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But this also proves one fact: Yingque was indeed infected by herself, which is why the medicine was effective against her...
Ultimately, it's still my own problem...
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Was that kiss, that night of passion, a gift of happiness for her, or the beginning of suffering?
He didn't know; he had considered the future, but this was the one thing he had no information about, he had absolutely no way of knowing.
She even hopes they can have children of their own. Will this have any negative impact on her and their children?
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The more Luo Fan thought about it, the more frightened he became.
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Perhaps out of guilt, he quickly changed into a black suit, not even bothering to tie his tie properly, and hurriedly left.
This time, he didn't take one last look at the room before leaving. Was it out of panic, or to comfort himself?
He doesn't know, nor does he want to know; if he doesn't see it, he won't feel panicked.
I opened my eyes, and all that was left was the excuse I had left behind.
So, there's no need to look any further...
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"Let's go, let's set off now, we should be able to arrive by 9:30."
Luo Fan waved towards the living room. The girls had already changed and were ready to head together to the magnificent theater that stood in the city.
As Luo Fan had anticipated, this trip wouldn't be so simple. After all, new shoots always attract the attention of insects with a sweet tooth...
457 Alicia Grand Theatre
This place feels more like London than New York, at least judging from the incessant rain.
Traffic was much lighter on most roads due to the weather, but it picked up dramatically as you approached the theater.
Many people are coming here, and they seem to be among the latecomers...
9:30 might just be a theoretical time; most people probably arrive earlier.
"Let's go, let's try to hurry."
After parking the car, Luo Fan and the girls carefully walked forward in the rain, holding umbrellas.
The rain was really heavy. To prevent their formal attire from getting wet, they had to slow their pace, which attracted the attention of others.
Luo Fan disliked this feeling and didn't want his girls to be looked at like that by others...
"Let's go, a little faster..."
IWS and Lightning didn't want to attract attention in this place either. As one of the humanoids closest to Lofan, they naturally sensed the annoyance hidden in Lofan's sullen words.
Not only did they become even more beautiful after changing into their gowns, but the fact that only Luo Fan was male in the group made it seem somewhat illogical when the ball at the banquet began.
Despite the unpleasant journey, they managed to reach the theater entrance without getting their dresses wet.
Luo Fan glanced around briefly, but did not see Shi Na.
Strange, although they arrived later than the others, they still arrived on time according to the theoretical time. But where is Shina? Why isn't she here?
"Gentlemen," the security guard at the entrance said quickly as they approached, "do you have invitations?"
The girls glanced at Luo Fan, waiting for his return, but Luo Fan had a stern face, his displeasure written all over his face.
"Excuse me, sir, the person responsible for greeting us has not arrived yet."
Regardless of whether the security guard knew anything about the matter, he simply answered based on what he had received.
The other party was clearly not satisfied with this answer and said with difficulty, "Then, I'm sorry, everyone, please leave. Those who are not invited are not allowed to approach this theater."
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IWS and Lightning exchanged a glance, but neither of them understood what was going on. They just watched as Luo Fan's expression began to worsen.
The atmosphere didn't seem as harmonious as the theater appeared...
IWS looked up uneasily. The man standing next to her seemed somewhat unfamiliar to her at this moment; he didn't seem like the kind of person who would get angry over something like this.
"I'm sorry, sir, but the information I received was that the theater staff would bring us in on time. Now, you want to ask us to go back?"
Several unfriendly gazes began to focus on him, and the more Luo Fan felt this fact, the angrier he became.
He just wanted to get the girls away from those eyes as quickly as possible. What was even more annoying was that he couldn't show any reaction to it. After all, in this kind of business, the most important thing is the first impression and a person's ability to react in this kind of situation.
Pulling out a gun is clearly not a rational action.
The security guard maintained the same attitude: "I'm sorry, sir, we don't have your entry record for the previous banquets. I suppose this is your first time at such an event."
He paused, a hint of mockery in his eyes: "Those who can enter this theater are all pillars of Wall Street, or from prominent families, and I have never heard of your name or deeds, perhaps..."
Tsk, so you're resorting to discrimination now, huh?
Eleanor's gaze was even more intense than Lofan's murderous intent. Her patience had reached its limit, but Lofan still managed to suppress it.
This undisguised ruthlessness only fueled the other party's disdain.
"Perhaps someone among your companions needs to learn some social etiquette to avoid causing trouble for others."
...Calm down, calm down.
Luo Fan could already sense that some emotion was driving him to anger, and this was not the outcome he wanted.
Not only Luo Fan, but none of the girls traveling with him looked happy. Even Thomson and M16 were ready to make a move.
Negotiations were proving futile. Luo Fan took out his phone, preparing to make a last-minute call to Shi Na, but just then...
"Hey! It took me a while to get ready, sorry about that."
Having already changed into her formal attire, Se-na was jogging briskly out of the theater.
She wanted to greet Luo Fan first, but his terrible expression made her guess what was going on, so she could only awkwardly laugh and say, "Uh, I'm sorry, our performance is about to start, so I went to change my clothes... Let them in, they are our VIPs tonight."
“But…” the security guard still tried to argue, “We haven’t found any invitation record for him, and he’s not listed in the previous entry records either, so why…”
"Because he was a distinguished guest personally invited by Miss Negitia..."
As if falling into an ice cave, when Shina turned around for the second time, that lighthearted smile had vanished without a trace.
What remained was a fierceness and anger, somewhat different from Luo Fan's...
"The orchestra is not short of people recently, and I hope you can continue to stick to your post. Please keep quiet about things that you shouldn't ask. Miss Negitia does not want to see anyone neglecting Mr. Luo."
"I see......"
The other person seemed to have an instinctive fear of Shina's words; at least, he didn't ask any more questions and obediently made way for everyone.
Regardless, at least the outcome was good, and Luo Fan's expression softened.
"I'm sorry, our security guards often don't follow the rules. How would you like to deal with him?"
Once they were far from the entrance, Shina resumed her usual smile when facing Luo Fan, as if she had only been caught on a nail by a bow.
But this is an internal matter for their theater, so why should they ask him how to handle it?
Luo Fan simply shrugged: "You guys figure it out yourselves. Isn't this theater yours? Personnel changes and such can be done according to your rules."
"That's okay too."
She looked slightly disappointed, as if she wasn't satisfied with the answer...
But she quickly recovered: "Let's go, the performance is about to start. In just a few minutes, after the performance, I will arrange for you to meet Miss Nekitiya."
"Row."
Lovan was quite looking forward to seeing what the performances in this theater would be like, wondering what it was that made these families maintain such mutual respect for the orchestra.
He was very interested...
See if I can send a .jpg file.
Band member illustrations
To prevent some readers from seeing the images too early and not having time to refresh, and also to avoid the possibility that Shuke might have banned the pictures again (after all, the two people's dresses are indeed somewhat dangerous).
I'll try posting it again as a separate chapter, so that updating at the end of the chapter won't affect the overall chapter status.
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Meeting on April 458
PS: The piece performed live is: "Jhin, The Virtuoso" by Edouard Brenneisen
Following the VIP seats provided by Shina, Luo Fan and the girls arrived at their seats on the second floor of the theater, where they could see the entire audience area and the stage.
The view is excellent, and the sound reception is usually the best.
The theater was more magnificent and splendid than I had imagined, with dark gold decorations, 19th-century chandeliers, and exquisite reliefs, perfectly matching the standards of what people imagine an art palace to be.
It's hard to imagine that this is a private theater, and the host is the orchestra that shares the same name as the theater.
"The environment here is actually quite nice, isn't it?"
As he sat down, Lightning stroked the material of the chair and couldn't help but laugh.
Indeed, in this country where land is incredibly valuable, while the theater showcases luxury through various decorative styles, the overall use of dark gold tones makes it understated, like a minor key interspersed among musical notes, harmonious and gentle without being extravagant.
Thomson opened a bottle of champagne with his bare hands and poured a glass for everyone: "Consider this an opportunity to broaden your horizons."
"You've seen this kind of scene quite a few times before, haven't you?"
While observing the interior of the theater from the railing, 16 pigeons couldn't resist making fun of the "arrogant" godfather.
"Of course."
Even in their advanced era, it was still possible to find old items like record players from certain people, and Thomson had the leisure to enjoy these music.
The performance began, but in addition to the familiar violin, Lovan seemed to hear a very familiar "click" sound.
It sounds a lot like a gun being cocked...
The violin was clearly the star of the performance, and naturally, its player, Sena, stood on the stage, with the entire Alicia Symphony Orchestra behind her.
The increasingly intense rhythm is like a dancer gradually quickening their pace to the beat; even though there are no dancers, one can still feel an invisible thrill.
According to Luo Fan's assessment, the first half of this piece of music is extremely... aggressive.
At least, he really liked it...
In the middle section, the horns sounded, and after the clamor subsided, only desolation remained...
The violin solo, the girl's swan song, Luo Fan could no longer feel that indifferent attitude towards everything from her, which formed an extremely strong contrast with her current self.
Her slightly furrowed brow reflects the utmost respect an artist holds for their work...
From clamor to desolation, from fervor to sorrow, from high aspirations to dejection, it is the sublimation of music, and also the trajectory of life.
After enjoying the boisterous cheers, one begins to crave peace of mind and tranquility.
I built my hut in the midst of human habitation, yet there is no noise of carriages and horses. You ask me how this can be? When the heart is far away, the place naturally becomes secluded.
Luo Fan could perhaps understand to some extent why this orchestra earned the respect of the families; at least based on the quality of their work alone, no one wanted to let them freeze to death in the snow...
The music seemed to possess some kind of magical power, calming Luo Fan's slightly restless heart.
Their music transported themselves, the audience, and Se-na herself from the noise into a world of peace and joy.
In the finale, only the low murmur of the singer remained...
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I have to say, it's perfect.
When the performance ended, a huge round of applause erupted in the theater, and even Luo Fan and the girls couldn't help but cheer for him.
There's no need to share personal opinions or evaluations of the music; the impact has already taken root in the hearts of every listener.
Everyone has their own best perspective, no need to argue, just like the peace and harmony this music aims to bring...
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