The Luster of Stars in Moscow
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A puzzling silence ambushed the entire place in the room.
Cheri clenched his eyes slowly with a staggered body like he was flying lightly.
The entire room did not blink staring at that scene.
"The debt is like being released!"
"He was floating in the air!"
So many people commented in the training room.
"Only by resting on the sword does he seem to float between heaven and earth."
Leah blinked and gulped. His little heart faintly realized the potential of his rival.
"Aren't you supposed to be in pain after the arrow? But look at his face…"
"Joan feels the existence of God!"
The comments of the spectators on the side of the room did not stop there.
"This kid said it started with ballet."
"Good job! His abilities exceeded those of ordinary humans!"
Vladimir tightened his jaw and shouted. "Joan pulled out the sword! Where's dialogue?"
Cheri jerked his body and bowed. "Don't mind me" he sighed sharply. His whispers sounded like the whirring of the wind throughout the room.
Leah is turning pale. What's that sound? thought amazed. How's training?
"Don't back down!" Cheri sighed forcibly to stand up straight again while pulling an arrow from his body. "Forward!" pekiknya. "Keep moving!" He raised his tone gradually so impressed that he really tried hard to strengthen himself.
Vladimir couldn't take it anymore. He needs to stop, he thought. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had a chance to prove to the public that Rafael chose him for personal reasons. People cannot see their talent. This could ruin my plan!
With a feeling of annoyance Vladimir finally rose from his stool and lunged into the crowd and snatched Cheri's shoulder.
Cheri looked at Vladimir. What's wrong? thought.
"Don't I tell you, unplug the arrows! And I didn't tell you to smile!"
"But, I thought that it would be better, like that," Cheri said.
Vladimir suddenly slapped him.
Cheri flinched, and the entire room held its breath.
They also saw that there was nothing wrong with the scene.
What exactly is going on?
Demian sighed and massaged the base of his nose. He was too smart, he thought.
"I can't entrust the lead role to a presumptuous actress and won't listen to me!" Vladimir burst into emotion. "You're out of Joan's role!"
The whole room exchanged looks.
"It's weird" whispered someone. "When the girl played badly, Vladimir looked so patient. Why did he even take it out now that the girl had started to show improvement?"
"Group!" his interlocutor won't take any chances.
"Let's be Joan!" shouts Vladimir later. "You're a backup!" he said to Cheri.
"Finally." comments some people who still can not accept Cheri.
"Next scene!" vladimir's Instructions.
Leah glanced at Cheri with her eyebrows intertwined.
Cheri smiled to himself. I was satisfied with his acting. It felt so good to be able to animate Joan earlier, he said in his heart.
Leah gulped and tightened her jaw.
"Joan, take the position!" Vladimir shouted at Leah.
Leah did not move.
"Leah!" vladimir's Restoration.
Leah remained unmoved.
Vladimir turned to the girl and glared at her.
"I can no longer follow your words," Leah finally said.
Vladimir squinted his eyes.
"Please get me out of the role of Joan!" Leah raised her jaw against Vladimir.
"What did you say?" Vladimir yells gamang. "I don't understand!"
The whole room froze instantly. Time seemed to have stopped after Leah said that.
Vladimir froze with his eyebrows clutched.
"Leah—" Cheri splashed towards Leah. "What are you saying. I'm fine!"
"I didn't do it to defend you" Leah replied without burden. "I knew right from the start that you needed to be unfair, but it's none of my business."
"But—" Cheri stuttered. I will return to the MoscovArt Theatre, he said in his heart.
"I said I wanted to play Joan" Leah said. "But this is not the way. In this case, it means that my abilities are not recognized. This time I don't want to follow Vladimir's play. It's out of bounds!"
Vladimir was still frozen with his jaw tightening. "Leah," furious. "Don't just talk. Think carefully before making a decision."
Leah snorted thinly in response to Vladimir's ravings wrapped in a patiently contrived face.
"Vladimir!" Someone suddenly shouted from the door.
"Shut up!" Vladimir.
The newly-appeared boy was aghast and stopped. "But—" the boy stuttered. "It's terrible" he said helplessly.
Vladimir let out a rough sigh and rushed over to the boy. "What's so bad?"
The boy then whispered something and Vladimir was stunned with a pale face.
It looks really bad!
What the hell's going on? Cheri curious.
Then the man suddenly turned to Cheri with a terrible expression.
Cheri gulped and gulped. Why is he staring at me?
Vladimir left the room in hasty steps.
The whole room was suddenly quiet.
"The expression on his face is really scary" whispered someone.
"Shhhhh!"
Vladimir rushed into the administration room and lunged at the door with an expression of malice.
Someone was waiting for him with a flat face.
Mikail!
The man stood his back to the door while he was next to the admin table.
Vladimir swallowed. His gaze was immediately fixed on the documents on his desk. He cleared his throat and loosened the tie around his neck. Trying to improve his expression and calm down. Pretending to be calm.
Mikail watched him with a flat face that was unshakable by the storms of life.
Vladimir studied the documents the man carried while raising his legs to the table and leaning his back in a dramatic relaxed manner.
"The acceptance of this requirement is for your sake, Vladimir!" Mikail explained after Vladimir finished reading the letter of agreement he brought from Moscovich Corporation.
Vladimir threw everything back to the table. Then he put his fingers in front of his face. Staring at Mikail with an annoying geeky mimic. Just to cover up the feeling of anger.
Moscovich Corporation is the largest corporate sponsor in the country. Losing Moscovich Corporation's support is tantamount to losing everything.
Vladimir will have trouble finding sponsors later on.
Unfortunately, this time the Moscovich Corporation fully supported Rafael. And that means, Tsar Dramy is on the edge and it's hard to survive.
"Take Cheri back to the MoscovArt Theatre, and shut up about Rafael's secret. If these requirements are not met, we will act immediately. Moscovich Corporation will stop staging Joan." Mikail.
Vladimir lost a great deal.
But it wasn't Vladimir Valensky's name if he showed his helplessness. The man grinned—which without him noticing was actually just displaying a bitter smile. "It's not at all like Rafael's way," he said scornfully. Then chuckle. "So, finally he was forced to take advantage of the influence of his own family that he hated?"
"So how?" Mikail didn't bully him. "Are you able to meet my requirements?"
Vladimir stopped laughing.
"Only one call, and the Moscovich Corporation will act!" Mikail warned.
Furious, Vladimir finally signed the agreement and got out of the chair, then rushed into the training room grumbling. "Don't think you can win!"
Mikail was waiting for him in the administration room.
"Cherry!" Vladimir shouted from the doorstep of the training room. "Here's a minute!"
Cheri looked at him with his eyebrows intertwined.
The entire room looked at their director.
"Play a battle scene from the beginning!" Vladimir instructed all the members. "Leahs! Please stand in the middle of playing Joan!"