The Luster of Stars in Moscow

The Luster of Stars in Moscow
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"Somehow it feels like my mind has become so fresh" said Cheri, standing up and wriggling his body. "It feels like the energy in the body suddenly overflows."


Everyone around him was still dumbfounded to witness his behavior.


"Now I'm ready to play the role of the Beautiful One" Cheri said excitedly.


His friends are still stuttering.


"Now it's Beauty's turn!" The stage supervisor shouted. "Hurry up!"


"OK!" Cheri slammed lightning-fast towards the stage.


The other players were still pecking at his place each— stared at Cheri without blinking.


Sesha was still smothering her mouth with her palm, while her eyes and mouth were round watching the girl's back.


"The boy was really strange" one half-murmured. "But he's a good boy, you know!"


"Do you realize, sometimes... I feel like a child is a star?" Sesha commented.


Cyzarine glanced at him in shock. The beast?


"The strength he possesses exceeds common sense" Sesha continued. "I don't know how to call it, perhaps.it could be called fresh soul force."


Everyone looked at Sesha.


"With the glare of his eyes sharp as that of an animal, he palpated and found the right place with incredible speed." Sesha added. "The child is terrible when it's like that. I don't think anyone can match him!"


Cyzarine gulps. For a moment, he imagined a female panther with a human head. Cheri's sinister smiling face with a glittering look, flashed through his mind.


A thunderous applause on the spectator bench, jerking them.


Those players momentarily felt like they had received a warning.


Immediately they split up and scattered to the side of the stage, then jutted scrambling for a gap to peek at the audience bench.


"It seems that after the Beautiful One appeared, the stage situation was lively right away, huh?" Some of the staff said happily.


"Please tell Rafael to get ready!" The stage assistant shouted at the creative team.


"Well! I'm brave," lamented the boy who was closest to the stage supervisor. "Rafael is now holed up in the costume room. Mikail stood at the door. And.." the boy hung up his sentence, while everyone kept staring at him waiting for an explanation. "Absolutely awesome!" he said the origin of the sound, did not manage to find the right word.


"What?" The stage assistant frowned inexplicably.


"The aura!" answer the boy.


"Huh?" Everyone glared at him.


"The aura covers Rafael's entire body!"


Everyone is not reacting.


"I'm not lying, I saw it with my eyes!" The boy convinced everyone.


But who's gonna believe it?


None of them would believe it if they didn't see it for themselves!


In reality, Rafael is lit up inside the costume room. He shut himself in to control all of it.


No one can see him in such a situation. That's why Mikail stood guard at the door.


Can I do it? Rafael is agitated.


Please just give me an hour and a half…


It will definitely not show up!


Please don't show up!


"Round of the Ugly One!" The stage supervisor shouted announcing.


Rafael took a deep breath and held it at the bottom of his stomach, then exhaled it slowly.


"Raphel!" The screams of the stage supervisor began to sound impatient.


Rafael sighed his body from the bench and stepped towards the door.


Mikail gasped as the door in front of her opened.


Rafael stepped out wearing a mask.


All the eyes around him simultaneously looked at him wildly.


Cheri glanced at him with sparkling eyes.


Incredibly, his mind is amazed. He was wearing a mask and a hairy robe.


"Cheri your acting in the first half was really good!" Lila was slamming on Cheri's side.


"Ah," Cheri was aghast. "Thank you" she said a little nervously.


"Rubber 2!" The stage supervisor announced.


Rafael will perform, Cheri thought.


The Ugly Bad belongs to Rafael…


I want to see it too!


Cheri sighed heavily while dropping his body on the chair in front of the dressing table. Then start fixing her makeup.


The Meeting of the Beautiful and the Ugly One is in round three, yes…


"Great," someone praised him in the back while clapping.


Cheri looked over and gasped.


Cyzarine approached her with a big smile. "Although it's been off stage, if it doesn't continue to talk like the characters we play, it feels like not a theater performer, huh? That's enough, don't be so good!"


Cheri looked at Cyzarine with his eyebrows intertwined.


"Lho's? How come your face is so haunted now?" Cyzarine.


Cheri still clenched his mouth with a look of annoyance.


"Yes, already! It's up to you!" Cyzarine now turned her body around to face Cheri, then sucked her face into the dressing table next to him. "I'm not serious, selfish, there's no point in believing in me."


Cheri blinked and watched Cyzarine with a look of guilt. "That's not true" he muttered childishly.


Cyzarine finally raised his face and returned to face Cheri while grinning.


Cheri turned his face and bowed.


"ah! That's the back of your skirt something's off!" Cyzarine.


"Huh?" Cheri spontaneously contort his body to look at the back of his skirt.


Cyzarine approaches her and helps Cheri fix her skirt.


"Sorry, trouble you," said Cheri.


"No problem" answered Cyzarine. "After all, you've replaced me."


Cheri glanced at Cyzarine's face, questioning her sincerity.


"In retrospect, you don't really need emotion" Cyzarine said. "If you know Rafael will play, I'll also—"


"God!" Cheri growling.


"Hey! Relax!" Cyzarine interrupted while chuckling. "Don't put it to heart, dong!"


"Cheri, get ready for round 3, yeah!" Lila told from the doorway.


"Ok," Cheri answered Lila excitedly. "Thanks" he told Cyzarine.


"Good luck!" Cyzarine.


Cheri slid towards the door.


"Aah!" Cyzarine patted his forehead. You're making me in a hurry. I forgot to tighten it!


If she turned around again, her skirt would drop more than before. Cyzarine batin amused. The moment she stepped on the edge of her skirt and fell down, everyone would burst into laughter.


The important scene of the meeting of the Beautiful and the Ugly One will fall apart!


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Round 3.


The Beautiful entered the magic castle of the Ugly One…


"Hello?" The beauty looked around her, moving anxiously to and fro. Turn around in a riled up manner.


Apparently there's nobody…


I must have seen it wrong!


He said there was a big star wearing clothes and he could talk…


He said he was waiting and wanted to eat me!


Wait a minute," Evaline muttered backstage. "It feels like there's something wrong with Cheri's skirt!" He told Lila and Sesha.


The two girls peeked at once.


"ah! She dragged the back of her skirt!" Sesha closed her mouth.


Sound effect rumbles…


Rafael settles out from behind the curtain.


"Aah!" Cheri shrieked in surprise as he stepped back. But the heel of his shoe stuck the tip of his skirt until he was bent back with both hands twitching restlessly at his side, scavenging for empty air.


Nah! Cheri batin gusar. I'm going to fall!


Rafael stutters behind his mask, then lunges towards Cheri and captures his body.


Sesha and the other players were horrified while holding their breath.


The stage supervisor frowned in pain.


The faces on the spectator bench suddenly looked confused.