They decided on the spot to practice, choosing a secluded spot on a hillside to the west of the village.
It wasn't until the rehearsals began that Xia Dabao started to constantly complain.
In the past, when he went to watch plays, he only thought they were enjoyable to watch, but he never expected that actually practicing would really require effort.
Especially since they were all thoroughly lacking in acting skills.
"Wang San, think about Old Lady Zhao, how she usually carries herself, with her nostrils flaring up, yes, she must be fierce, right, both fierce and shrewish, don't pause when you speak, memorize the lines in this script... ah, I forgot you can't read, so let's do it this way, I'll say a sentence and then you repeat it," Xia Dabao felt a headache coming on.
