[Rebirth] King of Theater

Madame Sylvie was in a very restless mood.

When a boy grows up, he will inevitably marry a wife and have children. For this, she has long been prepared in her heart.

If Al brightly leads his girlfriend, that is, his future wife, to come to her, and honestly wants to spend the rest of his life with him...

Then, despite all kinds of dissatisfaction in her heart, she will still follow the tradition, give blessings first, and then agree to leave for the young couple to form their own new family.

But the problem is...

Al didn't seem to intend to introduce the woman to him.

"Are you afraid that I will embarrass him? Or does that woman not want to see me at all?"

Mrs. Sylvie could not help thinking wildly.

She couldn't help but get angry when she thought that the son she had worked so hard to raise might despise herself for a woman who didn't know if she would be his wife, or simply leave her mother and family aside. and sad.

"But what kind of woman would it be?"

Mrs. Sylvie couldn't help guessing repeatedly in her heart.

At this time, she knew very well that the fragile son who was born prematurely, was thin, was like a kitten, and seemed to be too young to raise, had already grown into a handsome and reliable man without knowing it.

Now, except for his short stature, he has almost no major shortcomings. Even the wild cat-like green eyes that seemed a little scary when he was a child, now look mysterious and beautiful.What's more, he is still very smart and capable, not to mention making money, he has always been considerate, and he is very patient, respectful and tolerant towards women...

No matter how you think about it, this is a man worthy of a woman's firm grasp.

It's just that good women are usually passive and stupid, and only those bad women are the best at seducing men.

Madame Sylvie therefore decided that she was a villainous woman of skill.

Then, she couldn't help feeling infinitely distressed: "Instigating a man and his own family status, seducing a son away from his mother. Ah, this must be a very unruly woman. She confused and played with my poor son! "

Out of this weird conjecture...

Mrs. Sylvie, who has always been afraid of contacting the outside world, went out rarely. With the English she had learned so hard, according to the address of the new home that Al mentioned in a few words before, she asked people for directions all the way, and slowly found it.

She didn't want to do anything.

After all, from the previous incident of "being bullied by that scoundrel Tabor for so long, and being so stupid that she doesn't know anything", it can be seen that this Mrs. Sylvie, who always cries and makes trouble with her son, just looks powerful. In fact, the essence is that of an ordinary housewife, who is powerless to fight back when she really faces other people's bad intentions and malice.

So, she just wanted to sneak a peek.

As for what to do after reading it...

Unfortunately.

She didn't think about it for a while.

Al knew nothing about it.

He recently retreated completely to write scripts.

It can be said that, except for some necessary trips...

He spends almost every minute on creation.

But the beginning of everything is difficult.

Sorting out thoughts from the messy materials is like accidentally wandering into the Amazon rainforest, and finding a way out all the way, just think about it, and you will know how difficult this process is.

In the process, he will inevitably be disturbed by some negative emotions.

For example, "I'm really not a genius."

Although this sentence came out of nowhere...

But inside it hides his deep thoughts.

After all, Randy always liked to think of him as a genius of his own class.

But only Al knew that he was just taking advantage of living so many years in his previous life, and he was not a genius at all.

In this way, every time you encounter setbacks...

Although he won't be discouraged, if the 'genius' Randy happens to be by his side, he will inevitably feel a kind of embarrassment and guilt of 'revealing his true form'.

Fortunately, Randy comes with a super thick filter that is invincible.

No matter how difficult and difficult Al was when he wrote the script, he never had the idea that 'this guy is not a genius at all'.

On the contrary, he could show a special understanding of Al's words, and comforted him: "I understand your feelings, Mozart said similar things before, I spend eight hours a day practicing the piano, but people use genius Those two words sum up all my hard work."

Al: ...Pah!People like you who can write a song in 3 minutes don't understand anything!

But in any case, these words successfully calmed his restless mood on the other hand, and he could barely comfort himself: "Yes, Mozart still needs to spend eight hours practicing the piano! Even if it takes me two months to write a scene The plot is not too slow."

So he continued to write.

Due to limited ability, I simply don't consider any technical and structural issues, such as when the actors will step off the stage to change their costumes, when the stage scenery will be changed, how to connect the aria and the aria without appearing out of balance, It can also be connected from beginning to end, etc., and I will think about it later. What I have to do now is to write out the outline first, and then, add a little bit of filling...

He was so absorbed in this that he couldn't care about anything else.

Randy, who liked cooking very much, took over the kitchen silently and began to go out regularly to buy fresh ingredients. Then, he cooked on time and never tired of it, and fed the people he liked...

So, after finding it with great difficulty, Mrs. Sylvie hid and peeked for several days in a row, but only saw this beautiful man with blond hair and blue eyes going in and out every day.Occasionally, when my son finally goes out, it's just the two of them talking and laughing together, as if they are very close to each other.

As for the bad woman in my imagination...

Not even a single strand of hair was seen!

She was very confused for a moment: "Could it be that Al didn't lie to me, he really moved only for work and entertaining friends."

However, just when she was ashamed and felt that she misunderstood her son and wanted to sneak back home, she just pretended that she had never been here...

His son suddenly embraced that beautiful man and kissed him.

If it's just cuddling and hugging, you can deceive yourself that it's just good friends and good brothers.

But if it's the latter, it can actually be said that the relationship is too good or something... Well, I can't make it up.These two people have such a fierce posture, insisting that they are good friends and good brothers is a bit too self-deceiving, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a serious relationship between friends and brothers, does it?

"Ah, god damn it!"

Madame Sylvie opened her mouth wide in horror, and stood there, staring in front of her for a long while.

Moreover, she tried to keep her eyes wide open, hoping that everything in front of her eyes was an illusion, like some kind of illusory thing made by a troublemaker to deceive people, and as long as she spit, she could immediately decipher it, making everything in front of her eyes blurry. Turned into smoke...

But this folk method is completely unreliable.

No matter what she did, the 'devil's illusion' did not disappear.