Change the world with entertainment with Yokai Girl

"We want to perform a play, teacher!" Qin Jing asked immediately.

"Eh...aren't you going to dance?" Yoshiko Hanabatake hesitated.

"Sure! We'll give the prizes we win to our teacher!" Qin Jing continued to tempt them!

"I understand! Let's act it out then!" Yoshiko Hanabata, her intelligence now fully awake, slammed her hand on the table and made her decision.

"Oh oh oh!" Qin Jing and Lin shouted excitedly in a Celtic style, clapping, hugging and yelling at each other.

They did it! They restored the young lady's elegance and the dignity of her brother, saved the future of all their classmates, and prevented a dark chapter from happening.

"Ahem, so let's discuss what play to put on now?" Xiao Lin clapped her hands and said loudly.

"I'll go first! I want a hero!"

"I want to play Tyrannosaurus Rex!"

"I want to play Sleeping Beauty! Xiao Jing, you can be the prince."

"Then I want to play Cinderella, and I want Xiaojing to be the prince!"

"Wait! I want to play a popular hero!"

"I think Sunohara, you're better suited for comedic roles!"

"Yes, I think so too."

"What! You girls who want to be Sleeping Beauty or Cinderella are so lame!"

"It's the guys who want to be heroes who are really stupid!"

The classroom was in complete chaos, and Xiao Lin kept shouting for quiet, but to no avail.

"Wait a moment, I'll go bring the consultant." Xiaojing called for a pause and then went out.

"A consultant?" Xiao Lin tilted her head in confusion, unable to think of anyone who could help them.

Before long, Qin Jing walked onto the podium with her dog.

"Woof!" The dog wagged its tail and greeted the children.

Qin Jing, representing the consultants, said, "Everyone, the consultant has arrived. He's saying hello to everyone."

"Ah! So the consultant is a dog!"

"Yes, dogs are the most reliable!"

"Hey dog, I have some chocolate, do you want some?"

"Alright, alright, let's chat after the meeting. Now, let's officially begin the meeting. Does anyone have any thoughts?" Rin said loudly.

"Yes! Yes! The teacher wants to play Romeo and Juliet. Juliet is me, and Romeo is of course... Armin..." Yoshiko raised her hand and said.

"Teacher, please shut up. I'll carefully select an important role for you later." Qin Jing said, tossing over a banana. He had saved up all the bananas from his lunch, thinking they might come in handy. This was a powerful weapon used against monkeys, though its duration was very short.

Yoshiko jumped up and caught the banana, then closed her mouth and quietly began to eat it.

“Speaking of fairy tales suitable for children to act in, Momotaro or Kintaro would definitely be the best choices. But there are quite a few grandpas and grandmas from China in the shopping district, so using a Chinese story would also be good,” Emma Miyazawa said.

These are the two most famous mischievous children in Chinese folk tales, equivalent to the child the wife of the general of Chentang Pass was pregnant with for three and a half years in the eyes of the Chinese, the mischievous child Arthur who drew his sword in the eyes of the English, and the mischievous child Cú Chulainn who killed the watchdog in Ireland. They can be said to be mischievous children that everyone in the country knows.

Momotaro is the protagonist of the story of a baby born from a peach who leads a dog, a monkey, and a pheasant on a boat to defeat evil spirits.

Kintaro, on the other hand, was adopted by Minamoto no Yorimitsu and became one of his Four Heavenly Kings, slaying countless demons and monsters. He adored gold, his catchphrase was "gold," his hobby was riding a fire-breathing motorcycle, and his favorite author was Jin Yong! Even after his death, he maintained a love-hate relationship with Shuten-dōji, an ambiguous relationship that persisted even in death... Well, this is a heavily modified version of the game's plot, a completely different story.

"Kintaro trained with bears on the mountain when he was young. Although he is a cool character, there are too few characters in the show, so he is not suitable for us to play. If we're talking about our class, Momotaro is definitely the one! What do you all think?" Qin Jing said.

"Woof." The dog nodded.

“Oh, the dog said, ‘The neighbor’s grandma also likes to tell Momotaro stories to her grandson.’ The dog agrees.” Qin Jing translated, then looked around and said.

"Since even the dog says it's good, let's go with this one."

"Yes, listening to the dog is the right thing to do."

With a reliable example, the children readily agreed.

"Also... Dog said not to give the monkey... no, Ms. Hanabatake Yoshiko, so many bananas at once, otherwise they would have eaten them all. Everyone should put them on the table and give them to her when she gets hungry," Qin Jing continued translating.

"No! Everyone! We promised to give the bananas to the teacher!" Yoshiko shouted.

"Oh... my mom often tells me not to eat so much chocolate at once, but I always end up eating it all at once."

"My goldfish are the same way; they easily overeat if I feed them too much at once."

"That makes sense, oh, oh."

The children obediently put away the bananas they were supposed to hand over.

"How could this happen..." Yoshiko was devastated and looked at the dog with resentment.

"Woof?" The dog looked at Jiazi, then at Qin Jing who was secretly laughing, and blinked innocently.

"..." Rin paused for a moment, then said, "Does anyone else have a different opinion? Otherwise, it's decided as it is, Momotaro."

"Objection! But there are also stories that say Momotaro is actually a bad samurai, and the demons he fights are actually kind villagers. Are we going to end up playing the bad guys?" At this point, someone from the girls' group raised a different opinion.

“There are indeed such versions… Well then, I’ll adapt the script and write a story about the kind-hearted Momotaro that everyone thinks is good!” Qin Jing nodded and said. In fact, he also felt that copying the original work was a bit boring. As a future literary youth, this little thing shouldn’t be difficult for him.

"A kind-hearted Momotaro? If that's the case, then I have no objection." The girl sat down.

"So it's Momotaro then?!" Rin stepped onto the small pedal, wrote it on the blackboard, then jumped down and said, "Then next is the assignment of roles."

"Speaking of which, our class already has Monkey, Dog, Chicken, and Momotaro, right?" Qin Jing pointed to Yoshiko, Dog, and Sunohara, and finally to Miyazawa Emma.

“That’s really true!” All the children nodded in agreement.

"Huh? I'm playing Momotaro?" Emma Miyazawa exclaimed in surprise.

"Well, only if you take the position will no one in the class compete for it," Jing said, shrugging.

"..." Rin was a little unconvinced, but she didn't want to be Momotaro, but a princess, so it didn't matter to her.

"She's perfect as the big sister!" The boys agreed in unison. Miyazawa, who is now the leader of the entire kindergarten, is the main character. If she's not the main character, who is?

"Is that so? Then I'll accept it." Emma Miyazawa nodded. Since she was being trusted, she couldn't let them down.

"Wait! Why did you decide I'm a chicken without my consent?" Chun Yuan said indignantly.

Qin Jing turned around and said to him with a serious expression, "Chunyuan, you should know that roosters are very important. In Norse mythology, when the roosters in the kingdom of the gods crow, it signifies the beginning of Ragnarok and the arrival of the end of the world."

"Ragnarok? The end of the world? Sounds pretty cool." Sunohara listened, stunned.

"Yes, you're super cool. No one but you could do it," Qin Jing continued to praise.

"Is that so... There's no one else but me? Well, then there's nothing I can do." Sunohara tossed his hair in what he thought was a cool gesture and agreed with a laugh.

It was easily done. Jing turned around and nodded to Rin, signaling her to continue.

"Now let's move on to the next topic: preparing the props. Is there anyone in your family who can help?" Rin turned to the next page of her notebook.

“Hmm… As for clothes, I can go home and ask my mom. She was a tailor before she got married,” Emma Miyazawa said, raising her hand.

"My family can too..." Hanako raised her hand as well.

"Ah...me too." Jing raised her hand a beat late. Come to think of it, Mom and Miyazawa's mother met at the tailor factory, right?

I didn't expect Hanako's family to be like that. Since they live in the same neighborhood, quite a few people work at the same tailor shop. But that means they don't have to worry about the most troublesome thing—clothes.

"Leave the woodwork to me; my dad is actually a carpenter."

"If you're going to draw, ask me to do it."

"Damn it, my dad can't do anything except be very strong. I do know someone who's really good at slicing starfish, but it seems like she can't do anything else besides starfish."

"Sunohara, you should just stick to playing chickens!"

"Is that so? Then look forward to my spectacular performance!" Sunohara said with a loud laugh.

"Oh, good luck..." Qin Jing replied casually.

Whenever Teacher Monkey tried to interrupt, Jing would have someone throw a banana at him, and the meeting would proceed smoothly.

Since it was the first time doing something like this, everyone felt excited and cooperated actively.

Family members also actively provided assistance, so the logistical allocation problem was solved.

"That concludes today's meeting. When you get home, remember to tell your parents that helping is entirely voluntary. If your parents are too busy, then we'll take care of it. We'll give a joint report tomorrow morning."

"Ok."

"Understood!"

Although it's supposed to be voluntary, children are at the most pampered age, and I believe that any adults who have the time will actively help out.

"Then the meeting is adjourned!" Qin Jing announced with a smile. To be honest, the feeling of cooperating with each other was surprisingly good. He was also enjoying it without realizing it. It was a great experience to turn ideal things into reality through everyone's efforts. Qin Jing, who used to hate going to school, was now looking forward to tomorrow.

Section 20: A Young Literary Talent's First Creative Works

There's only one problem left: the script.

There are actually quite a few elderly people from China living in the commercial street now, and most of the suppliers for this gala are also from China. If the intention is to allow all the elderly to enjoy the drama, then we must take both sides into account.

If you're going to adapt it, it has to be interesting! Qin Jing's literary youthful spirit is burning brightly. Give it a try; how will you know the result if you don't try? Can you adapt the script to be more interesting and relatable?

On her way home, Qin Jing chatted with Yuan Ying, who shared a common interest in reading, about the adapted plot.

Qin Jing said, "When it comes to magical peaches, most people would think of the peaches of immortality, and when it comes to peaches of immortality, of course, it's Sun Wukong."

Yuan Ying nodded and said, "Yes, that's a good idea. I believe the older folks will like it."

"Then I wanted to focus on the three animals that follow Momotaro, making them the highlights of the play."

"Dogs would definitely be popular, but monkeys and chickens would have a hard time standing out, right?"

"That will take some thought, and then..."

The other children were also talking about their expectations for the play.

Yuan Lin and Hanako, on the other hand, followed behind Qin Jing and Yuan Ying with displeased expressions. So what if they like reading novels!

Go back home and wait until dinner time.

Qin Jing told her family about her plan to perform a play for the elderly at the grand event held on the commercial street during the Double Ninth Festival.

"Mom, could you make us costumes for our performance?"

"Of course! In fact, you must let me help!" Upon hearing Jing's words, Qin's mother agreed without hesitation, and she seemed even happier than Jing. Before she had even finished her meal, she ran to the bookshelf to find design-related tools and books, muttering, "That's great, that's really great."

"There's no need to rush like this," Qin Jing said, watching her mother hurry inside.

"She's just so happy," Qin's father said with a smile. He understood his wife's feelings perfectly.

"Huh?" Qin Jing asked in surprise.

"This is the first time we've seen you look so happy, Xiaojing. Sending you to kindergarten was definitely the right decision. It's wonderful that you've found something you enjoy," said Mr. Qin with a pleased smile.

He never imagined that his parents, who always encouraged and even forced him to go to school, had actually seen everything about him and had been worried about him all along.

I once read in a book that feelings have a temperature; they can be as cold and biting as ice, or as hot and fiery as oil. At the time, Qin Jing didn't understand, but now she always feels a warmth in her heart.

"Yes, I've found something I want to do," Qin Jing said with a happy smile.

"Daddy! Nini! What's a costume?" Little Sunflower asked curiously from the side.

"My brother is going to act in a play with the kindergarten kids," Qin's father said with a smile.

"Acting? Like on TV? Is Nini going to be on TV?!" Xiao Kui asked expectantly, her eyes sparkling.

"No, it was a thanksgiving party held in the shopping street."

"A shopping street!? Can Xiaokui go see it too?"

"Sure, let's go see it together as a family!" Qin's father said with a smile as he picked up Xiao Kui.

"Great!" Xiao Kui, who had been lifted high in the air, waved her hands happily and cheered. From then on, Xiao Kui's eyes were always full of expectation when she looked at Qin Jing. When she saw Jing writing and drawing, she didn't dare to come up and disturb her. She would also occasionally bring her a snack or a drink and then leave quietly.

Qin Jing felt immense pressure, unsure of what his younger sister's fantasies about drama. It seemed he had no choice but to step up his game. All the memories he had experienced in his dreams and all the books he had read would become the source of his creative inspiration.

The next morning.

Qin Jing arrived at the kindergarten with dark circles under his eyes. He had spent the whole night brainstorming plot ideas, his mind filled with images of Sun Wukong and Momotaro fighting, then fighting with ghosts, and then Momotaro fighting with ghosts again, an endless series of battles that kept him awake all night. But he finally managed to sort out his thoughts on adapting the plot and write an outline.

Upon arriving at the classroom and waiting for everyone to arrive, Qin Jing began to tell the other children the general story.

"In that case, there are still too few people to perform. There are more than thirty people in our class," Emma Miyazawa reminded her after hearing the story and calculating the number of performers.