Vicky stood at the door in a daze, her big bright eyes full of surprises.

Mara took a look at this long-closed horse theater. The lady took her to see when she was a child, but it has been closed for two or three years.

But this beautiful lady, why is she so happy after seeing this old theater?

"Can I go in and have a look?" Vicky asked, looking back at Mara.

Mara nodded: "Master has given you all the keys. I don't think I will refuse you to enter."

"Thank you." Vicky said, and couldn't wait to walk into the theater.

The black leather boots stepped on the ground, arousing a layer of dust, but Vicky didn't care and looked around as if she had found a treasure.

The wide hall is more than 300 square meters, and the storey reaches about six meters, which looks extremely open.

Many windows were opened in the front and back to let light into the theater.

The position of the stage directly opens up the second floor, which is more transparent and also gets more light.

There are still a few ropes left above the stage, and paw prints can be seen everywhere on the stage.

"This should be a horse theater, and it's a specially built theater. It looks really good!" Vicky was full of love in her heart. This is simply the theater of her dreams.

Of course... This is a deformed dream after being beaten by reality for countless times.

It can shelter from wind and rain, has a decent stage, can arrange seats for guests, and has a small ticket window...

This is enough.

And here, can meet all her requirements.

Although it looked gray at the moment, it was already gleaming in her eyes.

"Is that gentleman planning to rent this place to us?" Vicky asked when she looked back at Mara standing at the door.

"Perhaps he said in his letter." Mara reminded.

Vicky quickly retrieved the letter from the bag and pulled out the letter paper.

Hello Miss Vicky:

I am glad you can read this letter, which shows that you still considered my proposal.

Artists cannot live decently and perform decently. This is the sadness of the times.

There are fifty silver coins here. It is a little bit of my heart. I hope to solve your current predicament.

I have also prepared Building 101 for you. If you feel satisfied, this can be used as your performance venue.

Of course, as a businessman, I hope to be able to invest in your future.

I will collect 10% of the annual profit of the Black Cat Opera House in return, and I will not participate in other affairs.

Hope you can consider it carefully.

If you agree, you can move directly into Building 101.

If you cannot accept this condition, you can return the key to Mara.

-Hades.

A short and clear letter.

Vicky watched it twice seriously, a little tangled.

"Are you stupid, such a conscientious angel investor, do you still need to consider?! Compared to that stinky man who greets our body, isn't it much stronger?" Vicky said suddenly irritably.

"Ang?" Mara was stunned, looked at Vicky with a surprised look, and got up so hard that she scolded herself?

Vicky suddenly grasped the key in her hand, as if she had grasped the straw for life, her eyes became firm.

"Black Cat Opera House, just start over here! I must let everyone know that the best opera house in the world is here!"

Vicky cleared up her mood, walked out of the theater, and then directly presented the letter to Mara, saying: "Mr. Hades has temporarily loaned this building to us, and we will open it here next. The best opera house."

"Are you going to open an opera house here?" Mara's eyes lit up, and she wondered again: "What is an opera?"

Vicky's expression collapsed. This is the status quo of the opera in Luodu.

...

"Head, fourth and A Bao are also gone."

Vicky opened the door and walked into the dilapidated yard, a middle-aged man said in a low mood.

The other actors also looked at Vicky anxiously. After seeing her empty-handed, it was even more disappointing.

"If this continues, our black cat opera troupe will really disperse..." a black and thin girl clenched her fist and said angrily: "They are too unscrupulous. If it were not for the leader, they would have starved to death. , Now he betrayed us."

The others were silent, their expressions a little complicated.

The weather still shows no signs of warming up, and their stomachs will never fill up. If this continues, they don't know if they can survive this winter.

Vicky glanced at the crowd, raised her pretty eyebrows, her face was a little more sulking, she reached out her hand to untie the black purse from her waist, pulled the drawstring, and then patted the table, loudly saying: "All lost What do you do with a face, isn’t it just money? See what this is?!"

The silver coin shone with dazzling light.

A pair of eyes lit up in the room, and the group members looked at the silver coins filled in the money bags on the table with incredible faces.

"This... Head, where did the money come from?" the middle-aged man asked with a trembling voice.

"Head, you...you didn't sell yourself?" The thin black girl said sadly.

The group members were also concerned and nervously looking at Vicky when they heard the words. They all knew that the rich man was entangled with the group leader, and the group leader had never looked good to him.

But apart from him, they really couldn't figure out where the group leader could get so much money.

"What to sell? Even if I sell you, I can't sell myself." Vicky rolled her eyes, then smiled: "This money was given by the uncle who came to see us last time. Not only the money, he also provided us with the venue for the opera house. I have promised to cooperate with him. Our hard days are over."

"Really?!"

"Do we have a new opera house?"

"We are finally leaving here!"

Everyone was surprised and happy, excited, and others couldn't help crying.

Vicky looked at the crowd, smiled, her eyes were red, she turned her face away and wiped a tear, and said: "Okay, I called three carriages to wait outside, you quickly pack your things and move. I'll take you to eat delicious food later."

"okay!"

Everyone agreed, took a few salutes, and put out the fire in the house again, and they went out.

...

"style!"

"This is great too!"

"This stage! I love it."

Outside Building 101, the actors of the opera troupe looked at the open door of the theater, with their mouths open, shocked.

Vicky looked at the remaining eight members and couldn't help but blame herself. If she was not so stubborn yesterday and came to see the uncle earlier, then all of them can come here today.

She doesn't blame those members who left, who can accompany her to persist until now that it is true love, and it is normal that it can't survive.

Drinking water to support a big belly is really not full.

"From today, this is our home, let's start again." Vicky looked at the members and said with a smile.

"it is good!"

The members also responded with a smile.

The crowd walked into the theater with their luggage, went out to eat a simple meal, and couldn't wait to find the cleaning tools from the theater's sundries room and start cleaning.

Vicky found a wooden board, wiped it clean, wrote a line of characters with a pen, and hung it outside the gate.

Black Cat Opera House!