The Luster of Stars in Moscow
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"Please don't play us all" Cheri flicked his shoulders, trying to shake Valentin's hand. "Please, stop ruining Joan!"
Valentin held his hand before covering the girl's head with a cloth. "I'm a hundred percent serious about this drama" he said flatly. "Also with you!"
Cheri swallowed. I don't know why his heart suddenly fluttered.
"You'll be mine, Cheri." The man whispered softly. His gaze also softened. "Through this drama, I will prove to you that I can be superior to Rafael!" It's underscoring. Then cover Cheri's head.
Cheri screeched restrained. "Hei—what exactly do you want to do? Unhand me!"
The man now carried her to the front of the stage. "Hei—kalian!" he shouted at some boys who were not part of the role who were huddling watching the exercises on the side of the stage. "Help me!"
The children rushed to him.
"Thank you Joan to the middle of the stage!" his orders. "Stay like that until I give you a cue."
"What the hell does he want to do?" Vladimir growled impatiently.
Valentin returned to his seat and instructed through the loudspeaker. "Lamp fade in!"
Vladimir snickered.
"The white sheep horde lay, countless.." Valentin added the narrative.
The audience held their breath.
The atmosphere of the stage changed mysteriously.
"Narrate!" Valentin.
"Court judgment!" The narrator takes over the audio. "Women who give their hearts to the devil will be put to death!"
"Thank Joan!" Valentin interrupted.
The four boys carrying Cheri followed his instructions.
"From the horde of white sheep," Valentin takes over the narrative. "Only one is chosen.Little sheep are black."
Vladimir gasp.
The spectators are shocked.
"Throw Joan out!" valentin's orders.
Cheri was thrown and rolled into the middle of the stage. Then pulled his body back to the stage.
"Only one girl was chosen by God." Valentin added another narrative. "Joan d'Arc!"
Cheri looked back, revealing his face to the spectator bench.
Why is he directing this well? inner surprised. Then look at the Valentin bench.
The man looked back at her with a calm expression. Much calmer than the real Rafael.
She. Cheri stammered in amazement.
The entire room held its breath and was stunned.
Vladimir swallowed with great difficulty.
"All the white sheep stood up and took off the cloth!" valentin's orders.
The stage turned sparkling without the help of lighting.
"From here, move straight to the second scene. When Prince Charles receives Joan!" Valentin added. "Behind the white sheepskin, all of them were nobles who were dressed luxuriously."
"Great," cried someone on the bleachers.
"That's amazing!" Comments from some people.
Vladimir spontaneously paled. This fool…
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"Today's training is over!" Valentin announced.
Everyone looks tired and satisfied. The first day of practice was unexpected.
Some of the members of both groups have already started to look familiar.
Cheri packed his things and prepared to leave the building.
Outside it is raining.
Several children from both groups clustered on the terrace.
Cheri passed them and turned to look for Mikail.
Sesha and several girls from the MoscovArt Theatre huddled near the pillars.
"Saah!" Cheri called. "Did you see Mikail?"
"She must be busy taking care of the staging preparations," the cat-actor girl commented beside Sesha.
"Tomorrow can see each other again" Sesha chimed.
Cheri gave a short sigh.
A taxi stopped not far from them. Someone lowered the window glass on the passenger seat. "Cherry!" Rafael's handsome face appeared at the window. "Let's go home together!" bring him.
Cheri immediately snorted. "Are you kidding me?"
"It's raining, Cheri!" Valentin growls.
"Come, Cheri!" Sesha advised. "However you are in the same direction. You guys are staying home!"
"It's okay" Sergey Cheri. "I'll wait for Mikail. He promised to pick me up."
"Rest, Cheri!" Sesha. "You're the main character."
"Cheri! Don't sell expensive! Quick ride!" Valentin.
Cheri gulped and tightened his jaw. Then opened the taxi door and growled. Then sneak in while grumbling.
Valentin glanced at him while smiling mischievously.
Approaching the apartment area, Cheri leaned his body forward. "Please drop me off at Izmaylovskiy park" Cheri told the taxi driver.
"Me too!" Valentin.
Cheri spontaneously glared at him.
"I'm Rafael Moscovich" Valentin said. "It's only natural that I go back to my own room."
This motherfucker. Cheri groaned in his heart.
"Start tonight, we'll hold the room!" Valentin added.
Cheri sighed helplessly.
The man actually went back to the apartment. "You've really taken good care of my apartment" she exclaimed with an innocent facial expression. "I was tired of staying in hotels, the waiter was too attentive and very chatty" he said as he rushed to Rafael's room.
Cheri follows her, worried that the man messes with Rafael's room.
And it's true.
Valentin began to take out all the paper that was stuck to the wall, stripped the curtains in the window and removed the piles of manuscripts and books from Rafael's writing desk.
"What are you doing?" Cheri squealed in frustration. He was like a little brat who was inattentive, his inner being concerned.
"It doesn't suit my taste" protested Valentin. "It's Rafael's taste!"
"This is Rafael's room!" Cheri rebuked the man. Then he started picking up the stuff that was strewn on the floor. "Don't just mess up his stuff."
"Yes, already!" Valentin stopped and folded his hands in front of his chest. "Then I will sleep in your room" he said without burden. "That way, while I'm sleeping, maybe you can meet Rafael. I don't mind dating you at all. Out of fellow children we can't do anything."
Cheri growled in annoyance and threw a pillow at Valentin's face. "You're no longer a child, Valentin!"
"I know, really!' Valentin puffed his cheeks with the expression of a fifteen-year-old.
Cheri finally began to understand why Valentin sometimes looks stupid. Valentin still feels himself a fifteen-year-old boy. His speech style was almost similar to Kyle when they had just met.
Kyle changed after joining the MoscovArt Theatre and was involved in the bustle. The boy has not had time to question Cheri since he has occupied himself in various activities.
Maybe it can also be useful for Valentin.
"Although still young.Rafa intends to be your father's replacement," Valentin said with a concerned look.
Instantly, Cheri felt his heart was like he had been stabbed by a blunt object.
Is that how Rafael has been feeling all along?
Just that much?
"That's why you feel comfortable too, right?" Valentin glanced at Cheri.
Cheri was stunned for a moment. But then he turned his face and bowed, picking up the other stuff. His heart suddenly felt sore.
"In other words, the relationship between the two of you is not a lover's relationship" Valentin sneered. "But the fake father and son relationship."
"Shut your mouth!" Cheri. Little boy, grunt in heart.
"But despite living in the house, Rafael never once touched you!" ejek Valentin's.
"We haven't— yet" Cheri suddenly didn't continue his words. Why should I serve him? thought sorry.
"Rafael didn't feel like having you yet" Valentin continued Cheri's words. "He doesn't even like you! Am I right?"
Cheri simultaneously froze.
"Even word is, she's a girl hater." Valentin added. "Eat him Mikail was calm when you first lived together."
So I do, huh? cheri thought he was heartbroken.