[Rebirth] King of Theater

Al tossed and turned for a long time, and didn't sleep for a few hours. He got dressed and ran to the theater early in the morning.

On the way, he saw that small posters of performances had been pasted on the walls, so he stopped and looked at them for a while, only to see the images of the characters played by Chris, Kitty and Belle on the posters, but there were no male characters. The figure of the main character Matt.

"God, they actually listened to my nonsense."

Al couldn't help holding his head and confessing for a few seconds: "They asked me about the poster that day, and I just said casually that the leading role of this show is a woman, and there is no need for a male lead, so why... What the hell! Oh, Ma Was Te really a star before? How come you don’t know how to protest when you encounter this kind of thing?”

It wasn't until this time that he realized how much trust Mr. Milson said before, "I give you this show, and you can try everything...you can think of it", and he silently gave all of these With that in mind, he continued walking in the direction of the theater.

When I rushed to the place, I realized that he wasn't the only one who was nervous and didn't sleep well, and came early...

In fact, the entire cast is already running.

The staff running around in a hurry, the lighting engineer and electrician carefully adjusting the spotlight, the prop designer carefully checking the stage set over and over again, the actors busy applying makeup and changing clothes... on the table in the backstage , there are also piles of cold black coffee, sandwiches with stale vegetables, slices of bread that have been bitten by someone, and a box of aspirin that has been disassembled.

Director Hank Lee is also here.

He is like a general facing a war, with a serious and dignified expression, but he always maintains a calm and rational deployment of troops, trying to direct everyone around.

"Can I help you?" Al immediately stepped forward and asked.

Director Hank Li looked at him, took out a handful of taffy from his pocket and stuffed it, and said like dismissing a child: "Don't get in the way, don't make trouble, go sit and wait for the opening."

So Al was pushed aside.

He stood not far from the bottom of the stage, staring blankly at everyone busy to and fro, because he had nothing to do, he couldn't help but start thinking wildly again, for a while he thought that this play would be very popular with everyone, and for a while he gave up thinking that no one would accept this play , Unfortunately, in the cold, just when his head was muddled, happy and sad, suddenly someone sneaked up from behind him, suddenly stretched out his hand to hug him, and kissed him on the cheek.

Al nearly jumped up in fright.

But when he turned around, he saw a very beautiful girl who was somewhat familiar, but he didn't know him. He couldn't help being ashamed and surprised: "Hey, who are you? Where did you come from?"

The girl was smiling, and she was still wearing the costumes in the play. It was a retro, off-the-shoulder dress with puffed sleeves, revealing her delicate collarbone and fair shoulders. After her golden hair was tied into a braid, she was It was tied into a bun, fixed with hairpins, and a few fake flowers were added as decorations. A few strands of broken hair were carefully picked out and hung on both sides of the cheeks, making the face very delicate and charming.

"Am I beautiful?" [She] didn't answer the question, but smiled slightly, her blue eyes were very lively.

Al listened to the voice, looked at it carefully for a few seconds, and recognized it all at once: "My God! Randy? What are you doing?"

"Last night, an actress in your crew sprained her foot. Matt called me in the middle of the night, asking me to come over and help. I'll have a job by the way, and I can earn some pocket money. This role should only last for the first five or six minutes." The role. Don't worry, I have always learned these things very quickly, and I will never screw you up."

Randy's blue eyes were full of smiles, as if he had discovered something interesting, and asked curiously: "Did you really write that paragraph at the beginning? Riding a billy goat around three times, if the sheep doesn't bark, it proves that there is nothing wrong with it." Lying? Hahahaha...is anyone going to ride a goat?"

"It's just a ridiculous legend."

"Well, okay, but it's so funny. Actually, singing and dancing is not difficult, I just hope I don't laugh."

"No, you are so powerful." Al quickly clenched his fists and opened his eyes wide, trying to cheer him up.

Randy smiled, and suddenly reached out and tapped the tip of his nose: "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it! Your expression just now was too cute. But, since you have said so, then I can't live up to your trust."

Al rubbed his nose uncomfortably: "It's nothing, but cute? Dude, don't call me the adjective you use on girls."

Randy smiled again, as if amused, and blinked: "Well, I don't care about these descriptions, I quite like them. By the way, you didn't answer my question just now."

"what?"

"am I pretty?"

"My God, you are a man, how dare you ask such a question?"

"Say it, I want to hear it."

"What the hell kind of question is that! Are you beautiful? Are you beautiful? Is there even a need to ask?"

Al put on an angry look: "You are so dazzling that you are almost like the bright moon in the sky. As long as you appear on the stage, you will eclipse all the people around you. If you are like this, you still have to ask me, is it beautiful? Good! No one is more beautiful than you It's even more beautiful."

"Hahaha, am I the bright moon in your heart?"

"That's right, the premise is that you can memorize the lines and don't forget the lines."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

At this time, Director Hank Lee called out Randy's name.

"I have to go. This old man is always worried about me. He probably has to ask him twenty times before going on stage." Randy complained with a grimace.

Then he lifted up his skirts, and with a rudeness that a girl could never have, he strode across, shouting as he went, in a very amusing way: "Come on, come on! Director, here I come!"

Al looked like he wanted to laugh.

But I have to say that this small episode greatly eased his overly nervous mood.

Moreover, Randy's attitude of "Even if he is about to go on stage, he will remain calm, and he can still maintain his usual optimism and confidence in laughing and cursing" also indirectly infected and aroused his competitive spirit, making him think: "I have a whole heart As an adult, in terms of psychological quality, isn't he not as good as a real young boy?" So, the mood finally calmed down.

Under such circumstances, the time quickly reached the afternoon.

About an hour or two before the opening, the number of people in the theater gradually increased.

On the stage, the band has tried out several pieces, and while getting into the state a little bit, it also let the music reverberate in the air.

People entered the arena noisily, because the theater is small and can seat up to 200 people, so the auditorium was quickly filled.I could hear the whistling of bored people, and the laughter of men and women. In addition, because the rules of the small theater were relatively few, there were hawkers selling melon seeds and cigarettes in baskets...

The lights are bright and the crowds are crowded.

The gloomy and desolate scene last night was swept away, and instead became prosperous and radiant, so that even the mottled walls that didn't look very clean before seemed to have a unique artistic beauty.

The band is seeing more and more people, and they are all excited.

The conductor waved his magic wand gracefully, and the musical notes lined up and danced in the air. Immediately, the interested audience took off their hats and waved them in mid-air, shouting loudly. The scene was lively noisy.

"The atmosphere here is good."

Seeing that Mr. Milson had also come, Al couldn't help saying in amazement: "Although it's a bit messy, the audience is very enthusiastic."

Mr. Milson nodded and said: "Yes, the town is remote and small, but the people in the town don't care much. If you like it, you like it, and if you don't like it, you don't like it. If you change it to a big city like Chicago or New York, Although the audience below seemed to be polite and polite, the silent appearance of not saying a word really made people puzzled, and it was really unclear whether they liked it or not."

At this time, neither the playwright nor the producer had any way to intervene and do something about the play.

So, the two of them simply chatted while walking along the aisle to almost the third row, found seats and sat down like two ordinary spectators, quietly waiting for the opening.

The lights in the theater were half dimmed first, and the music stopped.

The sound in the field became weaker and weaker, and it slowly fell silent until there was nothing to be quiet, and all the lights were dimmed.

In the darkness, the curtain slowly opened!

The band played a slow and slightly somber opening piece.

The audience showed surprise, as if they didn't expect that the show would not be very happy at the beginning.

But then, the insertion of the violin brought a bit of relief and lightness to the music.

Then, the talkative little maid from the show comes on stage.

Perhaps to prevent an actor from being too distracting, Randy put on a rather ragged apron in front of the dress he was wearing.

But despite this, he just stood on stage...

Al heard a man beside him ask: "This girl is really beautiful, is she a famous actress?"

Someone beside him replied: "I haven't heard of it before, but it doesn't look like a starring role. It should be a new actor, right? Although I don't know how well it sings, but with this appearance, it is very promising among actresses."

Obviously feeling very nervous.

But after hearing this conversation, Al almost laughed out loud.

At this time, the little maid had already discovered the hero who had died tragically at home, so she let out a scream.

The music blared, and then the police appeared.

The poor little maid stood in the center of the stage and sang tremblingly.

In a passage, she would sing and swear that I did not kill people, and I can ride around three times on a billy goat to prove my innocence.

Therefore, the title of this section is the extremely perfunctory "Three Circles on a Billy Goat".

However, it is such a perfunctory song...

When the little maid opened her voice, the audience was silent!

Everyone quietly listened to the singing sound echoing in the theater, it was like a nightingale singing, it was so graceful!

"Grass!" Al, who heard Randy sing for the first time, was startled.

Then, his heart was so sad that he was about to burst: "Such a genius is going to be a fucking cook! Ah, to be a cook!"