"Ha, so you're a top-rated actress. That only proves you're popular and lucky, which doesn't necessarily mean you can perform well. If you can't accept it, just assume I'm babbling nonsense."
As she spoke, she swept back her ashy hair and continued to mop the floor with determination.
"Ah, auntie, that's not what I meant. Of course, I disagree. But if you say my performance is poor, you have to tell me what a good performance looks like. I'll admit it is difficult for a woman to portray a man. But everyone else is doing the same, I refuse to believe anyone can play a male role so convincingly that it's immediately evident."
"Ha, you just haven't seen enough. You never attended such a performance."
"How could I lack experience? I've been playing minor roles on various film sets since I was 13. I just can't accept it."
She paced back and forth beside the cleaning lady, fuming with anger.
