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Life has no rehearsals; every day is a live broadcast.

As a professional simp, Lu Xing needed to keep his brain on high alert at all times, to present the attitude that would most satisfy his clients!

Although he didn’t know who the person who called him was…

A casual guess was all it took to figure it out—

Chi Yueshan had been planning to give up on opera. Lu Xing encouraged her at the charity performance, helping her regain hope.

So, one of Chi Yueshan’s elders saw this and hired Lu Xing to provide emotional value for Chi Yueshan, to keep her from giving up on singing.

A tear-jerking family story was thus born. If it were made into a movie, it could probably score a solid 3.4.

Lu Xing couldn’t understand the thought processes of the rich.

But it was precisely these rich people with their sick brains who could bring him income.

When their material desires are satisfied, the rich turn to seek the satisfaction of their spiritual desires.

Coincidentally.

Lu Xing was the one who provided spiritual satisfaction services.

Chi Yueshan expertly led Lu Xing into the Grand Theater and said in an intimate and soothing voice.

“I’ve read the opera analysis you wrote last week. There were many small details in it that I don’t usually notice. Thank you very much.”

No need to thank me.

This is my job. It’s four thousand yuan a pop.

However… in the last opera analysis, Lu Xing had deliberately mixed in a hundred words of a video game guide.

Unfortunately, Chi Yueshan didn’t know that.

Lu Xing didn’t think any opera genius could improve from reading a game guide.

Which meant…

Chi Yueshan hadn’t read those opera analyses at all.

The smile on Lu Xing’s face grew even brighter as he said.

“I’m just glad I could be of help to you.”

He used to think Chi Yueshan didn’t know about the arrangement. Now it seemed she might even be the one who orchestrated it.

But it didn’t matter.

Lu Xing couldn’t be bothered to figure out what kind of quirks Chi Yueshan had.

Maybe she was just playing with people, maybe she enjoyed watching a clown, maybe she was just looking for some amusement.

It didn’t matter.

As long as she paid.

Respecting the client’s privacy was also part of a professional simp’s professional integrity.

It’s just acting, right?

So easy!

Lu Xing felt that his current acting skills could completely crush those ugly dolls in the entertainment industry. (TL: “Ugly dolls” is a derogatory term for unattractive idols or actors.)

He shared with a tone full of admiration.

“I met a few audience members on the bus on my way to the theater today. They all praised your singing and said you could win the Plum Blossom Award in the future.”

Praise slipped in at every opportunity, maxing out the emotional value!

Chi Yueshan paused for a moment. The Plum Blossom Award was the pursuit of every opera professional, everyone in the industry wanted it.

She broke into a smile and asked again, “That’s what they think. What about you?”

Lu Xing clenched his fist and cheered her on.

“In my heart, you already have.”

A strange light flashed in Chi Yueshan’s clear eyes, and she covered her lips, letting out a light laugh.

Everyone loves to hear nice things.

No wonder emperors liked treacherous officials.

“So, will you still write one today?” Chi Yueshan asked with some anticipation.

Learning opera is a long process.

Learning to convey emotion with a glance is also part of the curriculum.

Chi Yueshan had clearly cultivated it to a considerable level.

Her bright eyes stared at Lu Xing with anticipation. Lu Xing also put on an embarrassed expression and said.

“I will. As long as you don’t mind my long-winded writing.”

“I won’t. I won’t mind you at all.”

Chi Yueshan smiled with satisfaction, like a lone orchid in a secluded valley.

…

The opera, with its gongs and drums, came to an end. The lead actors gave their all, and the audience was enthusiastic.

During the curtain call, the hall was filled with applause!

Other than the lack of young people in the audience, the performance was impeccable.

Chi Yueshan, adorned with pearls and ornate decorations, stood in the center of the stage, enjoying the cheers of the crowd.

Suddenly.

Chi Yueshan’s gaze passed over a sea of audience members and landed on a seat a few rows back. 

She winked in that direction, instantly causing a commotion.

Lu Xing raised an eyebrow and waved at her along with the cheering audience.

Amidst the roaring crowd and a full house…

He and Chi Yueshan exchanged a look that only they understood.

The curtain call ended.

The grand curtain of the stage slowly closed.

The audience left, discussing the performance with great relish.

Lu Xing held an A4 sheet of paper in his hand, densely covered with his opera analysis.

One thousand words, worth four thousand yuan.

Even if Chi Yueshan was just toying with him, it didn’t matter.

She paid for it, so how can you call it toying with someone?

This is clearly a little gold nugget training my essay-writing skills!

“As expected of an actress, she’s quite the pretender too.”

Lu Xing folded the A4 paper, put it in his pocket, stood up, stomped his feet, and headed backstage.

He almost hadn’t noticed that this Chi Yueshan was actually a black-bellied schemer with a dignified and elegant exterior.

Whatever.

They’re all bosses. As long as they pay!

…

“You sang even better today. I couldn’t find any faults, so I can only praise you.”

Lu Xing handed the A4 paper to Chi Yueshan. On it was content automatically generated by an AI. 

(TL: This guy…)

Yay! Technology changes lives!

He used to think Chi Yueshan would read it, so he racked his brains to write it seriously.

But today, after realizing Chi Yueshan didn’t read it at all, Lu Xing naturally saved a lot of effort.

Chi Yueshan had already changed out of her opera costume and removed her makeup.

She was wearing a moon-white qipao, her long hair loosely tied up at the back of her head, and she held a small fan in her hand.

She was the spitting image of a classical beauty, and with the temperament from her opera training, it was an absolute killer look!

“Come with me.”

After taking the A4 paper from Lu Xing, Chi Yueshan pulled him onto the stage.

The main lights on the stage had been turned off, leaving only a single work light.

Lu Xing couldn’t see Chi Yueshan’s expression clearly. He wanted to leave, but he didn’t know what kind of madness had possessed her.

Damn it.

This group of women is really sick, and sick in all sorts of strange ways.

Song Junzhu’s and Liu Qingqing’s sickness is on the surface.

This Chi Yueshan’s sickness is hidden inside. You have to break her open to see it!

“Is Star Chi planning a private encore for this loyal fan of hers?”

Lu Xing asked in pleasant surprise.

Spit out whatever bullshit you have to say, and I’m leaving after you’re done!

On the dimly lit stage, Chi Yueshan’s eyes were astonishingly bright. She nodded with a smile.

“That’s right.”

“Usually, you listen to me sing opera. How about I sing a song for you this time?”

Seeing this greenhorn so mesmerized by her that he couldn’t find his way, a trace of ridicule flashed through Chi Yueshan’s heart. 

Master said that when singing opera, every frown and every smile must be captivating.

You have to make it so that even those who don’t like you will be unconsciously attracted when they see you sing.

What’s so difficult about that?

She was beautiful. There were plenty who fell in love with her at first sight. It was completely uninteresting.

How ridiculous.

What love at first sight? Isn’t it all just lust at first sight?

Only Lu Xing.

When she saw Lu Xing at the charity performance, there was not the slightest ripple in his eyes.

Interesting, so very interesting.

Man, you have successfully caught my attention!

For the past year…

Although she was the one paying for Lu Xing to enter the theater, Lu Xing’s gaze towards her had also grown more and more fervent.

Men are all the same, completely unaware of being played in the palm of her hand!

Seeing Lu Xing’s obsession with her growing, Chi Yueshan was already getting a little tired of it.

After today, she would no longer pay Lu Xing.

Chi Yueshan believed that, given Lu Xing’s love for her now, even if she terminated the transaction, he would still proactively come to the theater every Sunday.

Rain or shine.

Men, so uninteresting and easy to guess.

Look at Lu Xing. His gaze was so calm at the beginning, but isn’t he now hooked like a warped-mouth chub? (TL: “钓成翘嘴” (diào chéng qiàozuǐ) is fishing slang for successfully hooking a specific type of fish. In internet slang, it means to successfully reel someone in or get them obsessed with you.)

The voice and posture of someone trained in Peking Opera were truly incomparable to ordinary people. Every frown, every smile, every movement was like a painting.

Chi Yueshan’s phoenix eyes filled with emotion, her movements elegant and dignified. 

She slowly opened a folding fan, and with light, lotus-like steps, she began to sing softly.

“Pear blossoms bloom, spring brings the rain. Pear blossoms fall, spring enters the mud.”

“This life is only for one person…”

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