Extra! The Italian fleet arrived in Hamburg today to conduct joint exercises with the Imperial High Seas Fleet in the Baltic Sea, and the Minister of the Navy, Alfred von Tirpitz, said that this was the beginning of a new maritime era; Germany, will get "turf in the sun".

Note: "Turf in the sun" refers to colonies.

Extra! Three days ago, the British government issued a statement on the elimination of the rebel parties in Scotland, and called on all the people who have been deceived by the rebel parties to lay down their arms and surrender as soon as possible.

The newsboy held the newly arrived newspaper and sold it in the street.

A stranger in a fisherman's hat hurried through the crowd when the public carriage in front of him accidentally collided with another carriage crossing the intersection.

The drivers jumped down, brandished their whips in their hands, and sprayed each other's saliva.

The whole street was paralyzed for a while.

People cursed and complained, but nothing could be done about it.

The air in Hamburg is terrible, certainly stronger than that of London, but it is only limited.

The sky was gray, and the clouds seemed to be covered with a torrential rain.

But the mood of the sub-personality is still very good, it is difficult to breathe, and everything around him looks extraordinarily fresh.

"You know, it's not like Donghua at all.

When I went to Beijing with my father to report on work, I visited Shuncheonfu, and even in the capital, it was still very backward.

There were no factories there, there was little communication with the outside world, and the officials were full of dreams of a heavenly kingdom, and they were never willing to open their eyes to the world. ”

"I wanted to change all this, at least to be able to make the country rich and strong, so I asked my father to go to the ocean and come to the United Kingdom, which is recognized as the number one power in the world, to study."

"Because I'm really worried that one day, Donghua will be reduced to a feast on the table of the great powers, as you remember."

Zhang Huaisheng couldn't help but look sideways: "It turns out that you still have this kind of ambition?" I thought you only had love and love in your head. ”

"People always change."

The deputy personality sighed lightly: "When the Queen Mother's regent came to China and the new policy was abolished, I realized that I couldn't change Donghua at all.

All my relatives have become martyrs, and in fact, so have the original owner... Theresa is only one thing left on my mind now. ”

Because you have lost everything, do you cherish the only ones you have left?

Zhang Huaisheng was a little silent.

He seems to have some understanding of the psychology of the parapersonality.

Thunderbolt –

Like the sound of glass breaking, he could clearly feel that his spirituality had improved again, and he had made new progress in playing the role of twins.

"It will always get better, Donghua is the best nation in the world, even if it sinks for a while, sooner or later it will rise again in the world."

"Just like you remember?"

"yes, just like I remember."

The deputy let out a sigh of relief, and his steps became more and more brisk.

...

Feld Avenue is an old neighborhood with congested roads and old buildings.

But it's still bustling.

There are a variety of food stalls and handicraft shops along the road.

At the entrance of the opera house, the nuns in black were gathering.

Before the opera began, the nuns gathered in groups of three or five, received pocket money from Teresa, and patronized the stalls.

Teresa and some of the older nuns watch over the younger nuns to prevent them from going crazy and getting lost.

The dress of the clergy does not make the bad guys look away from them.

In this era, people's belief in the gods has been very shallow, and interests and wealth have gradually grown into new beliefs.

Of course, the Congregation of Calamity is not just a group of nuns, but the male monks do not stay in the women's congregation, and have another place to practice.

Teresa stood in the doorway of the opera house, looking at the poster of the upcoming "Fidelio" opera.

The main body of the picture is a prison-like cage, with a man and a woman inside and outside the cage, reaching out to each other.

She knew that the men and women were the male and female protagonists of Fidelio's operas: Florenstein and Leonora.

Two people love each other, but they have to be separated from each other.

But the strong Leonora did not give up, but chose to disguise herself as a man, assumed the alias of Federio, and infiltrated the prison as an assistant to the jailer.

After many hardships, he finally helped her husband Florenstein escape from prison.

The story is very old-fashioned, but Theresa looked at the poster with a somewhat stupid look in her eyes.

She subconsciously raised her hand, wanting to caress the old poster with yellowed corners and slightly upturned, but the cuffs slipped off, revealing her thin fingers.

Her body trembled slightly, and she quickly pulled it away.

Alas-

A soft sigh.

Bell –

With a bell ringing.

The opera is about to begin.

The guardrail at the entrance of the theater was lifted, and guests began to line up to buy tickets in an orderly manner to enter the theater.

There aren't many guests, and they're generally old.

For the vast majority of young Germans, they are tired of watching this old opera, even if it is the only opera work of St. Beethoven in Germania.

Teresa buys tickets for the nuns one by one, takes them to the theater, and finally plans to enter.

As she entered the door, she subconsciously looked behind her.

Then he felt that his behavior was ridiculous, he had more important things to do, where did he have the kung fu to get here... Besides, he didn't know which theater he was in.

"Hey, you can't get in yet, the ticket inspection is over."

The conductor looked impatiently at the nun, who had been standing in the doorway and looking back for a long time, and she was already planning to close the guardrail and return to the lounge to read a novel.

"The Buddenbrocks" - she borrowed a hardcover from a friend with great difficulty.

"Well, of course."

Teresa came to her senses and was about to go inside.

"Teresa!"

She suddenly heard a familiar voice calling out to her behind her, and she froze in place.

She had some suspicions that it was a hallucination, but she still looked back at it for the first time.

There was a sea of people, and her eyes immediately caught the man standing in the crowd, standing high on tiptoe and waving to her.

The man squeezed his way through the crowd with great difficulty, and pressed the brim of his hat with one hand, a little embarrassed—for fear that it would be rubbed off.

The other hand is holding the wallet, looking miserly for fear of being stolen.

He glanced at the sign with the ticket price written on it, gestured to the conductor and said, "Sorry, I'm late, please bring me two tickets." ”

Teresa hurriedly took out the ticket in her hand: "One is enough." ”

The man smiled apologetically at her, then grabbed her arm and, amid the impatience on the conductor's face, quickly walked into the opera house.

Teresa was a little dazed, she could feel the warmth of the man's palm, it was familiar, but because of the long time, it was a somewhat unfamiliar temperature.