It’s What’s on the Inside That Counts up to 1000 Episodes

    The annual opening ceremony is over, and in a short time, the college has fallen into a lazy atmosphere.

    But Lena and the others were even more nervous.

    No other, because they are going to go to the Fernanda Theater to perform "The Phantom of the Opera".

    Before the show started, a few people did a brief publicity in the school and made a flyer to go out to Colony's shopping street on weekends to distribute.

    Finally, it's time for the show.

    Several people have already changed their clothes and are waiting to appear in the backstage of the Fernanda Theater. The drama has not yet started, and the loud noise outside can even be heard backstage.

    Rowling couldn't help but glanced out from behind the curtain and saw that the huge horseshoe-shaped venue was full of people, not only that, but also the people standing outside the seats.

    With just one glance, Rowling retracted her head in horror.

    "Why are there so many people?" Rowling felt like her heart was about to pop out, "Wow! Are there too many people?"

    "I don't know why." Marina was even more nervous than Rowling, she couldn't help but hit the wall backstage, "I-I'm so nervous."

    Even Lina, who proposed a play, did not expect so many people to come. She originally thought that it would be good to fill half of the theater at first.

    The four newbies looked at each other, and everyone was about to explode.

    Lanke Shuli, who had been observing, came over and put his hand on Lena's shoulder to comfort: "This is a good thing, isn't our purpose to make the theater's reputation?"

    His voice was dull and lower than usual, and his tone was calm, which relieved the pressure of several people.

    "Yeah," Marina let out a long sigh, showing an expression of memory, "When I was a child, the theater used to be like this, so that the theater can go back to that time, this is my dream... I shouldn't be afraid."

    "I'm still a little nervous, maybe this is the only time in my life to stand on stage and perform a play?" Lucia stuck out her tongue.

    Marina laughed: "If you want to perform, you are always welcome here."

    "Forget it." Lucia replied with a frown, "I prefer fighting."

    "Me too, I prefer making money than acting." Rowling said frankly, "Malina, the drinks in our house are very good, whether the theater should consider long-term cooperation with us, I will Discounted for you...I think you're going to need a lot of drinks soon."

    "Thank you, Rowling," Marina replied with a smile, "I would love to promise you, but I have to ask my mother, she is responsible for this."

    During the conversation, the music sounded, and the expressions of several people became serious, knowing that it was about to start.

    Because there were too many guests and the pressure on the manpower was too great, the original plan for Marina's father and mother to help them in the background was dashed, and only Marina's sister was left.

    Following her sister's gesture, Lena came on stage and started the first act.

    Under the stage, there are also students from Croney College. Some of them came late for the school festival performance and only watched half of them, while others were pulled by friends to watch the so-called 'new format' repertoire'.

    At this time, they are also full of doubts.

    "How come there are so many?"

    "Don't you know?" A nobleman in front turned his head, "This morning, when His Majesty was receiving Archduke Karl, he mentioned that he was going to watch the song at the Fernanda Theater today... Oh, the drama Performance."

    Several people looked at each other, and couldn't help but look up at the dilapidated box above.

    "Could it be...?" One of them repeated in disbelief, "Could it be... Your Majesty?"

    "Yes, Your Majesty is inside." The nobleman in front replied, "So, do you understand why the Earl can only be here?"

    Outside the door of the theater, a middle-aged man hurriedly turned around, looking at the intersection, eager to see.

    A sweaty woman came out of the theater and asked, "Is Archie back?"

    "Not yet!" The middle-aged man stomped his feet, "Usually being lazy is faster than a rabbit, but now it's as slow as a tortoise!"

    The woman looked anxious and looked towards the intersection: "I don't know if Archie can take credit. Get the things back first."

    "Of course they will!" The middle-aged man said angrily, "Those businessmen have better noses than dogs, and they will pay for it, as long as they can show their faces in front of His Majesty."

    "This is also." The woman laughed, "Fortunately, we cleaned the theater because of Marina's friend."

    The man's expression softened, and he wiped the sweat on the woman's head with his rough hands: "I'm sorry, it's hard for you."

    "What's the matter, this kind of busyness will only make me happy." The woman said, seeing the young man running from a distance, "Archie is back!"

    "Bunny, you're finally back!" The man ran to meet him.

    "Come here!" Archie panted and supported his father's arm, panting like a dead dog, "Dad, I really used up all my milk!"

    "Got it, what about the stuff?" the man asked.

    Archie took off the backpack: "I brought back a few bottles first, and the rest of the drinks will be delivered soon."

    "Good boy." The man rubbed Archie's sweaty hair and gave the backpack to the woman, "I'll give it to you."

    "Okay." The woman took the backpack and hesitated before entering the theater. "By the way, do you want to tell the children about your Majesty?"

    The man pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "Forget it, they were already very nervous. Telling them now may affect their performance."

    "You're right." The woman was rather helpless, "I hope nothing goes wrong."

    "Yeah." The man sighed and stood at the door waiting for the follow-up drinks. When he turned his head, he saw Archie sneaking into the theater and grabbed Archie's clothes. Leader, "Where are you going?!"

    "Dad, I just want to go in and have a look!" Archie pretended to be pitiful, "Malina and the others even want to watch the performance called drama, aren't you curious?"

    "I'm not curious." The man shook his head, "You stay here for me, and you'll have to move things with me later!"

    "Ah, okay." Archie sighed and pricked up his ears to listen to the looming music, "Has it begun?"

    "Yes." Although the man said that he was not curious, he also pricked up his ears.

    "Dad, what kind of drama are you talking about?"

    "Listening to Marina's meaning is to lower the audience threshold and allow more people to understand the performance form." The man muttered, "To put it bluntly, isn't that just standing on the stage and having a conversation?"

    Archie asked curiously: "Standing on the stage to talk? Is it like us?"

    "It seems so." The man frowned, "The whole script seems to have only one or two paragraphs of singing. Do you think people will pay to watch this kind of thing?"

    "Stinky boy!" The man smiled and slapped Archie.

    "Ah~~~The merciless fire~~~~ rushed towards me~~~~~~" Archie opened his mouth to sing.

    "Don't fool around, the drinks are coming." The man saw the carriage in front, "Get the goods first, then you can go in and watch the drama!"

    "Okay!" Archie jumped over and started to help deliver the goods.

    The guests who have a large demand for drinks are generally box guests, they will socialize in the box, and drinks are a must.

    Archie moved the drinks he had just delivered to the second floor, and as soon as he came up, his mother came over: "Thank you for your hard work, Archie."

    "Hey, it's nothing." Archie said nonchalantly, "It's you, Mom, aren't you embarrassed by the dogs raised by the gentlemen?"

    The woman glared at him: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

    "Okay, I won't talk about it." Archie raised his hand in surrender, "I continue to move things."

    "Well, be careful when you go upstairs," said the woman.

    "Okay~" Before Archie went downstairs, he glanced at the best box in the entire theater.

    There are two fully-armed royal knights standing outside the door of the box. The sabres around their waists shimmer with the glimmer of advanced enchantments, and they look very difficult to mess with.

    But everyone knows that the most powerful mage in the empire is His Majesty the Emperor.

    Archie thought to himself, there is a real fight, and he still doesn't know who will protect who.

    The drama that Your Majesty wants to watch, what is it like?

    Thinking of this, Archie quickened her pace, wishing she could finish her work immediately so that she could calm down and enjoy Marina's performance.

    His sister has always wanted to be a soprano, but she was not able to do so because of her talent.

    Now that Marina is finally able to walk on the stage, as a brother, he doesn't want to miss his sister's first performance.

    After finally moving things, Archie finally found a not very good place on the corner of the second floor to enjoy the drama.

    The background of the illusion on the stage is an underground cave, and standing in the center is a man in black clothes, a black cloak, and a silver-white mask.

    This man is telling his story and his hatred of the world to a teenage girl.

    Archie raised his eyebrows, wondering if this is the protagonist? Doesn't that look like a good guy?

    Sure enough, another person dressed in white appeared and asked the man named Phantom to let Christina go. Archie recognized at a glance that this and the man who played the male chief were the same.

    It's just that these two characters have less appearances, and the makeup and voice have changed, so the general audience can't see it.

    …After all, it’s a makeshift team, so it’s not surprising to make a cameo like this.

    On the stage, after a fierce debate, the Phantom was finally persuaded, let the two go away, and began to sing a solo.

    As the current principal tenor of the Fernanda Theater, Archie feels that this performance method called drama is indeed not artistic and difficult...

    But it must be admitted that it is much easier to understand than opera.

    Maybe make money.

    Archie thought honestly, glanced out of the corner of his eyes, and saw a man in a mage robe walking in from the entrance of the theater, and Tom, who was in charge of selling tickets, was anxiously surrounding him, but he didn't dare really stop.

    Is someone making trouble?

    Archie didn't care about listening to Phantom's final solo, and hurried downstairs.

    The author has something to say:  Emperor: Son's fun... No, the performance is of course to watch