Luosang didn't know what to say.
Nian Junting was talking in a bossy tone, and Luosang was a little muddle headed.
"Stop joking. His father is a man…"
"Isn't cross-gender performance a good thing to do?"
"The problem is, his father is in his forties."
"I believe in your acting skills. You can do it effortlessly." Nian Junting took out another piece of loquat cake and handed it to Luosang. "Eat more if you like it."
It's not about if I can do it effortlessly or not, okay? She even wanted to throw the cake at Nian Junting's face.
"I can't promise you that. The show will be performed by three boys and three girls, and there will be three male characters and three female characters in it. You suddenly asked me to play a middle-aged man. Well I'm actually fine with it, but it means a boy among us would have to play a twenty-year-old girl. No one would agree to that."
