After Barnard left, Brian, who had kept himself transparent, stood up.

Just now, when he saw that the two were chatting hotly, he didn't bother, but sat at the counter alone and read the novel called "Sea Adventure".

The novel tells the story of an adventurer who ventures on the sea in the first person.

This one seems to sound very ordinary and popular, but just at the beginning, this cliché story attracted him

Because in the first volume of the novel, there is a mention of a legendary creature such as a beautiful fish.

And Brian, who has been in the performance troupe for so long, naturally knows that mermaids are not legends, they are real.

This made him interested in watching it.

In the novel, it is described in detail how the beautiful fish uses her beauty and singing voice to deceive, lure, and kill passing humans, causing the ship to sink......

Bidding farewell to the plot of the novel for a while, Brian looked at Arnold and asked with a little curiosity and confusion: "I remember that you should have only met Master Barnard once, why did you look so kind, like an old friend who has not seen you for a long time?" ”

Arnold stretched out his right hand and said helplessly and proudly: "This is the resonance of the soul......"

The corners of Brian's mouth twitched, and he asked again, "The opportunity you mentioned earlier was Master Barnard?" Do you want to 'perform' that piano piece? ”

"But shouldn't 'Midnight Poet' be a poetry recitation?"

"That's what I thought at first, and I've been uncomfortable for a long time, because no one wants to look at a person standing on the stage and chanting poetry!"

Arnold leaned one hand against the counter and slowly began to answer: "But that brief play at the Huntington house changed my train of thought......"

"I could clearly feel and resonate with the emotions of the audience when I was playing that day, and then I understood what the 'Midnight Poet's 'performance' was for and how it should be done......

He paused, and then continued, somewhat mysteriously, "It's about resonating with enough emotions and then drawing strength from them. And the 'performance' process of the profession itself is actually an old way. ”

Brian blinked, not too understanding

"I'll give you a simple example." Arnold thought about it and immediately changed his explanation:

"The 'Midnight Poet' needs to resonate with emotions to be fully mastered, so a long time ago, in the era when there was no poetry and music, the 'Midnight Poet' could only rely on language that could move emotions to obtain emotions, and such language was later defined as poetry!"

"In other words, the knowledge about 'acting' that the profession feedback is actually a long time ago, when there was poetry but no music."

"To put it more simply, the knowledge mastered after becoming an extraordinary profession has not been updated!"

"This ......" Brian understood, his mouth wide open, and he was very surprised by such a statement.

Combined with Arnold's previous remark that "in the occult, there are usually multiple processes for the same outcome", Brian has his own understanding.

That is, the 'performance' is regarded as the end, and at the same time, there are many paths and many choices on the way to the end, and the first person to go to the end has a map to reach the end.

Slowly, more people went to the end, and more roads were developed, and eventually later generations chose the nearest of them, and it became widely spread.

This principle makes sense and is well understood, but the question arises, that is, who made the final choice, erasing the original path and replacing it with a more recent and newer path.

Who could it be? Gods?

"Looks like you're hearing something wrong with that." Arnold saw that Brian was in a long thought, so he smiled: "Actually, there is more than one such question, you think about the magician......

"There was no such thing as a magician before!" Brian was instantly frightened into a cold sweat.

Arnold patted his friend on the shoulder and comforted, "Don't worry, this change is essentially good, isn't it?" ”

Brian gradually calmed down and felt that what he said was right, but ......

"What if it's deliberately changed for the worse? What will be the impact? ”

"Maybe people in that profession will go crazy or ......die when they 'perform'," Arnold touched his chin and recalled for a while: "But after so many years, problems will always be discovered, don't scare yourself." ”

"Hmm......" Brian nodded slightly.

At this time, there was a knock on the door not far away.

Someone else is coming.

The two men who were talking looked over and saw a young man with blond hair and golden eyes walking in.

"Miles? What are you doing here? Brian bewildered.

It was none other than Miles Huntington, the young man who invited Brian to his house to perform.

He looked surprised and excited at first, and then hurriedly smiled: "Mr. Brian, I can count on you!" ”

Miles trotted to the counter and came to the two of them: "After the show that day, you left without saying anything, and I didn't have time to give you the money!" ”

"That's what I'm looking for you for!"

As he spoke, he took out a stack of bills from his bag and handed them to Brian.

Brian took it as a matter of course, but immediately felt that the thickness of the banknote was wrong, as if it was too much.

He nodded, and then asked puzzledly, "Didn't you agree on 20 pounds?" How did you get an extra £80? I think you guys should have a hard time, right, so much money? ”

Miles took a deep breath, bent down and said guiltily: "The extra is to thank you for your help to my father, I was still suspicious of you at the time, sorry Mr. Brian!" ”

"There's nothing to apologize for, hurry up!" Brian hurriedly walked out of the counter and helped Miles up.

"Let's talk about this money, otherwise I won't take it."

Miles straightened up, and seeing that Brian didn't care at all, the guilt in his heart deepened.

He rubbed his eyes seemingly naturally, and explained the reason: "My family's property was divided equally by one of my brothers and sisters after my father became seriously ill, and I didn't leave it to the family at all, so naturally I couldn't get the money." ”

"But after the earthquake, my brother and sister died in the earthquake, and my father's illness was cured because of you...... It's so easy to take it back! ”

"Two days ago, my father and I were rebuilding the shops and providing some help to the 'Earthquake Reconstruction Association', so we waited until today to find you......"

Brian listened in a trance, a bit like listening to a story.

It's too bizarre, too coincidental.

"Since that's the case, then I'll take the money?" Brian asked, trying to test Miles' expression

If you don't take it from him, just the agreed 20 pounds.

"Please be sure to accept it, this is a little bit of my father and I's heart." Miles had a normal expression and wanted to give the money away.