Chapter 205: Kawi: I have one
"It's me, it's me, don't you remember me?"
Seeing that Kavi was stunned, the woman realized that he didn't recognize her, so she hummed a little tune, made a few small dance gestures with one hand, then raised her chin, tilted her neck forward slightly, and winked at him.
The familiar tune and dance moves awakened Kavi's memory. He said in surprise, "You are the 'Princess' who performed in the tavern. What a coincidence, I actually met you here!"
This was the dancing lady he met when the three of them first went to the tavern a year ago, when he and Elhaisen had just met Haroldt.
"My name is Aisha, which means 'lucky' in our tribe." Aisha smiled and pursed her lips.
"You can just call me by my name. No need to call me 'Miss Princess' anymore. I am here to enjoy the performance of 'Desert Princess' today."
She spoke fluently, but her pronunciation of some words was not standard and there were some grammatical errors in long paragraphs.
Kavi nodded and said with surprise, "You speak the Xumi Common Language really well. When we met you last year, you couldn't even understand what I was saying."
"I have been learning all the time, communicating with various guests, talking, writing, and studying hard at night."
Aisha said that she was also very satisfied with her recent achievements. In addition, she had a good impression of Kavi and the others, so she immediately opened up and continued to talk about her recent situation.
"I can already write a lot of characters. I want to continue to study on my own for a few more years. I want to take the entrance exam for the College of Teaching."
"You even learned how to write? How did you learn so fast?! Hey, is this what the people of Liyue say, 'A scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days of absence'?"
Kavi shouted happily, he was more shocked by the rapid progress of people he knew than by the strange desert people.
Kavi only sighed, but his question made Aisha a little flustered and alert.
Her learning progress was so fast, thanks to the textbooks that Master Dolly sold privately to the mercenaries. That was the biggest secret of them, the desert people who stayed in the rainforest, and it must not be leaked.
She said, "Someone taught me, and I studied hard." Then she turned her head slightly. She felt that she was a little too proud of herself. After all, the other party was a member of the Teaching Court, and she shouldn't talk too much to him.
Aisha's unusual behavior made Kavi a little confused, but he suddenly thought of the textbook that was secretly sold a few months ago. It was like a thread that connected everything together.
Kavi suddenly realized and vaguely guessed where Aisha's panic came from, and he intuitively felt that his guess was correct.
Guessing that he had contributed to Aisha's transformation, he became proud. I was also a participant. I drew the illustrations in the children's enlightenment books! Miss Aisha would be shocked if she knew that my drawings might be printed in the books she read!
But he had no intention of revealing the truth to Aisha.
This is unnecessary. If I say it, she might think I'm trying to hook her, which will only add to her psychological pressure.
If Miss Aisha continues to work hard along the current trajectory, she will definitely be admitted to the Church of God. Then I will tell Harold and Elhaisen that I was also a great contributor. I drew the entire thick enlightenment book with my drawings!
As Kavi was thinking, the lights suddenly went out, and there were screams of fear and whispers of doubt all around.
Zubair Theater was originally an open theater, but now it has set up a tent and installed chandeliers for this performance that has been planned for a long time. When they first entered the theater, some people who did not often come to the theater did not even notice these changes.
"The performance is about to begin!" Kavi understood and deliberately turned up the volume so that the two younger students and Aisha could hear it.
At this time, a cluster of lights lit up on the stage, and the light yellow light from top to bottom hit the center of the stage, attracting the attention of everyone in the venue. After a burst of exclamations, the noisy sound gradually subsided.
Everyone noticed a tall figure illuminated by the light. It was a woman with honey-colored skin and wearing desert clothing that was popular a hundred years ago. She slowly bowed to the audience.
As everyone sighed, the lights suddenly went out again, and the audience shouted and asked questions again. They thought it was an accident during the performance.
But the lights soon came on again, and this time, they expanded from a small cluster until they enveloped the entire choir.
The actors on the stage hadn't said anything yet, but the aura displayed by a dozen strong desert men standing in a row silenced everyone in the audience, who dared not utter a word.
A performance includes three programs: singing, dancing and opera.
Harold silently thought about the contents of the ticket and evaluated it secretly.
No announcer? Well... there are only three programs, all written on the ticket, and there is no microphone. Even if we really arrange a host, he can't do this job elegantly and calmly, so it's better not to arrange it.
In the form of chorus? Without a mini microphone and without using bel canto, this is indeed the only way, otherwise the audience will not be able to hear the sound.
He had roughly guessed the performance format. Since they had chosen a chorus, the theater manager should be more inclined to arrange the first show to be the singing style of the desert.
Because the third scene can only be sung in bel canto, and the combination of the two cultures will appear incongruous if not handled with care, arranging pure desert art in the first and second scenes can give the audience a preconceived idea.
reasonable.
When the actors on the stage started to speak, Harold knew that his guess was completely correct. He leaned back in his chair and listened to the song more casually.
On Blue Planet, his entertainment activities were playing ball, watching movies, and playing games. He was used to the fast-paced life of a scholar in Teyvat, so he didn't really like this kind of performance.
In the past, he would not even set foot in the theater, but today's performance can be said to be initiated by him, so he can just come here to test his achievements.
Harold thought about it and adjusted his sitting position. The singing just reached the climax. The low piano accompaniment with a sandy smell became more and more rapid. The performers sang too fast. Harold had no time to translate.
Hmm? Why do I suddenly feel excited? I am excited.
All sounds stopped, the lights went out, and the theater fell into darkness again, but no one shouted in panic. Applause and cheers drowned out everything, and Harold also applauded.