The Luster of Stars in Moscow
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"Come, Cheri! Now it's your turn!" Cyzarine approached Cheri, who was standing behind him, looking out the window at the side of the room. "Do it again with the same scene," his hands crossed.
Cheri is still flinching.
"Rafael never once rebuked me. That means he's satisfied!" Cyzarine. "Well! Come to think of it, it's only natural. This role is right for me. No one else can play it like me!"
Cheri finally turned around from the window, then walked slowly past Cyzarine.
Cyzarine blinked and was stunned. That expression.Cyzarine turned to Cheri. Looked at him with squinted eyes. A focused expression that doesn't care about the surroundings, he said inwardly. He didn't hear me!
Cheri stepped into the middle of the room.
"Cherry!" Rafael called him.
Cheri approached him and looked up at Rafael's face.
Rafael knitted his two eyebrows. The expression…
"Rafael.." Cheri called him.
"Yes?" Rafael blinked and was stunned.
"Beautiful isn't a noble's daughter, is it?" Cheri asked with a flat face.
Rafael stammered for a moment before replying, "Ah, he. the son of a rich merchant."
Merchant boy?
Cheri nodded thinly and smiled faintly, then turned his back to Rafael and walked to the center of the room.
Demian looked at the girl with the same gaze as Cyzarine.
"Come, start!" Rafael instructs. "Repeat once again from round-1!"
Whatever happens, happens! tekas Cheri.
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"What about you, Beautiful?" The merchant asked the Beautiful.
Silent!
The entire room frowned.
Cyzarine grinned. What else is he waiting for?
Mikail watched from near the entrance.
"Beautiful?" The merchant improvises. "Say what you want?"
Cheri is still tight-lipped. Just move the hand, raise one hand over the other. Like someone who was pouring a cup of tea carefully. Then thrust.
Mikail smiled faintly.
Rafael.
The merchant gasped— Cheri's actions were unexpected. "Beautiful.. The tea will be later!" The merchant smiled uneasily. "Say what you want?!"
Cheri. "If I were just a rose." Cheri raised his face. "One stalk is enough. I want to plant it in our yard."
The merchant terenyuh—akting Cheri is different from Cyzarine. "Okay, Pretty! The more luxurious ones are also okay!"
Cheri turned away avoiding the merchant's gaze and hid his smile.
The whole room looked.
"Well! Is that okay?" Some people started whispering. "Why leave it? It shouldn't be, right?"
Cyzarine. "What kind of acting is trying? Basic suck!"
"Rafael!" Demian whispered as he elbowed Rafael's arm. "The boy. His character interpretation is completely wrong!"
The character of the Beautiful according to Cheri's interpretation, if described more or less like this: The Beautiful does not believe her father will bring home a lot of money—ia did not expect much, he said, so it was more important for him to pour tea for his father.
What's wrong? rafael.
"The dialogue is the same" Demian said. "But the other players are confused!"
Rafael let out a short sigh and was forced to stop Cheri. "Cherry!" call him. "Come here for a second!" His order.
Cheri did not move.
"It's about your interpretation…"
No, thought Cheri. I'll stay like this.
Cheri remained silent. This is the first time I have opposed Rafael, Cheri thought. But I don't give a shit!
"Hurry up here, Cheri!" Rafael repeated his orders.
"No," sergeant Cheri. "I'll keep acting like that!"
Instantly the training room turned rowdy.
Rafael tightened his jaw and glared at Cheri.
"That kid's doing it again!" some people started to squabble.
That was how in the end the situation shocked everyone until it spread to another room.
"What's? Cheri did it again?" The creative team was curious. Then rushed to the training room.
"Where, try! I want to see!"
Kyle shouted quickly ahead of the others. "Surge! Move over!"
"Hey! Kalian—" the players who were swarming by the door screamed in surprise. "What the fuck?"
"I'm coming, Cheri!" Kyle exclaimed excitedly and exposed the crowd.
"Don't push, ah!" Some people protested.
"Hey! Your work is done yet?" Someone shouted at Kyle.
Kyle didn't touch him. "You must be enjoying the beautiful Cheri, right?" Cerocosnya. Then gasp. What the hell is he doing? He wondered to watch the movements of Cheri.
The girl moved her hands in empty air. It's like trying to feel something invisible. "There's people?" He yelled. Then it suddenly fell down and was thrown forward.
"Aah! The big door suddenly opened!" Kyle interpreted.
"Ah, just deserve it!" Someone chimed in next to him.
Some people started to get curious and approached Kyle.
"In the scenario there is no such scene," some people protested.
"On such stage instructions there are, really!" Kyle protested back. Then pull out the scenario sheet tucked in the back pocket of his pants. "Look at this," he said. "Here it is written, the Beautiful enters a magic castle as if in a dream."
Some people nearby nodded in understanding.
"So for that reason Cheri played as he pleased?" some girl snorted on the other side Kyle.
"Look!" A girl shook the shoulder of the boy beside her. "Rafael from earlier observed with a sullen face."
Mikail smiled faintly behind the girl.
"It's weird" someone muttered near Mikail. "Rafael is so patient?"
"That's because Cheri did quite well" Mikail commented.
The boy nodded and turned to Mikail with round eyes and mouth. Didn't expect his conversation to be heard by Mikail. Since when did he stand there? thought panic.
"Because we can't disassemble the stage setting like in a big theater, then.... performers who can act as if the stage setting exists, will certainly be the best, right?" Mikail added.
The boy was silent.
Cheri now circled around, looking around the entire room. Then fumble like that.
"What else, now?" Someone groaned.
"Maybe there's a wall" someone said.
Cheri grew wide and stunned, then suddenly sighed and rubbed his chest. After that he smiled and toyed with the hair in front of something he had just touched.
"Aah! Mirror!" Kyle shouting.
Some people on his left were amazed.
"He thought his reflection in the mirror was someone else!" Kyle explained.
Mikail smiling. "It's because he's a pantomime expert" he told Kyle.
"That's smart," some people started muttering.
Cyzarine, who had been quietly listening to them since then, began to be unable to bear it. Then he thrust into the middle and rebuked Kyle. "What are you guys doing here? Quickly take care of stage settings. The stage schedule is soon. Don't be lazy!"
Mikail chuckled thinly. "They were all just curious at first. But after they witnessed for themselves, despite not understanding what was happening, they could not distract him from Cheri."
Cyzarine tightened his jaw and turned to Mikail. "Omong empty," he bursts unhappily. "He's just weird. That's all! Didn't you realize that she had ruined the character of the Beautiful with a sudden sense in her head."
"Destructive?" Mikail turned to Cyzarine and looked back at him. "What if the suddenly emerging sense was precisely on target?"
"You know what acting is?" Cyzarine grunting. "You haven't been in a drama!"