The decent group was surprised to sit up and the villain was myself

Kong Yubai and Lianhua also thought of what Ye Xinglan had done for them, and nodded.

"Then let her slow down for a while. Too much comfort will be counterproductive."

"That's the truth."

Chapter 33 Coach, I want to learn to draw!

Ye Xinglan lay dead in the theater for a long time.

After a while, she finally planned to let Ye Lan leave the theater.

After all, Ye Lan was a little different from Ye Xing.

It might be worrying that she disappeared for so long.

Although no one in the Night Watch headquarters took care of her, if Ji Yun or Ye Yu found out that she had disappeared, they would probably be very worried.

Ye Lan didn't want others to worry about her.

Then Ye Lan stood up and left Ye Xing's side, and went outside behind the scenes.

Lianhua is still practicing puppet show on the stage very seriously.

Ye Lan watched from the back without making a sound, feeling as if she was watching the performance of her predecessors before.

At this moment, Lianhua suddenly noticed something, and turned her head to look, only to find that Ye Lan had come out from behind the scenes.

"Ye Lan, have you cheered up?"

"Well...probably."

Ye Lan looked away slightly, with an uncertain tone.

It's impossible to think that you can pull yourself together so quickly.

She is not a person who is heartless and will soon forget any sad things.

Lianhua also knew that Yelan didn't get out of that incident so quickly, so she said, "Do you want to do something to relax? This might be better. I can do anything with Yelan."

"Well, thank you for your kindness, but I'm going back to the headquarters of the Night Watchman now, so I'll leave Nightstar here."

"Yeah, be careful on Yelan Road~"

Lianhua and the puppets around waved to Yelan, Yelan also waved back, turned and left.

And just as she was about to walk out of the theater, a voice sounded not far from her.

"The audience."

"Well?"

Ye Lan turned her head to look, only to realize that it was the head of the troupe who did not know when to appear.

"That...what's the matter? Head of the troupe?"

Yelan suddenly remembered the scene of crying with the head of the troupe yesterday, and her face was a little flushed, but she was embarrassed anyway.

But fortunately, the head of the troupe is a star eclipse, and there are no humans.

That kind of embarrassing thing doesn't seem to need to be taken care of.

Because the head of the troupe would not laugh at her.

At this time, the head of the troupe asked: "Have you returned to the time when I was born?"

Hearing this, Ye Lan bowed her head apologetically.

"Well, I'm sorry, I made my own decisions. If I did something wrong, please blame me, and I will reflect on myself."

"No, I don't mean to blame you, and I don't care about it, but you seem to care."

The head of the troupe said these words flatly.

This made Ye Lan notice the difference between the head of the troupe at this time and the head of the troupe who hadn't become a star eclipse in the past.

For example, between the sun and the underworld.

It doesn't feel like the same person, that's the difference between a human being and an eclipse incarnation.

The troupe leader in front of him may have inherited the obsession, memory, and appearance of the original troupe leader, and he is the incarnation of star eclipse.

Will he remember the original troupe members?

Ye Lan didn't know, and didn't dare to ask.

Then the head of the troupe said: "You care about the members of the first generation troupe, don't you?"

"Huh? Mmm..."

Ye Lan nodded, with a disappointed expression on her face.

"It's normal. If it's you, after getting in touch with those excellent performers, you should like them. Their performances are impressive. You can know this as long as you become their audience."

"But they're all dead..."

"This is unavoidable. The reality is so unfair. Things like that don't only happen to them. Perhaps at the same time, another place is repeating this kind of thing, and they are just unlucky ones."

"I can't accept it."

"Then do you want to change?"

"A bit."

"Can you do it?"

"do not know."

Yelan didn't know.

She couldn't think of a perfect way to change, and I'm afraid the Wishing Machine couldn't do it either.

Seeing that Ye Lan did not answer, the head of the troupe said softly: "Maybe you can do it, but there will be great changes. Their deaths cannot be reversed. Even if they are reversed, they will die soon in that era. Perhaps it will not be born, everything will fall apart, including the current Rising Sun Troupe, even if this is the case, do you want to change?"

"Well..."

Ye Lan's head suddenly became chaotic.

The head of the troupe continued: "I don't want you to use force to interfere with me, because it may violate the obsession that supports my existence. The Rising Sun Troupe will always exist and will not die. I will lead the new troupe members to pass on the fun of performing To more viewers, at least, I can't stop because of anything now, this journey has no end, and I will keep going."

If it is a troupe leader who is a human being, if he knows that the members of the troupe who died tragically can be saved, he may try to save them.

Because he is a human being, he will inevitably have a character where his emotions are greater than rationality.

But now he is the head of the star eclipse incarnation troupe, so he naturally doesn't have the thinking of a human being, and he won't make any decisions that go against his own obsession.

Transmutation eclipse is not resurrection.

From the moment Eclipse [Audience Etiquette] was born, the difference came into being.

"..."

Ye Lan remained silent, and the sadness in her heart gradually overflowed.

That's right, she can't do it, so what if Xingchen is an exception?

If she wishes for the best, can the wishing machine do it?

It is absolutely impossible for such an ambiguous wish to be realized.

Knowing this, Yelan felt sad and regretful for the members of the first-generation theater troupe she had contacted, and couldn't calm down.

"Tomorrow will still come, won't it?"

"Live in the present and look to the future."

"I want to commemorate the members of the original troupe, using my method."

"If you want to do it, do it and I'll support you."

Ye Lan nodded and walked out of the theater.

After returning to the headquarters of the Night Watchman, Ye Lan pondered and thought about the next action.

According to the original plan, she should return to Yunchang City today.

But after learning about the troupe leader's story, she temporarily let go of this plan.

The most important thing now is how to commemorate the members of the original troupe.

Yelan thought about it, and suddenly a flash of inspiration appeared, as if he had thought of something.

at the same time.

inside the theater.

Ye Xing also came out from behind the scenes, as if preparing to go out for a trip.

Lianhua and Shuyao were a little puzzled when they saw her figure.

"Audience, do you want to go out?"

"Well, I'll go out for a while, it's in Qiyuan City, don't worry about me."

After all, Ye Xing walked out of the theater quickly, as if he couldn't wait.

Inside the night watchman base in Qiyuan City.

Mo Qianmeng, who was practicing calligraphy, wrote the three characters "Motutu" on the paper, which seemed to be her capital against someone.

This is her trump card, and one day she will go to Motu to "remember the old days".

In this way, even if Motu shuts down her phone and blocks her contact information, it will have no effect.

Just think about it and be happy.

And at this moment, Mo Qianmeng's cell phone rang suddenly.

Mo Qianmeng picked it up and saw that it was a call from a performer from the Rising Sun Troupe.

They had exchanged contact information before.

This is a little secret that other night watchmen do not know.

"Viewer, what's the matter?"

"Coach! I want to learn to draw!"

Chapter 34

In a quiet cafe.

A girl with long straight black and a silver-haired loli sat at the same table, they were Mo Qianmeng and Ye Xing.

"Performer, why do you suddenly want to learn to draw?"

"Because I want to draw some very important people to commemorate them."

"In this day and age, isn't it all right to take a photo?"

Mo Qianmeng really couldn't think of any easier way to record a person's appearance than taking pictures.

If you want to commemorate a person and learn to paint, it would be too much fuss.

To this, Ye Xing hesitated and explained: "Well... because of various things... those people are no longer there, they only exist in my mind..."

"Um..."

Mo Qianmeng was silent for a moment, and nodded without asking any more questions.

"Well, I can teach you how to draw, but drawing requires talent and hard work, and it takes a lot of energy and time. I'm afraid it won't be learned overnight."

"It's okay, I will work hard!"

Ye Xing had already made up his mind.

As long as it is something she wants to learn, there will definitely be rewards, just like when she learned to sing with the singer before.

Afterwards, Mo Qianmeng will take him to his studio.

"Since you want to paint portraits, you should learn the realistic style. Let's start with the most basic ones."

"Mmm!"

In this way, Ye Xing began to learn how to draw seriously, trying to draw the simple portraits of the members of the first-generation troupe as quickly as possible!