Huancheng Deep

Kapitel 16

"Silence came before me"

Sharing a cup of water with you

The clear water contains a strong sense of meaning

Intoxication flows from the depths of my heart

Whether it's a grievance or a connection

Silently telling the story of Butterfly Dream

I'll give you back this life and this world

This life and past lives

"We flew together through countless lifetimes, teacher, do you hate me?" Yu Zhou asked, but without the slightest hesitation, only a faint sorrow. Since ancient times, hatred has been more painful than love.

"I hate it, I hate it so much, I hate heaven and earth, and I hate myself the most," Teacher Qingxing said in a low voice. "Then how about I help you get rid of the hatred in your heart, Teacher?" Yu Zhou said playfully, blinking her eyes. Actually, her main purpose was to play a trick on someone, especially that guy Yelü Longxu.

“You…” “Teacher, you don’t need to say anymore. How about you come to see our play on the fifth day of the lunar new year?” Yu Zhou interrupted Qing Xing and quickly picked up a pen and paper to finalize the outline of the story.

Yu Zhou wanted to make the story as outlandish as possible, incorporating many story structures but reassembling them with a modern perspective. However, the title, "Juliet and Romeo," made Yu Zhou laugh so hard he almost collapsed, imagining people dressed in medieval European clothing, especially the issue of breasts. The whole class felt a bit strange laughing. Yelü Longxu also felt that Yu Zhou's gaze was now lecherous, constantly staring at his chest. Yelü Longxu couldn't help but marvel at his increased charm; Yu Zhou rarely looked at him like that. But if he knew that Yu Zhou was currently contemplating whether to use steamed buns or apples for his breasts...

"That's it." Yu Zhou scribbled furiously, finishing the rough draft. He looked around the class with satisfaction. Yuan Yang, however, kept staring at the signature in Yu Zhou's hand, smiling slightly. Jing Xieshang, on the other hand, frowned as he looked at Yu Zhou. He knew that the universe would definitely pull off something earth-shattering this time. But he never expected that he would be involved.

Ye Yan, however, remained staring blankly at Yu Zhou: "You idiot, her eyelashes are so long, they blink like brooms." Forgive this ignorant person; even his metaphor is so vulgar. Meng Tianfang thought helplessly, but seeing Yu Zhou's sometimes cunning, sometimes adorable, sometimes confident smile as he diligently wrote, he too became completely immersed in this world.

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Hehe, I've read a lot of your suggestions, and I'll use almost all of them. Don't be fooled by the fact that it's Romeo and Juliet; I'll use almost all the plot elements I wrote, just with this title. The main thing is that the costumes are medieval. A comedic version of Romeo and Juliet. I'm still brainstorming this... I should be able to finish writing the stage play part this week... I won't keep you all waiting too long...

[rehearsal]

Yu Zhou quickly handed the manuscript to Teacher Qin Yan. Several plot points were very similar to her own experiences, and she was slightly taken aback. However, she agreed to the proposal.

"Classmates, I have some slips of paper in my hand. Whoever draws one will be the one to act." Yu Zhou smiled and drew the slips one by one. Everyone's face showed a different expression. It was like a color palette.

"Yu Zhou, what do you mean by this?" Hua Qianmo tried to lunge forward and grab Yu Zhou, but Yu Zhou nimbly dodged. "Why would I act like this...? You, you explain yourself!" The note in Hua Qianmo's hand had already been torn to shreds. She clenched her fists and glared at Yu Zhou.

"Hua, may I ask if I've touched this note?" Yu Zhou smiled, revealing eight teeth. Hua Qianmo shook her head.

"Alright, may I ask if I grabbed this note?" Hua Qianmo shook her head again. Yu Zhou knew he'd fallen for it. "That's it then, what does it have to do with me?" He looked at Hua Qianmo innocently.

"You...didn't you write the script?" Hua Qianmo was furious, but she continued to speak. "You don't have to act," Yu Zhou said indifferently. She knew that if Hua Qianmo didn't act, she would automatically agree to any request from the other 10 people, which was the punishment for those who withdrew.

"Fine, you win! Yu Xuanyuan, you'll remember this." Hua Qianmo said through gritted teeth, enunciating each word clearly.

"Brother Hua, have a good journey~~~" Yu Zhou said seriously, but in his heart he was already singing "wash it all away".

"Xuanyuan, can you explain my character?" Yelü Longxu raised an eyebrow, lazily trying to lean on Yu Zhou. But his eyes flashed with anger. His brown gaze was strange and sinister. "I think Brother Yelü is very suitable for this role. You can just play yourself." Yu Zhou couldn't stand a grown man acting so seductive.

"So that's what Yu Zhou thinks I should be like!" Yu Zhou nodded obediently. But Ye Lu's gaze grew increasingly profound. The others remained silent, their expressions grim, especially Feng Youhuang's. Only Ye Yan looked delighted, gazing at Yu Zhou with great admiration.

"Hey, you idiot, he's so talented!" Ye Yan said, looking at his character. "Shengfeng (Ye Yan's courtesy name), don't you think it's strange?" Meng Tianfang reminded Ye Yan, feeling there was nothing to be happy about.

"What's so strange?" Ye Yan asked curiously. He actually quite liked his character. "But... I always feel something's strange, Lei Li, what do you think?" Meng Tianfang asked Lei Li, who was slamming his desk beside him.

"Get the hell out of here! I'm furious today!" Lei Li's temper flared up, and no one could stop him. The only way to vent his anger was to let him smash things.

"Qingheng (Xiao Han's courtesy name), are you sure you want to act in this? I can switch with you." Zhan Ge's icy blue eyes were fixed on Xiao Han. "No need." The emerald light flickered with anger as he spoke furiously.

"That's good, that's good," Zhan Ge said, a faint smile appearing on his lips. "What's your role?" Xiao Han turned his gaze to Zhan Ge, who generously handed him the slip of paper. To Xiao Han's surprise, the role wasn't much better than his own. In fact, it was worse.

Scene 1:

"Ah! Don't swear by the moon, for it is fickle, waxing and waning each month; if you swear by it, perhaps your love will be just as fickle." Yu Zhou perfectly portrayed Juliet's feelings at that moment, in a way that was utterly disgusting, because Yu Zhou had read Juliet and Romeo hundreds of times since childhood. It didn't disgust her. But Hua Qianmo, standing to the side, was almost vomiting, especially after Yu Zhou said such things to Xiao Huang, the gatekeeper of the Six Arts Academy. He had already vomited up his entire lunch.

"Hua Qianmo, remember this, it has to be like this, understand?" Yu Zhou loved being a director in his past life, and now that he had the opportunity, of course he wanted to cherish it. He put on the airs of a great director.

"Ah, don't swear by the moon. It's unpredictable; every month it waxes and wanes. If you swear by it, perhaps your love will be just as unpredictable." Hua Qianmo quickly finished reading the sentence. "Hua Qianmo, are you in a hurry?" Yu Zhou said angrily.

"Yes, I'm in a hurry, I need to throw up." Hua Qianmo covered his mouth and lay on the stone steps, vomiting repeatedly. Although he sometimes spoke in a disgusting way, he had never heard such disgusting words before, especially since the person in question was speaking to him.

"Hua Qianmo, let me tell you, you'd better say this to Little Yellow a thousand times today, or you won't be eating!" Yu Zhou said coolly, adopting the tone of a big-name director. Poor Hua Qianmo had no choice but to say those cheesy things to Little Yellow, but unfortunately, he hadn't even said those things to a stunningly beautiful woman, and he was saying them to a molting dog. And Little Yellow was being very uncooperative, pacing back and forth. But Hua Qianmo insisted on repeating what it said.

Plot 2

Jing Xieshang sat stiffly in his chair, watching Yu Zhou launch into a long, unending speech: "Cang Shi (Jing Xieshang's courtesy name), do you even know what a smile is? A genuine, heartfelt smile, not this forced, insincere one. Yes, that's it. Sigh, Jing Xieshang, do you even know who you are?" Jing Xieshang nodded, but his eyes blazed with an overwhelming chill, inspiring fear. Yet Yu Zhou, oblivious to the danger, continued, "Good that you know. Speak."

"Miss, you've arrived." The voice was flat and emotionless. Yu Zhou subconsciously tapped his forehead.

“Miss~~, you’ve arrived. Passion, you understand? You need passion. For an excellent actor, passion is a must. Look at you, sigh, how could you take on this role? I’m very worried about you.” Yu Zhou sighed, but Jing Xieshang was almost going crazy. His pride and composure were being worn away by Yu Zhou.

Scenario 3

Compared to Jing Xieshang and Hua Qianmo, Ye Yan is probably the best actor. He stares at Yu Zhou like an idiot all day long, and Yu Zhou even thinks there's something wrong with him.

"Ye Yan, how about you perform a piece?" Yu Zhou asked tentatively.

"kindness."

"Romeo, my love for you is like the unchanging stars in the sky. So, then let me die in your arms!" She gazed lovingly at Yu Zhou. "Oh! Heavens, if Yang Guifei is a problem for me, then you are the problem of my entire life." Yu Zhou nodded with satisfaction, now playing Romeo, saying, "Why is Yang Guifei your problem?"

Ye Yan continued, his voice filled with deep emotion, "Because her breasts are an insurmountable chasm between us." He then clutched his chest, tears streaming down his face. Yu Zhou actually wanted to laugh, but seeing Ye Yan crying so heartbrokenly, she held back.

"Oh, Lanlan, don't say that~~" Yu Zhou continued, feigning deep affection. "Oh my god! Oh my god! My darling radish, what did you call me? What a cute name!" Yu Zhou was increasingly impressed with Ye Yan; she was about to vomit, yet he could still continue: "Beautiful Lanlan..." Yu Zhou couldn't go on and leaned against a pillar, vomiting violently. Truly a master of nausea and disgust. Ye Yan, oblivious to why Yu Zhou was vomiting, asked, "My darling radish, your vomiting hurts my heart. Touch my little heart!"

[Rehearsal 2]