Chapter XXVIII. Jump! Who said the stage is not a battlefield!
This is......
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Yifei's eyes widened.
This familiar white figure.
There seemed to be some familiar sharp eyes.
- It's clearly the dancing swan just now!
But wasn't that just the group of people who took it away?
Why did you run out again and still appear here?
You're eyeing me together?
"Hiss~!" Yifei couldn't help but gasp.
At that moment, Yifei ran back without hesitation, directly entered the Lao Lao Department Store, and bumped into the man in the suit who was looking for a dancing swan and others, which scared everyone a lot.
The man in the suit said, "What a coincidence, we met again." β
Yi Fei twitched the corners of his mouth, raised his hand without looking back, and used his thumb to wave his wings behind him and chase after the dancing swan: "The chief of your family has run away again, please deal with it?" β
"Yes......" The man in the suit was obviously relieved to see the dancing swan chasing Yi Fei back, and with a wave of his hand, a group of people shouting "teacher" rushed up, and at the same time, he himself smiled at Yi Fei and said, "I'm really sorry, teacher, it's causing you trouble again." β
(οΌ a_a) ......
Yifei didn't answer immediately.
Instead, he gave the man in the suit an eight-second death star.
Obviously, the apologies and promises of this group of people are just apologies and promises.
If it weren't for the fact that the object of entanglement was himself, he would now very much like to wish the successful "prison escape" of the dancing swan.
"If you can't keep an eye on the actors in your troupe, I think I can help call the Elven Interpretation Guild."
The Elven Guild of Elves, founded by a world-class elven star Shanaido fifty years ago, will provide necessary assistance to elves who aspire to perform.
Of course, it will also help humans who have hired elves as actors, but cannot effectively restrain them.
But if it comes to this point, it's a bit unseemly.
As soon as the man in the suit heard the words "Elf Interpretation Guild", he waved his hand again and again and said: "Don't worry, there will be no next time, and I will follow the teacher all the way next." β
"Woohoo!!"
At this time, under the encirclement and suppression of a large group of people, the dancing swan still fought his way out of the encirclement against the riot, and stepped on the shoulders of the man in the suit and came to Yifei's body again.
His gaze wandered around Yifei's lower body.
Especially on the PokΓ© Ball on Yifei's belt, he glanced back and forth.
It seems to be picking which one will be more comfortable to live in.
ββ¦β¦ You're going to solve it! β
Yifei's whole person is not good.
The eye knife swished towards the man in the suit.
To be honest, if it weren't for the wrong occasion, I really wanted to throw out the two balls directly, and let Abel Snake and Hakron come out to educate and educate this group of people on what it means to do things.
Taking a deep breath, the man in the suit grabbed the slender neck of the dancing swan directly with one hand, and generously tried to pull the elf away.
A few seconds later.
The man in the suit, who was slapped on the ground by the wings of the dancing swan and didn't get up for a long time, looked at Yifei with tears in his eyes: "Or, can you do me a favor?" β
Dancing Swan: "Woohoo! β
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Twenty minutes later.
Yifei sat in the rest room of the troupe.
looked at the dancing swan that had been secretly looking at him with a complicated expression, and fell into deep thought.
Although he does have a little charm, he should not have reached the point where he can let the dancing swan be embraced so much, so what does it like about himself?
Or...... Change it yourself?
"Woohoo!"
The dancing swan stared at the innocent eyes and looked at Yifei pitifully, trying to fool him around.
"Or ......"
For a moment, Yifei's heart softened.
But then he relented.
Maybe the dancing swan is really tired of performing and wants to find a trainer to become a fighting elf, but it is not suitable for him.
- That trainer won't be himself.
"Fighting for your own future, you can't be blamed for that." Yi Fei sighed, in the end, he still couldn't be completely ruthless in the face of the elves.
But for the sake of himself and the future of the dancing swan, he felt that some things should be made clear as soon as possible - since he decided to refuse, he should not give people unrealistic illusions.
"But I'm sorry...... Dancing Swan, I can't subdue you. β
"Woo Woo ......"
The dancing swan looked at Yifei a little blankly.
It seems that he doesn't understand what the person in front of him is saying.
But the next moment, tears welled up in its eyes.
The 32nd attempt to find yourself a trainer.
Rejected again!
Is there really no way for this goose to get rid of the fate of the dancing swan clan to become dancers, and become the kind of elf he wants to become!
"Woohoo...... Woo Woo ......"
"Oh, don't cry when you dance the swan! I'm just saying we're not a good fit, maybe you'll meet better and more suitable trainers later......"
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In fact, what Yifei wants to say is.
Let the dancing swan not give up the whole sea for the sake of such a tree as himself, and try to find another trainer.
But as he said that, he remembered what the man in the suit said, the swan dance has been tried many times in the past two years, and he said that in the end, he didn't even have the confidence to himself.
If you don't suffer others, don't persuade others to be kind, this is reasonable.
"Dancing Swan ......" Yifei suddenly stood up, slowly walked in front of the dancing swan, looked at its eyes gently and infinitely and said, "There is no fault for working hard for your dreams, you are really good." β
"Although I can't subdue you, I want to say that wanting to be a fighting spirit is not in conflict with being a good dancer."
"Who says the stage isn't a battlefield? Until you meet that destined trainer, live as a dancer and be strict with yourself as a fighting elf. β
The swan dance is thoughtful.
Long.
Under Yifei's sincere gaze, he nodded solemnly.
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Night.
Yifei stayed to watch the musical performance.
Surrounded by neon-lit night and music, swans dance.
He seemed to see the sorrow of a man who had been looking at the lonely moon for a long time.
It is like feeling the loyalty of a person who has never had faith.
"This year's national tour of the PokΓ©mon musical in Laolao Department Store is so beautiful and so lonely."
"Yes, that dancing swan is the chief of this troupe, it's really amazing, it's the first time I've seen such a beautiful and lonely musical."
"True salvation is not the final victory of the battle, but the strength of life and peace of mind can be found in the midst of suffering...... I seem to understand what it's like. β
"If nothing else, let's talk about the performance of the swan dance, which can pass the review with super high scores even in the large-scale celebrations of the annual gorgeous competitions in major regions."
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After the curtain ended, the praise was overwhelming.
Even more than ten minutes after the end, the onlookers were still here to talk about the wonderful performance, and it did not disperse for a long time.
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