[Rebirth] King of Theater

"Sorry, Luke." Although Al didn't pay attention for a while, he accidentally laughed.

But he soon realized that his excessive behavior might hurt the self-esteem of his friends, and hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "Faust is not an actor, he is a character in Goethe's poetic drama, and that poetic drama is probably A story about a man who sold his soul to the devil, but Randy and I were just discussing the devil whose name I couldn't remember..."

"It's Mephistopheles, my dear."

Randy didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he interjected again: "Actually, in the works, although the image of Mephistopheles represents the evil that leads people to fall, I don't quite agree with this point. The fall of man and the devil What does it matter? It’s just that he can’t control his own desires, so he entrusts his sins to the devil in order to seek spiritual liberation. So, although this is a negative character, to me, he has sharp eyes and sharp words, Instead, it indirectly exposes the dark side of human society from another angle, and I like this devil very much."

"You're right, but I'm not as absolute as you. I like the devil, and I like Faust." Al was accidentally led astray by him again.

He couldn't help interjecting with enthusiasm: "Do you still remember the part where Faust and the devil ride a night ride together? In the opera "Faust", the music here is Master Liszt's "Memphis." Special Waltz, it is really wonderful! Good and ugly, evil and justice, if the devil is evil at the beginning, Faust is good, but when Faust begins to fall, the concept that the devil occasionally reveals faintly A little bit of goodness that shouldn't have been done, the difference between truth and absurdity is really only one step!"

"Well said!" Randy praised.

Then he starts talking about the symbolism of the characters of Faust and the devil Mephistopheles and all that.

After the two of them said this for about ten minutes...

Randy glanced at the gradually darkening sky and sighed, "I didn't expect it to be so late."

"Yes." Al couldn't help but also looked at the sky, feeling a little unfinished for a while.

Randy looked at him with smiling blue eyes, and whispered softly: "Verweiledoch, Dubistssosch?n!【Note 1】"

If!

Luke's initial state was "I understand every word you speak, but I don't even know what you are talking about".

So now...

great!

He found that he couldn't even understand the words!He could only stare, and thought in his heart angrily: "Is this blond, blue-eyed, white-skinned kid really human? What the hell are you talking about?"

Unfortunately, Al obviously understood, and actually showed a very happy smile.

Then, he and Randy said a few more words, and due to time constraints, they finally bid farewell to each other.

Luke stood aside silently, watching all this, without speaking.

After Al sent Randy away, he turned his head happily, only to realize that his friend had been left out for a long time. Looking at the expressionless face of the other party, he couldn't help feeling guilty for no reason, so he smiled and pushed him away. Pushing him, avoiding the serious and taking the light of it, plus the villain complained first and deliberately jokingly said: "Hey, are you going to be angry with me just now when I laughed at you?"

"I'm not mad at you," Luke argued.

"Really?" Al looked at him in mock suspicion.

Luke said something very sincerely: "Really not! Al, you don't know, I just came over there to find you, and I heard your laughter from a long distance away. At that moment, my heart I don’t know how happy I am for you! Since Mrs. Sylvie went to the hospital to wait for delivery a while ago, you temporarily entrusted your younger siblings to my grandma, and you are alone, all you can do is busy with work, you don’t go home all day long, you forget to eat and sleep... I don't want to say anything about you, it's just... I haven't seen you smile for a long time."

A warm feeling rose in Al's heart.

He couldn't help smiling, and his tone became more intimate: "I'm sorry, my friend, I've been thinking about the script recently. But I still miss you... If you don't believe me, when I'm free , I can think of you seventeen or eight times."

"What do you miss about me?"

"I wonder if you went to the roadside to buy fried wontons again."

"That's not missing me, are you hungry again?"

"Dear Luke, sometimes good friends don't need to speak so clearly, otherwise it would be too hurtful!"

The two looked at each other, then laughed out loud.

"Go to my house and see your younger siblings by the way. I'm not bragging. My grandma's pies are delicious."

"Okay!"

The atmosphere finally returned to the relaxed atmosphere as before, and they chatted casually as they walked home.

Luke talked about some things about the scalpers, and Al also talked about his current job.

When I was about to get home...

Luke finally couldn't hold it back anymore, pretending to be nonchalant and asked, "By the way, who was that person talking to you just now?"

"Which one?"

"The one who likes the devil!"

"Haha, Randy doesn't like the devil, he just likes that character. Besides, I introduced you, his name is Randy!"

"I know, but you didn't specify who he was."

"Our hero's son is very talented in music and enthusiastic. He helped me revise several songs before, such as melody and lyrics. He is currently learning to cook in some cooking school. Sigh! Speaking of which What happened, my heart hurts again, it’s just a waste of my talent, those hands should be used to play the piano, but he just wants to hold the frying pan.”

"I don't think anyone is better than you! How long have you known each other?"

"Thank you Luke, you're always so kind. Well, I haven't known you for long."

"But he called you baby."

"It's just a casual name. By the way, his grandmother's generation seems to be of French descent..."

"Oh, French, narcissistic Gallic cock."

Al was amused: "No, it's just that he has a little blood, and he didn't grow up in France."

Then, he couldn't help defending Randy: "Don't be angry about Faust just now, Randy and I didn't mean to laugh at you, I don't know that Faust is nothing, it wasn't anything at all Everyone knows it. It’s just that when you say Faust is an actor, I can’t help thinking about it, it’s kind of funny, and Randy probably thinks so too.”

"He's not, that rooster is laughing at me," Luke thought to himself.

But he didn't intend to argue with Al because of this, and instead said: "Well, I admit, I was a little angry just now, but it wasn't because you laughed at me. In fact, if it makes you happy, let me laugh at you Nothing at all."

"Then why are you angry?"

"I'm mad at myself!"

"Angry at yourself?"

"I can neither change the melody nor the lyrics for you, nor can I talk about Faust with you. I am your best friend, best brother! We should be the best and most The kind that is intimate... but it can't help you at all when it comes to things you like, there's nothing you can do... Hey! Why are you laughing!"

Al tried his best to hold back his laughter, but in the end, he couldn't help it anymore. He simply laughed and opened his arms to hug Luke vigorously: "Oh, poor Luke! Did I hurt you again? "

Then, supernaturally, he murmured a series of nice words to comfort his little friend: "You must forgive me, I really didn't mean it. It's just that your serious reflection is so funny, I never thought you would actually If I think so, I must be too careless to notice, sorry!"

"Nothing to apologize for," Luke said.

He was still a little morose.

Al went on: "But, Luke, you know what?"

His green eyes were shining, and he said solemnly: "You are you, Randy is Randy, although you have never helped me change the melody, change the lyrics, or talk about Faust, but you have always been by my side helping me and taking care of me , stay with me. Isn’t that more important than changing the melody, changing the lyrics, talking about Faust? And, in your mind, am I the kind of bastard who forgets old friends when he has new ones? New friends are new friends, old A friend is an old friend, just rest assured, I will never forget you as an old friend when I have a new friend."

Luke couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But for some reason, he still felt a little dissatisfied in his heart, but he couldn't tell where he was not satisfied, and couldn't help thinking in his heart: "I won't forget my old friends, but I still want new friends... What the hell? What new annoying friend do you want? Anyway... Anyway, I want to be the best and best with you!"

Al didn't know anything about his little friend's thoughts.

He could already smell the delicious aroma of Luke's grandma's special pie by this time, and he couldn't wait to go inside and eat a big meal.

However, unexpectedly, after eating the pie...

Still an impulsive boy with a passion for blood, Luke actually came over with a knife, and pulled Al to make a blood alliance. The general steps are to stab each of their wrists, and then raise their arms and stick them together , Let the blood flow together to show "blood fusion", and from then on they are like brothers.

"Well, I don't think it's right to do anything that hurts your body, for whatever reason."

"But this is an alliance made by blood! An alliance made by blood! It's different!"

"……Oh."

"Don't you want to be my brother?"

"Of course not, it's just..."

"Just? Just what? All the good things you said before are really coaxing me again!"

"It's not, it's just, it's just..."

"You lied to me again!"

"no no."

"You coax me with nice words every day!"

"No, no, well, don't you think it hurts?"

"It hurts? Just cut it lightly..."

"It still hurts!"

Al said with a sad face: "Pervert? Why do you want to cut yourself with a knife?"

Luke was puzzled: "Why did the atmosphere change when you mentioned such a cool ceremony? A man, he is so afraid of pain! Isn't your family an Italian immigrant? Do you all like to engage in mafia? Why don't your blood boil at all when you hear about such a cool ceremony?"

In the end, Al was really unwilling to hurt the fiery heart of his little friend.

He had an idea and adopted a compromise method, using a sewing needle in Luke's grandma's sewing basket to prick the ring finger of his left hand a little, then, motioning to Luke to do the same, and sticking fingers together with him, The two small drops of blood have merged, and it can be regarded as an alliance of blood.

"The ring finger of the left hand leads to the heart. Doing so is more meaningful than your wrist-to-wrist."

While holding his fingers in his mouth, he explained in a very serious manner.

Luke stared blankly at the prick with the needle, didn't even feel a thing, and after a few seconds, it was the ring finger of his left hand that didn't even have a trace. The agitated feeling of a good brother after shedding blood for an alliance: "I still feel that you are afraid of pain."

The author has something to say:

Al: The Italian mafia doesn't have blood-soaked alliances. Everyone kisses each other the most (don't believe me, I'm talking nonsense again).

Warning: Don't mess around with blood, it might spread a new type of virus.

Jinjiang Literature and the author wish dear readers and friends: peace and happiness!At the same time, we warmly remind everyone to wash hands frequently, wear masks, ventilate more, and gather less

[Note 1] I studied the translation of a German sentence in Faust, and it seems to literally mean "time, please stop, you are so beautiful". "Beautiful, please stay for me", everyone can understand what they need.

PS. I am not a German learner, please let me know if I make a mistake, and I will correct it, thank you very much.

PS. The emotional line develops with the plot, please don’t stand in line easily, you don’t have the idea of ​​stock trading (you can’t help if you want to fire me), the current idea is to follow the protagonist’s career line.

In the end, I will continue to call out advance receipts for my friends: "All Stars Wait for Me to Release a New Song" by Yuanwu Tianya