On the first day of the new scene in Qirui Garden, it was filled with praise from the audience because of its exciting plot and ingenious stage design.
Their reputation spread throughout the capital.
The next day, the tickets were quickly sold out.
Their powerful rise quickly attracted the attention of their peers.
As the troupe head of the Sky Oriole Acting Class and the owner of the Sky Oriole Garden, Zheng Zaizhou naturally knew about this very quickly.
He couldn't help but pick up the feather duster and beat up his traitorous son again.
After beating him up, he did not forget to ask his son to write a thousand words.
Zheng Changle held his swollen butt and asked with tears in his eyes.
"What do you mean?"
Zheng Zaizhou said angrily.
"What else can it be? Of course, it's the review of Duke Lang in Liaodong!"
