Chapter 47： String door

The performance of the black swan troupe in the wave of applause is falling... Even if the curtain on the stage is slowly pulled, there are still many viewers who have been sitting in position for a long time and are reluctant to leave. I only hope that I can see you again. West Flower's one look. August 1 Chinese W≈WW. 81ZW. COM

Professor Shalina sat in the VIP seat and listened to the applause from the audience. As the owner of the Nolan National Theatre, he was very satisfied with the performance and was very satisfied with the Black Swan Theatre. It was from the country of art, Faro. The first theater company in the West, almost everyone tonight was conquered by the charm of the flower of Farosi.

"The professor of Salinea has already arranged the carriage. Is it going to go out now?"

"Of course, it is time to say goodbye to our old friends."

Professor Shalina picked up the goblet in his hand and drank the red wine from the cup, then placed it directly on the table next to it.

He doesn't know what taste is, and he never has such an idea. He only knows that red wine is good for drinking. This is one of the means of running a theater. The connotation and artistry of the performance are the most important. The most important thing is to look good and interesting, to attract the audience...

This is the most basic point in a theater to live, but one of his old friends never understood this and guarded his sad art.

Now his art has forced him into a desperate situation, and Professor Sarinia is also the time to make the Nolan National Theatre the only theatre in the country.

Professor Shalina opened the door and several attendants followed him. He had not had time to come to the stairs. At the end of the corridor, he stopped.

"Professor, where are you going?"

"I just intend to visit an old friend, Miss Caroline... You just finished a wonderful performance, or go for a break."

Shalinya looked at the girl who leaned against the wall of the corridor. It was the 'Florence Flower' that had just bloomed on the stage. Now she has faded her makeup, but she wears gorgeous and There are heavy dresses that have not changed.

"I heard my father say that Nolan is the most prosperous city in the world. It is far more prosperous than the capital of my country, Ligar. But I have been in this city for almost three days. I have not seen this city well. Professor, can you take me to see?"

Her conversations and movements are elegant and generous, but God knows what it is like to be able to play all kinds of characters.

"This... Miss Caroline, I am offended..."

Being able to visit the city with a beautiful woman is a glory for any male, but Professor Shahlin is the one to go to the door instead of going out for sightseeing.

It’s enough to bring a bunch of five big three thick magicians to the field, and take the actor’s ‘Fuloxi’s Flower’ to your own theater.

"Professor, can I understand that your next words are against the orders of a Duke's daughter?"

Although she couldn't hear the meaning of any command in her tone, this sentence was enough to make Professor Slinka overflow a lot of cold sweat.

The class of the Nolan National Theatre is very clear. He should have absolute right to speak as a behind-the-scenes manager of the theater, but it has been different since the Black Swan Troupe came.

His relationship with the Black Swan Theatre is not a relationship between the employers, but equal, and even the position of the most eye-catching black swan in the troupe is far above him.

The reason for this is that the 'Florence Flower' is the daughter of a Grand Duke of Farosi, and Professor Sarinya is only a theatre administrator.

His old friend, Sir Bai Jinghua, is also a Farosi. Only a person with an artistic spirit will open a theater. The reason why the black swan chose to come to his theater is purely on the rise.

Just as she is suddenly asked to go out, her mind, Professor Shalina, has not been able to guess.

"But Miss Carolly, if you go out now, if you are recognized..."

Professor Shalinya knows what kind of influence the 'Flori's Flower' has on Nolan at this time. If Galloway is recognized by her outside, it may cause a sigh. .

"I know, so I have been prepared." Jia Luoli put a mask on her face.

"..."

Just a mask can't play the role of hiding identity!

Sarinya would like to directly remind the flower of Frohsi, but scruples to the identity of the duchess of the other party, the Shalinya classroom did not dare to continue to slow down.

Just let her see the fall of the White Jinghua Theatre, and then compare with the Nolan National Theatre, which is now at its peak, which will definitely make the Nolan National Theatre stand in the heart of this proud black swan.

"please."

Professor Shalina led the way and chose a corridor in the theater where only he and the attendant knew it and came outside the theater.

Professor Caroline was relieved when she was carrying her heavy dress into the carriage.

He should be glad that the current audience has not yet broken.

The carriage began to move toward the White Jinghua Theatre, and Gallo, who was sitting in the carriage, opened the curtains and looked outside.

“Before I came to the city, I heard my father say that there are two theaters in the city.”

"Miss Galloway, there is only one. The white porch theater that you are referring to has fallen to the point where no new drama is about to close down in the past six months. It seems that such a dilapidated place will not be visited by any guest. Professor Sarinia said.

"Is it?"

"I guarantee in my name, and I have promised to your father. Everything you have enjoyed in Farosi is the best. Everything that comes to Nolan is also the best. This is Nolan National Theatre can give you an answer."

Carolly did not give any further answers. She looked at the window and her wine-red pupil reflected the view of the city. The Nolan in the night was illuminated by the inscription.

After more than ten minutes, the carriage came to the door of the White Jinghua Theatre. Sir Shalinya walked down the carriage. The surroundings of the White Jinghua Theatre were still so deserted, but the more deserted he became, the more happy he was.

"I hope this lonely theater will not stain your skirt, Miss Caroline."

Professor Shalinya has not minded that someone will recognize the flower of Farosi, even if it is recognized better, this time it is not only a slap in the face, but also taking people from other people’s fields in one go. The best result.