Chapter 2214： He is like a dog

Once Pascal proudly looked down at the shabby-clothed, disheveled black cat opera troupe, that was the superiority of those who considered themselves successful.

But now watching the gorgeously-dressed actors surround Vicky, the once weak people are all red, and the sense of superiority suddenly disappears.

Even under the gaze of everyone, a feeling of shame and foulness arose.

Even if he used his **** to think about problems, he could see that the Black Cat Opera Troupe had mostly met the big benefactor.

Don’t say anything else, just this luxurious costume can cost tens of thousands of copper coins to customize it.

In this case, this opera house may not be occupied by them, but directly rented.

"Ahem... Captain Vicky, why are you so happy? Have we had a few friendly conversations before? I'm Pascal, the head of the Marca Opera Company. You still have several companions. Now they are all members of our team, even if you are now developed and you meet a big gold master, you can't turn your face away from you." Pascal quickly turned into a smile.

The situation is different from what he imagined. Most of the things he promised before and Boca will fall through. He thinks of a way to try again. After all, the gold master is watching from behind, and his performance is good.

McGonagall watched this scene, and the corners of his mouth rose more and more. The development of the plot was somewhat different from what he thought.

But this fat captain is quite perceptive, knowing that seeing the wind makes the rudder, not a rash pig.

It’s just the level of speaking, it needs to be improved.

And Boka on the side heard Pascal’s words and looked at the actors in the costumes, clenched their fists, and couldn't help shaking.

**** off! Trembling! cold!

He felt as if he was suddenly stripped and thrown into the ice and snow, and the world was away from him.

She... After all, did she find other gold masters?

In order to let the actors wear gorgeous costumes, let them eat, and let them have a stage to shelter from the wind and rain...

But why doesn’t she come to him? Did you find someone else?

He feels painful.

He opened his mouth.

but could not speak.

But it doesn't matter if he can't speak, everyone in the opera troupe was suffocated. After hearing Pascal's words, they immediately exploded.

They just missed those friends who left in difficult days, and now one of the culprits came here to show off.

"I won't hit you because I want to leave a good impression on the audience." Ibaka said, staring at Pascal coldly.

"But it's best not to let us meet you outside the theater, or your face will bloom, I promise." The lady next to her echoed.

Pascal took two steps back in fear, his face changed slightly.

These people... become scary after eating!

"Actually, I came today to talk to the head of Vicky about cooperation. We are all colleagues. In Luodu, the opera troupe is the only two of us. Now everyone does not understand opera. If we can merge, Working hard together to let more people know what opera is, and making the cake bigger together, isn't it good." Pascal looked at Vicky seriously and said.

"Heh, not only others don't know, but you don't even know what opera is." Vicky said coldly.

It’s not that he looks down on Pascal, it’s the complete level of business of the Marca Opera Company, which is simply discrediting the opera.

I went to see it with expectation, but I slept well and woke up. I just remember that I fell asleep. Who else would spend money to watch an opera next time?

This guy who is full of money from the pockets of the audience is simply a cancer of the opera world!

"You can insult me, but you can't insult my business level!" Pascal said sternly.

"Talking about opera with you is insulting the performance." Vicky curled her lips.

"You...you..." Pascal was anxious, but there was nothing to do.

Now that the Black Cat Opera Company is living a rich life, he can no longer see the desire for food in their eyes. It is obviously unrealistic to seduce them to join Marcus.

With Vicky’s attitude, it is equally impossible to merge the two opera companies.

Pascal angrily said: "Don't think that everything will be fine with a big money! It depends on how much time you have to scout the uncle, how much time you have to perform on stage!"

Vicky's face became cold, and Xing had a murderous look in her eyes.

But before she could speak, a low voice already sounded in the audience: "Shut up! Shut up!"

Boca abruptly got up, the long stool was brought to the ground, he clenched his fist, looked at Vicky with pain and entanglement.

Boka said, Pascal said in a second, but said: "Master Boka, she...she is getting better with others..."

"Go away!" Boca yelled at him.

Pascal immediately retreated to the side with her legs in her arms, not daring to make another sound.

The McGonagall family have already eaten the seeds, their legs are tilted, so they can watch the foreplay in their spare time.

Boca’s expression changed several times, switching between pain, relief, entanglement, and forgiveness, which made the opera actors present a bit ashamed.

"Miss Vicky, it turns out that you still know so many wealthy friends. You never told me. You must be afraid that I think too much. You always think about me. You treat me better. I am getting better and better. I like you." Boca looked at Vicky affectionately and said.

"That's okay?!" McGonagall raised his eyebrows and stared, tilting his head to look at Boca.

"Heh, is this so-called affectionate?" Irina also said with a smile.

"No...this can only be called a licking dog..." McGonagall thought.

Vicky showed a bit of disgust, and looked at Boca with cold eyes, "I have already said very clearly, I don't like you, please disappear before my eyes. If you try to disgust me with this kind of villain, I won't let you go."

Boca staggered forward two steps, clutching his heart, and said in pain: "Don't push me away! I want to meet you every day. You choose the location, whether it is the forest, the desert, the lakeside at night, or the grassland or the sea. , The misty street in the morning, just don’t be in a dream anymore."

"Go back and wash and go to bed early, you have everything in your dreams." Vicky said indifferently.

Boca stood blankly on the spot, looking at Vicky in a daze, tears could not stop falling from the corner of her eyes.

He heard the sound of something shattering, probably in his heart.

"Maybe he is better and more suitable for you, then you go, I will let you go..."

"But you have to remember that if you want to come back someday, I will be here waiting for you, waiting for you."

"You are weak, let him lighten up, I will feel distressed."

Boca choked.

"Climb for the old lady!" Vicky picked up the stool on the side.

"Calm down the leader!" The actors hurriedly pulled her.

"My son, let's go first." Pascal also hurriedly stepped forward to help Boca staggered outwards, looking desperate...

"He is like a dog."

Amy looked at Boca's back and said.

McGonagall nodded deeply.

Lick to the last nothing.