Chapter 18 - Monroe Opera

By the time Miss Bellio and I had browsed all the stalls in the Old Town Square, it was a little past nine o'clock in the evening. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info stopped at the end of the street, wondering where to go next, and happened to hear the talk of a group of people passing by.

The people of the "Monroe" opera troupe are going to hold an open-air stage play in the middle of the square at half past nine tonight, and it is unbelievable that the opera troupe, as the number one opera company, did not choose to perform at the "Piye Opera House", whether it is the environment, manpower, or atmosphere, it is not comparable here, this kind of thankless thing, it is really incomprehensible. But that didn't stop me from having a goal, so I naturally invited Miss Bellio to watch it with me.

"Miss Bellio. "It's the first time I've seen a stage play in another world, and to be honest, I'm really looking forward to it. "Are you familiar with stage plays? ā€

"Well, it's okay. Miss Bellio replied simply, leaving me a little confused, what did it mean.

"I did see some of their performances in the imperial capital......"

Is it really the rich second generation, evil imperialism, it is said that tickets for the "Monroe" Opera Troupe are hard to find, but I didn't expect there to be a local tyrant on the side, it sounds like I've seen it many times. Hey, wait, isn't that something new and interesting for Miss Bellio, it seems like a wrong move. I began to use my brain, pondering whether there was anything else to be bustling with, when someone suddenly handed me a piece of paper, which used a lot of colors, dazzling and dazzling, making the words underneath difficult to read for a while.

Miss Bellio was also given one by one person, and then the person disappeared, only to see that the other people around the square also had the same paper in their hands, and the curious Miss Bellio read out the colorful words on the paper: "The new script of "Monroe" "Cinderella" audition, welcome to enjoy it." "I read the same words, and I can't help but look strange, Cinderella, is it a historical coincidence or a prank of the gods, or is the scriptwriter a man with memories of the earth like me. Inevitably, Miss Bellio seems to be intrigued by the stage play of "Cinderella" and smiles.

"What Cinderella, it's all about this name. ā€

I subconsciously looked at the people around me who were criticizing.

Haihui City has a population of hundreds of thousands, and the population of the old city accounts for 20 percent, which is better than the attraction, I can understand why I meet an acquaintance, but why I meet another one.

The girl in the white and blue dress looked at the leaflet in her hand and stood on the side of the road, not as timid as she had seen it at first, as if she was saying something very familiar, indignant. The voice is extremely weak, and I heard it accidentally because I heard it well, she was resentful, and it seemed that she was hating the regret that iron was not made of steel, and she hated the paper in her hand and held it tightly for fear of falling, and the expectations on her face were full of it, girl.

When I recognized her as the daughter of Mr. Duzera, that is, when I had a relationship with her a few months ago, I was ready to turn around and act as if I hadn't seen it, with the idea that more is better than less.

"Mr. Raygram?" Shiko seemed to sense someone looking at her, and raised her head to meet my gaze, recognizing me.

I couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, how did she know my identity, I didn't care about the others, I hurriedly made a silent gesture, there were many people in the square, and naturally the noise was also very chaotic, and the surprised voice just now did not let others hear it, attracting attention.

Shizi ran over.

"Long time no see, uncle. ā€

"I'm young. ā€

"Hello young and beautiful 'Miss'. ā€

"......" Why didn't you find out that she was such a wicked person in the first place?

"Hahaha. Miss Bellio laughed.

Shizi moved his gaze behind me to see Miss Bellio, and asked seriously.

"Uncle, is this your girlfriend? ā€

"Not really!" "Yes. Miss Bellio and I replied at the same time.

"A woman's pervert like an uncle can have such a beautiful girlfriend. ā€

ā€œ...... This is not women's clothing. "I am powerless to save, pale lies. "Besides, Miss Bellio is not my girlfriend. ā€

"The devil believes it. Shi Zi continued to chatter. "Hanging out with beautiful beauties at night, and preparing to go to the stage play together, isn't it a girlfriend, isn't it a boyfriend? ā€

Inadvertently poking at the black history of the past made my face even paler.

"Wow, it can't really be a boyfriend, uncle, you're a big pervert among perverts. Shizi noticed that my face was different, and looked at me in shock, so why only look at me, shouldn't you look at her?

"They all said no!"

"Not really, please don't worry about this young lady. Miss Bellio finally stepped forward and explained, "It's just that I'm Mr. Regram's girlfriend, well, Mr. Regram told me ...... tonight."

"Miss Bellio...... Watch your words!" I interrupted with a straight look at the suspicious words that someone was about to say.

"Anyway, isn't it your parents' wedding banquet today, why don't you go to the party at home and run out alone to do something. I wondered.

"It's over, my mother has a show tonight, and my father has come to the old town with other guests to drink, so I'm bored and come to see my mother's performance. ā€

"Mother?!!"

Miss Bellio also looked at the leaflet in her hand in surprise and said, "Your mother is a dancer of the "Monroe" opera troupe. ā€

"Yes, Cinderella is played by my mother. ā€

......

Good evening, everybody.

When we learned of my uncle's whereabouts, Miss Mlitty and I resolutely got up and went back in pursuit, but as soon as we came out of the gate of the tavern to the courtyard, we met a huge group of people entering through the courtyard gate, led by my father, Duzera, who was married today. The lively group also subconsciously stopped when they saw my father stop, my father looked at me with an embarrassed face, and the group of people behind him didn't understand what was going on, and they were silent. After a long time, everyone became unnatural and seemed to recognize me, and Miss Mliti did not naturally want to get out of this uncomfortable atmosphere.

"Father. I greeted calmly.

"Ah, yo, this isn't my beloved Dutu, what a coincidence. ā€

Even if you please now, it is useless.

"Father, I remember...... Isn't it your wedding night tonight, how can you be here, can you tell your curious daughter? ā€

"It's because ......," the father quickly explained, "Shizi's mother is going to perform in the square tonight, so I'm here." ā€

"But this isn't the square, isn't the square in the direction behind you? ā€

"Ahem, ahem, it's not time for the show, I'm thinking about having a drink and resting. ā€

"With a group of people. ā€

"Hmm. My father didn't believe his words and replied with difficulty.

"Well, then don't forget to get over before the show starts. ā€

"Huh?" "Father was surprised, hateful, if I wasn't afraid that my uncle would leave, would I let you go so easily!"

"What's the matter, does my father still want to talk to me about my mother? ā€

"Ahem, no, no, no, I don't know where your mother went, she went out before me. ā€

"Huh. ā€

This is a novelty, my mother actually went out alone, and then I didn't care anymore, I thought about the time that had passed, and told my father.

"Then father, please, I'll leave first if I have something to do. ā€

"Okay, be careful on the road. My father was very happy, smiled and waved his hand at me and Miss Mlitti to say goodbye. "Miss Mlitty, Dutu pleases you. ā€

"Alright, Lord Duzera, goodbye. ā€

So, after a delay of ten minutes, I trotted Miss Mlitty with anxious affection in the direction of the Old Town Square.