Chapter 315 - Chapter 315: Genius (1/2)

Chapter 315: Genius

Translator: Henyee Translations    Editor: Henyee Translations

Her husband’s lover looked at Sharon’s weathered face and hunched body and smiled sympathetically. “Oh, dear Sharon, it’s only been two years since we last met. How did you become like this? Listen to me. You can’t go on like this. Men won’t be interested in you at all when they see you like this. Allen left you in the first place because you were so boring. Women should dress up like flowers. That will get men’s love. Look at you. You’re almost withered. It’s sad.’

Everything her husband’s lover said annoyed Sharon. She wanted to throw the dirty water in the basin at the bitch in front of her, but she held back because she didn’t want to lose the job she’d worked so hard to get.

When she got home that night, Sharon sat on the desk and hammered it angrily. Her eyes were burning with anger. She cursed under her breath. Anger made her expression much more lively. She didn’t look so numb and lifeless anymore.

Sharon took out the manuscript. After thinking for a moment, her eyes suddenly flickered with a strange light. The corners of her mouth curled into a malicious smile as she began to write quickly.

Sharon was a writer, so she based herself on her odious husband and his lover, created two comical and ridiculous villain characters, and then set them up for a very unhappy end.

After staying up all night to finish writing, Sharon rubbed her sore neck and wrists, pressed her overworked lumbar spine, and struggled to get up and go to bed. Below the stage, the audience watched intently. None of them were distracted, and none of them looked impatient at the bland plot.

Everyone’s attention was captured by Lu Zhen’s performance. Lu Zhen on the stage seemed to be no longer herself. The audience could not even remember what the original Lu Zhen looked like. The woman standing there in old clothes was not the big star Lu Zhen, but a small figure abandoned by the Goddess of Fate, She was a pitiful person struggling in the swamp of life.

Sharon’s misery, hilarity, darkness, and despair were all displayed in these performances. The character’s image quickly became three-dimensional and vivid on the stage. There were almost no deliberate traces of Lu Zhen’s acting skills. It was as natural as breathing.

In the director’s seat, Shire’s initial admiration turned to deep thought, then to shock. In the end, she couldn’t help but lower her voice and say to Han Chi, “Oh my god! Oh my god! Her performance almost made me forget about

Audrev Wall’s Madam Sharon! ”