The most troublesome thing for Ye Qing to fly across oceans is the time calculation.

As a science student whose geographic knowledge is only limited to the understanding of the world political map, Ye Qing really doesn't know whether to say that he drank the wine a day ago or last night.

He obviously spent more than 20 hours on the plane, but after landing in Los Santos, the time display only passed half a day.

After finalizing the first sale of performance guns, Ye Qing, who was in a good mood, had a belly-drink with CPSA's comrades in the evening. Ye Qing was a little confused until Li Jie put himself on the plane the next day.

Pulling the suitcase containing the medal certificate, Ye Qing walked out of the airport quickly.

"why you?"

After finding her Prado, Ye Qing opened the door. Seeing Hannah sitting in the driver's seat, Ye Qing was surprised.

"Seeing me so surprised?"

"There are some."

Ye Qing climbed onto the co-pilot while stuffing the suitcase into the back seat.

"It seems that Harris's driver position is not guaranteed."

Twice! I sent a message to Harris to pick me up, but it was not him who came! The staff didn't listen to their greetings, but their driver's grade was much higher!

Ye Qing didn't know whether to cry or laugh...

"I saw the schedule of your competition this time. It is estimated that you will arrive today. I will come when I have time. By the way, are you free today?"

Hannah barely explained a sentence for Harris, and then asked.

"You've come all the way. If you're not free, you have to be free. Tell me, what's the arrangement?"

Ye Qing and Hannah have been in contact for so long, and she knows that if the other party asks whether she has time or not, it means that she must have made arrangements. Immediately asked directly.

"I bought two tickets for the Opera of the Dead Soul, you accompany me to see it!"

"You don't watch cartoons anymore?"

Ye Qing didn't know what "Dead Souls" was, but when he heard the word opera, he felt quite high. Ye Qing, whose artistic cells are approaching zero, asked with some doubts.

Even if you listen to the opera, the name still feels like a horror movie... The span is a bit big!

"That's an animated film! Also, why can't I watch operas? Let me tell you, this adaptation of Gogol's Dead Soul was made by the outstanding Soviet composer Shchedrin in ten years. .Very classic!"

"However, I don't know anything about Gogol, Shedrin, etc. you're talking about..."

Looking at Hannah's slightly rolled eyes, Ye Qing said helplessly. That said, it seems a little low....

"You?! Forget it, I didn't know it before, I'll find out later. Just listen carefully, time is running out, hurry up and go to the theater after dinner."

Hannah said so, Ye Qing shrugged and went with her. Anyway, to accompany a girl, listen to yourself if you like it, go to sleep if you can't listen...

I can only hope that the tickets Hannah bought should not be too far in the middle... It's a shame to sleep like that, it's best to be on the sides. As for the rear seats, Ye Qing had no hope.

Who doesn't have two dollars yet? Judging from Hannah's family background, this girl is basically a rear insulator...

Murphy's Law says that the more you fear what will happen, the more likely it will happen.

Ye Qing was skeptical about this kind of metaphysics. But an hour later, Ye Qing believed.

Standing in front of the baroque building of the Los Santos Theater, looking at the costumes of some of the audience around him, and then looking at himself, the embarrassment that Ye Qing was most afraid of happened.

Although it is not as particular as it used to be now, you must wear formal attire and formal attire to go to concerts or operas. But like Ye Qing, wearing a polo shirt and tactical trousers that hasn't had time to change is truly unique.

Under the splendid care of the baroque architecture, Ye Qing suddenly had a sense of sight of a country bumpkin entering the city...

"Oh, don't look, let's go."

Noticing that Ye Qing was looking around unnaturally, Hannah stretched out her hand and pulled Ye Qing in amusingly.

"Hey, slow down! If you have time, you can see that they are not in a hurry."

Feeling the temperature in his hands, Ye Qing suddenly felt... embarrassed or something, and it seemed that he could accept it. Well, this hand is so soft...

Following the prompt of the theater staff, the two turned their phones to silent. Then check in.

"Shet..."

Seeing the two of them sitting in the middle of the first row, Ye Qing wanted to cry without tears. Now, it will be awkward to sleep...

"What's wrong?"

The opera had not yet started, and the hall was a little noisy as the audience entered. Hannah didn't hear what Ye Qing was saying for a while.

"fine."

"Well, then let me tell you about the work of the dead soul first, so that you can understand this opera later. This work is..."

Smelling the scent of Hannah's perfume, Ye Qing's attention was completely focused on the blond hair that was rubbing against her face.

As for "satirical literature" and "modernist creation", Ye Qing didn't even listen to it. Or, if you listen to it, you can't understand it.

Apart from feeling the gentleness of Hannah's hair brushing against her cheek, Ye Qing's only gain might be to understand the meaning of the name "Dead Soul".

It turns out that "soul" is a name for serfs... So this is not an opera about ghosts and the like, that's all.

Hannah's explanation was interrupted by the sudden dim light in the hall.

After a while, the curtain of the stage opened. The audience's applause gradually became warmer, and Ye Qing, who was in the crowd, also applauded.

With the sound of the soundtrack, the actors began to appear.

The actors in the opening chapter wore old-fashioned suits and woolen coats with a strong woolen style. The actions of the performance are very similar to the sketches of the motherland~lightnovelpub.net~ are all on a small stage, with limited props to interpret the plot.

To Ye Qing, an artistic idiot, opera seems to be a sketch that changed the reading lines into singing (lines).

Not to mention, this art form, the first time I saw Ye Qing, it was quite interesting.

The good times didn't last long. After about half an hour, Ye Qing couldn't take it anymore. He doesn't understand Russian, and there's no way to subtitle a live opera like this...

Hannah has read the book "Dead Souls" anyway, so she has some idea of ​​the plot. Just look at the actions of the actors to know where the plot is going.

And Ye Qing has been listening to these actors on stage for half an hour, "Ah, ah, da da da" singing. But I didn't even understand a hair...

Quietly opened the ticket in his hand, watching that the performance was still an hour and a half away from the estimated end time on the ticket. Ye Qing glanced at Hannah who was attentive next to him, and then looked at the audience on the left who was also focused on the stage.

Ye Qing, who was about to find a comfortable position to lean on the seat and sleep for a while, secretly turned her head and looked behind her worriedly.

Behind Ye Qing, on the seats arranged in steps. The attention of every audience member was focused on the bright stage, and the auditorium seemed a little dark.

However, Ye Qing discovered at this moment a scene that made all the hairs on his body explode.

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