When Abe was thinking for 0.5 seconds, she watched an actor wearing a bunny hood and holding a pocket watch in his hand running towards her from far away.
"Quick, quick!"
Mr. Rabbit walked a few steps, but when he saw that "Alice" was not following, he stepped forward and took her hand and ran forward, "What's wrong with you? You're like a lost little lamb. Come with me."
Along the way, Abe passed many signs that read "The Kingdom of the Ugly Duckling" and "Grandma Wolf's Forest", as well as a city wall with a horse head hanging on it. The performer, the Goose Girl, was telling him her thoughts. The word "国" that reads "King's Kingdom" is painted with long donkey ears. Occasionally, I pass by the puppet performer parading in the street and am surrounded by the curious eyes of the children.
Mr. Rabbit also greeted them one by one with a big smile.
The two of them stopped in front of the sign of "Alice's Tea Party". It had the same blue and clean words as the maid's uniform. It was wrapped with green leaves and vines. A teacup was spinning on top of it, emitting hot white steam. As soon as Abe opened her mouth, a strong force suddenly hit her back. She felt like she turned over and fell into the dark "rabbit hole".
"Don't be in a daze, your friends are waiting for you!"
Mr. Rabbit's voice echoed in the deep cave.
In the blink of an eye, Abe fell onto the soft cushion without feeling any pain.
What appeared in front of her was a "hanging garden", like a long tea party table, cups and saucers, and a river of flowers floating on the green grass, flowing out from the direction of the sun and spiraling under the long table. Flower carpet, light support surrounds it. The "friends" in Mr. Rabbit's mouth are dressed in small animal costumes, laughing and playing games in the air.
A pot of tea flew from top to bottom in front of Abe. She flicked it with her hand, and it flew back into the air and hit a little boy on the forehead. "Ouch!"
Abe glared at him.
"Alice, have you poured tea for everyone?" Mr. Rabbit also came down, stood gracefully on the cushion, picked up the fallen hat, and put it back on his head. "Hey, it hasn't started yet. What happened to you today?"
He stood in front and clapped his hands, smiling happily and saying: "Okay, my dear friends, the tea party has begun."
"Welcome to Alice's Quirky Tea Party."
As he finished speaking, the "Sky Garden" and "Little Animals" also fell to the ground, turning back into a normal, clean and tidy little tea party scene.
He turned back and complained to Abe: "I also want to hold a tea party in the air, but I'm afraid they won't move properly and choke on the cake."
"you're right."
Abe responded appropriately.
"Oh, dear Alice, you are so sweet today, you actually agree with what I say." Mr. Rabbit praised her without hesitation, and then straightened his tie, "Okay, in that case, I will do it today. Pour them tea.
Mr. Rabbit stepped forward like a kindergarten teacher, putting the snacks on their plates, and holding the teapot, he poured amber black tea for them. The hot mist curled up, and the faint fragrance of tea wafted.
The children looked disappointed as they could no longer play in the sky, but they were well-disciplined and did not cry to express their dissatisfaction. They have already been taught by adults, or have watched performances on TV, even though there are some hilarious behaviors such as holding a dessert fork to scoop out tea. The whole process was very quiet, trying hard to look like a gentleman, lady, and polite.
Abe followed him with the teapot, making people think that she was doing something, but in fact she was not doing anything.
"By the way -" Mr. Rabbit discussed with her, "We haven't decided on today's theme yet. What is the theme?"
Abe made a thoughtful gesture and asked him: "What do you think?"
"Hmm... let's just decide on the theme of 'giving Mr. Rabbit a headache', okay?"
Abe blinked. Even she had never thought that the theme mentioned by the other party was in this style. It was indeed a weird tea party.
Before Abe could agree, he had already turned around and announced to the children: "Let's play a game. Before the tea party ends, if you can give Mr. Rabbit a headache, everyone will get a reward." He sideways The head gave Abby a wink, "Same for you."
"Wow!"
"I love this game!"
The children were all very happy. They love to play games and they love to give adults headaches, which together are so much fun!
They racked their brains to win, some patted the rabbit on the head to give him a "headache", and some pulled out his tail when they couldn't pat him. Mr. Rabbit dealt with it happily, with as flexible agility as a real rabbit. "It's very relaxing. I don't have a headache at all."
When his tea was about to be poured into one of the children's cups, the little boy shook his legs and avoided Mr. Rabbit. He stared at Abby and said willfully: "Isn't she a maid? I want her to pour it."
This is the little boy who was just hit by Abby's "Flying Teapot".
As a target person, Mr. Rabbit found that he had been ignored, and he couldn't help but feel unhappy. But since the little guest made a request, he could only look at Abe and seek her opinion.
Abby read "Alice in Wonderland" when she was in the 22nd century of the Blue Star era, and she had just been reviewing the contents of the book. Her identity is an actor at the amusement park, that is to say, she has to play the role of the little girl named Ally, like a mascot, to deal with these little guests who come to the amusement park to pay to enjoy the items.
But the design here is obviously different. I still remember that in that book, it was the Mad Hatter who held the tea party, not Alice.
Probably because the story lost its authenticity after spreading to the interstellar era, the mastermind in each scene is different, and the information given is different.
So, is she going to use Alice's personality to deal with it
Does the actor need to fit the character, or can he do whatever he wants
Thoughts flashed through her mind. She looked at the little boy unhappily, brushed her skirt and said, "You are so rude. My name is Alice, not your maid."
"Okay Alice, come and pour it for me." The little boy blinked and added smartly, "Okay?"
Usually he talks in such an attitude that stupid "adults" won't bother with a kid anymore.
As expected, Abe gave him a smile, "Okay - since you said so, let me pour it for you."
She walked up to him holding the teapot, but instead of pouring the teapot into his cup, she gently moved a few inches away and slowly poured the tea into the grass in front of him, like a gardener watering flowers. . She said evilly: "If you don't want to drink tea, don't drink it. You arrogant and rude fool is not worthy of drinking my tea. Feeding me grass is better than giving it to you!"
The ferocious and savage tea party host made the scene tense. The whole tea party was quiet. The children were stunned and Mr. Rabbit was stunned. He was letting her cause him a headache, why would she attack the little guest
The little boy opened his mouth. He was attacked by the vicious words, his face immediately turned red, and tears couldn't help but gather in his eyes. He let out a sob, as if he was about to burst into tears the next second, but tried his best to hold it back.
At this time, Abe poked him in the face, and the tears fell with a "pop" sound. As soon as the floodgate opened, he couldn't help crying, "You are a bad guy!"
Abe laughed and he cried loudly. The louder she laughed, the harder he cried, feeling extremely wronged!
The children present were confused, some cried along with them, and some laughed along with them. The scene was so spectacular that the birds in the sky were frightened away. The usually well-behaved gentlemen and ladies began to act horribly, the tea party became a mess, and the tea party time was completely ruined.
Mr. Rabbit lost his grace:
"Stop the quarrel! Stop the quarrel!!!"
“My head hurts so much!!!”
He suppressed the voices of others, and there was a moment of silence in the garden. Abe stretched out her hand to him like a child king: "Reward!"
The children shouted again: "Reward, reward, reward!"
Mr. Rabbit hugged his head and groaned: "Okay, I understand, reward reward, OK!"
"Alice, how did you become like this!"
It was like reminding her that the character she was playing was wrong.
Abbes was not nervous and gave him a smile she learned from him, "That's how I am."
She acted so matter-of-factly that Mr. Rabbit had nothing to say.
The so-called reward is to go see the performance of "Center Stage".
Mr. Rabbit summoned Dumbo, and asked everyone to line up one by one to sit on the elephant's back and fly to the center stage. The little boy who was "attacked" by Abe snorted loudly and had the guts to give up the reward.
Abe didn't even look at him, and sat on Dumbo under his aggrieved and angry eyes. For children, it's like watching a performance. For Abby, it's like she has experienced a level-breaking game, and the center stage may have a reward for her - chess game information.
But that's just a possibility. After all, scenes like the playground may not be considered at all in the defender's layout.
The central stage is not peaceful either. There are several fairy tale characters on the stage, and there is a smell of gunpowder among them.
"The sky is so sunny, the forest is fragrant with green grass, and the birds sing loudly, 'She is such a lovely little girl. She often comes to visit her grandmother who lives in the forest. She wears a red hat, and she -'"
"How stupid." The "Peter Pan" next to her snatched the words of "Little Red Riding Hood", "She doesn't know that the wolf has eaten grandma, oooooooo, Little Red Riding Hood, the wolf grandma is here."
The big bad wolf's big head was reflected on the curtain, and with a roar, it swallowed Little Red Riding Hood into the darkness.
The children took a breath, and some were frightened and cried.
Peter Pan, who occupied the home court, listened to the cries and sang happily: "I would like to be a child for the rest of my life and never grow up, even if I cry all the time..."
"boring."
The third person on the stage, a young boy wearing a suit and vest with meticulously combed hair, laughed coldly.
Little Red Riding Hood and Peter Pan, who appeared again, looked at each other and sang in unison: "his mouth crackles, for hadended our eyes betrays a glimpsebeastly desire..."
Mr. Rabbit gloated in the audience: "The lovely 'screen time' always causes a quarrel."
As he said this, the singing and talking voices on the stage began to fight, one voice overpowering the other, and the sound waves hit his face. They competed with each other for the center stage, and also raised their skirts and hats to greet the audience. The eleven or twelve-year-old boy in a suit and vest, who didn't know who he was playing, leaned against the stage background, put one hand in his pocket, and suddenly yanked the curtain rope while the other two were fighting for it.
The curtain fell suddenly, hitting the heads of the two people fighting, and hooked their headgear. The two people immediately looked at him angrily, singing intermittently, and dealt with this "accident" in a panic.
Mr. Rabbit laughed.
Whether they understood it or not, the audience in the audience was amused by their exaggerated body movements.
Before the curtain fell, Abe looked at the young boy.
His pale blond hair, which was originally combed back, somehow lost a strand, giving him a bit of untamed pride.
An hour passed quickly and the performance gradually came to an end, but no information related to the chess game was seen.
Just when it was about to end, the sirens blared over the amusement park, and everyone couldn't help but look around, falling into confusion and panic.
"It's a city alert."
"Why is the alarm going off?"
"What happened?!"
Only the host stood calmly on the stage and comforted with a smile: "Don't be afraid, everyone must believe that the amusement park is always safe."
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