Are you saying goodbye to your dream of being an actor?

When song ran returned to the group with the Phoenix Coronet in her hands, the performance had already begun on the stage. The disguised Jiang Feng was kneeling on the stage and crying with her hair down.

Song ran stared at the Phoenix Coronet in her hand and gritted her teeth. "You're playing with me."

"You'll get used to it slowly," da Jun patted her shoulder.

Song ran lifted her chin slightly and jotted down her hatred in her little notebook.

It was already 8:30 P. M. By the time the song and dance troupe was done with their work.

don't show your ambition on your face, " supervisor li reminded her again. remember this, and make a fortune quietly.

Song ran mulled over these two sentences and left the art troupe in deep thought.

There was no nightlife in this era, and it was a Midwinter Night. At this time, other than the art troupe, the other places were quiet.