Bobby walked into the opera house. He was a little uncomfortable with the suddenly darkened environment. He hit his foot on the leg of a chair and almost fell down.
"Young master, be careful!" Pascal quickly stretched out his hand to support him, but he was secretly happy in his heart.
It seems that his guess was right, the Black Cat Opera Troupe is still as poor as ever.
It's almost time to start, but the opera house is still pitch dark, with not even a light on.
Although they have moved indoors, there are probably not many guests willing to come to this venue. Their group will probably still have to eat soil to stay alive.
But speaking of it, the actors poached from the Black Cat Opera Company last time are really useful.
Professional skills aside, he doesn't eat much and wants very little. Now he has basically become the mainstay of their Macca Opera Troupe.
Although Boca gave him a lot of money, the reason why he worked so tirelessly with the Black Cat Opera Company was because he wanted to poach the remaining actors as well.
As for the woman who is difficult to control, it would be great if Boka could take her away.
He still couldn't help but be afraid when he thought of the bloody mark on his face when he was caught by her that day.
I don’t understand why Mr. Boka is so good at this?
Do you also have a hobby of being pressed down and beaten?
"Don't let anyone see that we know each other." Boka took his hand away from Pascal and rearranged his clothes.
"I understand, I understand." Pascal nodded and took two quick steps forward.
The venue of the Opera House is not small, after all, it inherited the venue of the original circus.
However, the long benches, no matter how neatly arranged, still look a bit shabby.
Except for a few spectators sitting sporadically in the front row and other positions, the entire place was empty and deserted.
Boka glanced at it and sighed secretly.
Even if they moved to Romo Street, no one came to the Black Cat Opera Company.
You must know that two pubs on this street won gold medals at the wine tasting competition some time ago, but they attracted a lot of attention. Even he went to Titan Tavern for a drink with his friends.
Pascal brought him here today, and he was worried that Vicki had found the sponsor. Now it seems that it is more in line with what Pascal said.
I'm afraid that the Black Cat Opera Company took advantage of the vacant house and temporarily occupied it as a theater.
"Miss Vicki is a girl of noble character. There must be some unspeakable secrets behind doing such a thing. I am so useless for letting a weak woman suffer like this." Bobby fell into deep self-blame.
"There are usually no people in the afternoon session, but the group leader still insists on having two sessions a day." Mara introduced to Mag.
"Well, it's good to practice more." Mag nodded, looking across the empty opera house, and his eyes fell on Pascal and Bobby who entered the theater one after another.
"Father, isn't that the leader of the opera troupe who had a good sleep last time?" Amy whispered.
"Yes." Mag also showed a bit of a smile. He also remembered that the person walking in front was the director of the opera company they went to for the first time.
If I remember correctly, it was called the Maca Opera Troupe. The actors were quite amateurish, the performance was serious, and the singing could make people fall asleep.
The only thing worth mentioning is that I slept well.
If he had to give one viewing guide, it would be this: Please bring your own quilts and pillows.
Speaking of which, this person should be considered a competitor of the Black Cat Opera Company. Why is he here to cause trouble?
Mag took another look at the handsome young man following behind. He had heard the quiet conversation between the two of them earlier. It seemed that this man was the real owner.
As the shareholder behind the Black Cat Opera Company, Mag sat down leisurely and prepared to watch the show.
Just kidding, Miss Black Cat is not a little kitten who can be bullied by others. She can lead a group of old, weak, women and children to wander around the bottom of the world, and she can be easily bullied.
In comparison, that young man looked really weak.
Pascal walked to the stage, looked around, saw no one, and walked straight backstage.
Boka found a seat in the front row and sat down with a calm expression, but his right leg shook slightly unconsciously, revealing his inner anxiety.
"Friend, this is the backstage...you bastard! What are you doing here again!" As soon as Pascal opened the curtain, a powerful roar came from behind.
Pascal's hand trembled, the curtain fell, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.
"This captain's rank is not very good." Mag frowned slightly, but was knocked back by one of our young generals.
The curtain was lifted again, and Uncle Ibaka, dressed in black attire, stepped out. Looking at Pascal, he actually had an aura of calmness and authority.
Uncle Ibaka plays Miss Black Cat's father, a rich and powerful man in Miss Black Cat's opera.
Ibaka, who was in the drama for a second, came to this station, and his momentum was so overwhelming that Pascal did not dare to answer for a while.
"Who is this man?" Boka also looked at Ibaka carefully. This man was dressed in fine clothes and had a majestic look on his brows. He was actually a bit more majestic than his father.
"You...are you the actor who plays the old man?!" Pascal looked at it for a while and then recognized Ibaka's identity. While he felt it was funny, he was also a little annoyed. He didn't expect that he would be betrayed by a little actor. Frightened.
"Haha, where did you come from, you bastard. You don't even know where this place is, and you are allowed to be arrogant here." At this time, another energetic voice sounded from behind the curtain, a man in luxurious clothes and elegant makeup. The woman walked out from behind the opened curtain and scolded Pascal with a cold look.
Pascal was so frightened by this scolding that he shrank his neck. Even the wife of the official family may not have such a posture, so he couldn't help but look at the person carefully.
Although Maca Opera House has always been calm, he has met many people from the upper class, and he is still somewhat sensitive to the clothes of rich people. The dress of this woman is better than that of many noble ladies. A bit more noble.
"Hey, the actors have all changed into new clothes today." An old man next to him said with a smile.
Only then did Pascal come to his senses, feeling that this was not a noble lady, but an actor who was used to playing noble ladies and put on the noble lady's clothes.
Unexpectedly, he was fooled by two actors one after another. Pascal couldn't help but get angry and said angrily: "You...you guys get away from me!"
"Craw away? Ha..." A contemptuous sneer sounded, the curtain was lifted, Vicky came out, looked at Pascal and said coldly: "Who do you think you are?"
The petite Vicki stood in the center of all the actors, but it was difficult to hide her sharp edge.
That stern look was like a young lady standing in the clouds, looking down at the rotten fish and shrimps underground.
It's like...the eldest lady has arrived! That feeling.
