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"Mr. Qiao Xiu’s talks are over? So Hili...you should go to college with me now."
Herlan still underestimated Hiri’s ‘good feeling’ for Qiao Xiu. Qiao Xiu had already reminded Herlan that it might take a long time to negotiate before entering the room.
Therefore, Herlan was ready to take Hili back to school to save her school, but Hili was still at the door and refused to leave.
Seeing Hili’s posture seems to be dead too far away from Joe.
However... this is a fact, only the fact that Hiri and Qiao Xiu know, Shirley has not found a good opportunity to explain to Herlan about her relationship with Qiao Xiu.
Fortunately, this theater is very superior to the hospitality of the guests, coupled with the charm of the game of ping-pong, finally distracted the attention of Herlan.
"Sister, it's time for the night."
Hiri pointed to the clock on the side of the corridor wall. This is one of the magical machinery produced by the patent revolution 30 years ago. Since the inscription-driven clock was introduced, the world has taken its own time precisely. It is in seconds.
"At night? It’s only been ten minutes before..."
Herrland’s sentence came to an abrupt end after seeing the clock on the wall, and the hour hand on the clock pointed to the seven accurately.
Before Herlan came this number was still five, which means that she was sitting here with Hiri for two hours!
But Herlan felt that the two hours had passed, and what she did this afternoon was only a few games with Hilary called Ping Pong.
Really... terrible!
Herlan looked at the white ping-pong window in the field of vision with a cool back.
Herlan always thought that wasting time was a felony, and the game of ping-pong made her spend two hours.
She was hesitant to use the magic to erase the ping pong from her consciousness.
The reason for hesitation is not reconciled. She has lost to the three ministry of Hili, and every time she insists on it, she can win the Greek.
So Herlan thought about it or gave up on this idea.
"Let you wait a long time, then you have to prepare for the movie, I am afraid that she will not want to go back so early," said Joe Xiu.
This sentence by Qiao Xiu poked the thoughts that Heli thought in his heart.
Really like a movie, even if you look over and over for dozens of times, you won't feel tired, and Hili's treatment is not as good as that of the skeleton, and the last part of the finished has not been seen.
So Hilley has been waiting for this day for a long time!
"But, Mr. Qiao Xiu..."
Herlan looked a little embarrassed. The time she stopped at the High School of Magic was 8:00 pm, and now it might be possible to catch up with the time of the college teacher.
Hili has not reported in the past half a year. If it is not that Shirley’s talent in magic is more horrible than her, Hili may have been expelled from the High School of Magic. In fact, the teachers in the college are not coming for this half year. The crazy head of a class is quite vocal.
The magician profession is a symbol of true status in Nolan. Herlan still hopes that Hili can continue to learn in the High School of Magic.
"I haven't been in class for half a year anyway. It doesn't matter if I wait another day. My sister chose to stay in the screening. If I miss it, I will regret it for life," said Shiri.
"..."
Herlan always thought that the stage play was a kind of pastime. She used to be seen by her classmates, but she didn't have any interest in it.
Even if Herrland took her to the school as her sister, it would have no effect, because... she couldn’t win Hilli.
She has a three-level magician certificate, but she is not an opponent of the second-level magic apprentice.
The magic used by Shiri is more practical, and she is more inclined to academic.
"Okay..." Herlan finally chose to agree.
So under the leadership of Sir Bai Jinghua, Qiao Xiu came all the way to the performance hall of this theater.
There are two performance halls in the Baijinghua Theatre. The first is the hall used for the official performance. The audience is divided into upper, middle and lower floors, which is enough to accommodate 2,000 people to watch a performance.
Even if no one came to visit the theater for a long time, the sitting position in the audience was spotless, and the ceiling was engraved with delicate pale gold lines, which made the whole theater quite a golden feeling.
This theater used to be brilliant...
"Adult, how are you looking?"
Sir Bai Jinghua came to Qiao Xiu's side. He now has no humility like it, because everything around him is worthy of his pride, and enough for him to straighten his body in front of outsiders.
"The stage is too small."
Qiao Xiu went to the stage and looked at the back of the auditorium. It is quite suitable to play the opera house. But if you play a stage play, the audience sitting on the third floor or above wants to see the scenery of the stage. You must use the 'Eagle Eyes'. This magic is fine.
"Adult, I can swear that this is Nolan's biggest stage, even the despicable theater can't match."
"But it is still too small."
The size of this theater is much larger than that of a movie theater. If the white jingle jazz can accept it, Joe Xiu will definitely overthrow the entire theater.
But Qiao Xiu can't have this time now, and the jazz who sees the theater as important to his life will not accept it.
"Remove the curtain above."
Qiao Xiu pointed to the curtain hanging above the theater. When performing scenes to switch scenes, it is generally used to pull the curtain.
After hesitating for a while, Sir Bai Jinghua still took the red curtain that had been hanging on the stage for decades.
After the curtain was taken down, the stage was fully displayed in front of all the audience. What Josie cares about is not the stage, but the huge whiteboard behind the stage, which almost occupies the plane space of the entire theater.
"Adult, which is the white wall used to lay out the background..." Sir Bai Jinghua explained to Qiao Xiu.
"Can you move?"
Qiao Xiu is not expected to be able to make a ring-screen movie in this world, but the giant screen is the most basic... The convenient place for the original spar is that the projected image will not affect the image quality.
The whiteboard behind the stage is undoubtedly a good projection medium.
"of course can."
"Push it to the front of the stage."
Under the instructions of Qiao Xiu, the Duke of White Jinghua made the huge whiteboard slowly move to the front of the stage.
"Perfect, the jazz puts out the stones that will shine."
Qiao Xiu felt that this whiteboard could indeed act as a medium for projection... Qiao Xiu walked directly along the steps to the tenth row of the first floor of the auditorium. After entering the magic in the original spar, the film's picture was magnified many times. Projected on the whiteboard.
The effect... not bad.
Qiao Xiu sat in a position with a soft cushion and looked at the picture projected on the white screen of the whiteboard. He finally found the feeling of watching a movie in the cinema.
"Begin." Hiri sat down to Qiao Xiu very rudely, then whispered to Herlan.
"This is... stage play?"
Compared to the plot of Hilary's concern for the movie, Herlan is more concerned about what is happening on the whiteboard. It doesn't look like any kind of performance that Herlan knows.