An, who was stepping forward, suddenly stumbled.
With his agility, he stabilized his body in time and did not fall.
Jerry, who was reciting his lines, stopped.
"Why, are you distracted? It's quite novel. What are you thinking about?"
"Hiss—" An An, who was rubbing his head with the knuckles of his thumb and forefinger, waved his hand and sucked in the cold air.
The movement here attracted the attention of others in the garden.
Looking at An's appearance, Mei Ke's expression changed slightly, and she ran over: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Only then did Jerry notice that Ann was frowning as if the area was in unbearable pain, and he immediately stopped joking.
Everyone slowly gathered around.
"It's okay, I'm okay, no need to make a fuss." An quickly stood up straight and pressed her hands to show that there was nothing wrong with her.
However, his voice was a bit louder than usual, making his words less convincing.
"It's up to us to judge whether it's a fuss or not!" Mei Ke strode forward, pushed away An Zhejiang's hand, touched his forehead, and looked at his pupils, "...I don't have a fever. It doesn’t sound like you’re sick. Please be honest and tell me what’s wrong with you?”
Meike's fierce reaction made An unable to recover. He was stunned for a few seconds before confessing:
"There was a tearing pain in my brain just now. I don't know the reason, but it's much better now."
An's expression and conversation were much better than before.
Mei Ke looked at him suspiciously for two seconds, then stretched out her hand and poked him on the head.
An tilted his head back slightly, showing a helpless expression.
Seeing this, Mei Ke breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that everything is fine."
"..."
So the way you make sure I'm okay is to poke me in the head so hard?
Ann didn't know what to say.
But to be honest, the pain just now was a bit mysterious.
In order to ensure that he is in good condition during rehearsals, his schedule during this period is quite regular and healthy, and he also pays attention to his diet, so there should be no physical discomfort.
But the pain just now even made his eyes darken, but fortunately it was only for a short moment.
An didn't think about it again, so as not to reveal any flaws and be worried by her companions.
Maybe it's too tired.
An thought so.
Feeling something in the dark, An turned around and noticed Miku looking at him, his eyes full of worry.
Opening his mouth wordlessly, he smiled quickly and said to Miku: "It's really okay. Maybe it's because I have to memorize too many lines, so I have a headache."
"...That's good." Miku narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly.
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Jerry said loudly: "The official performance will be in three days. Don't make any mistakes then, Ann!"
Jerry's tone was the same as his usual teasing tone, and he stared into Ann's eyes.
An raised a finger in response: "Just this once."
Liu Ge looked at the few people quietly, crossed his arms, and said, "That's it. Our practice ended yesterday, and many people are not here today... There will be a performance soon, and we need to adjust."
Yinliu was the first to jump up: "Yeah! I've been busy rehearsing recently and haven't had much to eat delicious food!"
Jerry laughed and said, "Be careful if you eat too much, you may not be able to go on stage on the day of the performance."
Yinliu waved his hand: "Anyway, I only have two lines, it doesn't matter!"
She plays the role of a maid. She just stands with her eyes closed most of the time and has no lines. This role mainly tests endurance and does not require much acting skills. During the initial discussion, Otoru snatched the role.
——The little girl is a little afraid of making mistakes on big occasions, so she chooses to be "lazy".
Speaking of being lazy, today is the most leisurely day the troupe has had since they started rehearsing.
After the rehearsal officially ended yesterday, Bai Lan took his people back to the orchestra to make final preparations for the performance.
This morning, Bai took Shirley to the orchestra. She and Bai Lan were going to the palace to go through the reception banquet process.
Hutto was summoned and went directly to the court. No one expected that he was actually the main planner of the reception. They only learned the big news last night. It's no wonder that Ellens asked him to check the script. If it was just because of Hutto's fame, Ellens might be under a lot of pressure in terms of responsibility.
Two days ago, Shaye received an invitation from a friend and went on a trip with a group of ladies, so there were only six people in the garden left in the entire mansion.
The reason why I am practicing now is because I have been used to being busy recently, and I feel a little uncomfortable when I suddenly have no time. Just a quick refresher, I didn’t even wear any clothes.
In fact, it doesn't matter whether you practice or not. Everyone has a solid enough grasp of the script, and the performance results are also satisfactory to Bai and Hutto. Now they just need to wait for the final test.
"When you come on stage, you won't say that when you really have a stomachache." Jerry patted Enriu's head.
Yinliu slapped his hand away unhappily: "I don't care, I just want to eat delicious food today, and no one can stop me!"
"Hey, are you going to do it yourself?" Jerry pretended to be watching a show, "Just a reminder, don't even think about going out until the show is over."
This was not long after rehearsals started. The palace warned the troupe not to go out casually, in order to give the final performance a sense of mystery and make the audience look forward to it even more.
This is a very common routine, and the people in the troupe did not reject it, not to mention that Hutto delivered the news himself... If everyone hadn't been paying attention to the rehearsal, they would have noticed Hutto's identity from then on.
"Well--"
Yinliu was shocked by Jerry's words.
"It's lunch time soon. I'll go to the kitchen today." An rolled up her sleeves and walked into the house as she spoke.
"Great!" Yinliu cheered.
During rehearsals, Hutto would cook when he had no commissions and would cook at home in his free time. However, Shirley was responsible for most of everyone's meals.
Although Shirley's craftsmanship is very good, it is a little inferior to people of Hutto and Ann's level.
No one was complaining about this, but they were still a little happy to hear that An was preparing to cook, especially Yinliu, who had been craving for a long time.
It has been two weeks since the last time Uncle Hutto cooked, and I can finally eat the food cooked by Ange!
Enryu cheered inwardly.
Seeing An walking towards the house, Miku followed him: "I'm here to help."
During these days of living in the Hutto mansion, Miku's skills have improved a lot compared to the past, and he has no problem getting hits.
"We'll prepare some drinks." Liu Ge called after them.
"Okay!" Miku and An Yuan said.
The kitchen was well stocked with ingredients, and the two of them got busy as soon as they entered.
No one had time to eat in the morning, so there was no need to worry about overdoing it.
An was thinking about the recipe and didn't delay chopping vegetables with his hands.
Miku is better at controlling the heat than chopping vegetables. She pours the chopped ingredients into the oil pan and stir-fries them skillfully.
Naturally, chatting is inevitable while the two of them are cooking. Most of the time they talked about cooking-related topics. As time went by, the two slowly talked about Liliana and Leonhardt.
"I wonder how they will feel when they hear that we will participate in the reception." An turned around to look for ingredients for the next dish.
"It will definitely be very happy." Miku thought for a moment and said, "They both seem to like you very much."
An felt helpless when thinking about the reasons why they liked her.
He suddenly remembered something, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "One of them seems to like you too."
"Really?" Miku asked in surprise. She thought for a while and then tentatively said, "Ring?"
An Wei smiled, noncommittal.
Miku understood something immediately.
"You are so evil...ahem."
She suddenly coughed.
"Are you choking?" An put down the things and turned around to look at her.
Miku covered his mouth and nose with the back of his hand, his eyes a little dazed: "Uh, it seems so."
Looking up, An couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth: "Be careful, you are pouring chili peppers into the pot, don't you pay attention to it?"
"You are saying that I am careless, you evil-minded guy!!"
