A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World (WN)
chapter-2132

Chapter 2132 The Tickets… Forget About It Then…

“Maestro, are these three people here to listen to opera?”

“This is the first time someone sat down in two weeks, right?”

“It’s great! The opportunity for our Black Cat Opera to become famous is here!”

The actors in the opera troupe crowded around Vicki excitedly as soon as she stepped in.

They had received cold treatment that they had never experienced before in this period of time. Their enthusiasm had almost all been eliminated by the cold wind and loneliness outside of this house.

“Alright, everyone. Let’s prepare to go on stage. We don’t get a chance like this every day. If this performance is successful, perhaps this customer will bring us more customers in the future.” There was an ill-concealed excitement on Vicki’s face too.

“Maestro, did you collect their tickets?” Right then, an old voice spoke up from a corner.

The smile on everyone’s face froze, and they all looked at Vicki.

Vicki’s expression froze as well, and she looked awkward. With a blush, she shook her head and said, “Not yet…”

“Sigh…”

All of them sighed immediately.

It looked like this wasn’t the first time it happened.

A troupe member looked at Vicki with exasperation, and said, “Maestro, we haven’t had any income for two weeks. If this goes on, we might all die of hunger…”

Grrrr

Someone’s tummy made a series of rumbling sounds.

Everyone had ill-concealed worry on their faces.

“Alright! Let’s shut up!” Vicki suddenly changed her demeanor. Her red eyes swept over all of them like a king surveying his subject as she said in a low voice, “A good opera singer will never worry about food. As long as you do your best in your performance, everyone will have to pay for the tickets, unless he doesn’t want to step out of this

yard!”

Everyone fell silent instantly, and began to make preparations to go on stage.

Mag and the two little ones had already taken out the small blankets to cover themselves in the cold yard.

The small blankets were finally used, but they didn’t expect they would be used to ward off the cold instead of sleeping.

An open-air theater that they needed to bring their own chairs and blanket, this was even a first for Mag, an amateur opera lover.

The Black Cat Opera singers were taken aback when they came out gradually and saw the three people sitting on the chairs, covered in blankets with a fire in front of them.

It was a little weird and a little… cute?

Especially the two little girls who were covered with a small blanket with just their heads showing. They looked pretty and exquisite. Their adorable looks were so cute.

“Ahem.” Vicki coughed once to remind her troupe members to behave more professionally. They had seen no audience for a long time, so the audience became unusual to them. Obviously, this looked too unprofessional.

All the actors retracted their gaze, and went onto the stage one by one.

They began their performance.

Mag threw a quick glance. This was a small opera troupe that only had 16 people. There were three musicians and opera singers of both sexes, both young and old. They all looked a little emancipated. It seemed like being an artist was indeed not easy.

This opera was named: “Miss Black Cat.”

The opera troupe was called Black Cat Opera, and their opera was named “Miss Black Cat.” This was obviously very clever for a little opera troupe that had just started.

If the opera became famous, then their opera troupe would be famous too.

The performance began. Without an orchestra as backup, the ambiance was obviously lacking.

However, what was beyond Mag’s expectation was that this opera troupe’s performance was actually quite nice.

Their emaciated looks didn’t affect their solid singing power and acting. The rich singing even went beyond this deserted stage’s limitations.

“Miss Black Cat” was a story about how a young mistress from a big family broke out from the constraints of the world, and was finally rewarded with love and career. She kept fighting and struggling, finally gaining her freedom.

It was a very conventional and simple story, but the opera singers’ performance made it full of tension, and triggered the audience’s emotions.

What made Mag the most impressed was the actor playing Miss Black Cat-Vicki.

This petite maestro had a shocking soprano. Her control over her voice was even more impressive. She was several notches above the other actors.

He finally understood why Vicki could be the maestro. She had great singing and acting skills, and was an all-rounder. No one was her equal…

The two little ones were also enjoying the show. Although they were covered with blankets and toasting themselves at the fire, they didn’t feel sleepy at all.

“Father, what is Miss Black Cat singing? Why can’t I understand her?” Amy asked curiously.

Right now, Vicki was singing a low and sad song in a language that Mag had never heard before.

Mag listened to it carefully for a while. The system didn’t change it into effective words. He simply felt that the tune was a little familiar.

“I don’t know. Perhaps it’s a dialect from somewhere.” Mag shook his head.

Although they didn’t understand the language, the emotions could be passed on through the singing.

This “Miss Black Cat” opera was way beyond Mag’s expectation with Vicki and the other actors’ all-out acting.

Just taking Vicki’s professionalism as an example, it was already far above the main actors of the few operas that Mag had seen before in his previous life. She was definitely a professional.

However, the opera in this world was just in its cradle stage. How could there be such an excellent maestro? Perhaps she was a

legendary genius? Or, perhaps she was a transmigrator just like him? Mag’s curiosity was successfully piqued.

The performance ended.

Mag, Amy, and Annie stood up to clap, showing their admiration for this opera.

Annie even wiped the corner of her eyes. It was obvious that this little one liked this story very much.

“Thank you.”

Vicki led all the actors to take a bow. It was obvious that they were in an excellent mood.

Receiving the audience’s applause and praises was an opera singer’s honor. It was also the motivation for their perseverance.

Annie turned to look at Mag, and gestured a question. “Can I draw this story down?”

“We’ll have to ask Miss Black Cat’s opinion. This is her story, after all.” Mag smilingly looked at Vicki, who was walking towards them. “I can help you ask her later.”

Annie nodded.

“The performance is excellent, and your singing is impressive and unforgettable,” Mag said to Vicki with a smile. It wasn’t an exaggeration. It was exactly how Mag felt after watching this show.

“Of course. This is the best opera performance on the Norland Continent.” Vicki tilted her head up slightly like a proud little lion. There was a hint of arrogance in her red eyes. “It’s your honor to be able to listen to such a performance.”

“Erm…” Mag simply stared at her. Although she wasn’t wrong, it was still rather inappropriate to say such things to the few customers that she had, right?

Vicki lowered her head, and the red glow in her eyes faded away. She looked up at Mag, who had a weird expression, went pale, waved her hands, and awkwardly said, “Ah… this… I’m sorry. She must have said something impolite to you, right? I-I-I meant, thank you for watching… The tickets… forget about it then…”