Genshin Impact: Funina's Official Pastry Chef

Chang Ming put down the script in his hand and nodded with satisfaction.

"I think it's pretty good... There aren't any major issues with the content or the main narrative rhythm."

"Of course, the content that needs to be reviewed has also been revised well. Overall... it is much more perfect than Boethius's last script."

Chang Ming smiled slightly, then took out a document from Mo Mang Palace from his drawer with ease, wrote a few words on it, and handed it to the two people in front of him.

"Although I was also the lead in this script, most people will not have any objection to this matter."

"But we have to do things completely to prevent people with bad intentions from making trouble."

Chang Ming smiled slightly, and then said:

"Of course, your efforts are equally important to the formation of this script. I will go with you later to deliver this script to that small theater."

Hearing this, Paimon blinked slightly, and a hint of confusion appeared in his black eyes.

"Small...theater?"

Chang Ming nodded slightly, and then explained:

"You have been in Fontaine for less than half a year, and with all the disturbances during this period, it is normal that you have not heard of it."

“Opera requires rehearsals, but what we practice is not the individual actors’ abilities, but the coordination among the entire troupe.”

"From the backstage to the actors on stage, from the props team to the curtain change, all the details in the opera must be well coordinated to be an excellent performance."

"In the Opikley Opera House, there are either trials or performances. There are very few that can be used for the troupe to train."

"Under these circumstances, they spontaneously built small theaters as rehearsal places."

Hearing this, Paimeng nodded as if he understood, then he shook his finger and said:

"Oh, I see. Those small theaters are the real practice grounds, right? No wonder they asked us to send the scripts directly there..."

Chang Ming smiled and didn't give any further explanation. Instead, he picked up his cane that was placed beside the table and walked out of the office at a leisurely pace.

Looking at Chang Ming's gradually receding back, Ying blinked slightly, and suddenly a strange idea popped up in her mind.

Combining the previous dealings with Chang Ming...it seems that every time he does something personally, it has more or less multiple meanings.

And this time...there seems to be such a sign as well.

Although Chang Ming is also an actor in this opera in a sense, but...if we just send them a script, can't we just let them go?

According to what Chang Ming just said, rehearsals are to hone the coordination among the entire troupe...

Then shouldn't Funina, who is the real protagonist, also be among them?

But now Funina is not in Chang Ming's office, and Chang Ming didn't ask them to go find Funina?

what is this?

Ying frowned slightly, but when she came to her senses, Paimon was no longer by her side.

"Ying! What are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and catch up~"

Paimon's somewhat strange voice came from the corridor outside the office, as if signaling Ying to follow quickly.

Ying shook her head gently, put those doubts deep in her heart, and then ran out in a hurry.

......

Under Chang Ming's leadership, the two soon arrived at the place marked by Catherine on their map, which was the small theater mentioned by Chang Ming.

After pushing open the smooth wooden door, a very beautiful voice came from the stage not far away.

"Love, bury this sweet dream deep"

"Farewell is like a blooming flower"

"Like you and I in the past, happy and sad"

"Love, I'll be there—"

Before Ying and Paimon, who had just entered the theater, could exclaim at the beautiful singing, the music suddenly stopped, and was replaced by a violent cough.

“Cough—cough—cough…”

As the coughing sound was heard, the woman who was standing in the center of the stage with her arms outstretched suddenly squatted down, as if she was enduring intense pain.

"Dilfi! Are you okay?"

"I... cough cough cough... I'm fine, I just suddenly feel a little pain in my chest... Don't worry..."

The blonde woman called Delphi slowly stood up with the help of her companions and forced a smile on her face.

Looking at the situation in front of him, the somewhat fat man who had just helped her up sighed slightly and said:

"Actually, you don't have to work so hard. 'Daughter of Water' is the opera that comes after 'The Prophecy'. We still have a lot of time to rehearse."

"Besides... Lady Funina and Lady Chang Ming will only be on stage during the first performance. We will have plenty of time to polish our skills afterwards. There is no need to rush!"

"If your body is worn out because you're over-rehearsing... that's the real delay!"

Hearing this, Delfie's expression was slightly startled, and then he lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong.

After a brief silence, Delphi slowly spoke:

"I understand...Lauvik, I will...rest well."

Looking at the somewhat depressed Delfhi, Lawik sighed slowly.

He knew that Dilfi didn't listen at all.

Even though it has come to this, Delphi will still give himself more training tasks, but the intensity may be slightly lower than it is now.

After realizing that several people had almost figured out everything that happened within the troupe, Chang Ming sighed slightly, as if he was somewhat helpless in the face of this situation.

He could tell from those few simple sentences that these people had the same starting point, but their lines of thinking were slightly different.

He couldn't intervene.

Thinking of this, he raised the script manuscript in his hand and said to the people who had fallen into silence:

"You guys should be the troupe sponsored by Mr. Claude, right? His new script has been written, please take a look at it."

Hearing Chang Ming's voice, Dilfi and Lawik, who had originally lowered their heads, raised their heads and fixed their eyes on Chang Ming who was standing at the theater gate.

The moment they saw the figure clearly, their pupils shrank slightly at the same time, as if they had seen something impossible.

"You are Mr. Chang Ming?!"

As Lawik spoke, he quickly jumped off the stage. Perhaps because of the speed, the wooden stage made a few teeth-grinding creaking sounds.

——It seemed like it was going to collapse in the next second.

After a brief moment of daze, Dilfi also wanted to jump off the stage, but before she took a few steps, an accident... happened.

crackling——

The sound of breaking wood rang in everyone's ears, which made everyone, who were originally shocked by Chang Ming's sudden appearance, sober up a little.

They looked back and found that Dilfi, who was supposed to be standing on the stage, had disappeared without a trace, and instead... there was a big hole on the stage.

"Don't just stand there! Go save them!"