- Garanord National Centre for the Performing Arts

"I'm sorry sir, but today is not a public performance day and the theater is closed to the public. The ranger in charge of guarding stopped Andre, who was walking straight into the gate of the "building" covering an area of nearly 50,000 square meters.

"That's right, the Qingsan Mei Theater Troupe, which just got the rehearsal qualification at the theater two months earlier, is my partner. If you have any questions, please ask your administrators. Just say I'm Andrey and they'll understand. ”

The guard stared at the young Son of the Abyss for a few moments, and then, as if he couldn't see the reason for it, he led André into the theater.

The foundations and walls of the entire Bolshoi Theatre are made up of a huge twisted tree root from Garlanord.

The huge wall of the theater is a ring of tree roots rolled into an oval, and the elves have carved out many passages into the "wall" tens of meters high and dozens of meters thick through generations of rest and planning. Many parts of the roots of the trees have been hollowed out into various rooms, and the "light nodules" that should have grown on the canopy are also everywhere in the theater, but they are far less large than the "little suns" on the canopy.

The guards led André to a large room between the passages, where the tiny light nodules made the whole room appear very bright, and the children of the abyss suddenly thought of the laboratory in their dreams.

"Commissioner Atena, this gentleman claims to be a collaborator of the Green Sour Plum Troupe. ”

The young woman who was writing the desk in the room didn't turn her head until the guard said what she meant, and like the ranger in charge of the guard, she stared at Andre in front of her, who was black-haired, black-eyed, slightly pointed, but slightly immature, with a suspicious face, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Are you the alien member that Elvia and their sisters recruited in Andrarui......?"

"No, no, no, you're mistaken. I'm neither a poet nor an actor, I'm a screenwriter. André was terrified of being recognized as a performer, and when each member of a slightly younger group like Qingsan Mei was able to stand on stage alone without repetition for most of the hourglass, mastering two or three instruments was only the foundation of the basics.

Although the Children of the Abyss relied on plagiarism and adaptation to provide them with a unique repertoire, they really did not dare to compare themselves to those poets who had real skills. In front of a half-man like Andrei, every elf poet has plenty of deep confidence to call himself an artist.

"Screenwriter?...... Could it be that you are the screenwriter of 'Green Snake'!?" The beautiful and elegant woman was stunned, but the next words made the ranger who led Andre in a cold sweat for the rest of his life.

"But I heard that the screenwriter of 'Green Snake' is a powerful demon king!?" the look of suspicion on the face of the theater committee member deepened.

The Ranger Guard suddenly clenched the short sword at his waist, and then stared at Andre suspiciously several times, as if he felt that what he saw with his own eyes was the real fact, and then slowly relaxed.

This polite young man in front of him doesn't look like a "powerful demon king" no matter how he looks at it!

"I am André Gesareth, Lord of Andrari, son of the Abyss, author of the script 'The Green Serpent'. The Child of the Abyss explained with a calm face.

If it weren't for the commissioner who knew Elvia to stop him, the ranger would have already fired his bow and pointed the arrow directly at Andrei's head.

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"Great, Your Highness, are you finally free to see us?" the young poet made André feel even a little overzealous, and she affectionately took the arm of the Son of the Abyss, and shook it gently at her side, making others feel as if a young girl was coquettish to her lover.

Elvia Spark arrived in Garlanord on the same boat as Andre and Gru, and the young people who had been traveling through the forest to enrich their experience were confident because of the unique play "Green Snake" by the Children of the Abyss, and these young people felt that with such a good script, they already had the ability to challenge for the audition qualification at the National Centre for the Performing Arts in Garlanord, the most shining temple of the arts.

While André was trying to use various methods to get the elves of Garlanor to accept Andrari, the young poets of "Green Sour Plum" were also trying to show their talents and the special story of twists and turns of love from the other race to the members of the Grand Theater.

The "Green Snake" was originally just a product of Andrei's casual actions in order to dispel Andrari's elves' preconceptions about the emotions of the demons, and he himself did not invest too much energy in it. The poets in Andrari were able to regard it as a treasure only because of the unique human and social environment of the elves. Elven traditions make the vast majority of love in the Whispering Forest plain and sincere. No one will stand in the way of a noble princess falling in love with a commoner, nor will there be a vigorous love between two rival families like Romeo and Juliet. Therefore, the story of "Green Snake" is like a story for the elves who are accustomed to fruits and vegetables, and suddenly one day the food becomes a spicy hot pot, and this story about the retribution and love between different races who hate each other has an incomparably powerful attraction for the young elves!

At the same time, the classics of the original work have injected the core competitiveness of this story into everyone's attention, so it is not surprising that the members of Qingsan Mei want to rely on this "divine drama" to achieve blockbuster results in the art center of the Elven Kingdom and rehearse for this for nearly two months day and night.

"This is Lord Andrea, the talented and intelligent Lord Andrea who wrote the 'Green Snake'!" Elvia excitedly whispered to Commissioner Atena.

I don't know if it was Andrei's delusion, but he always felt that the scrutiny and strangeness in the eyes of this young woman with outstanding temperament looked at him became more and more obvious.

"Can you just promise us, the character of 'Bai' is the only one you can easily show your unique charm to everyone! If you think that the things in the script that make you unhappy are really unacceptable, you can completely let His Highness Andre personally make changes! His Highness is the original author who created it, and he will definitely be able to find the right solution!" Elvia tightened the arm of the Child of the Abyss, and her other hand held the graceful Lady Commissioner, "Please! Mom!"

Andrei suddenly felt a chill rise directly from his heels to the back of his head, his face turned pale, and his stiff movements quickly pulled his arm out of the young poet's arms -- Elvia can be reserved, but he does not dare to make any "scandals" at this juncture because of personal problems! The conservatives who initiated the referendum wish that he would "self-destruct the wall"!

The son of the abyss didn't directly refuse the young poet's intimate gesture just now, but it was because he had a request from the other party, and it was not good to refute her face in public......

In the face of this long-lived race with an extremely loyal emotional outlook, taking advantage of the elf girl is not called taking advantage! That can only be a love debt that cannot be repaid for the rest of his life!

"Just like Elvia said, ma'am. If you don't think anything is good enough, please ask me directly, and I will definitely listen to your opinion!" Andre, locked by Atena's gaze, became more and more bold, as if it was irresponsible for his feelings to forcibly distance himself from Miss Poet in front of his mother.

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Andre, who was pulled by Elvia's sleeve, looked very tormented every time he felt the gaze of the committee member. This journey to the special rehearsal room of Qingsan Mei was only a few hundred meters away, and it seemed as long as an hourglass he had walked. The poet was so excited by the arrival of the "original author" of the script that she even jumped up and down when she walked, and seemed to be completely unaware of the strange atmosphere that pervaded the three of them.

Pulling open a wooden door with a simple and dull pattern of annual rings, Andre saw the long wavy hair that seemed to be shrouded in water light ripples at first glance.

"Your Highness Andre!" Then the blue petite figure rushed into the arms of the Son of the Abyss in full view of everyone, "Dai Wei thought that Your Highness didn't want me anymore!"

The little princess of the Sea Clan flashed her eyes as the same color as the sea under the scorching sun by the sea, and her little face was full of antiquation to charm all beings.

This time, not only Elvia's mother, but everyone in the rehearsal room looked at the new face who had just joined with a strange gaze - there were more elves who were completely unknown to Andre than just the members of Qingsan Plum.

The Children of the Abyss felt that if they could see the value of their "prestige" in the hearts of these onlookers, there would be no doubt that the word "disdain" would be marked on it.

I'm really not interested in young girls at all! Although Livia is very young, she has a lot of what a woman should have!

The bitter Andrei screamed in the depths of his heart......