The first performance went smoothly. The opera presented by Alena, Nia and Lily was the "Little Red Riding Hood" adapted by Lorrahill and Vimiya.

Nia was wearing a small red cloak and carrying a basket of bread in her hand. She was going to visit her grandmother.

Along the way, she was greedy for the scenery on the roadside, so she walked all over the fields of flowers, but the road was rarely visited by people. Under the temptation of the evil wolf, Little Red Riding Hood revealed the address of her grandmother (Sulis)'s house.

So the evil wolf ran to his grandmother first, and when Nia Little Red Riding Hood came to her grandmother's house, her grandmother had been eaten by the wolf. At this time, the evil wolf (Alena) who was pretending to be his grandmother was lying on the bed.

"Grandma, grandma, why are your ears long and sharp?"

"Because you have to hear the sound of Little Red Riding Hood, so that you can open the door for you."

"Grandma, grandma, why are your mouth so big?"

"Because I want to eat you!"

Alena wore a wolf-shaped doll suit and pounced on her in a ferocious manner, biting the little Red Riding Hood's cloak, and the petite Nia fell down as well.

As a result, the evil wolf ate the two of them, and because they were too full, they decided to rest in the house.

Not long after, a tailor (Lily) passed by here and heard a bit strange when he heard the violent snoring. He walked in and found the evil wolf sleeping. So she cut the wolf's belly with scissors and rescued Little Red Riding Hood and Grandma.

In the end, the three of them killed the evil wolf. The tailor made the wolf's skin into a warm cloak and gave it to Little Red Riding Hood to replace the previously damaged red cloak.

The story ends here.

Overall, the story is not complicated, vivid and interesting, which made many guests applaud, especially a few of the cute girls, who doesn’t like it?

Opera is not the more complex the better. Simplicity and fun are the core of its spread.

The performance ended, behind the scenes of the dressing room.

"I didn't expect it to be quite interesting." Alena took off her heavy foreign clothes and said.

"That's because the script is simple and interesting, not because you have excellent acting skills." Letis' usual argument.

"Lily, Niya is a good thing." Bumansha walked into the room and gave a thumbs up.

"Hehe." Two dimples appeared on Lily's face, and Niya nodded slightly shyly.

"The first game is over now." After taking off the props, Alena lay on the sofa, waving her hands happily.

"Pay attention to other people's feelings." Letis patted Alena, gestured for his eyes, and Sulis was also in the dressing room.

Sulis looked at the mirror and took off the decoration on her hair, and replied with a smile: "Haha, nothing, just don't think it's boring."

"In fact, some people have a prejudice against performing operas and always feel that this is a job that cannot be put on the table."

Alena jumped up, stood behind Sulis, and helped her hair care. "No, I think it's very interesting."

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Another room next to the hall.

"The performance of your group was really unexpected." The Earl Butler and Terry sat opposite each other, praising the performance just now.

"Give it, win it." Terryton maintained a smiling expression.

After the two talked for a while, the butler asked again: "What kind of next performance is probably? The time is set in a few days, so we can make arrangements."

"This can be set at night three days later, if the props and sets..." Terry recalled the girl's explanation and slowly retelled it.

"Well, yes, the problem is not big, and it can basically be solved." After hearing the demand, the butler nodded, and then became interested in the opera troupe, constantly discussing its origin and past.

This made Terryton, who had become a monk halfway through, was extremely nervous, and his brain was running rapidly, and he compiled his experience based on his past experience.

Finally, the butler nodded with satisfaction before letting him go. When he left, Terry had a cold sweat behind him.

When will this end?

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At dusk three days later, the boat tops.

The wide top part is symmetrical in three large blocks, one at the rear is centered, with a vine rack at the tail and a swing under it.

Lorran Hill sat on the swing, her white skirt fluttering with the wind and then fell down again.

Her eyes looked at the sun set in the distance, and the hair in her ears reflected a light golden light under the afterglow of the setting sun.

There is no one else in this corner at this moment, it is a place specially selected by the girl. Recently, she has fallen in love with watching the sunset, especially such a person who is dazed in the breeze.

The sunset is a very beautiful scenery. The sunset shines on the horizon. The temperature is just right at this time, neither cold nor hot. The sea breeze blows on your body, giving you a comfortable feeling.

Speaking of which, the sunset always reminds her of what she was when she was a child, because after elementary school, the wide playground will be reflected by the light of the sunset.

My mother would come to pick her up at this time, and then she would tell her mother what happened at school today. This was also the happiest moment when she was a child.

It is said that the sun sets every day, but in fact she hasn't seen this scene again for a long time.

After middle school, the increasingly heavy courses are usually 10 o'clock after school. After college, I was addicted to the Internet and didn't want to go out. After work, I was surrounded by steel forests, so where can I see the sunset?

When she was a child, she also had many dreams, dreaming of becoming a great person in the future, but reality seems to be full of ups and downs and mistakes, which made her deviate again and again.

Lost and disappointment are always intertwined, and the heart is becoming increasingly anxious and sometimes insomnia.

It's always unsatisfactory.

She felt the touch of the breeze passing through her calf, and her vision seemed to see fragments of the past.

Sitting on the bus at night, the inside was dim, the neon light shone into the car, and faces slid by the sparse spots.

You can always hear all kinds of voices in your ears, urging her to do this and that. Otherwise, you will fall behind, you will fall behind, you will be looked down upon, etc.

Those sounds seem to list a perfect life trajectory. As long as you don’t follow it, your life will explode and collapse. It makes people feel nervous and anxious.

Is there really something perfect in this world? She doesn't know.

Just like she doesn't know the confusing truths, who is right and who is wrong, just like she doesn't know whether the chattering news is true or false, just like she doesn't know which explanations of the complex descriptions are the correct answer.

Countless information and opinions fill every corner, like cutting a scroll into paper confetti and stirring it together.

Until one day, she suddenly woke up.

"Is it Miss Loran?" A voice rang out from the back.

Terry asked the others about the location of Lorran Hill, and it took a while to find the place. He slowly approached, then stood still, and looked at the girl in the white dress under the setting sun.

The golden afterglow dyed the hem of the skirt with a light golden color. The girl's hair gently fluttered in the wind. Even if you could only see the back, the girl's figure still made Terry feel a special beauty.

Although she is in the world, she is also drifting away from the world without being disturbed or polluted.

"Yes." The girl's voice came from the front.

"About tonight's performance..." Terryton asked first, and then slowly felt relieved after getting a definite answer. It seemed that as long as the girl agreed, she would feel like she would not have to worry anymore.

Only then did he feel that it was a bit impolite to disturb the lonely girl rashly, so he prepared to say goodbye.

"Then I won't bother Miss Luolan." After turning around and taking a few steps, he seemed to have arisen some thoughts, and he stopped again.

Just as he was hesitating whether he should turn around and continue asking the girl, Lorran Hill's gentle voice came.

"Is there anything else?"

Hearing this question as if it was a natural sound, Terryton turned his body and returned to the vine rack. He asked at the girl who was looking at the setting sun in the sea.

"I have encountered a lot recently..." He paused and decided to say it.

"Maybe I was too naive in the past, and many things were developing differently from what I expected."

Terry sat on the stool beside him and slowly told the story of the past few days. After the initial freshness, he found that the life of a superior person was not the same as he thought.

If you tell a lie, you have to tell countless panics. The more you say, the more you are afraid of revealing yourself. When talking to other guests, you must always focus on your attention so that others will not expose or look down on yourself.

If you want to meet other beautiful girls of the same age, you are also afraid that you will be seen through by the other party. Even if the other party doesn’t see through, you will fall in love with the mask you made.

The more I want to be the kind of person I want to be an ideal, the more I feel an uneasy and anxiety.

"Maybe I was born not that kind of material."

"What is your ideal self?" The girl gently swung the swing, and the sound came in the breeze.

"That must be confidence, strong, can do everything, and can solve various problems..." Terryton said many descriptive conditions, which are also the vague impressions rooted in his heart.

But as he spoke, he slowly stopped. It seemed that this was not something that humans could do.

"Do you want to be a god?" The swing under the girl slowly stopped.

"Uh, no...no that luxury." Terryton seemed to understand something.

"I have had many ideas, just like many children, who have dreams as beautiful as fairy tales." Lolan Hill's voice was filled with memories.

"But I can't work hard like a machine, nor even have strong will and perseverance, and sometimes I can escape secretly."

"I hate and despise myself like this, and I even feel uneasy and anxious."

"Until one day, I realized that I had been lying to myself. I actually didn't have that great ambition to pursue those glamorous things. In fact, as long as I had a small piece, I was satisfied, lying in my nest with peace of mind."

"I don't necessarily want all those things that everyone is chasing. It's just the inertia imposed by the environment that makes me mistakenly think that I need it too."

"In fact, what I long for is more peace and peace. Every day I sit in front of my house and watch the sunset slowly sink slowly. Perhaps this is the happiest life in my heart."

"From then on, I swear to stop lying to myself, and must live honestly, accept my shortcomings and imperfections, listen to my inner voice, and live the life I really like."

"There are thousands of happy things, and there is only one kind of unfortunate things, that is, I am doing things that go against my heart."
Chapter completed!