Chapter 122

The speed of information transmission in the kingdom of Baron is not fast. Half a month later, the novel the count of Monte Cristo has been sold in bookstores all over the country, but in developed cities such as Norton, the topic is still warm.

The season has officially entered the cold winter. It snows every so often in Elroy. The whole city is covered with snow and frost. The trees on the roadside are only bare branches, which is not good-looking. On the contrary, the streets look a little cleaner than before. It's cold and freezing, so there are fewer people going shopping. It's not that there are no places in Elroy that are still busy.

The central railway station is one of them. Every ten minutes, a steam power train starts from or enters the station. Well dressed gentlemen and ladies come in and out of the station. Most of the passengers stop at the central railway station of Elroy for a short time because of changing stations,

The snow is still rustling, and a thin layer has just been laid on the cleaned track.

"Boom ~"

Far away, people sitting in the waiting room can hear the dull sound of the engine of the steam train. As the train approaches, the sound of wheel and rail operation becomes more and more obvious and orderly, just like thousands of workers slamming hammers at the steel plate at the same time. When children hear this sound, they can't help but wonder and rush out to look at the train breaking through the snow, You can see the gray smoke from the locomotive in the distance.

"Creak, creak, creak"

When the train enters the station, both the passengers on the train and the guests waiting for a long time under the train all act quickly. The front door goes in and the back door goes out. Twenty minutes later, the train leaves the station full of passengers.

Sandra was sitting shivering in the open-air waiting room. If it wasn't for a station heating device in front of her, she doubted whether she would freeze to death here. She was not from Elroy city. She had to take the train to go to another city to work every day, so her time became particularly valuable. She had to give two or three hours to the train every day, Time can't be without value.

Although the weather is cold, the waiting time is one of her few "rest" time. There is no room for her to rest on the train. Her family is not rich, and the tickets she bought are all the cheapest "station tickets". Only when she meets a kind gentleman occasionally to give her a place can she have a rest on the train.

Sandra carefully opened the book in her hand, found the bookmark and turned to the paragraph she had read before going to bed yesterday.

The count of Monte Cristo is driving the power given by the vengeance to his enemy Fernand. She loves this novel very much. Since she was introduced by her colleagues to read this novel, she has fallen into the world and can't extricate herself. Even when she goes to work, most of her thoughts are in the novel of the Lord of Monte Cristo.

The rich and wonderful plot makes her unable to extricate herself, the exquisite illustration gives her more imagination space, and the easy to understand text structure makes her a barely literate woman can understand.

Count of Monte Cristo has become one of the indispensable adjustments in her life. She often extracts her favorite sentences from the novel. These sentences encourage her to survive from the boring and hard life, and give her more inspiration and imagination. She is also trying to create stories.

She was fascinated by the wisdom and decisive style of the count of Monte Cristo. Compared with all the sufferings of Monte Cristo before, the more tragic the ending of Fernand, the more happy she was.

"Kacha ~!"

"Here, here, stop! This is the position! Push together! One! Two! Three

"All right."

The sound around became noisy, and Sandra was forced to withdraw from his concentration on reading. He was impatient to find the source of the confusion. There were already a circle of people watching.

The workers seem to be installing a large-scale device embedded in the wall and protected by glass outside.

A piece of white cloth!?

What's good about white cloth?

Sandra was impatient, packed up her belongings and sat down in a farther place. She was reluctant to give up the heating system of the railway station, but she still had more than 20 minutes to wait for the steam train to go home. She didn't do anything in the ice and snow for 20 minutes, which was too difficult.

She opened the page and went on reading.

After a while, more and more people rushed by her. She vaguely heard the voice of someone talking with a loudspeaker. No, the voice was really loud, but it was not like the voice shouting out with a loudspeaker, but the voice playing out.

"What happened?"

She looked up at the voice source again, and Sandra was shocked. Just now, she was surrounded by a circle of people, but now she was surrounded by three circles inside and three circles outside.

In the crowd, there is something shining.

She leaned over curiously, pulled a tall man's sleeve and asked, "Sir, what's going on inside?"

"You're not from Elroy?" The man turned his head and looked at her subtly.

"Yes, it has something to do with it?"

The man was a little proud and said, "no wonder you don't know. It was published in the newspaper a few days ago. The count of Monte Cristo has been adapted into a new performance mode. It is said that it is a" phantom ", similar to the way of projection picture. Today, a billboard will be built in the railway station and the central square. It is said that some interesting pictures will be shown free of charge. At the same time, the promo of the count of Monte Cristo will also be shown. "

When he said that, the inner sea of people exclaimed that they didn't know, and the fierce discussion continued one after another.

After listening to the man's introduction, Sandra turned to look at the big clock at the station. It was less than ten minutes before the train she was waiting for arrived. But she was intrigued by what the man said just now.

What the man said was very abstract, so abstract that she could not understand it. However, the real object was in front of her, and the name of the count of Monte Cristo held her firmly by magic.

"There should be time to take a look at it, and it's time to step back."

Looking for the light, she stepped into the past. She felt as if she was walking in the soil. Every step was very difficult. She found the light and pushed away the last person's body. The bright light suddenly bloomed in front of her because it was dark, but there was light in front of her. Sandra saw a strange picture.

A handsome man stood by the boat and looked at the distance. The man's appearance was not very good, but his sunny temperament was hard to forget.

At this time, one of the crew came to talk to him. As soon as the crew spoke, Sanders was stunned. She couldn't be more familiar with their lines.

"Captain Edmond and Danglars!"

The plot is progressing very fast. After special lens cutting, the fierce lines between different characters constantly clash, reiterating the position and interests of each character. The overlapping dialogue creates a fierce atmosphere of tit for tat.

Captain Edmond is taken away by the soldiers. The screen is getting dark. With a loud clang, Captain Edmond is put into prison. He looks at the audience with innocent and desperate eyes and roars angrily.

"To spend the rest of my life here, alone in this dark and narrow prison, I should have married Meredith, I should have been happy

"I'm innocent... Innocent..."

"That snitch letter that framed me!"

"Who is it! Who the hell is that