.

Just as they were chatting, a faint sound of string and wind instruments began to play.

"coming."

Upon hearing the musical instruments, everyone present perked up.

A middle-aged man eating pastries was so eager to swallow that he choked, his face turning red. If someone next to him hadn't quickly handed him a cup of tea, he probably would be lying on the ground by now.

Of course, Fang Qiu didn't pay much attention to that person. Instead, he kept his eyes glued to the stage, waiting for Miss Yun Jin to take the stage.

She was very curious about what this Miss Yun Jin looked like.

"How lamentable..."

As a melodious and plaintive cry rang out, everyone below the stage held their breath and stared intently at the stage.

With a soft sound.

Two huge screens on the stage were pulled back to the sides, and behind the screens was a graceful and elegant young girl dressed in theatrical costume.

She turned to the side, half-concealing herself, and as she uttered the word "alas," she gradually turned around, revealing her delicately made-up face.

"A cold, desolate night..."

She parted her lips slightly, and a melodious and graceful operatic tune emanated from them.

The song depicts a character in a play who gets lost in the snow and, feeling bewildered and helpless, can't help but lament.

"It's 'Walking in the Snow,' and it's sung really well."

"Having listened to operas for so many years, apart from Yun Jin's mother, this child sings the best."

"I've heard other people sing 'Walking in the Snow' before, but they are quite different from Mr. Yun's rendition."

"Indeed, she truly deserves to be the most famous star in Liyue."

Everyone praised it.

"Not bad, really not bad."

Hu Tao was also standing to the side, looking as if she understood and was appreciating the art.

Fang Qiu was dumbfounded as he watched the young girl dancing gracefully on stage to the opera music.

The girl on the stage was the same girl she had met in the beverage shop in Mondstadt who had been reading her book.

"It's her? She's Yun Jin?"

Fang Qiu murmured.

"Yeah, how was it? You sang pretty well, right?"

Hu Tao smiled and whispered, "She really loves reading your 'Chinese Paladin' series. A few days ago, when she came to me, she specifically told me that she bought two of your old books and would read them in her spare time after this performance."

Upon hearing Hu Tao say this, Fang Qiu's body suddenly trembled. She quickly glanced at the girl sitting at the same table and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the girl had not heard her conversation with Hu Tao.

Since Yun Jin was reading her book, let's consider the time frame.

The book that the girl gave to Yun Jin was most likely her own copy of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy"...

She turned to look at Yun Jin on the stage, and Yun Jin happened to be looking at her at that moment.

Their eyes met.

Although his hands continued moving, his singing remained unaffected.

However, Fang Qiu could sense that Yun Jin had also recognized him and seemed quite surprised to see him sitting next to Hu Tao.

Unexpectedly, I had met this leader and pillar of Yunhan Society before.

However, upon closer reflection, it makes sense.

That day at the pastry shop, after Yun Jin sat down, she noticed that she was being stared at much more often.

At the time, she thought those people were just curious about them, but now it seems that quite a few people recognized Yun Jin.

But feeling that Yun Jin was enjoying her private time, she didn't go up to disturb her.

It's also possible that they didn't go up to greet her because they weren't sure if it was Yun Jin.

Fang Qiu smiled faintly and then stopped talking, quietly listening to the opera.

have to say.

Yun Jin sang really well.

Although she didn't know much about traditional opera, she had been forced to listen to quite a few operas while watching TV with the elderly. In her opinion, Yun Jin's acting skills were in no way inferior to those famous actors on TV in her previous life.

Yun Jin continued singing, and as the song "Walking in the Snow" came to an end, Yun Jin gave the audience a standard theatrical salute.

Everyone applauded and cheered.

"As expected of Mr. Yun, his singing is superb!"

"Although it's an old play, I must say that Mr. Yun's performance was absolutely perfect."

"Indeed, the song 'Walking in the Snow' perfectly captures the confusion, joy, and sorrow of life."

The crowd applauded and discussed among themselves.

Fang Qiu clapped along with Hu Tao, and then, under the admiring gaze of everyone, Yun Jin smiled faintly, took a step back, and the two screens slowly closed after she stepped back.

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