After being dumped by the diva, I was picked up by her arch-enemy.

Two days later.

The male dormitory at the Central Academy of Drama.

Chen Hao sat in front of the computer, his eyes bloodshot from lack of sleep.

His right hand gripped the mouse, frantically dragging it along the tracks of the editing software.

He pulled the audio of "Red-Clad Ladies" onto the track and zoomed in on the waveform.

Find that most explosive bass drum beat.

Locate the position and press the cut shortcut key.

Add special effects to the transitions between scenes.

Chen Hao dragged the progress bar back to the beginning and pressed the space bar to preview.

Watching Jiang Yichen flick his water sleeves on the screen, Chen Hao slapped his thigh.

Absolutely.

The visual quality is amazing.

This timing is perfect.

He quickly exported the video and sent it to Jiang Yichen.

Upon receiving Jiang Yichen's reply of "Not bad," Chen Hao jumped up and down in his dorm room.

It scared my roommate who was sleeping on the top bunk so much that he almost fell off.

Qilin Opera House in Nancheng Hutong.

Jiang Yichen sat on a stone bench in the courtyard and opened the Douhai APP.

He first registered a personal account using his real name authentication.

I filled in my real name, Jiang Yichen, directly for my ID.

Immediately afterwards, he registered another account.

ID: Qilin Opera Club.

After finishing all that, Jiang Yichen raised his phone and recorded a simple greeting video for the new tenant.

Click "Publish" directly.

The buzz surrounding the "Voice of Heaven" champion has yet to die down.

The video was posted just two hours ago, and it already has nearly 100,000 likes.

The comment section was instantly flooded with fans who had heard the news.

"Front row group photo! Jiang Shen has finally opened a Douhai account!"

"The missing person has returned! I thought you retired after winning the championship!"

"The river god is singing! Even the donkeys in the production team dare not rest like this!"

Jiang Yichen watched the numbers constantly changing in the background and released the first video, "Red-Clad Lament," edited by Chen Hao.

Caption: The curtain rises, the curtain falls, who is the guest?

Click to jointly publish.

The partner account chosen is "Qilin Opera Club", which was just registered.

Furthermore, the location of Qilin Opera Troupe was accurately added below the video.

Sent successfully.

As soon as the video was released, big data algorithms immediately pushed it to Jiang Yichen's followers.

A female dormitory at a university in Shanghai.

A girl is lying in bed scrolling through short videos, her thumb mechanically swiping upwards on the screen.

Suddenly, Jiang Yichen's face appeared on the screen.

In the picture, he is wearing an ordinary white shirt and standing under an old locust tree.

The girl looked on casually.

Just then, the music and drumbeats suddenly erupted.

Jiang Yichen reached out to block the camera.

The scene switched instantly.

He wore a long robe with an ink-wash gradient effect, and a touch of vermilion at the corner of his eye.

He raised his hand and flicked out his semi-transparent water sleeves, the movement flowing smoothly like water!

Accompanied by the soaring operatic line from "The Red-Clad Lady": "Though my position is humble, I dare not forget my duty to the country, even if no one knows me!"

The girl suddenly sat up in bed and shoved her phone into her roommate's face.

"Look! That costume change is so cool!"

The same scene is playing out across the country.

There are countless cross-dressing videos on the Douhai platform.

But the vast majority of them rely on filters and borderline content to grab attention.

Original creators like Jiang Yichen, coupled with well-made works, quickly stand out.

The number of likes on the video began to skyrocket at an alarming rate.

One hundred thousand.

Five hundred thousand.

One million!

The comment section exploded.

"That figure! That gaze! Don't use a traditional Chinese sword to kill me!"

"This is true traditional Chinese style costume transformation! All you demons and monsters out there, step back!"

"What is that collaborative account, Qilin Opera Club? Is it Jiang Shen's management company?"

"Judging from the location, this is a physical theater company in Beijing!"

"Holy crap, Jiang Shen is basically killing his own theater troupe! I have to go check it out!"

Jiang Yichen didn't have any free time in the following days.

He maintains a daily update frequency.

"Puppet Show" released.

Meng Lingyu's pure and lovely appearance combined with her classical opera costume instantly made her a sensation.

Countless netizens went on a frenzy in the comments section to claim their "wives".

"Wow! This is so beautiful!"

"I heard this is Jiang Shen's junior sister. Does Jiang Shen's sect accept disciples based on their looks?"

"Jiang Shen, are you still looking for a junior brother-in-law? The kind who went to college and can do the dishes!"

"Wujiapo" was published.

Jiang Yichen's crimson-gold python robe and sharp gaze have once again sparked a wave of imitations across the internet.

Many online celebrities followed suit and made their own versions, but without exception, they were all completely outclassed by the original.

The last item is the release of the two-person costume change for "The New Drunken Concubine".

This video completely ignited the entire internet's traffic.

Jiang Yichen's Douhai fan count has directly exceeded three million.

Along with this, the newly registered account "Qilin Opera Club" also gained nearly 800,000 followers.

Every day, countless people send private messages to the theater, asking when the theater will reopen.

A week later.

Hutongs in the southern part of Beijing.

The renovation of the Qilin Opera Troupe has been completely completed.

The vermilion gate was completely renovated, and the plaque above the gate was repainted with gold paint.

The courtyard was filled with bright red lanterns, exuding a festive atmosphere.

Today marks the reopening of the Qilin Opera Troupe.

Tan Yunxiao stood in the courtyard wearing a brand-new black overcoat.

He kept rubbing his hands together, and his forehead was covered in a fine sweat, making him look extremely nervous.

Meng Lingyu and her fellow disciples also changed into clean training clothes and were ready for battle.

"Third brother, do you think anyone will come today?"

Tan Yunxiao swallowed hard, his heart pounding.

The theater has been closed for so long, all the old customers have probably left long ago.

Jiang Yichen, dressed in a simple casual suit, sat on a stone bench drinking tea.

He put down his teacup, his expression calm.

"Senior brother, open the door."

Tan Yunxiao took a deep breath and strode to the courtyard gate.

Grasp the door knocker with both hands and pull it inward forcefully.

crunch.

The heavy wooden door slowly opened.

When Tan Yunxiao saw the scene outside the door, he froze on the spot.

The alley was packed with people.

The line stretched from the entrance of the theater all the way to the alley entrance, and even turned a corner.

Young boys and girls held up their phones, peering curiously into the yard.

When Tan Yunxiao opened the door, a deafening cheer erupted from the crowd.

"The door's open! The door's open!"

"Is the River God inside?"

"Where's my junior sister?! I want to see my junior sister!"

Tan Yunxiao was startled by the scene and took two steps back.

He had never seen so many young people come to watch a play in his entire life.

Jiang Yichen stepped forward and patted Tan Yunxiao on the shoulder.

"Senior Brother, let's welcome the guests."

Tan Yunxiao then came to his senses and quickly shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Please come in, everyone! Watch your step!"

The crowd immediately surged into the theater.

The spacious courtyard was quickly filled, and even the corridors were packed with people.

Everyone held up their phones and frantically took photos of the furnishings in the courtyard.

Jiang Yichen stood on the steps of the main house, his gaze sweeping over the crowd.

Suddenly, he froze.

Among those young faces were surprisingly many blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigners.

These foreigners...are they here to watch the show too?

Do they understand?