934 No Gun Smoke

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The interview in the waiting room continued, but Ned's attention was still not very focused, and he was always paying attention to the movement outside the room door; so, when the soft sound of opening and closing the door was heard in his ear, "Yeah", Reflexively, Ned turned his head and probed over.

The professional instinct/skill of a journalist still prevails.

Passing through the half-opened door, the dim light outlines two graceful and graceful figures. That elegant and restrained temperament is still indistinct even when standing in the old backstage corridor of the Almeida Theater. The ground is separated from the environment, and a vague and hazy image emerges.

A petite lady with an extremely unfamiliar face, as if she had never seen it before; but the handsome, handsome gentleman next to him always had a sense of deja vu in his facial features—obviously it was not the familiar face of the general public, but a certain one. A passing by on a grand occasion, or a one-sided relationship.

As a journalist living in London, Ned has long been accustomed to the upper class aristocracy in London's West End.

In fact, in contemporary British society, in addition to the royal family, other nobles have gradually integrated into their daily lives. They also need to go to work, start a business, and work; they also go to the West End of London to watch plays, and also It will appear in the streets, and will also buy daily necessities in the supermarket.

Only on special occasions, such as Prince William's wedding, do nobles dress up and show their high-society demeanor.

In the past half a month, the Almeida Theater version of "Les Miserables" has always been the focus of discussion, and it has also been a banquet attended by the upper class. According to rumors, the reason why only 350 tickets were pre-sold for the premiere night was because all the remaining tickets were distributed in the form of invitation letters.

This afternoon, Ned saw countless faces, either unfamiliar or familiar, in the VIP seats, and really felt the high popularity of "Les Miserables" among the upper class - although he didn't understand the specific reason, after all, the Queen The theatre version has been running in the UK for almost three decades.

Could it be that these two figures at the door are high-class people? At least, their temperament and posture are indeed like this. But why did they come to visit Renly? Emma Feidding is willing to personally introduce the person, and the identity of the person should be not small, then the contradiction will come - people with real identities, they will not be willing to come backstage, even if they want to meet the actor, the actor will go to them. The box is right.

Can't explain.

Just a glimpse, the question marks in my mind have already started to boil, filling up in an instant. This is the case with the occupational disease of journalists.

Then, Ned noticed that a glance fell on his shoulder, raised his head, and accidentally bumped into Renly's eyes: his voyeurism was exposed like this, even though Ned was already battle-hardened , but at this time, it was inevitable that he was a little embarrassed. He cleared his throat and tried to explain.

However, before the excuse for the explanation could be formed, Ned saw the corners of Renly's mouth draw a shallow arc, smiled genially and kindly, without questioning or teasing, just nodded, and then stepped forward. open and returned to his position, as if nothing had happened.

Ned was stunned. With such an understatement of Renly's attitude, it doesn't seem to have any inside story to dig out. So, what he thought just now was just a wild idea?

Looking back again, I tried to look at the two figures outside the door, but they had already left. Sitting on the spot, Ned couldn't describe his mood for a while, there was always an empty feeling of loss.

...

Watching Renly return to the waiting room, Arthur stood there, the taste on the tip of his tongue indescribable.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he still liked the usual Renly, the guy who was full of prank ideas and couldn't be easily offended, the boy who stood on the stage with a radiant radiance and a soul flashing in his eyes, that The devil who triumphantly tickles all his teeth, but doesn't care at all.

Even if he himself is one of the victims. Half a year has passed, and those rumors have long since vanished; but as long as he thinks of the prank rumors around Christmas last year, Arthur can't help but help his forehead, and his seven orifices are filled with smoke.

However, that kind of Renly was alive; it wasn't the lifeless look just now wearing the mask of an aristocrat.

Arthur always thought that Renly was living in dire straits; the truth was that Renly's life was indeed not very comfortable, and he could not enjoy the comfort and leisure of the nobles, not to mention the high-quality quality of life of the nobles, but, Renly But he was happier and happier than anyone he knew. The vitality in those eyes made Arthur feel a little ashamed.

Exhaling a long breath, Arthur raised his head and looked at Elf in front of him.

There was no expression on that delicate face. No anger, no annoyance, no excitement, still the same familiar appearance, elegant and calm, and calm; however, living together since childhood, Arthur can read Elf's emotional fluctuations, even the smallest fluctuations are no exception .

At this time, Elf was no longer calm and flawless. That slight irritability, unable to identify whether it was because of anger or excitement, or something else, really floated.

But even this little agitation was fleeting. It seemed that in just a few breaths, Elf had regained his calm, without any turbulent calm, and without any angry calm.

The irritability in Arthur's chest could no longer be suppressed, and he sighed heavily.

In one breath, "What's next?"

"The next plan, haven't we already made arrangements? Have dinner as planned, and then come back to watch the second half of the performance." Elf didn't seem to notice Arthur's irritability at all, and didn't seem to care at all.

During the intermission, the reason why he chose to come to meet Renly. It is nothing more than making a gesture and showing it to others. The content of the conversation is not important. Even if you don't say a word, the action of "visiting the class" is enough. It can be a warning from the Hall family to Renly, or it can be a The Hall family's actions to cover their ugliness, or the Hall family showed their noble etiquette.

Etiquette does it, and that's the most important thing.

Arthur got stuck in his throat in one breath. Every time I talk to Elf, it's always like this, he lacks patience, and even his self-restraint seems to disappear.

"Alf, you know what I mean? I mean, after that?" Arthur's voice was still calm. In public, he should not let his emotions get out of control. He could still do this; it was just that his words were still in a hurry. a little. "I don't want to get involved. It's 2012, the prejudice against the actors, the stubbornness with the aristocracy, that can all end."

"Arthur, pay attention to your words." In Elf's simple statement, there is an irrefutable majesty, "You are the least qualified to say this in the family."

Elf is a doctor, Edith is a photographer, and Renly is an actor, and none of them need to rely on the name "Hall" for any benefit; but Arthur is different, and he depends on his aristocratic connections. Base.

"I know." Arthur chuckled instead. "Don't worry, I won't say anything with blood. I'm going to give up all the advantages of the family and create my own world. I'm not as stupid as Renly." Stupid. That was the right adjective, but sometimes Arthur envied Renly's stupidity, that stupid courage.

"I'm just saying, I don't want to get involved in the matter of father and mother and Renly. It's a conflict between them. I have no problem with Renly, and I have no problem with my father and mother, so they can continue Confront me, but don't use me as a shield." Arthur stated his position, "To be honest, I don't like my parents, and I don't like Renly either, so they can all leave me alone."

In this way, he can watch the good show like Edith. The people who eat melons are the happiest.

Elf was unmoved, but simply said, "You can say 'no' at any time. Including now." After speaking, Elf ignored Arthur, turned around, and stepped forward.

Arthur rolled his eyes and muttered something like "nonsense as always", and then he also stepped forward, as if nothing had happened just now, smiled again, stood beside Elf, and acted as a protector. messenger. Tonight was a long one, with one dinner, one dinner, and a three-hour show.

Deep down, Arthur knew, and so did Alf, that Renly had won, in his own way.

After tonight, the title of "Little Hall's Son" will be gone and replaced by "Renly-Hall", and people can continue to discuss him, or despise or reject or disdain or praise or affirm or like; but no One can deny that he has occupied a place, with his own strength and performance, he has his own position indisputably.

Even George and Elizabeth understand this. No waves, no knife light, no smell of gunpowder, no time to see the confrontation, the confrontation is over, and the world of nobles is always like this.

...

Pushing open the door of the waiting room, Renly could feel the sight on his back, the faint temperature, calm but meaningful, he straightened his back slightly, and cheered for himself secretly.

Today is not the best time, he has to devote himself to the performance. Off the stage, his fighting power seems not strong enough;

George and Elizabeth were absent, and deep down, they were a little lost, a little disappointed; but in a sense, they were a little fortunate. Depending on his current state, whether he can straighten his back in front of George and Elizabeth, he is not sure, this is an unknown.

However, they were absent, and the expected result represented by Elf and Arthur gave him a sigh of relief; but faintly, the loss and regret still lingered.

Humans are indeed contradictory animals, aren't they?

Looking up, Renly noticed Ned's gaze, and he showed a small smile in a friendly way.

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