"I've always liked to read books and watch plays, sir."

Matilda's answer, though tepid, made Charles feel a little sudden. After a moment of embarrassment, he didn't know what to say.

Matilda put her eyes back on, looking at Charles's embarrassed appearance, her originally serious expression suddenly relaxed a lot, and even brought a hint of urgency.

"You seem scared I'll mention this? Actually, it's nothing, it's not something to be seen...... Very well written, sir, I think it is better than most people. ”

"Please don't say any more......" Charles felt extremely embarrassed, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "I really don't like it when people mention this ......"

"Since you are so resistant, why did you still write it at that time?" Matilda was a little curious.

"For the money, of course." Charles replied immediately.

"Is it just for the money?" Matilda sighed slightly, and looked at Charles a little helplessly, "That's a pity, now you should not be short of money, it's difficult for us to wait for your next work...... That's bad news. ”

Charles just smiled and didn't answer her again.

After sighing, Matilda regained her composure, turned and walked to the railing, watching the performance on stage earnestly. After a while, the stage curtain was slowly pulled down as the actors sang in unison, and the scene ended.

There were bursts of applause and cheers from the audience, and people were waiting for the opening of the next act.

"What a good show! Rare good work! Matilda sighed reluctantly, then reached out and clapped softly. Charles was not interested in theatre, but he applauded.

Taking advantage of the gap between the two acts, Matilda walked back to her seat. Picked up the cup and took a sip of tea.

"Mr. Treville, do you know what I like most about your novel?"

"Oh? Which is it? Charles asked with some curiosity, he had been so intrigued by the girl who was two or three years younger that he had forgotten the embarrassment he had forgotten - in fact, there was a faint pride in his heart because the other party loved his novel so much.

"That's the kind of ...... That...... What do you say......" Matilda frowned slightly, apparently trying to figure out how to phrase it, and after a moment her eyes lit up. "It's that kind of sanity. Yes, even in the midst of flowers, you never forget to tell your readers what it all is. And what is the cost of achieving all this. You are like a dispassionate and calm spectator, watching each character rise and fall inside and outside the story...... I've seen a lot of novels where we are either noble and glamorous, as if they don't eat the fireworks of the world. Either that, they are arrogant and do all kinds of evil. There are very few people who are actually writing about people, and you are one of them......"

I have to say that this kind of exaggerated and exaggerated praise made Charles, who has always been very thick-skinned, couldn't help but blush.

"You've won a prize! I'm just writing random stories......" he quickly humbled himself.

"You don't need to be upset, I'm just commenting on the facts, not trying to flatter you." Matilda shook her head slightly, her face flushing slightly, from the excitement of talking about her hobby. However, her tone was as calm and calm as usual. "You could have taken it all, and only the two of us could hear it today, anyway. But...... Ay. It's a shame that you won't have any new creations......"

Charles was speechless, so he fed himself a sip of tea.

"Miss Delion, I didn't expect you to like these things...... It really took me aback, I used to think ......"

"Isn't that weird?" Matilda looked back at him, the corners of her mouth moving slightly, as if she was smiling bitterly, "That's right, it's weird...... In your eyes, I'm afraid I'm a copy of my grandfather, a person who has no other interests than power and wealth, right? ”

"Oh, oh, where are you talking about!" Charles hurriedly waved his hand to defend himself, "You are too careful, I have never thought about it like this, I have never ......"

"You don't have to be in such a hurry to explain, it's okay, I know what everyone thinks of our family. And, in a way, it's not bad that others see it that way, isn't it? Matilda remained calm, "If the Diliion family is not rich and prosperous, if they have to keep running for a living, then how can I be entitled to enjoy any novels and plays?" I am not in a position to sit down with you on these topics—leisure is the illegitimate child of wealth, and I have always seen it very clearly. Only the bad guys, while enjoying their leisure after being rich, say to those who are busy making ends meet, 'Ouch, why don't you take a break!' I know where my superiority comes from, so I don't pretend to be surprised.

Because of this, I have indeed been going out of my way to help my grandfather and father, because it is helping my loved ones as well as myself. ”

After hearing Matilda's words, Charles was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"You're right, you're very right. It is...... It's just that some of them are too sensible, and they are also out of place in the social arena. ”

"Yes, it's too sensible, and no one likes someone who sees too clearly." Matilda nodded, and she understood the implication of Charles's words—the social arena was never a place where truthfulness was encouraged. "Don't worry, of course I won't say these things when I see people."

Then, with a slight sigh, she muttered to herself in a very low voice, "So I'm a boring person." ”

At this moment, there was another cheer from under the box, and Matilda followed the sound to look around, and found that the curtain had been opened again, and a new scene was about to begin.

"Shall we go to the theater again?" Matilda chuckled and suggested.

"Okay." The Charr is as good as a stream.

The two of them walked to the railing at the same time and quietly watched the performance on the stage. All around were the glitter of jewels, but Matilda was unaware. She just looked at the stage seriously.

After a moment of silence, Matilda spoke softly.

"Mr. Treville, I heard. Oriental people seem to have a view that the whole life is a drama, and each of us is a part of the play, and I think this is too true, and the philosophers of the East see it too clearly. In this world, each of us has our own script, and we must play our role well...... What do you think? ”

"Sort of." Charles replied.

"To what extent, then, is it opposed?" Matilda was still staring intently at the stage.

"Although sometimes it may be necessary to act. But I don't think everyone is a fixed role," Charles said, "Fate is not set in stone. Especially in today's day and age, people can change their script in a variety of ways. Of course, sometimes this change can make people play worse...... However, in general. Everything is changing today. Everyone has the opportunity to change the world. ”

"Change the world!?" Matilda was a little surprised when she heard Charles's words, and then she thought carefully about Charles's words, "There is still some truth in your words......

"So you don't have to be in a hurry to play Mademoiselle Delion all the time," Charles joked with a smile, "how about playing the lovely Matilda once in a while?" You're pretty when you're not blatant, uh......" He immediately noticed that something was wrong, and quickly added. "Ah, of course. I mean, even if you have a straight face, uh, no, you're pretty at all times......"

"You ......" After hearing his obvious teasing words, Matilda looked at Charles with her mouth slightly open, as if she didn't know how to respond, it was the first time that Charles had seen her feel so overwhelmed. Well, actually, even at this time, it's pretty beautiful.

"Aha, I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously! Ha Lu Ha ......" He hurriedly explained to the other party with a dry smile, "You also know Lu Dao, I'm a person, I usually like to tell some cold jokes, Ha Lu Ha ......"

Fortunately, Matilda's panic didn't last long, and she quickly regained her composure. "You're really good at joking......" she seemed to sigh, but a little like she was complaining.

"Actually......" Charles was about to say something, when he suddenly realized that something seemed to be wrong, he felt a little cold around his neck, as if he was being stared at by some beast. He looked away, and then stiffened.

In the box on the other side, Charlotte was staring at him closely, and Lola seemed to have left.

Charlotte had a smile on her face, but only then did the coldness in her eyes make it even more terrifying.

It's like saying "yes!" with your eyes! What the hell, you're running out of the house quietly just to do this?! I've grown in! Don't get back to me! "Same.

Charles was chilled by this gaze, and no longer had the heart to tease people.

He hurriedly apologized to Matilda.

"Sorry, I have a friend looking for me......"

"Oh, it's okay, you can do it yourself." Matilda nodded, "It's interesting to talk to you, I can continue to talk about it later." ”

"No problem!"

Charles turned and left, leaving Matilda alone in the box.

She quietly watched the performance on the stage, but she was thoughtful in her heart and never looked into it again.

This glimpse of Mademoiselle de Charlotte de Treville, who is famous in the social world, certainly did not escape Matilda's eyes. In fact, because of her gender, she can see this kind of look more clearly.

Not even a word was said, "Stay away from him!" The anger seemed to ring in her ears.

"What a jealous woman! In this way, he almost pounced and tore my neck! Even though she had always been calm, Matilda's heart couldn't help but tremble, feeling a little uncomfortable, "My sister actually said that there is nothing between them!" I think they are like this, but they have something to do with it? ”

Then Matilda smiled softly again.

Still, it's a lot of fun to talk to.

……………………

While Matilda was still thinking, Charles couldn't think anymore, and he hurried around the hallway and returned to Charlotte's box.

"Ah, Charlotte, how's it going? Has Miss de Beauvang already left? To lighten the mood, he asked questions as soon as he came in, with a smile on his face.

However, Charlotte didn't eat him at all, pulled his tie directly, and then grabbed his ear with her right hand and smacked it hard.

"Ahh

"Happy? Mr? How was the conversation with that lady! Charlotte looked at him viciously.

Because of the horizon, no one in the theater can see this scene, and if anyone knows that this social star is doing this at the moment, I'm afraid many people will be disappointed.

"Don't be angry! That's just my friend's sister! I'm just chatting with her! With great difficulty, Charles pulled Charlotte's hand away and explained to her.

After hearing his explanation, Charlotte's face finally improved a lot and she laughed again. "It's good if you don't, otherwise you know the consequences!"

Then, she closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around Charles' waist tightly.

"Let's go back......" (To be continued......