I write novels in Liyue

Zhongli picked up the teacup, took a small sip, nodded, and said, "Not bad. The tea soup is bright, the taste is mellow and slightly sweet, and the temperature is just right. Not only the tea leaves, but also your tea-brewing skills have improved since last time."

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Zhongli."

The shop assistant's eyes lit up slightly.

It is truly an honor to receive such praise from Mr. Zhongli.

"Ah."

Zhong Li nodded, picked up his teacup, took another sip, and then turned his gaze to Fang Qiu and the others sitting in the open-air teahouse downstairs, by the sea.

"interesting."

Zhongli smiled faintly.

When he listened to Yun Jin's "Walking in the Snow" before, he wondered what kind of story Fang Qiu would write if she were to write the play.

Unexpectedly, Yun Jin and Fang Qiu collaborated on a work so quickly.

He couldn't help but look forward to what kind of story they would create together.

Time passed slowly, and before long, the sky was completely dark.

Night fell over Liyue Harbor.

A cool breeze carrying the moisture from the sea blew by, and Fang Qiu couldn't help but shrink back and squeeze his legs together.

"Have a cup of hot tea."

Shen He picked up the teapot and poured Fang Qiu a cup of hot tea.

"Ah."

Fang Qiu smiled, gently picked up the teacup and took a sip. The hot tea warmed her up instantly.

"I can't wait to see the story that Fang Qiu and Yun Jin co-created."

Paimon also picked up his teacup and took a sip, then realized something was wrong and said, "You're not going to write a tragedy, are you?"

"Don't worry, it's not like this time."

Fang Qiu smiled and said.

“I testify that it is not true.”

Xin Yan, whom I met at Heyu Teahouse, continued.

"That's fine."

Paimon smiled and said.

Just as they were chatting, the sound of a harp and a zither rang out.

"They're here, they're here."

Paimon said excitedly.

Fang Qiu also turned his gaze to the stage, and everyone fell silent, turning their attention to the stage as well.

This time, it wasn't a solo performance by Yun Jin, but a grand show featuring all the members of the Yunhan Society.

First to appear were Liu Yanchang and the Third Holy Mother.

It must be said that, apart from Yun Jin, the other members of Yunhan Society also have extremely strong opera singing skills.

Under their interpretation, the story of "The Lotus Lantern" begins.

At first, the audience would occasionally discuss it, but as the plot deepened, everyone present was captivated by the performances of the Yunhan Society members.

When they saw that Yang Jian, the Third Holy Mother's own brother, disregarded family ties, allowed the Celestial Hound to steal his sister's Lotus Lantern, and even personally suppressed his own sister, many people felt indignant.

Then, agarwood was born.

The Third Holy Mother entrusted the Yaksha to deliver the incense to Liu Yanchang.

Although Liu Yanchang longed for the Third Holy Mother, he was powerless to help his beloved as a mortal and could only raise Chenxiang to adulthood.

With a traditional opera-style narration, Chenxiang grew up.

The character Chen Xiang, played by Yun Jin, has made her appearance.

Upon seeing Yun Jin's appearance, many people present perked up.

Mr. Yun has taken the stage!

"I didn't expect Yun Jin to be so convincing as a teenager."

Paimon said.

"Hmm...very handsome."

Hu Tao nodded and commented.

In his quest to find his mother, Chenxiang endured countless hardships and arrived at Mount Hua, only to discover that he had no power to save her.

At this moment, a deity appeared, took in Chenxiang, and taught him immortal cultivation techniques.

Over time, agarwood gained power.

So he came to Mount Hua, intending to split the mountain open to rescue his mother, but unexpectedly, he was stopped by his uncle Yang Jian.

As the story unfolds, everyone present becomes entangled in the fate of Chenxiang's family.

Fortunately, Chenxiang finally defeated Yang Jian, splitting Mount Hua open and rescuing his mother. The family of three was finally reunited.

Seeing this scene, many people present were moved to tears.

Chenxiang finally rescued his mother.

It wasn't until the Yunhan Society members bowed that everyone present came to their senses and burst into enthusiastic applause.

"Great! Well sung!"

"Good show!"

"So touching."

The crowd cheered.

Fang Qiu's eyes were also filled with admiration. She hadn't expected that Yunhan Society could perform this play so movingly.

"It's a happy ending, it was so hard-won! When we faced that big bad guy Erlang Shen Yang Jian at the end, I thought Chenxiang was going to lose! Luckily, he had the help of other gods."

Paimon wiped away his tears, looked at Ying, and found her staring blankly at the stage with tears glistening in her eyes. He couldn't help but pat Ying's head and asked, "Traveler, don't worry, I will definitely help you find your brother, and then you will be able to reunite like the Chenxiang family."

"Don't worry, you and your brother will be reunited eventually."

Fang Qiu echoed this.

"We'll help you find one too."

Xiangling, Hutao, and Xinyan also chimed in.

Shen He nodded and said, "I will also keep an eye out for it."

"Yes, thank you."

Ying nodded, smiled, and then discussed the plot of the play with them.

When Yang Jian was mentioned, they all showed expressions of dislike.

Others, when mentioning Yang Jian, spoke ill of the character.

"Hmph, Yang Jian is truly inhuman! He actually ruthlessly suppressed his own sister under Mount Hua for the sake of merit!"

"As expected of the collaboration between Fang Qiu and Mr. Yun, not only are the good characters deeply ingrained in people's hearts, but even the scoundrel Yang Jian is portrayed in a way that is deeply memorable."

"If you ask me, Chenxiang should have chopped that bastard to death with one blow. He deserves to die."

"What's the use of climbing to a high position if you don't even care about family ties? If you lose the hearts of the people, even if you were the Jade Emperor, you wouldn't last long!"

"I have to say, Fang Qiu, that old scoundrel, is really good at portraying people. He can make bad guys so detestable."

Listening to the crowd's discussion, Fang Qiu looked at Yun Jin, who played Chen Xiang on the stage, and the actor playing Erlang Shen, who was standing next to Yun Jin and was feeling somewhat embarrassed by the scolding. He smiled faintly and said nothing.

Yun Jin glanced helplessly at Fang Qiu, then at the crowd who were criticizing Yang Jian during the performance, sighed, and remained silent.

Miss Fang Qiu is really wicked...

The second floor of Heyu Tea House.

"Mr. Zhongli, how was the performance?"

A middle-aged wealthy businessman took a sip of tea, nodded in satisfaction, and then looked at Zhongli beside him and asked.

"Not bad, that was quite a show."

Zhongli nodded, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said.

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Fang Qiu downstairs.

Approval was evident in his eyes.

After instructing the clerk to send the bill to the Northern Bank, he got up and left.

As the crowd discussed the matter, they gradually left.

Not long after, Yun Jin removed her makeup, changed into her everyday clothes, and came out from backstage.

Good evening, everyone.

Yun Jin asked with a smile, "How was our performance just now?"

"great."

Fang Qiu nodded and said, "That is my version of 'Splitting the Mountain to Save Mother'."

Hu Tao and the others also praised it.

"You sang so well, I was moved to tears."

Paimon said.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Yun Jin smiled faintly and said, "It's all thanks to Miss Fang Qiu's story. I couldn't have written such a touching story."

"Miss Yun Jin is too modest. If it weren't for your writing it into a play, and the perfect performance by everyone in Yunhan Society, this story wouldn't have achieved this effect."