NOVPUBBackstage remained silent.
Cat Immortal was stunned for a moment, looking around.
He hurriedly waved his Rod again, and the light fog spread out once more, accompanied by the music.
"Night breeze gently caresses, petals scatter, Love God, your voice tenderly purifies the world."
This dance was a tribute to the Love God, mimicking the Love God’s holy dance.
Prayers passed through the square, reaching directly to the pinnacle of the stage.
"Under your care, fate continuously flourishes."
Cat Immortal chanted loudly,
"Cute and lovely transformation!"
"..."
This time, it was not just the stage that had gone quiet.
The audience seats were also silent.
"I said, cute and lovely transformation!"
Cat Immortal, still disbelieving, spun his Rod in a big circle on the spot.
Grey Princess still did not appear.
"Transform again!"
"Transform for me!!"
"Why the heck aren’t you coming out!"
...
At that moment backstage.
The actors and props crew were bustling back and forth, extremely busy.
Occasionally, extras passed by, noticing the leading male and female actors memorizing their lines.
"Why haven’t you two left yet?"
"Just one more look, just one."
Talia’s hands were nearly tearing the script apart.
Ideally, Talia could have gone on stage first, and Lanci could have told her the lines from backstage, but Lanci himself was like a mud statue barely crossing the river, desperately memorizing lines and unable to help Talia.
They both somewhat regretted agreeing to Abigail earlier.
It was said that those actors had memorized lines all night and had rehearsed for hundreds of hours to reach the performance standard.
How could they remember even a few lines in these few minutes!
...
In Thuringian Province, Nistrello City, at a residence.
The warm light flickered through the first-floor curtains, giving the appearance of a family gathering.
In front of the magic wallpaper screen in the living room.
"Um, why is this preamble so long?"
Hyperion sat on the sofa, cracking sunflower seeds, waiting for the next scene to start.
"That’s how it is, they always tantalize us before the exciting parts, and it’s already good without any commercial breaks," Sinola explained to Hyperion.
But she was still looking forward to the male lead Earl’s appearance, hoping he would be a super handsome guy.
Now she not only cared about a handsome face but also about the inner qualities and charisma. Thinking about it more, Lanci was uniquely outstanding, but Lanci was so perfect that Sinola felt he was a bit unreal, which led her to temper her expectations.
"Why do I feel like the guy on stage is about to go crazy?"
Antanas pointed at the screen.
Watching Cat Immortal perform various dances, it seemed he was just short of breakdancing.
"It’s probably not a performance mishap; having a special easter egg in the public release is a pretty normal arrangement,"
Snow Witch said, her eyes mostly on the book in her hand, listening most of the time, occasionally looking up.
Brielda Opera House, under the new executive’s promotion, valued media and educational outreach, initiating various educational projects, popularizing opera arts, and "Global Live" broadcasted live performances through high-definition screenings to media terminals and cinemas worldwide.
The opera house also occasionally offered lectures, seminars, and backstage tours to attract audiences of different ages, holding a high level of social influence.
Every year, hundreds of thousands of audience members came to see performances, making it one of the most popular high-end cultural centers in Brielda City, meaning major performance mishaps were practically impossible.
...
After a while more.
"I’ll transform, transform, transform——!"
The voice at the front of the stage, nearly breaking, echoed to the back of the curtain.
"What are you all doing?!"
Abigail ran from the audience seats back to backstage, saw Talia still dallying, and burst out angrily,
"Girl, hurry up on stage!!"
Abigail pushed Talia towards the front of the curtain.
"Ying! Lanci, help me!"
Talia looked back while walking forward, her eyes sending out a plea for help telepathically.
She felt so nervous that she couldn’t remember a single line.
"..."
Lanci was still buried in memorizing; at least one of them had to remember the lines.
He believed that no matter the situation, he could smooth it over.
