Personality V: I will save everything

"Are you...really...so sure...that this will do?" Norton's eyes widened, staring in astonishment at the tattered phonograph in front of him that looked like it would fall apart at the slightest gust of wind. His facial muscles twitched slightly, and he pointed a finger at the thing that looked like it would be scrapped at any moment.

At this time, Alva and Lucchino, who were standing aside, looked at each other, and both of them looked a little embarrassed. After a while, Alva stammered and said, "Actually... to be honest, we don't know for sure!"

You know, Alva is a well-known and top figure in the field of physics; and Lucchino is also a highly respected expert in the industry. However, even these two powerful people felt helpless when faced with the broken phonograph in front of them.

They had tried their best to repair it, but as the saying goes, a good cook cannot cook without rice. Without the right tools and the lack of key parts to replace, no matter how hard they racked their brains and worked, the phonograph could not be restored to a satisfactory state.

Although he knew the dilemma they were facing, Norton still folded his arms and silently moved away from the phonograph. This was because he had a vague ominous premonition that this seemingly quiet phonograph might suddenly emit a thick black smoke at any time, and then fall apart and completely fall apart on the spot.

"It seems that there is really nothing we can do, right, Alva?" Lucino stared at Alva in front of him with a serious expression and asked softly.

"Yes, that's right." Alva nodded slightly, agreeing with Luchino's opinion. Indeed, the current situation has reached a dead end, and this is probably the last resort that can be thought of in desperation.

"So, what are you going to do?"

It turns out that when all conventional methods have failed, these desperate scientific researchers finally have to use their best trick - that is, to bow down devoutly to the malfunctioning instrument and pray for a miracle.

Norton: (=_=)

My goodness, are you really at your wits’ end and have to start praying to God?

But is there a better way than this?

..........At least not Norton.

Norton walked forward and joined the group worshipping the phonograph.

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That night, the night was as dark as ink, so thick that it seemed like water could drip out of it. The whole world was shrouded in darkness, with only the faint moonlight shining through the clouds, casting a pale glow.

I don't know if it was the incredible kneeling of three people during the day that had an effect. All in all, the old phonograph didn't have any major problems. Although it made a few strange noises from time to time, it was generally able to maintain normal use.

"Probably... there shouldn't be any more problems." One of them muttered quietly, with a hint of uncertainty and worry in his eyes. The other two looked at each other, and they saw the same guilty conscience and uneasiness in each other's eyes. After all, for this mysterious and strange phonograph, none of them could really figure out its temperament.

However, the show had already begun and the arrow had to be shot. Although they were extremely nervous, they had no choice but to continue.

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Fortunately, when the performance really started, the phonograph seemed to really understand what Lucchino and the others said during the day. It played the music perfectly throughout the whole process without any problems.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to watch our performance!"

As Mike spoke, the salutes prepared around him even sprayed streamers at him.

The audience in the audience clapped in unison with the microphone.

But in fact, what they want to ask is...

"Is there any host who gives an opening speech while riding a unicycle?" asked the vanguard, who he felt was the most likely person among all the people present to have experienced a stage opening speech.

"I don't know. Anyway, I've never been like this before." The acrobat said truthfully.

The fluttering ribbons, flashing lights and the "self" riding the unicycle on the stage make the acrobats feel like they are dreaming back to the hustle and bustle, but unfortunately they will never go back to that place again.

After Mike finished his opening remarks, he quietly stepped aside.

Normally, when the host gracefully steps aside, common sense would dictate that the heavy curtain behind him slowly open, unveiling the mystery of the exciting show that is about to take place.

However, what was surprising was that at this moment the curtain did not move at all, as if it was firmly bound by an invisible force.

Even the microphone that was supposed to transmit clear sound seemed to be frightened by this sudden situation and became silent, losing its former agility for a moment.

Mike reached out his hand in panic, trying to pull the curtain, but no matter how hard he tried, the curtain remained like an indestructible fortress and did not respond.

At this moment, a sharp sarcastic voice came from the audience: "Hey! Look, the show hasn't even started yet, is it going to end so abruptly? It's really beautiful!" The person who spoke was the lawyer with a look of disdain. The corners of his mouth raised, revealing a scornful smile.

But just when everyone thought that this opening ceremony was destined to end in embarrassment, an unexpected scene occurred. A figure shot out from the backstage like lightning. This person was none other than Naib.

He was agile and did backflips continuously along the way, like a shining meteor across the sky, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

In the blink of an eye, Naib had come to the side of the stage. Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and tightly grasped the rope controlling the curtain, then pulled it with all his strength. In an instant, accompanied by a low friction sound, the curtain finally slowly opened, and the stage officially appeared in front of the audience.

I have to say that this unique opening method is indeed quite creative, if we ignore Naib's serious and unsmiling expression.

The clothes he wore were extremely gorgeous, decorated with various exquisite patterns and decorations, and had a hint of ridiculousness.

But in sharp contrast, his face was still tense, even slightly drooping, as if he was indifferent to everything around him.

This strange combination makes people feel a little out of place, and they wonder in their hearts: Is this guy here to make people laugh or to perform seriously?

Naib: (‵∧′)

How should I put it? It was obvious at a glance that he was dragged here by force.

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"Who can come and save me? What is going on?" Qiu Ke gritted his teeth anxiously, muttering in a low voice, a thin layer of sweat already appearing on his forehead.

You know, he originally only needed to stand quietly backstage and hand the necessary props to the actors on stage. But now, things have completely gone off the track.

Originally, all performances were carried out in an orderly manner according to a carefully planned process.

Frederick and his group were the first to perform. They brought a wonderful musical performance. The beautiful melody seemed to penetrate people's souls and intoxicated every audience member. When the musical performance ended, it was Natasha and Valletta's turn to perform.

The two will each showcase their exquisite solo dance skills and conquer the audience with their graceful dance moves. Finally, they will work together again to perform an even more stunning duet dance, bringing the entire performance to a climax.

But plans can't keep up with changes. Everything went well for Natasha's solo dance, but when it was Violetta's turn, something went wrong.

Remember the night before that remarkable performance when Violetta lent her precious prosthesis to the spider without hesitation?

However, just before she was about to step onto the stage, Violetta suddenly realized that there seemed to be a slight problem with her left leg prosthesis. According to common sense, if she could quickly run to replace the spare prosthesis, there should be more than enough time. But fate always likes to play tricks on people. At this moment, the only spare prosthesis happened to be with the spider!

Violetta thought to herself: Maybe if she could control her movements after going on stage and not be too intense, this little flaw wouldn't have much of an impact. Unfortunately, she still overestimated the endurance of this prosthesis.

Seeing that Valletta's body began to shake, it seemed that she would fall heavily to the ground in the next moment. I don't know if there was someone pushing her from behind, but at this critical moment, I saw Joke flying out like an arrow from a bow. He rushed forward with lightning speed and hugged Valletta tightly, successfully preventing her from having a close contact with the ground.

Valletta and Joke stared at each other blankly for a full second, as if the whole world had frozen at that moment. But soon, they came back to their senses as if awakened from a dream.

Then, as if driven by some mysterious force, Violetta raised her hands backwards and straightened her body suddenly.

At the same time, she and Jake coordinated their rhythms with each other in perfect harmony, instantly transforming into a pair of dancing elves, performing a beautiful dance together in the center of the stage.

Thanks to Natasha for putting makeup on Joke during the day. If he had worn ordinary clothes, others would have been able to tell at a glance that it was a stage accident.

Fortunately, he not only had makeup on his face, but he was also wearing colorful clothes.

Coupled with the little trick that Mike and Naib performed at the opening just now, they deliberately pretended to make a mistake, which led to a bigger climax in the performance.

With the lessons learned from the past, everyone thought this was just a performance design.

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It may be hard for you to believe, but in fact, the crazy clown also came to watch the show. However, he did not come to the garden. He just stood in a building near the garden and watched from afar.

Looking down, seeing Jack and Valletta performing together on the stage reminded the clown of the past.

But it wasn't a good memory...

"Ah!" With a shrill scream, the Weeping Clown was mercilessly pushed to the ground by the crowd like a withered leaf. His thin body collided with the hard ground with a dull sound, raising a cloud of dust.

The spider, who was not far from him, was extremely anxious when he saw this. He quickly stretched out his trembling hands and tried to help the crying clown up. After some effort, he finally helped him up from the cold ground.

However, the Crying Clown was in a very bad condition at this moment. His prosthesis had been forcibly removed by the group of vicious people in the chaos just now, and he had lost the ability to support his body to stand. So even with the help of the spider, he could only sit up with difficulty.

"Hahaha, look at how miserable these two guys are now!" The crowd burst into laughter.

One of them pointed at the Weeping Clown and the Spider and laughed, "One is weird-looking, and the other is a complete cripple. They are really a match made in heaven!"

Another person immediately echoed, "That's right! In my opinion, it would be better to let them mate. Maybe they can create a monster that is more deformed and terrifying than them!" After that, another burst of creepy laughter resounded around.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!" The shrill laughter was like a sharp dagger, ruthlessly stabbing into the already broken hearts of the Crying Clown and Spider.

End of memories......

While watching Jack and Violetta working together to put on a normal and elegant performance for the audience in the garden downstairs, the clown, who should have been angry and jealous, somehow felt a little comforted in his heart.