I am a good person from Genshin Impact, but the system wants to expose me

"Puff Opera?"

Hometown stared at the banner above his head, pondered for a moment and then let out a long sigh.

On the contrary, Ying couldn't understand his expression.

"Why do you act like "that's it"? Have you ever seen this opera company perform as an audience member? "

"As an audience, not really." He smiled deliberately and shook his head.

"Then you show such an expression? Let's go and meet their person in charge."

Ying rolled her eyes at him and walked in. After explaining her purpose to a little girl guarding the door, the two of them were led to the tea room.

The person in charge is an old man in his sixties, with gray hair but a rosy complexion. He is in good spirits and wears classic Fontaine aristocratic costumes, but those are just props and costumes for the performance, and he is not a Fontaine aristocrat.

The other party warmly and seriously welcomed his hometown and shadow. The reception was not tea, but coffee and pastries.

Ying buried her head and stared closely at the rich liquid. Rather than saying it was a drink, her first impression was that it was more like some kind of soup, which was mellower and richer.

She gently picked it up and took a sip, completely ignoring the sugar and milk on the tray.

"Well!!"

The bitter taste exploded in her mouth instantly, and her usually cold face suddenly showed a rich expression that she had never seen before.

"..."

The old man frowned.

Guliu waved to him awkwardly: "I'm sorry, my sister comes from the country and has never drank coffee."

"What do you mean?"

Shadow came closer to him.

"It means that you have a beauty that has not been polluted by secular society, just like the loneliest star in the sky, the most beautiful shell on the seaside, and the warmest light in the night."

As he said that, Guliu handed the cake in front of him to her mouth and said softly, "It's too bitter, isn't it? Just eat it with the dessert, and I'll give you mine too."

Stars, shells, lights, me?

Shadow looked at him, tears quietly filling his eyes, and then shook his head.

"Not bitter? Then why do you look so ugly?"

Guliu frowned, picked up his own coffee and took a sip. It was as if his tongue had been inserted into the heart of Qingxin that had been dried and ground into powder. It was extremely bitter.

"Isn't this bitter?" He glared at Ying.

"Sweet, here."

Ying raised his slender fingers and gently touched his heart.

"..."

Hometown shuddered, the shadow must have been taught by the Son of God to become like this.

"Cough cough..."

The old man coughed twice.

Ying glanced at him with a fierce look in his eyes. He raised his hand to hold it from his chest and made a slow movement to draw out the sword. Suddenly, dark clouds filled the room and thunder rolled.

I wiped away the cold sweat in my hometown, it won’t happen, it won’t happen.

"The two brothers and sisters look really happy. It just so happens that in the play we are auditioning this time, the protagonists are also a brother and sister. I believe you will like it."

The old man continued.

Ying withdrew a handful of "Dream Yixin", and the dark clouds outside the house dispersed, and the sky cleared up instantly and became cloudless.

.

After all, no one finished the coffee in front of them. After finishing the dessert, they returned to the topic.

"Thank you very much for taking the time to come to our opera company. Our Puff Opera Company originated from Fontaine. It was founded to celebrate the 400th anniversary of the succession of the water goddess Funina. It was founded by the founder: Mr. Buming. It has been 95 years of history,

Although the two countries are geographically far apart, this is exactly the purpose of our opera house, to spread the charm of Lady Funina across the borders of Teyvat!

At the same time, adhering to the attitude of cultural exchange, we would like to apply for a venue in your country as a stage for trial performances, as well as some publicity and cooperation matters are also on the agenda. "

Later, the person in charge brought the two people into the rehearsal site. There were about twenty or thirty people busy, some were setting up the venue, some were discussing the script, and some were designing makeup.

It seems that they are determined to do this trial performance at Inazuma.

I am quite curious about this new form of artistic performance.

"what are these?"

She picked up a light brick.

The person in charge explained patiently: "There is a scene in this play where the heroine accidentally hits the hero on the head with a brick. This brick is a prop, so that the performance can be the most realistic!"

"reality?"

"Yes, a new round of rehearsals will begin soon. You two can watch it. I guarantee that this show will show you the professionalism of our troupe. There is no way you can refuse such an excellent artistic team!"

The old man is full of confidence

"Ah."

Ying nodded, but he couldn't figure it out in his heart. If for the sake of authenticity, shouldn't he use real bricks? Were they negligent?

"Hometown, do you have any bricks?"

"..."

Guliu looked at her blankly. Although he didn't know why, he took out a brick from his bag.

"Give."

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[Navia: Why would someone carry bricks with them? 】

[Bai Xun: It’s normal. When you have a backpack with almost unlimited capacity, you can’t help but stuff a lot of weird things into it. 】

[Paimon: Yes, yes, the traveler's bag contains more than a hundred cabbages, more than 400 sunflower seeds, 800 Qiuqiu masks, and more than a thousand photos of girls. Everything is included except Mora. 】

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on the screen.

A new round of rehearsals began.

As the beautifully dressed girl slowly enters the scene, the plot gradually unfolds.

"The breeze was blowing. On the carriage, Kong reached out to catch his sister. Their faces were filled with youthful vitality, just like the most innocent boy and girl in the painting."

"The two walked into this water city: Fontaine one after another. They were surrounded by the sounds of seabirds and the whistles of ships in the distance. They came to the edge of the city and spent their remaining money to buy a house. It’s a small house, with one living room, one bedroom, one kitchen and one bathroom.”

"The younger sister is fearful of strangers, gentle and charming, and the elder brother is talkative and very popular. The two of them gradually integrated into the place, made friends, and formed a circle. Their lives gradually got on track, but their relationship quietly went off the rails."

""Sora, for you, the scenery outside is just a part of your world, but for me, you are my whole world. "

Ying held Sora's hand and talked under the moonlight.

"Ying, I will always...be with you."

Sora held her in his arms. "

"However, their relationship is difficult and unacceptable. Even both parties will be shaken. The conflict eventually broke out..."

"Ying picked up the brick angrily: "Empty! You disappoint me so much. Go away and don't come back again. I don't love you anymore! I will raise our child alone! "

Ying weighed the bricks and felt that the weight was a little wrong. He frowned and looked at the audience. What he got was the affirmative look from the group leader.

So she threw the brick and hit it in the air, only to hear an "ouch" sound - the air died, and the whole play ended. "

"Male protagonist? Male protagonist, wake up! It's time to wake up!"

"..."

"what happened?"

Everyone gathered around and exclaimed, "Damn it, who told you to throw away real bricks? They are solid bricks of such hard quality!"

Rumbling, footsteps became a mess, and soon, the male protagonist was carried away on a stretcher and rescued. His life was saved, but he was left with a psychological shadow, and he would never play the male protagonist again.

"Are you serious? This troupe is quite ruthless."

Guliu sighed and turned to look at the dumbfounded figure beside him, "What's wrong? This expression... wait... that brick won't..."

Ying took his hand and urged: "I don't know, let's go, let's go to Wuyouting for dinner, my hometown."