I was curious that there were many noble people backstage of the theater, but this time, the troupe leader went straight to the backstage, holding pens, inks, paper and inkstones.

Furthermore, it has always been said that if you sing well, you will be rewarded, but how can you say that if you cooperate well, you will be rewarded?

He felt really uneasy, so he finally had the courage to inquire: "I wonder what the master has to do. I hope I can tell you something so that I can follow it."

"Actually, it's nothing."

Jiao Shun smiled and said: "My wife had a whim and planned to write a vernacular novel with an actor as the protagonist, so I wanted to ask you how you spend your daily life."

After hearing this, the class leader finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Nowadays, there are many people writing vernacular novels on the market. Although female authors are relatively rare, it is not uncommon for these ladies to come up with their own ideas when they are bored.

At that moment, there was no doubt anymore, so he secretly sent someone to warn the theater troupe, let's talk about it, let's talk about it, don't dare to expose those things that are too dirty and shameless in front of the nobles.

So Lin Daiyu, accompanied by Jiao Shun, started this collecting activity.

At first, when she saw that the troupe was full of men, she was a little timid, so she could only relay the questions through Jiao Shun's mouth. After she gradually got used to it, she let go, and later she focused on the prevarication to ask questions.

Jiao Shun, on the other hand, retreated behind the scenes and was responsible for grinding ink and pouring tea for her, and when the actors tried to deal with it, he stood up and used both soft and hard threats and inducements.

The two of them worked together to make all the actors sweat. They didn't dare to say it, but they were unwilling not to say it. They secretly said that this was much more tiring than singing on stage - of course, under the temptation of yellow and white things, most of them

People finally chose to surrender.

By the afternoon, the theater troupe was open for business as usual.

Jiao Shun took Lin Daiyu around the front and backstage again, taking in all kinds of things.

When she returned to Peach Blossom Alley after nightfall, Lin Daiyu was still not finished with her thoughts. She regretted not bringing along Ou Guan, a knowledgeable person, as a result, many details were still unclear.

"There's no rush."

Jiao Shun smiled and comforted him: "When you have fully understood the results of this interview, we will find an opportunity to come again - then we will change to another troupe and see the differences between different troupes."

Lin Daiyu nodded her head repeatedly. Although she had just come out of the theater, she was already thinking about her next gathering.

Talking and laughing along the way, we soon returned to Peach Blossom Lane.

Jiao Shun jumped out of the car first. Lin Daiyu was waiting to set up the steps when he pulled her down and held her in his arms.

Lin Daiyu exclaimed, subconsciously supporting Jiao Shun's chest with her hands, and asked: "Do, what?"

Jiao Shun pursed his lips toward the sky: "Look at the moon, tomorrow will be the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Lin Daiyu subconsciously looked at the bright moon in the sky, and then remembered the agreement she had made with Jiao Shun.

seem……

It's time to make a decision.

Her heart seemed to be suddenly grasped by something, and she was so nervous that it was almost difficult to breathe, let alone make a choice.

At this time, I suddenly heard Jiao Shun laugh and say: "Since it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, we should also have a reunion today."

After saying that, he carried Lin Daiyu and walked towards the main room's boudoir.

Only then did Lin Daiyu realize that he actually left no choice for herself at all.

A month ago, Sister Lin might have been angry because of Jiao Shun's backbiting, but now...

That’s all~

She sighed secretly, and the small hands on her chest quietly grasped Jiao Shun's front - if 'that man' could be so arrogant and domineering back then, how could he end up in this situation now?

…………

Two quarters of an hour later.

Xue Yan, who took the time to dress up, hurried back to the door of Lin Daiyu's boudoir, only to find Zi Juan standing in front of the door with her hands hanging down, her face as red as cinnabar.

Xue Yan's excitement suddenly disappeared, and she subconsciously asked, "Why is sister here?!"

Zijuan raised her head and glanced at her, secretly tightened her clothes, and said with a trembling voice: "I am on duty today, but my sister doesn't have to come again."
Chapter completed!