NOVEL Don't confiscate my identity as a human race Chapter 1027 - 755: Lanci and Talia’s Curtain Call Performance_3

Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 1027 - 755: Lanci and Talia’s Curtain Call Performance_3
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"I heard that Director Abigail was strict, but I never expected her to rehearse the actors to this extent during the theatrical release."

The VIP seats.

"I don’t get it..."

Abigail mumbled to herself, perplexed.

The script clearly marked that all that was needed was a change of scene.

Yet, the speed at which the leading lady ate the pastries was so fast she could hardly see.

Where on earth had Xido found these two bizarre actors? 𝘯𝑜𝘷𝘱𝘶𝑏.𝘤𝘰𝑚

...

"What I’m trying to say is, the adorable way you eat has also intoxicated me. Before memories begin to fade, I want to be by your side forever, just like in a lucid dream."

Lanci stared at Tata’s face as he finished the last line of the scene.

Suddenly.

"I...I..."

Talia’s expression was blank, her voice became softer and softer, and her cheeks turned a thorough red.

It was just Lanci.

Just a tiny Lanci!

Why did it make her heart beat so uncontrollably?

"Mr. Governor, when you look at me, you don’t know, I’ve already fallen into danger."

Talia felt she could speak well throughout the entire play, but at this moment, she was so nervous she couldn’t control her voice,

"Come, come to my world, I’m not, not afraid, you can take my life if you need to, or play with my heart amidst applause."

She hunched her neck, closed her eyes tightly, and said in a trembling voice, tears almost spilling from the corners of her eyes.

Hearing the final dialogue between the Governor and Cinderella, the audience in the opera house couldn’t stay seated any longer, and many, out of sheer excitement, stood up and clapped continuously.

...

Nistrello City.

The evening show in the mansion’s living room was also coming to an end.

Huebelle watched the screen without uttering a word.

"It’s getting late, shall we go to bed...?"

Sinola tentatively asked in a soft voice.

...

Antanas was now afraid to speak.

Because Pranay had not returned yet.

She was a bit worried that Pranay wouldn’t come back tonight and would appear directly in their car tomorrow morning, waiting for them.

The earlier plays were just déjà vu.

But this final part was exactly like what they saw on the second floor of Boss Cat Restaurant that day.

"Er..."

Sinola and Antanas glanced at each other and decided to continue persuading Huebelle to rest for the night.

"Huebelle, are you ok?"

The Snow Witch put down her book and asked her with concern.

"I’m actually really fine."

Huebelle shook her head,

"My aunt is pure and unsullied, my Lanci is upright and honest; it’s impossible for them to be together in secret. I believe they don’t need reasons."

She clenched her fist firmly.

The Snow Witch watched Huebelle for a while.

She knew Huebelle’s sentimental nature very well. Sometimes, Huebelle also tended to fall into self-consumption too easily.

"Ah, after all, I’m not your real mother, at times like this, if Isatia were here it would be good, she could comfort you somewhat."

The Snow Witch shook her head.

"Woo, mom... Will you be in Brilda?"

Huebelle looked into the distance, wiped away her tears and said with hope.

...

The whole house was boiling, applause thundering.

Golden confetti and multicolored petals fluttered in a celebration of song and dance.

Leading actors delivered their songs in turn.

"True love ultimately overcomes all, kind forgiveness touches hearts♫. Hard work will eventually pay off, the humble maid transforms into a princess♫. Hold on to hope and dreams come true, love magic brings happiness in this life♫!"

The curtain slowly fell, the stage grew dark, and spotlights shone on the happy shadows of Cinderella and the Governor.

The music swelled, and the play ended.

The applause lasted for a long time.

At curtain call, the production staff walked onto the stage to bow and express their gratitude to the audience.

Everyone’s faces were filled with a sense of achievement and pride, while also feeling a bit relieved.

The two actors that Director Abigail had brought in at the last minute were undoubtedly talented.

But they were too free-spirited.

Even now, the other cast members couldn’t tell if the lead actors had gone off-script or if Director Abigail had changed her strategy at the last minute. However, no one dared to ask.

Regardless.

The hard work and sweat they poured in had finally borne fruit.

Presumably, today’s release would be highly praised, and widespread distribution was just around the corner.

...

Inside the opera house, in a room separated by a temporary seal.

Abigail stood behind the door, impatiently waiting for the communication to connect.

"Can you be reliable for once, Mr. Bishop? Where did you find those actors? Today if luck had been any worse, it would have turned into a serious stage accident!"

She held a pink Communication Magic Card in her hand and questioned the other side.

...

Buzzing came through the Communication Magic Card.

"What? The actors you found are still stuck on the road?"

Abigail couldn’t believe it,

"Then who are those two?"

She exclaimed in disbelief.

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