Marvel's Fantasia

On the following Sunday night, Cynthia knocked on Mrs. Barton's door as promised.

Mrs. Barton opened the door: "Welcome, Cynthia, come in, let's test your voice first."

Mrs. Barton asked Cynthia to sing a few songs, and found that the other party's sense of pitch was not bad, and then tested Cynthia's range. Just as she thought, she said with satisfaction: "Well, yes, I feel your voice when I talk to you. The voice can be cultivated, how about it? Are you interested in learning?"

Cynthia excitedly agreed: "I am willing! Mrs. Barton, I will study hard!"

In this way, Cynthia went to work during the day and went to Mrs. Barton’s house to learn music at night. She also practiced at home when the other party was not free, and her life became much more fulfilling.

Two months passed quickly, and the performance in the auditorium also ushered in the curtain call.Cynthia has learned to read sheet music and can transition between high and low notes freely and smoothly.

The evaluation given by Mrs. Barton is much better than ordinary people, but of course it cannot be compared with professionals.Cynthia is already very satisfied to have such an evaluation, after all, her original level is only at the level of ordinary people.

On this day, Mrs. Barton asked Cynthia: "The performance is over. I will leave New York in half a month. If you want to continue your studies, you can go to Chicago with me. If you have the opportunity, you can also participate in the performance."

Cynthia said that she would think about it and give her an answer in a few days.

When they got home, Cynthia told Annie about it, but Annie refused. She thought it was not safe for Cynthia to go out alone.

But Cynthia really wanted to go, because she had never traveled far before, so she was more eager to see different places, but Annie's worry was not unreasonable, and she couldn't make up her mind for a while.

The next day, Cynthia, who was very preoccupied, came to work in the cake shop. Mrs. Jin saw her absent-mindedness and asked, "Cynthia, you don't seem to be energetic? Is there something wrong?"

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine," Cynthia shook her head and said, "May I ask you a suggestion?"

Mrs. Jin: "Oh? It seems that you have troubles, so please tell me."

After Cynthia told Mrs. Jin about her thoughts and the worries of her family, Mrs. Jin patted her hand lightly and said, "Son, it's a good thing for young people to look outside more. Now you have this We should cherish the opportunity.”

"Besides, you are only 19 years old. Now you shrink back because of this possible danger. Don't you want to go out for the rest of your life? Safety is relative. People may choke to death when they eat? As long as you bring enough protection Weapons, what does it matter if you go out and have a look?"

After hearing Mrs. Jin's words, Cynthia also decided to go out for a walk.Mrs. King said that if Cynthia came back to work, she would still hire her.

It was already the fifth day when Steve knew the news, and there was only one week left before Cynthia left, and she was already packing her luggage.

Steve stood at the door of Cynthia's room, watching her busy packing things, speechless for a while.

Cynthia: "Steve, can you help me find out whether to bring this dress or this one?" Her suitcase is full, and she is now hesitating which dress to keep.

Steve: "Well, the blue one."

Cynthia: "Okay, I also like the blue one better." She said and folded the skirt and put it in the box.

Steve: "Cynthia, remember to call me when you come to Chicago, we will keep in touch so I can know how you are doing and whether you are safe or not."

In this way, Cynthia embarked on a journey to Chicago with Anne and Steve's entrustment.

When we arrived at the hotel, Mrs. Barton said, "Okay, I'm tired after driving all day. You should wash up and rest. Let's go out for a stroll tomorrow. I'll take you to the theater in a few days."

People riding bicycles can be seen everywhere in the streets of Chicago, and the shops on the streets have a wide variety of goods, which look much more prosperous than New York.Having never been to other districts in New York, the little girl from Brooklyn sighed in her heart.

"Hello, Ms. Barton, are you having fun these days?" The man gentlemanly kissed the woman's hand.

Mrs. Button: "Not bad, Mr. Will, thank you for your concern."

"That's good, if you have anything else you need to mention to me, let's go and have a look first," Will said, stretching out his hands and bowing, seeing Cynthia standing behind Mrs. Barton, a little puzzled.

Will: "Hey, Mrs. Barton, is this lady with you?"

Mrs. Barton: "Yes, Mr. Will, this is Cynthia Scott, my student. Cynthia, this is the director of the theater. You can call him Mr. Will."

Mrs. Barton introduced the two to each other, and Will and Cynthia met each other politely, praising each other as worthy of being a student taught by Mrs. Barton, with the same temperament.

Mrs. Barton came to Chicago this time because a theater invited her to be a consultant. The price offered was not low, and all board and lodging were included.After knowing the existence of Cynthia, Will also waved his hand and took care of everything.

In the following days, Cynthia studied with Mrs. Barton, studied music with her when there were classes, and walked around the city when she was free.

One day, when Cynthia passed by an alley, she heard a scolding voice: "Stinky boy, do you want to say it, say it or not!"

The three men punched and kicked the people on the ground, cursing: "If you don't say anything, hit me! Let's see how long he can last!"

Seeing this scene, Cynthia drew her knife when she saw the injustice on the road... No wonder, she is a weak chicken who will not rush to deliver food.Hiding beside the alley and hiding his body, he said loudly: "Yes, Mr. Police, come quickly, this is here! They are beating people!"

A few men heard the voice and looked at the alley, but they didn't see anyone. They were worried that the police would really come, so they hesitated and ran away from the other side.

Cynthia heard that there seemed to be no movement in the alley, but she didn't dare to put her head out to look. She moved a few steps outside and pretended to be passing by. She glanced out of the corner of her eye to make sure that the beating men were not inside, and then went in.

The man on the ground lay motionless, face down, so that Cynthia could not see his appearance clearly.

Cynthia cautiously: "Hello, sir, are you all right?"

The man didn't respond.

Could it be dead? ? !Terrified, Cynthia picked up a small stone from the ground, and pressed it against the injured part of the opponent's back.The man moved his fingers in pain.

As long as you are not dead, Cynthia stroked her little heart and said, "Well, I'll go first, and if you have nothing to do, go away quickly, or it will be bad when those people come back."

Man: "..." Don't you want to help him?