933 A Glimpse of the Distinguished Guests

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All of a sudden, Ned turned his head and cast his gaze beyond the crack of the door.

In the hazy halo, Ren Li's tall and straight back blocked most of his vision, and only a few vague figures could be captured. The elegant and imposing dinner party dress was looming in the corner of his vision; Without the faces of the guests, it is still possible to outline their specialness and grandeur from the fragmented details.

However, before Ned had time to investigate further, the sound of laughter in his ears interrupted his snooping.

His heart skipped a beat and panicked inexplicably. Ned quickly retracted his gaze and looked at Tom and Joe in front of him again; he kept reviewing the blurry fragmented picture just now in his mind, and his curiosity was fading little by little. Wandering around, the whole person seems to be a little soulless.

Fortunately, the group of young actors in front of them could spontaneously complete the interview, saying one sentence after another, without Ned's guidance at all. Otherwise, he will show his feet. But who exactly are Renly's visitors?

"Heh." Renly chuckled, his sarcasm and banter barely concealed, and then raised his eyebrows slightly, "At least, they attended today's premiere, so I think, supporters, this is also a statement."

Elf didn't answer Renly, but looked at Emma and closed her chin politely, "Ms. Fielding, can you give us some space? Thank you."

No reason was given or too much modification, but the warm smile and gentle eyes revealed a majesty that could not be rejected.

As the manager of the Almeida Theater, Emma is experienced and experienced. She knows the style of the aristocracy and the arrogance of the aristocracy; she may not care or not buy it, but she can avoid unnecessary conflicts. Couldn't be better.

Therefore, Emma did not answer directly, but turned to look at Renly. After she got a positive answer, she answered, "Of course, there is no problem." Then, Emma added another sentence, half-joking. "Dinner time is about to start, and the audience doesn't want to miss the second half of the show, and the actors don't want to be on stage unprepared. So don't lose track of the time."

Invariably, the three of them smiled politely, nodded towards Emma, ​​and then looked away.

With that neat etiquette, that similar look, Emma was a little creepy; she slowly turned and left with a question mark in her arms.

Emma is just a small theater manager, not a big man, let alone an aristocrat, but in her daily work, contacting these elites in the upper class is the most important part of her responsibility.

Regarding the rumors of Renly Hall, Emma said she had never heard of it, and that was absolutely impossible. However, those rumors have never been really confirmed, because those real nobles will not reveal any news to Emma - Emma is an outsider and has no qualifications to listen to gossip inside the circle.

All along, Emma has not taken it too seriously. After testing Renly once, the other party was completely leak-proof, and Emma chose to shut up wisely. But in today's situation, the rumors are not groundless——

Renly Hall, Arthur Hall, Alf Hall, all three of them have the same last name, it seems, could, probably, maybe, should, no coincidence.

Emma doesn't know Elf, but she does know Arthur.

It was a top-level existence with one of the best connections in the upper circle of London. Even in front of the royal family, social public relations were easy and not inferior; Arthur was an aristocrat with a family background and a noble title, and he had a lot of money in the fields of finance and art. This is the basis for his foothold in the upper class of London.

Renly and Arthur? If their last name was the same Hall...

Emma couldn't help but gasped, and then closed her mouth tightly. Pretend that today's meeting never happened, pretend that the new aristocrats like Andre Hamilton, Eaton Dormer, and Matthew Dunlop are just here for theatrical, pretend that the surname "Hall" doesn't make any sense, pretend just now The guesswork never happened.

The first thing to do in opening a circle of high society is to understand what is gossip that can be spread and what is not.

Emma's footsteps began to speed up, and she quickly left the corridor, all curiosity was completely extinguished. She didn't want to hear a single word.

Emma's departure made the air in the corridor quiet. Renly didn't speak, Elf didn't speak, Arthur stood by and tried to hide his body shape, pretending that he didn't exist, and he wouldn't speak.

The breath of silence was quietly surging.

If it was normal, Elf would take the initiative to speak; because the etiquette of a lady taught her that even in the face of enemies and enemies, she would not allow such rudeness and embarrassment. So, Elf would speak up and break the silence to treat the guests politely and deal with the current situation. However, today is not "normal".

"Looks like you've found drama worth watching again," Renly said voluntarily.

In the headless opening, Arthur faintly caught some clues, but he didn't know why; but Elf understood.

Elf met with Renly when Renly returned to London to film "Crazy" the year before, and she asked Renly to recommend some West End plays worth watching, but at the time, Renly said he had nothing to recommend. . Time flies, and now, they meet again, but in the West End.

in this way

The scene is like a cycle.

However, Elf's surface was calm, "It's 2012, we can't ask for more." The subtext is that the Almeida Theater version of "Les Miserables" is still not an ideal choice, "However, I listen to To say the Trafalgar-studios are rehearsing for an avant-garde play is very exciting."

The Trafalgar Theatre is a small theatre on the outskirts of London's West End, crowded with performers and audiences almost in close proximity; yet there are some daring and avant-garde plays.

"'The Witch'?" Renly caught the message in an instant. "Yes, I heard it's a very anticipated show. If I have time, I'll go and watch it."

"Have you started watching dramas again? I thought that life in the United States is not popular. Broadway is now completely occupied by tourists, and it is much worse than the West End of London." Elf actually began to communicate in a serious manner.

"God!" Arthur, who was standing beside him, finally couldn't bear it any longer, and patted his head angrily, "Jesus Christ, can't you see the elephant in the room?"

They're at the Almeida now, they've just watched Renly play on stage, they're here tonight as representatives of the Halls, and they're now the talk of the whole of London's high society...but Renly and Elf are discussing an avant-garde drama, as if Les Miserables never happened.

Even more ridiculous is that Renly is now in costume. However, they were still ignoring the elephants in the room. This is a black absurd comedy.

Elf's expression was unmoved, while Renly laughed lightly and looked up at Arthur, "Why, do you want to see that elephant? Or, you dare to see that elephant? An elephant?"

The situation today couldn't be clearer. George and Elizabeth chose to be absent, to escape, and to ignore, just like ostriches. Even though Renly was in London, even though Renly was in the West End rehearsal, even though Les Miserables was going on, they still pretended that nothing had happened, and they still pretended that Renly never existed.

It's absurd, it's ridiculous; but it's also true.

The elephant in the room, for some, it really "doesn't exist".

Facing Renly's light-hearted but shrill rebuttal, Arthur opened his mouth, but all the words were swallowed in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound. He sighed dejectedly, "Damn it, Edith that Why didn't the guy come back!"

He hated this situation, it was like a dead end, Renly refused to budge, George and the others refused to compromise, and then the two sides were deadlocked and both sides lost.

But in fact, for many noble families, this is also normal. The father lives the life of the father, the mother lives the life of the mother, and the child lives the life of the child. There is no bond or connection between each other. It seems that only But a group of strangers held together by blood.

Deep down, Arthur admired Renly, and at the same time envied Renly. He finally understood now why Edith was always leaving.

"Alf, remember? When I was a child, you told me that the elephant is a tolerant animal, and it always bears everything silently; but you didn't tell me that one day, when the elephant was angry, it would How's it going?" Renly looked at Elf with a smile and said seriously.

The elephant in the room, everyone could see it, so big, so big, so threatening, but so gentle and so silent. Everyone pretends not to see it and avoids talking about it. Over time, people become accustomed to its existence and take everything for granted. Until one day, the elephant got angry.

Elf met Renly's gaze, those dark brown eyes were so calm, sparkling, with a lively light, confident and calm, sincere and elegant, those upright, frank eyes, brave. And persistently projected it; unknowingly, it made Elf a little embarrassed.

She raised her chin slightly, condensed her gaze, and met those eyes without avoiding it; however, after all, she was not able to speak, let alone refute.

Suddenly, the corner of Renly's mouth rose slightly, as if he could smell Elf's inner struggle and hesitation, and he never seemed to care, "Thank you for your visit. But, I have to go back now, you know. , there is still a lot of work to be done. Send my best regards to George and Elizabeth."

Turning around, Renly was about to leave, but he remembered something, turned around again and said, "Also, tell Philip, I hope he enjoys it."

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