Chapter 411

The first performance went well. The opera presented by Alina, Niya and Lily was adapted from "Little Red Riding Hood" by Lorraine hill and vermeea.

Niya is wearing a small red cape with a basket of bread in her hand. She is going to visit her grandmother.

Along the way, because she was greedy for the roadside scenery, she walked the path full of flowers, but rarely traveled, and also met the wolf (Alina). Under the lure of the wolf, Little Red Riding Hood told her grandmother's home address.

So the wolf ran to grandma first, and when Little Red Riding Hood Niya came to grandma's house, Grandma had been eaten by the wolf, and it was the wolf (Alina) pretending to be grandma that was lying on the bed.

"Grandma, grandma, why are your ears sharp and long?"

"Because I want to hear little red riding hood coming, so that I can open the door for you."

"Grandma, grandma, why is your mouth so big?"

"Because I want to eat you!"

Alena dressed in a wolf puppet costume, pretended to be fierce and rushed up, biting Little Red Riding Hood's Cape, and the petite Niya also fell down.

In this way, the wolf ate two people and decided to rest in the room because they were too full.

Soon after, a tailor (lily) passed by and heard the loud snoring. She came in and found the sleeping wolf. So she cut the wolf's belly with scissors and rescued Little Red Riding Hood and grandma.

Finally, the three killed the wolf. The tailor made the wolf skin into a warm cape and gave it to Little Red Riding Hood instead of the broken red cape.

The story ends here.

On the whole, the story is not complicated, vivid and interesting. Many guests applaud it, especially some lovely girls. Who doesn't like it.

Opera is not the more complex the better, simple and interesting is the core of the spread.

After the show, the dressing room behind the scenes.

"I didn't think it was fun." Alina took off her heavy foreign clothes and said.

"That's because the script is simple and interesting, not because you're good at acting." The usual backhand of letis.

"Lily, Niya is good." Samantha came into the room and gave a thumbs up.

"Hey, hey." Lily's face showed two dimples, and Niya nodded shyly.

"This is the end of the first scene." After taking off the prop clothes, Alina lies on the sofa, waving her hands happily.

"Pay attention to other people's feelings." Letis takes a picture of Alina, and her eyes indicate that she is in the dressing room, too.

Looking at the mirror, she took off the ornament from her hair and replied with a smile, "ha ha, it's nothing. It's just that some young ladies don't feel bored."

"In fact, some people have a prejudice against performing opera. They always feel that it's not a good job."

Alina jumped up and stood behind her, helping her with her hair“ No, I think it's very interesting. "

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Another room next to the hall.

"Your performance is really unexpected." The count's housekeeper sat opposite Terry, praising the performance.

"I'm flattered. I'm flattered." Triton kept smiling.

After a while of conversation, the housekeeper asked, "what's the type of the next performance? It's scheduled for a few days. We can make arrangements here."

"This can be set in the night after three days, if the props and the scenery..." Terry recalled the girl's explanation and repeated it slowly.

"Well, well, it's not a big problem. It can be basically solved." After listening to the demand, the housekeeper nodded, and then became interested in the opera company, constantly discussing its origin and past.

This made Terry, a monk, highly nervous. His brain was running at full speed, and he was compiling experiences based on his past experience.

Finally, the housekeeper nodded with satisfaction and let him go. As he left, Triton was in a cold sweat behind him.

When will this day come to an end.

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Three days later at dusk, the top of the boat.

The broad top is divided into three symmetrical large blocks, and a large block at the rear is in the middle. There is a vine shelf at the tail, and a swing is placed below.

Lorraine Hill sat on the swing, her white skirt rising and falling with the wind.

Her eyes looked at the setting sun in the distance, and her hair reflected a light golden light in the afterglow of the setting sun.

At present, there is no one else in this corner, which is specially selected by the girl. Recently she fell in love with watching the sunset, especially such a person in the breeze.

The setting sun is a beautiful scenery. The sunset is reflected in the sky. The temperature is just right, neither cold nor hot. The sea breeze blows on the body, which brings a comfortable feeling.

Say, the setting sun will always let her think of things when she was a child, because after primary school, the spacious playground will be reflected by the light of the setting sun.

Her mother would come to pick her up and tell her what happened at school today. It was also the happiest moment of her childhood.

Normally, the sun sets every day, but in fact, she has never seen this scene again for a long time.

After high school, the increasingly heavy curriculum, generally after school is also 10 pm, after college addicted to the network, do not want to go out, after work, surrounded by steel forest, where can you see the sunset.

When she was a child, she had many dreams about becoming a great person in the future, but the reality always seemed to be full of frustrations and mistakes, which made her deviate again and again.

Loss and disappointment are always intertwined, and the heart is increasingly anxious, sometimes insomnia.

It's always unsatisfactory.

She felt the touch of the breeze through her legs, and her vision seemed to be the fragments of the past time.

Sitting on the bus at night, the car is dark, the neon light sprinkles into the car, and faces slide down.

Ear can always hear a variety of voices, urging her to this, that. Otherwise, you will fall behind, you will fall behind, you will be looked down upon and so on.

Those sounds seem to list a perfect life path, as long as you don't follow it, life will explode and collapse. It's disturbing and anxious.

Is there really something perfect in this world? She didn't know.

It's like she doesn't know who's right and who's wrong in all the conflicting truths. It's like she doesn't know whether the chattering news is true or not. It's like she doesn't know which explanation of those complicated descriptions is the right answer.

Countless information and opinions fill every corner, just like cutting a picture scroll into scraps of paper and mixing them together.

Until one day, she suddenly woke up.

"Miss Lorraine?" A sound sounded behind the side.

It took Terry a long time to find out where Lorraine hill was after he found out from others. He slowly approached, and then stood still, looking at the white dress girl in the setting sun.

The golden afterglow also dyed the skirt with a layer of light gold. The girl's hair floated gently in the wind. Even if she could only see her back, the girl's posture still made Terry feel a special beauty.

Although she is in the world, she is free from interference and pollution.

"Yes." The girl's voice came from the front.

"About tonight's performance..." Triton asked first and got a definite answer. Then he slowly relaxed. It seemed that as long as the girl agreed, she would not have to worry any more.

At this time, he felt that it was impolite for him to disturb the girl who was alone, so he was ready to leave.

"Then don't disturb Miss Lorraine." After turning around and taking a few steps, he seemed to have some idea, and his steps stopped again.

Just as he hesitated to go back and ask the girl, the soft voice of Lorraine hill came.

"Anything else?"

Hearing this kind of natural inquiry, Triton turned around and went back to the vine shelf. He looked at the girl who was looking at the sunset.

"I've had a lot of... Lately." He paused and decided to speak.

"Maybe I was too naive in the past. Many things didn't develop as I expected."

Terry sat on one side of the stool and slowly told the story of the past few days. After the initial novelty, he found that people's life was not the same as he thought.

If you tell a lie, you have to tell countless lies. The more you say, the more afraid you are of revealing yourself. When talking with other guests, you should always pay attention so as not to be exposed or despised by others.

If you want to know other beautiful girls of the same age, you are also afraid of being seen through by the other party. Even if the other party doesn't see through herself, what she likes is only her own mask.

The more you want to be an ideal person, the more you feel uneasy and anxious.

"Maybe I'm not born that way."

"What is the ideal self?" Girl gently swing, voice in the breeze.

"It must be self-confident, powerful, capable of solving all kinds of problems..." Triton said many descriptive conditions, which is also a vague impression rooted in his heart.

But then he slowly stopped. It seems that no one can do it.

"Do you want to be a God?" The swing under the girl stopped slowly.

"Well, no... no such extravagance." Triton seems to understand something.

"I have had many ideas, just like many children, and had beautiful dreams like fairy tales." Lorraine Hill's voice is full of memories.

"But I can't work as hard as a machine, and I don't even have a strong will and perseverance. Sometimes I will sneak away."

"I hate and despise myself, even feel uneasy and anxious."

"It wasn't until one day that I realized that I had been lying to myself. In fact, I don't have so much ambition to pursue those bright things. In fact, as long as there is a small piece, I will be satisfied, just like a hamster, sleeping in my nest

"I don't necessarily want all the things that everyone is chasing. It's just the inertia imposed by the environment that makes me mistakenly think that I also need them."

"In fact, what I long for is more peace and stability. Every day I sit in front of my home and watch the setting sun slowly sink. Maybe this is the happiest life in my heart. "

"After that, I vowed not to lie to myself any more, but to live honestly, accept my shortcomings and imperfections, listen to my inner voice, and live the life I really like."

"There are thousands of happy things, but there is only one unfortunate thing, that is, I am doing something against my heart."