You are Toyokawa Shoko, then who am I?

But she quickly shook her head, thinking only about whether calling Mu to meet Toyokawa Sho would make him happy.

In the end, she chose to trust the relationship between Toyokawa Sho and Wakaba Mutsu.

Even someone like me can remember so much when seeing Toyokawa Sho. Yimu and he have a childhood sweetheart relationship...it must be better than mine.

If it was Mu, perhaps I could naturally ask him what he was sad about today. If I could win over Mu, the lamp wouldn't be far away. Then, the only thing missing would be Su Shi...

Wait until all five of them get together again.

Crychic was resurrected.

When Lixi thought of this vision, she felt a surge of faith in her body. She opened the screen of her mobile phone, searched the list for a long time, and found Ruoye Mu's profile picture.

Just as my fingers were about to type out the message on the keyboard, I heard the voice in my heart murmur, it’s not too late to regret now.

If you click on it.

Xiang is no longer just yours.

Li Xi was silent and hesitated for a moment, but after a few seconds, she started typing on her mobile phone.

in the morning.

She did think that it would be great if she could help Toyokawa Sho with everything.

But this idea only came from the uneasiness in my heart. I just felt that if I didn't help enough, I might be abandoned by Toyokawa Sho.

And now.

She could tell herself with certainty that Toyokawa Sho would not abandon her.

So naturally, she would no longer have such thoughts in her mind.

Maybe I'm still thinking that I can monopolize more of Toyokawa Sho's attention.

But compared to one's own desires, compared to one's own thoughts.

Now, Tatsuki Shiina is more focused on Toyokawa Sho's happiness.

Just as she had just thought, she would do her best to help Toyokawa Sho be happy.

Even if this means that she can no longer monopolize Toyokawa Sho like she does today.

She is willing too.

So, the fingers typed the sentence and sent the message.

Not far away, Wakaba Mutsu, who had followed his mother to the crew to get acquainted with the people, took out his cell phone and saw the message sent by Shiina Riki.

[Shiina Riki: I'm so embarrassed to beg you.]

[Shiina Riki: Can you come to my part-time job tomorrow?]

【Shiina Riki: I met someone. 】

[Shiina Tateki: His name is Toyokawa Sho.]

40

Chapter 40 S0 champion Wakaba Mutsu begins her pre-match warm-up.

Inside a large theater in Tokyo.

Wakaba Mutsu and her mother Mori Minami sat in the front seats, looking up at the performance on the stage.

The play on stage is Shakespeare's most famous love play, "Romeo and Juliet".

Because of its almost household name fame and its enduring plot that has stood the test of time, there are countless musicals and stage plays adapted from this play.

For example, the 68 version directed by Franco won the Best English-language Foreign Film at the 26th Golden Globe Awards thanks to the heroine Olivia Hussey, who made her official debut at the age of fourteen and whose age perfectly matched Juliet.

Another example is the 96 version that was adapted into a modern crime film by Baz Luhrmann. Leonardo DiCaprio, who was still in his prime at the time, was filmed with an extremely slender and fragile glass beauty, which successfully helped this version to be nominated for the 69th Academy Awards.

It can be said that Shakespeare had overcome the biggest difficulty hundreds of years ago.

Later generations only need to follow the steps to modify the original work, which is already as dazzling as a golden bird, with the aesthetics of modern stage plays or film art, and then they can sell it out at a high price.

The "Romeo and Juliet" currently being performed in this theater is the French version that opened in Gaul in 02.

The night was drawn open.

Romeo walked alone in the night.

At this moment, Juliet walked onto the balcony and sang affectionately.

“A Quelleé Toile, A Quel Dieu…

(Which star, which god should I turn to)

Je Dois Cet Amour Dans Ses Yeux——? (To repay the love I saw in his eyes?)"

The clear and light female voice was melodious and the audience below was amazed and cheered the moment it started to sing.

Ruo Yemu just looked at Juliet on the stage calmly, his beautiful light yellow eyes were as calm as a lake without ripples.

She didn't have much interest in stage dramas. From childhood to adulthood, she had almost always been learning things she didn't like.

In order to meet her parents' expectations and visions, she is like a puppet whose life is manipulated by strings. She is deprived of the right to think and resist, and walks like a zombie on the dreams of others.

"Mu, watch carefully and learn well. Do you see the progression of her emotions and her control of her voice? These are the techniques you need to remember. Don't let your attention wander."

As a mother, Mori Minami turned her head and whispered something in Wakaba Mutsu's ear.

Seeing that Ruo Yemu just nodded, she continued to give one of the most classic words in the East Asian parent circle.

No matter how hard or tiring it is, it's all for your own good.

You must work hard and don't let your parents down.

"To bring you to see this play today, Mom even postponed her work tonight. You know how busy Mom has been lately? I have to go to the set this morning and discuss advertising cooperation in the afternoon. Even so, Mom still made time to bring you here. Mu won't let Mom down, right?"

"...I won't, Mom."

The light in Ruoye Mu's eyes dimmed.

Under the coercion of her mother in the name of love and devotion, she had no choice but to continue tying herself to the train with no end in sight, letting the strong wind whistle past and beat against her heart which had become accustomed to this.

She quietly watched the actors on the stage moving around, her clear and bright eyes silently recording everyone's performance like a camera.

Whether it was the most dramatic emotional outburst between the male and female protagonists, or the commendable details and actions of other supporting characters, she paid close attention.

Then I started writing and summarized it in simple and easy-to-understand language in the small notebook I carried with me.

In fact, she didn't need to write it down in the notebook so deliberately.

She has a good memory and things she has seen once will leave a certain impression in her mind.

But if she did nothing and just watched quietly, her mother would think that she didn't take it seriously and didn't remember it carefully.

So ever since her mother told her that once, whenever she went out to watch a stage performance with her mother, she would bring a small notebook for taking notes. She would write a few paragraphs on it from time to time, and then tell her mother her specific thoughts after watching the performance, so as to make her mother feel at ease.

At this moment, the phone in my pocket vibrated.

The sound is very slight, almost non-existent.

But Mori Minami's eyes still swept over like a knife. Wakaba Mu slightly opened his pink lips and lowered his eyes. It was an expression of admitting his mistake, but Mori Minami still emphasized it.

"Mu, didn't I tell you to put your phone on airplane mode when you're watching a show? Are those messages more important, or is it more important that your mom brings you here to study? Don't let unimportant things bother you."

This time Mu didn't say anything, just nodded silently.

The person who just sent her a message should be Su Shi.

For some reason, Su Shi sent her a lot of messages last night, and the general meaning was just one sentence, begging her not to give up Toyokawa Shoko.

She held her phone and it took her half an hour to reply to Su Shi's message, but Su Shi sent many more messages after that, and she didn't finish replying until she fell asleep.

The next morning, she had to go to a professional class, so she didn't have time to reply, and it has been left idle until now.

She felt that Su Shi still hadn't recovered from the trauma of Xiang coming to her in the heavy rain a week ago and saying he wanted to quit the band, so he was eager to seek comfort from her.

Ever since something happened in Toyokawa Shoko's family a month ago, Crychic's band activities have been facing the crisis of disbanding.

And she is the only one in the band who knows what really happened in Xiang's family.

simply speaking.

Xiang's father failed in the struggle and was kicked out of the family as a loser, while Xiang's mother chose to stay and protect their family's foundation.

Ruoye Mu remembered very clearly that her parents had discussed the matter for a long time, and finally they came to the conclusion that they did not recommend her to keep in touch with Xiang.

But she was worried about Xiang, so she still went to find Xiang.

However, Xiang didn't seem to want her to come over, and even his current address was something she had to ask for many times before she could get it.

Recalling the complicated and sad expression Xiang had on his face when he saw her.

Ruoye Mu pursed his thin lips, and his mood, which was already as gloomy as a rainy day, was shrouded in a thick fog that was difficult to break.

Xiang hasn't sent her a message for a week...

What is it like to be someone who doesn't know that they care about someone? It's like a python crawling onto your body and spitting its tongue out at your back. The chill is so cold that it makes you feel biting. You want to take the initiative to find the other person, but all you see is an expression of hurt and resistance on their face.

to the end.

She can only be the same as before.

There was nothing I could do but watch everything happen before my eyes.

Although he was clearly in the middle of the situation, he was like a bystander most of the time, with no chance to influence the situation. He could only separate his mind from his body, watching himself being engulfed and bound by countless things, and then, blindfolded with a black cloth, walking forward according to the wishes of others.

If Ye Mu wanted to have something he could decide for himself.

But she never found a suitable opportunity, or rather, the opportunity she once had, but the opportunity called Crychic had disappeared and was no longer a thing of the past.

Therefore, today she is also doing her best to play the role of [Wakaba Mutsu] who will not cause trouble to those around her.

About an hour or two passed.

The track is nearing its end.

The members of the troupe stood in a row, some with smiles on their faces, some with relief that the performance had finally ended smoothly. They interacted with the audience below the stage, waved, and then bowed to express their gratitude.

Immediately, there was a loud bang. Colorful paper sticks rained down from the sky, followed by a release of dry ice, which transformed into a misty smoke that cast a shadow over the actors on the stage. Thunderous applause marked the end of this wonderful performance.

Ruo Ye Mu clapped her hands gently with an indifferent expression. Behind her were thousands of cheers, and even her mother beside her was secretly applauding, but she did not show any emotional fluctuations.

She had no interest in stage performances and had always studied as a task, so she didn't find it attractive and didn't understand why the people on the stage showed such happy expressions.

How hard it is to perform a song.

They should both know it well.

Not only do you need to maintain a perfect body shape at all times, you also have to exercise to a certain extent every day. You can't eat casually or stay up past 11 o'clock in the evening.

In addition, there are oral exercises, tongue twisters, improvisations, line practice, non-proper performances, writing character biographies, focusing on facial close-ups, etc.

It might be okay to practice these things once or twice a week, but it’s no use doing this kind of specialized training every day.

Over time, you will naturally feel bored and feel that performing is a difficult thing.

So in Wakaba Mu's opinion, performing is not something that can bring people happiness. At least she has never felt happy once during practice.

She silently watched the curtain call on the stage. Her limited knowledge still made her unable to come up with an answer. She didn't understand why the actors on the stage were smiling so brightly.

Just when she wanted to put this question aside, her ears suddenly seemed to be gently wrapped by a handful of soft clouds.

very gentle.

Very delicate.

It feels like just lying in bed, covering your body with the quilt, you can let go of all the fatigue of the day and fall into a deep sleep, making you feel safe and relaxed.

She blinked, and the stage curtain call in her sight seemed to have been processed by montage, flickering and jumping to another scene that she had never seen before from time to time.

It’s also the curtain call on stage.

Everyone stood up and applauded.

I was even wearing the same grey plaid skirt I was wearing today.

But the performances are different.

The play on the stage now is "Romeo and Juliet", and what I see on the screen seems to be Stendhal's "The Red and the Black".

She tried to concentrate on the scene she had never seen before, and then found herself like Alice in Wonderland, falling from reality into the world of dreams.