Xia'er hesitated slightly.
"I'm ready, but..."
Zhou You smiled.
"Just go ahead without worry. Have a little confidence in your own strength."
After a while, Xia'er finally nodded.
"I understand... You take care too."
Zhou You watched her departing figure with a smile. Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly bumped into someone.
Looking up, he found an uneasy face.
—Wenke, the troupe's playwright.
Wenke looked at Zhou You as though he had countless things to say, yet in the end, he only managed one sentence.
"Brother Zhou, thank you for finding an opportunity for the troupe. If it hadn't been for you... we probably wouldn't even know how to keep going..."
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The words were polite, but it was obvious that Wenke had something else he wanted to say.
Seeing him glance toward Xia'er's position from time to time, everything became easy to understand.
Zhou You thought for a moment, then said seriously, "Actually, I'm not into older women."
"...What?"
"Of course, I'm not a lolicon either. How should I put it... I think it's better to find a girlfriend a few years older than yourself. They're more understanding and less likely to throw little tantrums at every turn..."
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Wenke was clearly left completely baffled by Zhou You, but Zhou You offered no explanation. He simply patted Wenke on the shoulder.
"Don't worry. Captain Xia'er is quite pretty, but she's not in my strike zone. Besides, she only feels grateful toward me. She doesn't have that kind of interest at all..."
Seeing that Wenke still said nothing, he added, "Also, Captain Xia'er really dislikes people who beat around the bush. If you want to go for it, just go for it. You might succeed right away."
Wenke let out a long breath, then asked quietly,