In the ever-changing Cecil, there are always many new things being born.
A qualified imperial consul and regional administrator will definitely be interested in these new things.
After a short silence, Victoria looked at Earl Balin: "Perhaps, we can take a look."
"You mean the new-style drama?" Earl Bahrain was taken aback for a moment, not expecting that the Snow Duke, who was always indifferent and said to be uninterested in "drama", would make such a suggestion, but soon realized that the other party might be interested in the new-style drama. I was interested in the "magic technology" behind the drama, so I nodded quickly, "Of course, I mean, it's very worth watching—magic technology can be applied to all kinds of things, and I'm also curious about how it has anything to do with drama."
"Find out where it is," Victoria said flatly, "Let's go."
It didn't take much effort to find out where the performance venue of the new-style drama was. Victoria and his party quickly followed the guidance of passers-by to a large building in the southern part of the city.
It was an inconspicuous building, quite different from the "theater" in Earl Balin's impression - because the theater was always reserved for nobles and wealthy citizens, it should naturally look magnificent, but what he saw was only A square two-story building, except for its size, it is not exquisite or gorgeous in other aspects.
A lot of people have already gathered around this large and simple-looking building.
At a glance, it can be seen that they are basically ordinary civilians.
These people wearing all kinds of winter clothes and looking forward to it have obviously been waiting here for a long time. People on the outside stretched their necks to look at the entrance of the "theatre", and in the area near the inner layer, people wearing Uniformed security guards were maintaining order. Some people chatted and laughed loudly in the crowd. Some vendors even found business opportunities and pushed carts around the square selling snacks and drinks.
Such a lively scene shocked the Earl of Bahrain—there would not be so many people at the entrance of the theater in his memory, and the people watching the theater were all well-dressed, and they brought the housekeeper and came in a carriage. Reception gentlemen and ladies slowly entering the entrance, where is there such a battle
"So many people... come to watch the new theater?" The earl from the capital opened his eyes wide, "They are all citizens... Is Cecil City so rich? Everyone can afford to enter the theater Expenses?"
"My lord, it's said...a ticket only costs a few copper coins, and in Singapore currency, it only costs six Els," an attendant who had gone to inquire about the news said with a somewhat incredulous expression, "and because today is the first time a new type of drama has appeared. , the fare is even half off…”
"Three Er!" Earl Balin's eyes were about to pop out, "What's the difference between this and Baige!"
Immediately afterwards, he suddenly turned his head to look at the square. Looking at the dense crowd, he couldn't help exclaiming in a low voice: "Gods and ancestors! No wonder there are so many people, even if they are not interested in drama. I'm afraid I won't be stingy with those few coins to satisfy my curiosity... But with so many people pouring into the theater, how can the actors on the stage perform? How can order be maintained?"
"I'm afraid it will become very chaotic, my lord," said another accompanying noble from the capital, shaking his head, "and... You see, this place is already chaotic enough."
As soon as the royal nobleman finished speaking, the earl of Bahrain heard the yelling of cart vendors around the square—the loud and penetrating voice went straight into Mr. Earl's head:
"Fresh Potatoes! Best Potato Chips in Cecil!"
"Have a fish roll! Comes with a **** sauce!"
"Winter queues should come with a bottle of anti-cold potion—the best frost resistance potion! Papa Sam made it himself, 52-degree sauce-flavored type!!"
"My head hurts." Earl Balin couldn't help covering his forehead, "This is different from what I thought..."
"The frost resistance potion is even said to be prepared," an accompanying official looked into the distance curiously, "and it is sold in the square?"
"The prices of various resistance potions in the southern border are extremely low, and the diluent of the frost resistance potion is even sold as some kind of health care product," Victoria said lightly. Obviously, she already has some understanding of this. Vendors on the north-south trade route will add some spices or honey to this kind of diluent as a drink to keep out the cold when traveling.”
Earl Bahrain's eyes were wide open, and he almost blurted out "This is really a crazy place", but fortunately he still remembered that this is the imperial capital, and after swallowing this sentence, he said with a slightly weird expression: "Then... Your Highness, you Still going to see…”
"Of course, I'm more and more interested in it now." Victoria glanced at Earl Bahrain lightly. "Also, don't use titles and titles here anymore. It doesn't fit the atmosphere."
"Yes, yes... ma'am," Earl Balin hurriedly agreed, and then looked at the attendant helplessly, "then... let's buy tickets."
The servant took the order to leave, but returned soon, and brought a piece of news that the Earl of Balin hadn't expected.
"Already sold out?" Mr. Earl was dumbfounded, "Not one left?!"
"Yes, sir," the attendant said with shame on his face, "it is said that it was sold out two hours ago."
This is a city where new things emerge almost every day, and the people of Cecil are brave and willing to try those new things, not to mention that there are also new-style dramas that can be watched for only three Els—and yes Open to all public. As the Earl of Bahrain himself said just now, for ordinary people who have never had the opportunity to go into the theater, even if it is just to satisfy their curiosity, this little change is worth it, and the Cecils... Curiosity has always been strong.
Three Er, even if the play is boring, it is not wrong to visit the tables, chairs and roof of the theater-many people even come with this mentality.
The Earl from the royal capital couldn't help turning his attention to the duchess who proposed to come here. He thought that the other party would definitely lose interest in this matter this time, and would even be somewhat annoyed by wasting time. The image has always had nothing to do with "patience" and "gentleness", but Victoria's next words were beyond his expectations—
"Go and ask around to see if anyone is willing to sell the tickets," the Duchess said lightly, and gave detailed instructions with surprising patience, "If you have a good attitude, you can pay extra money, but if the other party disagrees, you can pay the extra money." It cannot be forced."
Her tone was very flat, and her expression was as indifferent as ever, but if there were familiar people nearby, it could be seen at a glance that this was actually a sign of her high spirits.
An attendant nodded and prepared to take orders to leave.
But at this moment, a footstep clearly coming towards this direction caught the attention of the Earl of Bahrain, Victoria and others.
As higher-level Transcendents, they can easily perceive this undisguised approach towards themselves in the crowd.
The Earl of Bahrain raised his head and followed his intuition, only to see a strange man in a cotton coat walking towards him.
Duchess Victoria stopped the entourage from blocking her with unobtrusive gestures, looked at the man approaching, and asked coldly, "Is there something wrong?"
Such an ordinary-looking man seemed to be awed by Victoria Wilder's special aura and outstanding appearance for a moment. He was a little nervous and afraid for a while, but he quickly said: "I just saw you guys seem a little troubled... Is it because of the tickets? ?”
The Earl of Bahrain nodded: "We do want to buy tickets, but they seem to be sold out."
"Ah, that's right," the man in the padded coat suddenly smiled and nodded sincerely, "I just happened to be able to help you—I invited a few friends to watch the drama together and bought tickets in advance. Today they But they said they couldn’t come anymore, I happen to have some extra here, why don’t you? Each ticket only costs one fenar. I know it’s more expensive than the original price, but I also queued for a long time before... "
The Earl of Bahrain opened his mouth and was about to say something when Victoria said, "Yes."
Then the Ice Duke turned to look at him: "Mr. Bahrain, pay."
"But..." Earl Bahrain squeezed out half a word, but under the gaze of those ice-cold eyes, he still took out money to pay the bill like an ordinary citizen, and got a few beautifully printed papers. Tickets with the words "Film Films" and "Threesome Theater" on the surface.
After the man left, the Earl of Bahrain couldn't help but whispered: "Victoria... Ms., you shouldn't trust that man, he's obviously just reselling..."
"I know." Victoria said calmly.
"That… "
"It's just interesting," Victoria said casually, and raised her head to look at the entrance of the theater not far away, "This place is indeed more interesting than Wangdu....
"However, that is indeed an act of disturbing order, and we cannot ignore it.
"I saw a sheriff on the edge of the square just now, any of you should report it."
Victoria Wilde's tone rose slightly, as if her mood suddenly brightened.
After a while, the crowd in front of them finally became agitated faintly.
Victoria, who was in a good mood, raised her mouth a little: "Mr. Balin, it seems that you can enter the venue, let's go and witness."
…
Following the flow of people and the guidance of the staff, the Earl of Bahrain finally walked into this strange "theatre" in his eyes, and found a place for his group among the rows of high and low seats.
Along the way, out of the duty of a gentleman and the instinct of being a subordinate, he tried his best to protect the surrounding Duchess Victoria, so as to prevent the surrounding people from crashing into the Grand Consul of the Empire and the protector of the northern mountains. For this reason, he himself was even pushed several times, but after he sat down on the seat, he still found that it was impossible for him to fully maintain this "decency" and "protection".
The seats are next to each other, and there are people everywhere.
More people flocked here than in any theater he had ever seen in the capital! The seats are also much denser!
Around him, countless civilians—or citizens of the empire—surrounded him, even making this nobleman from the capital feel a little suffocated.
He is so uncomfortable here.
However, Victoria Wilde did not show the slightest bit of discomfort or boredom. The protector of the northern mountains just sat quietly in his seat, his gaze casually scanning the surroundings—despite his lack of expression, the Earl of Balin It can be roughly guessed that this should be an expression of interest and curiosity.
On the road of "adapting to the new order", he seems to be far behind the Duchess.
"This kind of facility should consider the problems of fire and crowding and trampling in advance," Victoria said suddenly, "What do you think, Mr. Baring?"
"Me? Ah, yes, yes, of course," Earl Bahrain almost didn't react, and hurriedly replied, "There are a lot of people here, and there are many densely arranged seats. I really need to consider these... I don't know if everyone here has planned."
Another royal nobleman looked at the stage curiously: "There are no actors on the stage, and there are no sets and props... Could it be that it hasn't been set up yet?"
The Earl of Bahrain looked up subconsciously when he heard the words, and sure enough, he also discovered this strange problem.
On the open platform that should have been the stage at the end of the roughly fan-shaped mass of seats, there was indeed not a single actor to be seen, nor was there any set in sight.
He tried his best to open his eyes wide, but in the end he only saw several magic net bases placed on the platform, and crystal devices combined in a certain array.
The Earl of Bahrain slowly figured it out, but he became even more confused: So... this so-called new-style drama is actually the projection of the magic net terminal
…
Outside the "Threesome" theater, due to the large number of people entering the venue, the originally crowded square suddenly became much quieter.
Some of those who remained in the square were vendors, some were citizens who passed by out of curiosity, and some were law and order personnel.
A man in a dark cotton coat hurried past the edge of the square, his face was beaming, his hat was pulled down.
But he had just reached the entrance of a nearby alley, and before he could turn in, several security guards in uniform suddenly appeared around him.
The man in the overcoat was taken aback, turned his head and ran, but before he could take any further steps, a security guard raised his hand and struck him with a small lightning, knocking him to the ground.
Several security guards swarmed up and pinned the man who was twitching and trying to yell to the ground. The security officer in charge took out the small shackles and reprimanded angrily: "It's you again! It's you again!
"You were there when the Magic Train first started selling tickets, you were there when the first football game sold spectator tickets, and you were there when the first zoo opened!
"Today, the Magic Shadow Drama starts selling tickets, and you really are there!
"You can spend the next half of the month by the water pipe of the Public Security Bureau!"
In the ever-changing Cecil, there are always many new things being born...
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