Father Mavie

Chapter 41 Levin Boger
"I am looking forward too."

Ma Wei grinned and looked towards the tall and bright tent ahead: "I don't know what surprises there will be?"

"I'll go to the queue first, and later we can sit in the middle seat, which has the best view." Holmes said.

"Okay, see you later."

The long queue slowly moved forward, and soon, Mavi came to the ticket office.

"3p standing, 5p seated"

Sitting behind the long table, a girl with a ponytail and men's underwear straightened her waist and asked with a sweet smile, "Sir, which one do you want to buy?"

"Two tickets."

Marvie counted out 10 copper pennies and put them in the coin box on the corner of the table.

"Ok."

The girl swiftly tore off two note-sized bills, handed them to Ma Wei, guided the way with her palm, and pointed to the raised curtain behind her: "The seat is not fixed, you can sit wherever you want."

"Can pets go in?"

"pet?"

The girl stretched her fair neck, looked under the table, and found the fat orange following Ma Wei's feet, and said humorously: "As long as it doesn't act like a baby to other guests and steal our limelight, that's fine."

"It's hard to say about other circuses, but you certainly won't." Mavi laughed silently.

"Gina, hurry up, the show starts in 30 minutes!"

The burly man at the ticket office next door reminded him.

"Got it! It's really long-winded!"

Gina glared at the man, and smiled apologetically at Mavi.

"I won't bother you anymore."

Picking up the receipt, Ma Wei walked into the tent with Junia and Fat Ju. As soon as he entered, he felt a sweltering heat.

Bunches of lighted torches were inserted obliquely on the edge of the tent, and the tall stepped benches were built high, surrounding the central stage made of wooden boards. Under the illumination of dozens of kerosene lamps, the tent was full of light and lively. The atmosphere spontaneously arises.

The audience who bought tickets first seized the seats in the front row. Ma Wei came neither early nor late, and didn't want to sit in the front row, so he took Junia directly to the middle seat.

Not long after, Holmes, who was a little slower, also walked into the tent. He saw Ma Wei and Ma Wei in the middle at a glance, and after a few excuses, he successfully came to Ma Wei's side.

"Dad, when will it start?"

Junia became a little impatient and fidgeted, and Mavi believed that the reason for her anxiety was mainly because the popcorn was about to bottom out.

"Soon, soon"

Ma Wei took out his pocket watch, and glanced at the crowd pouring in from outside. Among the audience, there was a mixed crowd, some well-dressed and gorgeously dressed nobles and gentry, and some ordinary-dressed middle-class people who tried their best to show themselves different. They politely gave way to sit down, talking and laughing happily, while those ordinary workers who still wanted to watch the show, who were in financial difficulties, gathered around the benches with their standing tickets, most of them were holding a glass of cool sweet beer, talking loudly , Occasionally burst into a few vulgar words.

"Ten minutes to go." Marvie said, picking up his pocket watch.

"It's about to start in 10 minutes! Hurry up! Anton, did Anton put on his makeup? Where did the leader go? Damn it! He's going to be on stage to read the opening speech!"

In the backstage of the circus, people in all kinds of shiny costumes ran around, squeezed sideways through the piles of debris piled up on both sides of the aisle, performing their duties, and were extremely busy.

Miss Tiffany, the manager who was holding the schedule, grabbed a juggler and asked loudly, "Omley, have you seen the head?!"

"Captain." Omre looked behind her, a little dazed: "He is right here."

"Ok?"

Tiffany turned her head sharply, and saw a young man wearing a top hat, monocle, tuxedo, and a white dove on his shoulder standing behind her, looking at her with a smile.

"Captain! You're doing this trick again!"

Tiffany rolled her eyes angrily: "Can you stop being so childish?"

"I like how serious you are, Tiffany." The fair-faced, handsome young man bowed his head and kissed the back of her hand, smiling slightly.

"Ah"

Tiffany was not moved at all, and even sneered: "You say that to every woman."

"Oh, you are the most special!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Grabbing the other man's wrist, Tiffany brutally led the man behind the curtain, and shoved a line list into his hand: "Quickly memorize it! It will be useful on stage later!"

"I do not need this."

The man kneaded his lines into a ball, flipped his wrist, and turned out a rose. After picking off the root, he elegantly inserted it into Tiffany's bun.

"For the opening remarks, just play on the spot. Why is it worth working hard on your slender wrist?"

"You just turned the line list I wrote so hard into a useless rose." Tiffany sneered.

"The rose is my gift to you."

The man shrugged: "As for the line list"

He grabbed Tiffany's ear, spread his palm, and a ball of paper suddenly appeared.

"I'm not going to waste your time, it's so inelegant."

"If you put your mind on developing your business, our circus would have already become the number one in the kingdom!"

"It's pretty good now, isn't it?"

The man patted Tiffany on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I like the current circus. I am very relaxed and happy here."

"Then you still often play missing?"

"People, you have to do something interesting while you are young. Life is short, so you must cherish time."

The man walked towards the curtain.

However.
Tiffany's voice stopped him.

"Stop it, Captain."

Tiffany turned around and stared at the man's broad back: "Everyone knows that I keep it to myself because I respect you and love you, but how long can this kind of life last? You always make mistakes!"

"At that time, Tiffany will take over as the head of the group."

"Isn't it good to settle down? We have grown from a few people to a large circus with 50 people today. The income and expenditure have already been balanced. Why do we do such things that are despised by others!"

"I love how serious you are, and I love seeing people smile from the bottom of their hearts."

The man said without turning his head: "This is what I am after. The circus can bring people a moment of joy, but it cannot fundamentally solve the problem. The darker the age, the more it needs the appearance of light. My father said so. , so is my grandfather, and so am I."

After speaking, he lifted the curtain, strode onto the stage, opened his arms, smiled, and said in a resonant voice:

"Welcome to the Sunshine Circus, ladies and gentlemen!"

"I am the leader."

"Leven Boger!"

(End of this chapter)