Please ask the dream.

Chapter 327 The performance begins

Mingling with his friends and practicing basic troupe skills such as stretching and warming up the voice, Feng Xue quickly integrated into the troupe with his acting skills as a thief. However, what puzzled him was that the final skill he had to learn this time - puppetry - never appeared.

Although he saw the puppet-making room in the troupe and the troupe leader also said that if he was interested, he could learn to make puppets from him, but judging from the configuration of those puppets, Feng Xue suspected that the troupe leader might not have just entered the expert level.

Of course, even at the expert level, there are things that can be learned in the eyes of Feng Xue, a theoretical master who has almost no practical experience. But the key problem is that although the team leader said that other members could ask for advice when they were free, in fact, it was these kids who were not free in the first few days.

After all, they are only six or seven years old. Even if they have strong willpower, their concentration and physical strength are limited. After training their muscles and bones, they still have to use their brains to learn music scores, singing styles, and body movements... Even though Feng Xue herself has a very complex skill pool, it is hard to say whether she has enough time for such systematic training.

In other words, even if he still had enough mental strength, his weak arms and legs couldn't hold up!
About two weeks passed like this, and the children had roughly adapted to life in the orchestra. However, after the morning's voice and flexibility training, the group of children did not have the expected art class. Instead, they were taken by the twelve or thirteen-year-old kids who ran errands in the orchestra and came to a place that children were not allowed to approach. At this time, the band leader was waiting there with a serious face.

There was no unnecessary leadership speech, not even encouragement or urging, but he directly stated the reason for calling everyone here -

"Come to think of it, you have been in the troupe for about ten days, and you are still only familiar with everyone in the troupe by their code names. Today, our troupe has a performance at the Municipal Theater, and you can take this opportunity to learn about the specialties of everyone in the troupe and think about where you want to go in the future."

"Oh oh!" Whether it was getting to know the big guys in the troupe or watching the troupe's performances, it aroused the children's excitement. Not to mention the new kids, even the twelve or thirteen-year-olds who were originally in the troupe all had expectant expressions.

"It's obviously in the troupe, so we should be able to see it often. Why are you looking forward to it so much? Could it be that even children can appreciate the performances of this troupe? Or is it simply because they have received professional education since childhood that they can see the mystery in it?"

Feng Xue thought secretly in his heart, but under the leadership of the regiment commander, he left the base. This was the first time he left the base after entering this dream.

It was because of this that he finally realized that what he had always thought was his base camp was actually just an RV!
Yes, RV!
And from the outside, it looks like an RV that’s at most the size of a nanny car!

"Wow, a space-expanding structure! No, that's not right. Could this be the actual ideal country?" Feng Xue forced himself to suppress his shock, because theoretically, when he was brought back, he should have known the details of the base camp!

It is called an ideal country for a reason, because the normal structure must be maintained by the architect himself. Although visionaries can easily build things that last for a long time, there is one thing that still needs to be followed -

That is, the structure must be within the scope of its own projected structure.

Beyond this limit, the stability of the architecture will drop sharply. If it is an ordinary architecture, it would be fine, but for space expansion, which is constantly changing due to the activities of others and even needs to withstand the influence of the mental will of other people inside, once it is separated from the architect, it will become like a soap bubble that will shatter at the touch of a finger.

But in the past few days, both the troupe leader and several other adults have left the base camp. Excluding outrageous possibilities such as "the base camp is maintained by those twelve-year-old children", "the troupe leader is a creator who can create permanent structures", and "this car is actually an ancient relic", the only possibility left is an ideal country.

"A portable space! This guy is really a big shot!"

Feng Xue looked back at the RV and followed the troupe into the magnificent theater. To his surprise, these children were not standing next to the stage to watch, but were led by the chef to a box with an excellent view.

"Only at times like this will I recall that this world is actually a modern society, and it is normal for a troupe to have its own box..." Feng Xue thought helplessly. Although modern devices such as computers and mobile phones often appear around him, perhaps because he has stayed in prison and the forest for too long, he always ignores that the technological level of this world is not lower than that of his previous life.

However, this kind of introspection did not last long, because the chef's cough immediately made the already not very noisy private room so noisy that you could hear a pin drop, and on the stage, the announcer was also walking off the stage.

"'Holy Night Returns'...?"

While savoring the name spoken by the announcer, before I had time to think about it, a note that seemed to pierce the dome suddenly exploded, and then, a melody like dozens or hundreds of violin concertos merged into one. With the background of that melody, in the suddenly darkened venue, on the stage, a bright moon emitting watery light slowly rose. Under the moon, a man wearing a suit that seemed to be burned by flames, but still maintained his elegance under the careful design, jumped out with a slightly exaggerated step.

His movements seemed hurried, but he actually ran very slowly. However, the background moving backwards quickly on the stage gave people the illusion that he was running wildly at night.

The sound of the piano gradually became more urgent, and the man's legs moved more and more quickly, but while running, he suddenly started singing loudly -

"The flames burned my family to ashes, and the embers are still chasing me. No matter how I run, I can't get rid of the burning pain..."

The voice was clearly very loud, so loud that it could be heard throughout the entire venue without the help of any amplification equipment, but within this loudness, there was clearly an unignorable panic and worry.

However, what Feng Xue cared more about than the excellent singing skills was the wonderful voice that could radiate anxiety, fear and sadness just by the resonance of emotions, even without deliberately activating the structure technique.

"No wonder this gentleman's code name is Siren... He must be a projection architect who is very good at mobilizing emotions!"

Feng Xue thought in his mind, but shifted his attention to the background sound.

At first he thought it was a symphony orchestra, but then, in the resonance of the incomparably harmonious melody, he realized that it was the same type of structure as his muscle orchestra!

Moreover, his performance was far more complete than that of his Muscle Orchestra. With his own strength, he easily mastered the excellent structure of the performance effect of a large symphony orchestra.

If Feng Xue's Muscle Theater merely played the music, then the music heard at this moment, while playing, also reflected the role that each instrument should play.

This is something that even a real symphony orchestra finds difficult to accomplish. Just from this opening, Feng Xue decided that he must learn well from that conductor in the future!

"Come to think of it... those performance masters, aren't they all from this troupe?"

(End of this chapter)