Fantasy: God-level Store Manager Chapter 2450: I would have

Donald did not refute Grace's analysis because he felt the sa way.

Regardless of how popular the Rose Opera Troupe is, there are many things that need to be handled every ti the location is moved, and the preparations required to complete a performance are very complicated.

"Second point."

Grace stretched out another finger, "Opera needs actors to perform, and the state of actors is not fixed, and no one knows if any unexpected situation will occur."

"Indeed." Donald nodded.

No actor can maintain his peak state all the ti and will be affected by various external factors.

Such as acclimatization, accidental illness, rehearsal injury, eating a bad stomach and so on.

"But the image we saw has no such concerns at all. I think when recording these images, they have to repeat them at least dozens of tis behind the scenes to achieve the most perfect effect. This is an opera that can never be compared to Yes." Grace breathed a sigh of relief, "It's like with the death of a great actor, his masterpieces will also beco extinct."

"Even if soone performs the sa opera again, it is no longer the sa." Donald breathed a sigh of relief and smiled helplessly. "After all this, isn't there any rit in the opera?"

"Of course there are advantages."

Grace smiled lightly and looked around, "We are all real, we can interact with the audience, and that kind of image is just a cold picture."

Donald was lost in thought.

He heard the noise of the troupe mbers, but his mind was calm.

After a long ti, he raised his head with a helpless expression: "It seems that this is the only advantage."

…

Fu Qing was in a bad mood.

Indeed, she admitted that the story presented in the image was very exciting, and when she finally saw the ending, when the two t again, she even shed tears.

But it made her mood worse.

As the current Rose Flower of the Rose Opera Troupe, she is a well-deserved focus wherever she goes.

Countless nobles cheered and revelled for her, just because she saw her, they were so excited that they couldn't sleep at night.

It has always been her dream to beco a rose flower. She doesn't know how much effort she has put into it. After the previous rose flower Grace stepped down, she achieved her dream with her own strength.

Today, as the protagonist of "The Witch's Journey", she should have been noticed by everyone, but now she has beco nobody cares.

Even she herself felt that the opera performance of "The Witch's Journey" was far inferior to the story presented in the video.

Fu Qing's mood is really bad.

He ca to the sink, turned on the faucet, held the cold water in both hands, and gently slapped it on his cheeks.

She looked up at herself in the mirror.

It is still the attire of the witch, with a star-like emblem in front of the slightly raised chest, the neck is slender and delicate, revealing the delicate collarbone like jade, the face is flawless, with a few strands of hair soaked in water sticking to the face. side.

Fu Qing snorted softly, feeling a little better.

"Strange, why is it so quiet?"

Xu Shi noticed sothing, and Fu Qing muttered in a low voice, but she didn't think too much, and continued to lower her head to wash the makeup on her face.

These things should be cleaned up quickly after the performance, otherwise it will easily cause damage to the skin.

It seed that a cool breeze was blowing, and it continued to penetrate the flesh and penetrate the bones, causing Fu Qing to shiver.

"Where did the wind co from?"

She was a little strange, and seed to have suddenly thought of sothing, and the softly humming tune disappeared.

There are obviously no windows here, and there is no sound of footsteps, how could there be cold wind.

Fuqing swallowed her saliva, and the sound of rushing water beca the only sound in her ears at this ti. It was terrifying to be alone in such an environnt. She wanted to straighten her waist and open her eyes to see what happened, but The body suddenly froze in place.

The feeling of coldness ca from the back of the neck, cold into the bone marrow, like so kind of weird soft substance, and the contact with the skin brought a strange touch that made the hair stand upright.

Fu Qing had no doubt that that thing had the power to break her neck easily.

There is absolutely extraordinary power at the mont, Fu Qing doesn't understand, she is just an ordinary person, why does this happen? Is it so ardent fan?

Thinking of the stories circulating in the industry, her body trembled faintly.

The strength at the neck increased, pressing her face on the cold sink, and the radiant original spar light quietly pressed down, and the darkness eroded.

"You, who are you? Why did you attack ? What do you want?"

Fuqing didn't dare to scream loudly, even though there were many mbers of the Council of Elders in this place, she believed that if she did that, it would definitely be her neck that would be broken first, so she could only ask in a low voice.

The unknown attacker didn't speak, and the whistling wind almost wiped her cheeks. Fu Qing opened her eyes slightly and clearly saw that the washbasin was as if the butter had t the hot blade, and a gap was cut by the way.

Fu Qing suddenly lost her voice.

"I ask, you answer, understand?"

The voices overlapped, as if strange murmurs, "If you resist, you..."

"Don't kill , don't kill , I'll tell you everything!" Before the words were finished, Fu Qing had already promised while crying, and her reaction seed to make the people behind her not respond for a while.

Could it be that this is acting?

Weakness to show strength?

After a brief silence, the voice spoke again.

"The first question, are you a dancer?"

"I'm!"

It was still an unexpected answer, and it was neat without any hesitation, which made the owner of the voice hesitate and began to doubt his own judgnt.

Could it be a mistake? Is this woman a re jerk?

After all, the thinking of the Annihilation Cultists cannot be judged by normal people, and it is not surprising what happens.

But there was still sothing wrong, her weakness didn't seem to be played out on purpose.

"Second question, what is the plan of the plan?"

"Plan? What plan?" Fu Qing's words were full of confusion.

silence.

The air seed to be stagnant.

"Do you think I really dare not kill you?"

There seed to be a hint of anger being played with in her voice, and for a mont Fuqing seed to feel that the top-level monster was awakening behind her, and her body was almost instantly paralyzed.

"I really don't know, don't kill , don't kill , if you ask anything else, ask sothing else, I will definitely say it!"

Perhaps the instinct for survival was stimulated, and Fuqing struggled to cry, but it was only in vain.

"Why did you use the Faras Empire's ssenger magic when you were on the stage before?" [Chapter 2355, the Faras Empire, the holand of Elizabeth, long gone]

Fuqing's voice trembled: "Because this kind of magic has long been lost, and no one will find out if it is used in so many mixed magics, that's why I do this."

During the city celebration, the entire steel city is closely monitored, and the magic fluctuations caused by any unauthorized magic cannot be hidden. The stage is indeed the best place to hide.

"What I'm asking is why you have this kind of magic and where did you learn it!"

"I... I would have been."

It's getting more and more outrageous!