The performance of the Black Swan Troupe came to an end under the wave of applause... Even if the curtain on the stage was slowly pulled up, there were still many audience members who sat in their seats for a long time and were reluctant to leave. Flower of the West" at a glance.
Professor Shalinya sat in the VIP seat and listened to the incessant applause below. As the owner of Nolan National Theatre, he was very satisfied with this performance and the Black Swan Theatre Company, as expected from Fallow, the country of art. The first troupe of the West, almost everyone was conquered by the charm of the flower of Farosi tonight.
"Professor Shalinya's carriage has been arranged. Are you going out now?"
"Of course, it's time to say goodbye to our old friend."
Professor Shalinya picked up the goblet in his hand, drank the red wine in the glass, and then placed the glass directly on the table next to him.
He doesn't know what taste is, and he has never had such an idea. He only knows that red wine tastes good or not. This is also one of his methods of running a theater. The connotation and artistry of the performances are the most secondary. The most important thing is to look good and interesting, and be able to attract the audience...
That's the most basic thing a theatre can live on, but an old friend of his never understood it, sticking to his pathetic art.
And now that his art is driving him to a dead end, it's time for Professor Sarinya to make the Nolan National Theatre the only theatre in the country.
Professor Shalinya opened the door, and several attendants followed him. Before he could reach the stairs, a figure at the end of the corridor stopped him.
"Professor, where are you going?"
"I'm just going to visit an old friend, Miss Carroll... You've just finished such a wonderful show, so go and rest for a while."
Shalinya looked at the girl leaning against the wall of the corridor. It was the "Flower of Farosi" who had bloomed with her own charm on the stage just now. Although she had already taken off her makeup, she was wearing a gorgeous and elegant dress. Having heavy dresses has not changed.
"I heard from my father that Nolan is the most prosperous city in the world, far more prosperous than Rigal, the capital of my motherland, but I have been in this city for almost three days, and I have not seen this city well, may I ask Professor, can you take me to see it?"
Her speech and actions are elegant and generous, but God knows what this girl who can play all kinds of roles to the fullest really looks like.
"This... Miss Carroll, forgive me..."
It is an honor for any man to be able to visit the city with a beautiful woman, but this time, Professor Shalinya came to visit the city, not to go out for sightseeing.
It's enough to bring a lot of magicians with five big and three rough, and it's not a problem to bring the lead actor of his theater "Flower of Pharossi" to the door.
"Professor, can I understand that your next speech is against the orders of a duke's daughter?"
Although she couldn't hear the meaning of any order in her tone, this sentence was enough to make a lot of cold sweat break out of Professor Shalinya's back.
The Nolan National Theatre has a very clear class. As the behind-the-scenes manager of the theatre, he should have absolute right to speak, but since the arrival of the Black Swan Theatre, it has been different.
His relationship with the Black Swan Troupe is not that of an employer, but an equal one, and even the most prominent black swan in the troupe is far superior to him.
The reason for all this is that this "Flower of Farosi" is the daughter of a grand duke of Farosi, and Professor Shalinya's identity is nothing more than a theater administrator.
One of his old friends, Sir Whitebud, is also a Faroese, and only people from this artistic country can open a theater, and the reason why this black swan chose to come to his theater was purely on a whim.
Just like the sudden request to go out now, Professor Sarinya still can't guess what she is thinking.
"But Miss Carroll, if you're recognized when you're out now..."
Professor Shalinya knew what kind of influence the "Flower of Pharossi" had in Nolan at this time. If Carroll was recognized outside, it might cause a commotion.
"I know, so I've been prepared." Caroline put a mask on her face.
"… "
Just a mask can't hide your identity at all!
Shalinya wanted to directly remind the flower of Farosi, but considering the identity of the other's duke's daughter, Shalinya's classroom did not dare to continue to neglect.
It just happened to let her experience the downfall of the Bai Jinghua Theater, and then compare it with the Nolan National Theater, which was at its peak, and it would definitely make the Nolan National Theater gain a firm foothold in the heart of this proud black swan.
"Please."
Professor Shalinya led the way and chose a corridor in the theater that only he and his attendants knew about and came to the outside of the theater.
Professor Sarinya heaved a small sigh of relief when Caroline got into the carriage carrying her heavy dress.
He should be thankful that the current audience has not left.
The carriage began to move towards the White Brilliant Theater, and Caroline, who was sitting in the carriage, opened the curtains and looked outside.
"Before I came to the city, I heard from my father that there were two theaters in the city."
"Miss Carroll, there is only one, and the White Thorns Theatre you are referring to has been reduced to the point where there is no new show for nearly half a year and is about to close down, and such a dilapidated place will not have any guests to patronize. "Professor Sarinya said.
"Is it?"
"I vouch in my name, and I vouch to your father, that everything you have enjoyed in Farosi is the best, and everything you have enjoyed in Nolan is also the best, and this is the Nolan National Theatre can give you the answer."
Carroll didn't answer any further, she looked out the window, her burgundy pupils reflected the city's scenery, and Nolan in the night was lit up by the light of the inscription.
After a journey of more than ten minutes, the carriage soon came to the door of the Bai Jinghua Theatre. Sir Shalinya stepped out of the carriage. The surroundings of the Bai Jinghua Theatre still seemed so deserted, but the more deserted he was, the happier he was.
"Hope this poor theatre won't stain your dress, Miss Carroll."
Professor Shalinya doesn't mind if someone recognizes this flower of Farosi, even if he recognizes it, it's even better. This time, this visit is not only to smash the field, but also to take away the people in other people's fields at one time. Best results.