"Leader, are these three people here to listen to the opera?"
"This is the first time someone has sat down in half a month, isn't it?"
"That's great! Our Black Cat Song Troupe's chance to shine and make a name for ourselves is here! "
As soon as Vicky walked in, the opera troupe members gathered around her excitedly.
During this period of time, they had been treated coldly like never before. Their enthusiasm was almost wiped out by the cold wind and loneliness outside.
"Alright, everyone, get ready to perform on stage. This kind of opportunity doesn't come by every day. If this performance is successful, maybe this guest will bring us new guests." Vicky could not hide the excitement on her face.
"Leader, have you collected the tickets?" At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded from the corner.
The smiles on everyone's faces froze, and they all looked at Vicky.
Vicky's expression also stiffened. She looked a little embarrassed and blushed. Shaking her head, she said, "Not yet …"
"Sigh …"
Everyone sighed.
It seemed that this was not the first time something like this had happened.
"Leader, we haven't had any income for half a month. If this goes on, everyone will really starve to death …" A troupe member looked at Vicky helplessly and said.
"Rumble ~"
Someone's stomach made a series of sounds in response.
Everyone could not hide the worry on their faces.
"That's enough! Shut up, all of you! " Vicky's aura suddenly changed. Her red eyes swept across the crowd like a king examining his subjects. She said in a low voice, "A good opera singer will never worry about food. As long as you perform well and show your strength and state, no one will be short of the ticket price, unless they don't want to step out of this courtyard!"
Everyone immediately fell silent and began to prepare to go on stage.
Meg and the two little guys were sitting in the courtyard in the bitterly cold wind. They had already taken out small blankets and wrapped themselves in them.
The small blankets finally came in handy, but they did not expect that this time it was not for sleeping, but to keep out the cold.
Even for an amateur like Meg, it was the first time that he had participated in an open-air opera that had its own bench and blankets.
When the actors of the Black Cat Song Troupe came out one after another, they were all stunned when they saw the three people sitting on small chairs, wrapped in small blankets, and warming themselves by a fire.
A little weird, and a little … cute?
Especially the two little girls, one big and one small, who were wrapped in a small blanket and stuck out their small heads. They looked exquisite and cute, and their silly and adorable looks were simply too adorable.
"Ahem." Vicky coughed lightly, reminding her team members to act more professionally.
It had been too long since he had seen the audience, so the audience seemed to be more curious. This made him seem unprofessional.
The actors hurriedly retracted their gazes and went up the stage one after another.
They began their performance.
Meg glanced around. This was a small opera troupe with only 16 people. There were three musicians, and there were actors of all ages. They all looked sallow and emaciated, and their steps were unsteady. It seemed that it was not easy to be an artist.
The opera was called "Miss Black Cat".
The troupe was called the Black Cat Song Troupe, and the play was called Miss Black Cat. For a small opera troupe that had just started, it was quite smart.
If the opera became popular, their opera troupe would also take off. Hacker.
The performance began. Without the accompaniment of a large band, the atmosphere was slightly lacking.
But to Meg's surprise, this opera troupe's performance was actually quite good.
Their sallow and emaciated appearance did not cover up their solid singing and acting skills. Their rich and melodious voices were far beyond the limitations of the wasteland stage.
Miss Black Cat told the story of a young lady from a big family. In order to break free from the shackles of the world, she kept fighting and finally left the big family. She gained freedom and a new life, and finally, she gained love and a career.
It was a very cliché and simple story, but the performance of the opera actors was full of tension, and could really arouse the emotions of the audience.
What surprised Meg the most was the actress of Miss Black Cat, Vicky.
This petite troupe leader had a shocking soprano, and her control of her voice was amazing. She was several levels above the other actors.
He finally understood why Vicky was able to become the troupe leader. She had outstanding strength, excellent acting skills, and was able to attack and defend. Ordinary people could not beat her …
The two little ones were also watching with great interest. Although they were wrapped in a small blanket and warmed by the fire, they did not feel sleepy at all.
"Father, what song is Miss Black Cat singing? Why can't I understand it? "Amy asked curiously.
At this moment, Vicky was singing a low and sad song in a language that Meg had never heard before.
Meg listened carefully for a while. The System did not translate any useful words, but he vaguely felt that the tone was a little familiar.
"I don't know. Maybe it's a dialect from somewhere." Meg shook his head slightly.
Although the language was incomprehensible, emotions could be conveyed through singing.
This Miss Black Cat opera, under the passionate performance of Vicky and the other actors, achieved an effect that far exceeded Meg's expectations.
Vicky's professionalism had even surpassed the lead actors of several operas that Meg had seen in his previous life. She was definitely at the level of a professional opera actor.
But opera was still in its infancy in this world. How could there be such an outstanding opera troupe leader? Could it be that she was a legendary genius? Or … was she a transmigrator like him?
Meg's curiosity was successfully piqued.
The performance ended.
Meg, Amy, and Anne stood up and applauded to show their appreciation for the opera performance.
Anne wiped the corners of her eyes. It was obvious that the little one liked the story very much.
"Thank you."
Vicky bowed to the curtain call with the actors. From their faces, it was obvious that they were in a very good mood.
To be able to receive the applause and appreciation of the audience was a great honor for an opera actor. It was also their motivation to persevere.
"Can I draw this story?" Anne turned to look at Meg and gestured with her hands.
"We need to ask Miss Black Cat's opinion. After all, this is her story." Meg smiled as he looked at Vicky who was walking towards them. "I can help you ask her later."
Anne nodded.
"The performance was very exciting. Your voice was very memorable and unforgettable." Meg looked at Vicky with a smile. It was not flattery, but Meg's feelings after watching the performance.
"Of course. This is the best opera performance on the Norland Continent." Vicky raised her chin slightly like a proud little lion. There was a hint of arrogance in her red eyes. "It is your honor to be able to hear such a performance."
"Erm …" Meg looked at her. Although her words were crude, they were not crude, but it was still a little inappropriate to say such things to the few guests.
Vicky lowered her head, and the red light in her eyes faded. She looked up at Meg, who had a strange expression on his face. Her expression changed slightly, and she waved her hands awkwardly. "Ah … This … I'm sorry. She must have said something rude to you. I … I … I mean, thank you for watching … the tickets … Forget about the tickets … "
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