According to the narrator's description, this play is adapted from the real experience of Star Sword Princess. It is realistic, detailed, thorough and profoundly depicts the performance of this peerless genius in the battle that made him famous: the defense battle of Qingquan City.
But it does not focus on showing her heroic appearance on the battlefield, but describes her other side outside the battlefield, shows her unknown side in life, and strives to restore a true Star Swordswoman.
Just like that, the performance started and the actors came on stage. Rolle's eyes widened instantly.
A burly and strong tank jumped onto the stage with a "boom" sound.
‘Her’ hair was dyed colorful, matching the color of the woven bag; her face was covered in heavy makeup, like combat camouflage; a dirty women’s dress was about to burst from the muscles on her body.
What's more important is that the stubble on the face has not been shaved off...
"Ouch! My eyes!"
"Ahhh! Blind! Blind!"
The audience in the audience wailed.
Rolle also had the urge to poke himself in the eyes.
Tank was not affected by the audience in the audience. He raised his chest and raised his head, picked up a strand of hair on his chest muscles with two fingers, and began to recite:
"I, the most shining star in the empire, wake up every day and fall in love with my own beauty..."
"Why am I so beautiful? Why am I so dazzling?"
"Na na na na na na na~"
The sonar is old.
With just one appearance, half of the audience was scared away.
Rolle didn't run away, he was in a good mood, and he forcibly restrained the urge to poke his eyes out, just to watch it as an absurd comedy.
The subsequent plot is also really absurd. As a group of middle-aged and elderly actors in their forties and fifties appear on the stage, "The Star Sword Princess" quickly unfolds a sad and graceful sadomasochism. To put it simply, it is walking back and forth with five or six licking dogs.
Even if the plot is nonsense, Nian Bai is particularly shocking:
"Ah! Miss Shining Star! Ah! You are the light in the sky! Ah! You are the meaning of my life! Ahhhhh!"
“((((((((nah))))))))”
Luo Er is funny in the audience, and his skin is charred and his flesh is tender, giving him a special sour and refreshing experience.
If I have to find an advantage for this drama, Luo Er feels that it can only be Tank who plays the role of the Star Sword Princess.
Although his image may not be realistic, he is very serious and hard-working. Every action and every utterance is filled with emotion and soul. He has neither laughter nor stage fright. He is more invested than the others.
If he plays a role that fits his image seriously, the impression may be much better.
Finally, this outrageous farce finally came to an end, and the actors took the stage in a ceremonial manner and formally thanked the audience who stayed behind.
Only then did Rohr notice that besides himself, there were actually more than ten spectators left in the audience? They were all young people in their twenties, the stunned kind.
No way? Can this kind of drama still have an audience? No way, no way?
While Luo Er was wondering, he heard the leader of the young men curse in anger:
"You bastards! How dare you slander my beloved Sword Princess like this!"
Others also followed suit and cursed:
"Yes, yes! It's impossible for our Sword Princess to fall in love with someone else! It's impossible for her to fall in love with someone else!"
"How dare you smear Lady Sword Princess? She might have had a private meeting with someone in the toilet? She doesn't even need to go to the toilet..."
Luo Er was stunned for a moment. What these people care about is not the overall plot, nor the powerful Star Swordswoman, nor the poor performance, but more about the interpersonal relationships in it?
This smell is a bit familiar...
An old fan.
The young people below were scolded, but the actors above were scolded honestly and did not speak back.
But after scolding for a while, they felt that the scolding was not enough, and they all picked up their chairs, somewhat wanting to take action.
After scolding someone, you still hit them. Isn’t that not good?
Luo Er was a little hesitant to stop it.
But there was someone who moved faster than him.
A petite figure jumped out from the background, holding a wooden prop sword in his hand, and bravely stood in front of the 'Star Sword Princess'.
"Don't hit my dad!"
This is a dark, thin and short little girl, wearing a dirty skirt, but her eyes are shining with determination.
Not cute.
But very brave.
Unfortunately, courage failed to bring her strength, and a young man who had climbed onto the stage kicked her into the corner.
"Ellie!"
‘Star Sword Princess’ looked nervous and her fists were tightly clenched, but an old man in his 50s next to him grabbed him and silently shook his head at him.
At this time, a muffled sound of "whoosh" suddenly sounded in the audience, and a chair drew an arc and hit the young man's head accurately.
He said nothing and fainted.
Everyone looked back.
"bui!"
Luo Er spat and gave the group of young people a thumbs-down gesture, instantly drawing hatred away from them.
The young people's eyes glowed with a fierce red light, they picked up their chairs and rushed over like crazy to reason with Luo Er.
Unfortunately, Luo Er's reasoning was stronger, and he convinced them all in a few seconds, and they all fell to the ground.
But even so, they were still struggling hard on the ground, trying to argue with Rohr again.
"Are the folk customs here so simple?"
Roll couldn't help but feel that something was wrong, so he had to kick them one by one to make them stop.
Then he saw the actors using various props and rushing towards him with red eyes.
The only exception was 'Star Sword Princess'. She seemed to be caught in some strange tangle, her body struggling in place, her expression ferocious and painful.
It's like my brain is saying: "Hurry! Come on!"
But the body is saying: "No! You don't want to!"
Maybe it was because the dark and thin little girl was hugging his calf tightly?
"This is the fourth time. It can't be an accident."
"I hope nothing big happens..."
Luo Er whispered to himself, and then tried to persuade the actors as quietly as possible.
‘Star Sword Princess’ also became quiet, holding her head in her hands and rolling on the ground.
After a few minutes, he calmed down. With his face pale and sweaty, he slowly got up from the ground, and then looked down at his casserole-sized palm.
"I...what's wrong with me?"
His daughter took out a handkerchief from her arms and carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Roll looked sour.
The other actors also came to their senses one after another, looking at the bruises and panda eyes on each other's faces, as well as the mess around them, with confused expressions on their faces.
"Let's go to church first. I happen to know a doctor. I hope he's not off work yet."