Chapter 467

He didn't get hurt, but he claimed to be injured. Sylvie felt like he could feel something fishy inside even with his knees.

It's just that he didn't plan to prick After all, they are hitchhikers. Even if they say that, the owners of the show Troupe will believe who is uncertain.

Whether it's voluntary or otherwise, the dancer is definitely not going to help Cutler enter the competition later.

But in this way, Sylvie also has a new consideration.

Facing the cold eyes of Sophia and saran, he took his sister, Qiu Ke, and went to find the owner of the Carter troupe, a semi bald middle-aged man named Lane Cutler.

"Oh, good and kind Mr. Cutler, I've heard about Miss Weiss. It's sad news."

Sylvie said to the middle-aged man who was scratching his ears and wringing his cheek in a very regretful tone, and while the other side was not paying attention, he made two drops of water in the corner of his eyes pretending to be sad tears.

Weiss is the dancer who pretends to be hurt.

"It's Mr. Aldrich. Alas This is... "

Lane Cutler managed to squeeze in a smile, but then his face was sad again.

"My wife and I had a hard time making up such a wonderful new dance, and Wes had a hard time getting proficient It happened before we got to Everland. " "It seems that even the God of art doesn't want me to take part in the Avellan troupe competition," he said, looking frustrated

On the way, Sylvie's easygoing and generous manner made the host of the troupe quite favorable. In addition, he was not in the mood to continue to be on guard. After losing the biggest capital of his troupe, the troupe had no good plans.

"Despite this, I think it would be better for Mr. Cutler not to give up so easily."

Sylvie began to get to the point: "in fact, I just met a new student from my former mentor in town. As a very good puppet teacher, she also plans to participate in the Avellan performance contest."

"Ah?"

Because suddenly hearing his name, Qiu Ke, who had just been absent-minded, raised his head with a puzzled look on his face.

"It's just that although she has exquisite puppet manipulation skills, she doesn't have music and scenery that can set off the atmosphere." Ignoring the girl's strange expression, SIVI continued, "I believe Mr. Cutler knows what it means."

Without music and scenery, no matter how well the puppets play, under the carefully prepared programs of other performing troupes, they will still be too simple and will not get good results.

"Mr. Aldrich, what do you mean?"

After all, Lane Cutler had been wandering in the eastern plains with his troupe for so long, and had a lot of experience. Listening to Sylvie's words, he naturally had a vague guess in his mind.

"I hope you can work together to win the prize of the performance contest." Sylvie, who was not vague, said directly.

"Yes, but This young lady is not a member of our performing arts troupe. It seems a bit out of order to do so... " Ryan Cutler hesitated.

"Joco, can you be a temporary member of the Cutler show?"

"It's just from the beginning of rehearsal to the end of the performance," Seaver asked, looking back at the girl

"Well, there's no problem with that." The girl said there was no pear.

"But, but..." Ryan Cutler still seemed hesitant.

"Mr. Cutler, do you want to try to cooperate with jockey and get a hundred gold coins together, or will you just leave the stage without even touching avelland?"

Sylvie continued to fan the flames: "think of your members, your troupe. Even if the bonus will be a part of the loss, but that huge sum of money can still make your painstaking efforts to make earth shaking changes

Probably thinking of his wife and children who have been wandering with him for half a life, the eyes of the middle-aged man are gradually firmed up in the confusion.

"OK, but before that, I'd like to meet this one..." The middle-aged man looked at Qiu Ke, and found that he didn't know the name of the other party. However, he had experienced many storms, so he would not be baffled by this kind of thing: "this lady's puppet skill."

Sylvie looked inquisitively at juke, and the girl nodded to him.

Then she dug out a series of dolls from her luggage bag and began to manipulate them with string magic. Under the gaze of the host of the Performing Arts Troupe, she made various funny or funny actions

The end result, of course, is that everyone is happy.

"It's wonderful! I've never seen such a young and excellent puppeteer! " Lane Cutler's face was flushed with excitement. He had already thrown the lost expression out of his mind. He took a small box from the carriage and took out some rolls of parchment. From the name on the parchment seal, it could be seen that these were the most popular scripts: "wait a minute, I'll find you the best story!""No, Mr. Cutler, you're going astray about the script."

Sylvie shook his head. "If it's a well-known story, there's nothing exciting to look forward to. Don't you feel this, and that's why you're choreographing the new dance? "

"But it's less than two days before the start of the game..." "Where can I find a new story?" said Ryan Cutler, embarrassed

Sylvie smiles and points his temple. "Mr. Cutler, have you forgotten my identity?"

“…… Yes The middle-aged man suddenly realized: "speaking of the story, who in the eastern plains knows more than Mr. Aldrich, you bards!"

Chou Keh, hearing the speech, tilted his head strangely. He just wanted to ask Seaver why he became a bard in the other party's mouth. However, Seaver first tapped the girl's forehead with his forefinger.

Although it didn't hurt, Jo understood that it was not the time to ask questions, and he covered his forehead and calmed down.

"That's it. I'll leave the story to me. Mr. Cutler's better to prepare the music and the setting for the puppet."

The next thing is very simple.

As an earth man living in the era of information explosion, after fooling Joker casually, he chooses useful plots from some films he has seen and combines them into a fast-paced story suitable for puppet drama.

Although the whole plot is very old-fashioned and bloody to SIVI, both Sophia, who has read poetry (including romance and knight novels), and lane Cutler, have highly praised the story, which is called the knight of Monte Cristo.

Even saran pestered Seaver for the rest of the story.

And the characters are very common, and the whole story can be completed with the dolls already in the jockey bag.

After rehearsing with a puppet for a few times, Jo quickly became familiar with the not so long script.

All that remains is the set that is still working and the background music that hasn't been determined yet.

Because of the new hope, the originally dull Cutler troupe is once again full of amazing vitality.

Except for one person.

Miss Weiss, who was originally the mainstay dancer of the Performing Arts Troupe, pretended to be injured.

Hiding behind the tent of the carriage, listening to the laughter of her companions who stayed up late to finish the work, she narrowed her slender Danfeng eyes and showed a trace of ferocity on her pretty face.

The next day, when joco, who lives in a hotel (sponsored by Seaver), wakes up to find his luggage bag as if it had been picked up and turned upside down. The puppets in it have been found and destroyed with scissors or other things.

And the people of the Cutler troupe, after getting up, also found that the scene which had not been easily finished last night had been destroyed in the same way.

"It's so hateful!" Ryan Cutler thumped his chest and said, "last night, because I was so busy, I went to bed so fast that no one found out about it!"

"Oh, many dolls are my favorite Why didn't the villain open al's box... " Qiu Ke also looked down, as if she would cry at any time.

If the person who does this kind of thing really hits the head of the puppet with the divine parts, I'm afraid it will be immediately broken into pieces

At this moment, a coachman came panting and said, "boss, sister Weiss, she's gone!"

"What?"

This bigger blow made Cutler's eyes black and almost fainted.

"Don't be nervous." At the critical moment, still seavy said to stabilize the situation: "if I guess correctly, that Miss Weiss should be in front of you soon."

"Mr. Aldrich, what do you mean by that?" It was as if Ryan Cutler had caught a straw and rushed to SIVI, grabbing him on the shoulder.

But the next moment, he felt a daze, the whole person rushed empty, almost fell on the ground a dog eat excrement.

"In fact, last night, because of the Bard's intuition, I went out of town and found another convoy stationed outside the town."

"The flag pattern of that motorcade is a wolf head biting gold coins," he said kindly

"It's the rose troupe!" Lane Cutler jerked up his head, a mixture of surprise and anger: "it must have been rose, the bastard who always wanted to swallow us up! I've known for a long time that he's always been a jerk who can do anything

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