Chapter 172 New Drama

"Come here today, get out of class."

"Goodbye, teacher." The little girls said in unison.

Irene closed the textbook and watched the children walk out of the classroom. This house originally belonged to a noble family, but it was confiscated by the lord after the Demon Moon, and it has now been converted into a college. The partition walls of the small rooms are opened downstairs and upstairs to form several larger rooms, which can accommodate four to six batches of apprentices at the same time. According to the division method in the textbook, they are called "classes". There are mostly children in the class during the day, and adults in the evening.

She thought it would take a long time for her application to become a teacher to reach the city hall, but she didn't expect that after Feilin reported the matter to the city hall, she would get the news of permission the next day. Then they went to the city hall to register their identity, collect teaching materials, and get a class list.

The people she is responsible for teaching are basically the children of the townspeople. In order to make these troublemakers listen to the class well, she has spent a lot of effort. There is a chapter in the textbook dedicated to how to maintain classroom discipline. The tricks in it are an eye-opener for her. There are evaluations of the best and the first, dividing groups, setting up team leaders and monitors, and letting them manage themselves, etc.

The person who wrote this textbook must be an elder who has studied and taught for many years, so he can consider everything in detail, right?

Walking out of the academy, Irene saw the knight waiting for her at the door, Felin Sylt.

He no longer wore shining armor, with a lion-embroidered shield and sword, but he was still handsome. A simple leather jacket set off his tall and straight figure, coupled with his well-defined facial features, even with his hands empty, he was still the morning light in her memory.

After giving him a hug, Irene noticed something was wrong with Ferlin's expression.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"..." He hesitated, "His Royal Highness invited us to the palace for tea in the afternoon."

Irene was startled, "Us?" She immediately guessed what the other party was worried about, patted him on the back, shook her head and said, "Your Highness has never seen me, how could I be like the Duke... Besides , isn’t there still you?”

"Well," Ferrin nodded, "this time, I will protect you."

In the afternoon, Irene dressed up briefly, chose a decent long dress, and headed to the Lord's Castle with her husband.

He was ushered into the living room by the guards, and after a short wait, a gray-haired man appeared at the door. There is no doubt that he is the Lord of the Western Territory, His Royal Highness Roland Wimbledon. Beside him was a lady, about thirty years old, with a calm and capable posture. From the charming facial features, it could be seen that she must have been an outstanding beauty when she was young. The two quickly got up and bowed to salute.

"Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Sirt." Roland sat down at the main seat. "These are palace delicacies on the table. Feel free to enjoy them without restraint."

"Thank you for your invitation. It is my honor to come here to enjoy refreshments." Filin replied according to noble etiquette.

"This lady is called Shujuan, and she is also the person in charge of the education department of the city hall. I think you should have met her."

"Indeed," he nodded towards Scroll as a sign of respect, "I haven't thanked you yet, without your permission, Irene wouldn't have become a teacher so soon."

So she helped herself, Irene thought, throwing her a grateful smile.

After chatting like this for a while, Feilin asked tentatively, "I don't know why Your Highness called us here?"

"It's related to education." Roland paused and looked at Irene. "I heard that you used to work in the Fortress Theater. Are you a theater actor?"

"Uh..." Irene didn't expect His Royal Highness to ask herself this question, "I've only officially performed once."

"That's right, I plan to put on a play every weekend in the town square," the prince said directly. "As for the script, screenwriter, and conductor, there is only a shortage of performers. You don't have many classes, and you have experience in theater." , I want you to star in this scene. Of course, there will be extra salary. I wonder if you would like to?"

"..." Irene looked at His Highness in disbelief, and after confirming that the other party was not joking, she nodded excitedly, "Your Highness, I am willing!"

It has always been her wish to perform on the stage. After leaving the Long Opera House, she knew that she might never have the chance to perform in a drama again. When facing Film, she did not show any regrets, but kept her wish in her heart . Unexpectedly, she would return to the stage one day.

"These dramas are all performed for the masses, so the requirements are not high, as long as they can tell the story clearly. Do you have such friends in Longsong Fortress who have a certain understanding of drama, but don't have the opportunity to go on stage? If so If so, you can write them a letter, just say that in Border Town, there are performances every weekend, and the salary is the same as that of the Fortress Theater."

"Is it even possible for them? I know a lot!" Irene said overjoyed, "I will write to them when I get back. If they can get a chance to perform, I think they will be very happy to come to the town!"

"Very good," Roland handed over three books, "This is the script, with a number on it. Your performance starts with the first story. The content is adapted from books, which is very close to the lives of ordinary people. You can first Take it back and read it carefully, if you don’t understand something, just ask the scroll.”

"Yes, Your Highness! Thank you!" Irene bowed.

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"Is this okay?" Shujuan asked, "You obviously came up with those stories."

"What's the matter? In their eyes, the prince can't write such a vulgar thing." Roland stretched, "And without your final revision and polishing, the script would not be completed in a short time."

"I don't think the story is vulgar at all," she shook her head. "Although I don't know why you are so clear, but those are things that happened around the people. They are touching and thought-provoking. The performance will definitely be very popular."

Of course it will be very popular, Roland thought to himself, the first two scripts were changed from "Cinderella" and "Midnight Chicken Crowing", which have been tested by the people for a long time. The former describes the touching love between the common people and the royal family, while the latter is It is the struggle of the people at the bottom against the unscrupulous landlords. Of course, they have all been localized, such as the witch in Cinderella turned into a witch, and the landowner in Cock Crows turned into a vicious little nobleman. Roland plans to release the third work "The Witch's Diary" after the first two plays had a profound impact, which is also his real purpose.

It's a script entirely conceived by him, about three children who become witches, each following completely different paths. He did not mention the church directly, but focused on the fateful journey of these three people: one child was abandoned by his parents, one was used as a tool, and the parents of the last lucky one still loved her deeply. And gave his life to protect her. In the end, the three came together by chance, defeated the enemies who wanted to put them to death, and obtained their own happiness like ordinary people.

Roland intends to make "The Witch's Diaries" into a series to reshape the three views of outsiders. In the twists and turns of the drama, everyone's relatives may become witches, and they are not evil. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)