The moment Zhou You woke up, he heard the troupe leader shouting at the top of her lungs.
"Chen Ajiu, have you set everything up yet?"
"All set!"
"This is what you call all set? Where are the cables? Damn it, if the stage collapses during the show later, don't blame me for not warning you!"
"Jack, is your brain underdeveloped? The hook goes here! How could you even get that wrong?!"
"Wang Er, you bastard—don't you have eyes? You're blocking the way!"
...To be fair, a scene like this was indeed rare.
Xia'er had a bit of a temper, but she could only be considered strict. Unless someone caused a major disaster, she usually did her best to speak calmly with the troupe members.
But like this...
Zhou You threw off his blanket, then quietly slipped out of the vehicle. He grabbed someone he was more familiar with and asked in a low voice.
"What happened to the troupe leader? Why is she in such a rush?"
That person had been run ragged by orders. Hearing this, he rolled his eyes hard.
"What else could it be? Menopause."
By sheer coincidence, Xia'er heard that exact remark, and immediately let out a lioness's roar.
"Liu Wen, you little bastard, what did you just say?"
The man shuddered on the spot. He no longer had the mind to complain to Zhou You and tried to slink away with his head lowered.
Fortunately, Xia'er was so swamped that she could not be bothered with him. She simply turned her ire toward Zhou You instead.
"What are you standing around here for?"
Zhou You looked utterly innocent.
"Uh, Troupe Leader, you didn't call for me..."
"I didn't call for you, so you didn't know to come over yourself? After working here this long,