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Chapter 114 The Murder at the Windmill Theater

In the actor's dressing room of the Windmill Theatre, Queenie was staring at herself in the mirror uneasily. The yellow light from the light bulb fell from above the mirror, making her face look haggard and gloomy.

Seeing her expressionless face, she hurriedly took out lipstick and cosmetics and smeared them on her face, but halfway through the application, her hands stopped involuntarily.

【What am I doing?Could it be that he wanted to dress himself up as soon as possible so that the old man with a belly full of fat would wantonly abuse him? 】

Thinking of this, her eyes turned slightly red.But just before the tears fell, she quickly raised her head again to prevent the tears from slipping down and messing up her makeup.

This is entirely her subconscious reaction, working in the Windmill Theater for many years, she has developed an almost reflexive habit.

But this habit made her suffer even more.

She began to recall why she joined the Windmill Theater in the first place. At first, she just wanted to find a place that could help her realize her dream of being an actor, but the big troupes of this era are very closed. Relying on the personal connections within the industry, we will send fresh blood to ourselves in the way of old people bringing in new people.

This bright threshold made Queenie completely unable to find a way to realize her dream. Just when she was almost desperate, the Windmill Theater extended an olive branch to her.

She has actually heard of the bad reputation of the Windmill Theater, but she also knows that although there are nude performances in the theater, serious plays and singing and dancing still occupy the majority, and the person in charge of recruiting her at that time also vouched for her , will never let her participate in nude performances.

So, out of her inexperienced innocence and her own desire for an actor's dream, she became a member of the Windmill Theater Song and Dance Troupe.

In the beginning, everything went as normal as she had agreed with the theater at first, but the good times didn’t last long. During a performance, Queenie was accidentally photographed by a rich man who came to watch the singing and dancing. The other party tried to make Queenie his mistress.

This request was resolutely rejected by Queenie, who wanted to be famous at the time, but the desire of the rich would not be simply curbed in this way.

After finding out that the road was blocked, Regal contacted Wang Delei, the director of the Windmill Theater. After weighing the value of Regal and Queenie, Mr. Wang Delei decisively chose to abandon Queenie in exchange for Regal's goodwill
So not long ago, there was a fierce quarrel in the makeup hall:

"Queenie, Mr. Hickman is waiting for you in VIP Room 19."

"I will never go, Mr. Vandalie. I am an opera singer, not a whore."

"No one said you were a whore, Queenie, you were just going to have a drink with Mr. Hickman."

"Drinking, hehe, do you think I will believe your words? Who knows if there is any medicine in the wine?"

"If you don't go, you won't have to come to the theater after today, and no theater troupe in London will be willing to accept you. Queenie, who do you think you are? You're just a commoner girl dreaming of overnight fame, that's all. I can grab a handful of people like you with one hand out in Soho.

"You don't have any talent. If you can make people fascinated just by performing on stage like Aliena, I'm not willing to let you do such a thing, but the fact is that you don't have such ability , Queenie, you need to realize this. On your own, you will never have the chance to become famous and successful. But if you climb Mr. Hickman's door this time, maybe you will have the hope of becoming famous .Whether to give up or hold on to hope, you should think about it for yourself.”

After Mr. Wang Delei, the supervisor, finished his derogatory and oppressive words, he walked away indifferently, leaving Queenie sitting alone in the dressing room.

She just sat alone like this, looking at the cold mirror and the cruel lighting. In the past, the dressing room that she thought was extravagant, now in her eyes, there was nothing but indifference and disgust.

Queenie couldn't understand why it was so difficult to become an actor who could support herself by relying on her ability and hard work, instead of taking crooked ways.
【Do you really want to give up? ] Queenie asked herself in her heart.

She has no answer, because she doesn't want to do those dirty things, she doesn't want to part with her dreams, she doesn't want to part with her practice and hard work day and night.

"Kang Dang." Just when Queenie couldn't hold back her tears any longer and was about to fall into endless internal friction, the door of the dressing room was suddenly pushed open heavily. A woman wearing a tall red and white dress with A beautiful woman with long, loose and smooth golden hair rushed in from the door in a hurry.

"Queenie," the beautiful lady who broke in suddenly shouted at Queenie, and then rushed over to hug her: "Fortunately, I didn't come too late, I heard about you, Shik Man, bastard, I have taught him a lesson for you just now."

"Alena," Queenie, who was still immersed in grief just now, still couldn't recover at the moment, she was in a daze, and could only vaguely remember the few words Aliena said just now: "What did you say? Hickman. You lectured him?"

Queenie's words were full of joy and disbelief, and under the disbelief, there was also a trace of fear of being retaliated. She always felt that things were developing in a direction she could not understand.

"That's right, I scolded him severely, and he ran away in embarrassment. As for Mr. Wang Delei, you don't have to worry, I'll go argue with him right now." Aliena patted Queenie's shoulder, then turned around smartly, and rushed to the theater director's office in a hurry.

"Alena." Queenie wanted to reach out her hand to stop Aliena, but the other party's movements were too fast, and by the time she realized it, she had already run out of the dressing room.

Aliena is the theater's signature, so she has the confidence to challenge the supervisor, Mr. Wang Delei, but she is just a little-known actor, in case the supervisor settles the account afterward. Thinking of this, Queenie's heart ached again.

Alena, who rushed out of the dressing room angrily, didn't notice the whirling thoughts in Queenie's heart. She was very angry at the moment when the supervisor sent the troupe members to satisfy the desires of those old hooligans.

Aliena's road to fame was quite smooth, and she was born in a relatively well-to-do middle-class family, so she retained a trace of innocence that shouldn't be there in Vanity Fair.

Of course, she is not an ignorant girl. She knows that there are all kinds of unspoken rules in the entertainment industry. She also knows that she is soft-spoken and can't change anything. If you can't protect
Thinking of this, her steps became more determined.

【Quinnie, at least I can protect you. ] Aliena took a deep breath, and pushed open the door of the supervisor's office.
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Ten minutes later, a large box was moved out of the windmill theater director's office.In the darkness, the big box was carried to an unknown location by several men in black.

As for Aliena, she never came out of this room again.

(End of this chapter)