Chapter 584 (1/2)

Zhang Daban nodded, stared at Qin Ziliang and said faintly, ”you came to me to sing and play the emperor. To be honest, you don't want to come, and I don't want to take the job, but it's hard to break the holy order. As for you, don't think about running away or not playing.”

Qin Ziliang was silent. He really moved the idea.

Escape, he reckons he can't escape. He is just a mortal with ordinary martial arts. In the face of elite warriors and smart captors, even if he narrowly escaped from Xianyang, he can't escape far.

He really thought about not acting because he couldn't.

”Coach Wang will teach you well. You should study hard and try to act on the stage as soon as possible. The dignitaries are waiting to see your emperor. They won't have much patience.”

Qin Ziliang listened and felt bitter.

He thought that those who had knelt down to him in the past could not wait to see their own jokes. What he thinks, of course, is how he plays the emperor.

The real emperor plays the fake emperor. It's fun to think about it.

Anyone who knows about it doesn't want to see a novel.

As long as he is announced to perform on stage, no matter how badly the play is performed, I'm afraid it will be full.

”My pear fragrance yard is famous in Xianyang. You can't break my sign. You should not only learn, but also learn well.” Zhang Daban said word by word.

Qin Ziliang, sweating hard, murmured, ”I've never studied drama. I'm afraid I'll disappoint the big class.”

”No one is born to sing opera. We are all bitter. The stage is full of brilliance and the audience has made ten years of achievements.” Zhang Daban said slowly.

Coach Wang was on the side and said, ”big class, I will teach him with my heart.”

”Well, if he is lazy, just fight, as long as he doesn't kill him.” Zhang Daban said faintly.

Qin Ziliang was very cold.

Coach Wang smiled grimly and said, ”don't worry, big class. I know.”

”I don't worry about your work!”

Hearing this, the children looked at Qin Ziliang sympathetically. Coach Wang is famous for his severity and his ruthlessness. The children are afraid of him.

Zhang Daban waved, and coach Wang took Qin Ziliang aside. He first showed him a score, asked him to recite his lines, and then asked him to sing sentence by sentence. If you don't sing a word well, it's a punch. If you don't sing two words right, it's a kick. If you don't sing well, I'm sorry, whip wait.

Coach Wang's men have discretion. First, they don't hit the face. It's hard to make up and act if they hurt the face. Second, don't play internal injury. If the internal injury is serious, it costs money to raise it. As for flesh and skin injuries, I don't even bother to give you medicine.

Qin Ziliang's life became sad at once.

It's like years. I spend every day in the roaring curse of coach Wang. In his sleep, he will be awakened by his curse.

After practicing a play, Qin Ziliang thought he was free from it.

When he got on the stage, performed formally, looked at the faces of the familiar officials below and looked at their mocking eyes, he couldn't sing a word.

When he calmed down and started singing, the hall was full of cheers and laughter. He didn't dare to stop singing. He had to sing strictly because he couldn't sing well. When he got off the stage, he was waiting for him with a fleshy whip.

But singing is like being stabbed by a knife. Singing sentence by sentence, my heart has been dripping blood.

It was the emperor who was sacred and dignified, but he felt like suffering in hell.