Chapter 272 Actor
The box was facing the theater stage and was filled with a faint and elegant fragrance. The transparent fruit plate was filled with fruits that Qianming had never seen before.
With such luxury, Hua Huo is indeed a person with good credit points. As the top star of the entire theater, the remuneration she gets for each appearance is astronomical.
Credit points are just a string of numbers to her.
"Xiao Anming~" Hua Huo gave Qianming a teasing look and gently lifted Qianming's chin with her index finger, staring at the young face and unable to stop her heart beating.
If it was someone else, Hanabi wouldn't be so excited, but if she guessed correctly... everything a fraudster does has a purpose, so there is only one reason for her to contact Chiaki.
What's more, the photo provided by An Tianming had the words "An Ming" written casually on the back, but it seemed that some accidents occurred in the process, which turned him into "Qian Ming".
But it doesn't matter what his name is, even if he changes into many masks, Hanabi can recognize her brother.
When she had nothing, even without a name, it was the swindler who took her in, taught her magic tricks, took her to practice acting over and over again without getting tired, and finally sent her to the biggest stage on the Edo planet.
An Ming is a big liar.
Also the best liar.
He always smiled and said to her, "If you don't behave, I will lock you in the bathroom and make you take a bath for three days and three nights." Even if he was joking, he would never expose her scars.
An Ming always regards himself as a hypocrite, hoping that Hua Huo will always be wary of him. As a fraudster, how can he have real feelings?
But Hanabi is the descendant of the puppet clan, and her mask has long been stained with Anming's color.
So what if he was hypocritical? An Ming had been hypocritical all his life, and he had never hurt her until the end.
She was willing to be used, and no one would ever guess that this fool who was full of lies also had a benefactor whom she wanted to repay deep in her heart.
"You are An Ming."
"I'm not."
"That's right!" Hua Huo pouted and looked a little sulky, but when she thought about meeting her brother who was still a boy, she couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
This is a mask that I was unable to collect, so of course I have to record it in my heart and savor it carefully late at night.
Hanabi would never forget it, after all, she was the best actress and could perfectly reproduce everything she saw with her acting skills.
"Are you an elementary school student?" Qian Ming frowned, wondering why this Hanabi is even more childish than him. Is this really the actress Hanabi who shines on the stage?
"Hanabi-sama doesn't bother with little brats."
Hanabi turned her face away proudly, holding a thin black and gold card in her right hand, and gently pressed it against Qianming's nose, "This is the theater's supreme VIP card, which allows you to watch any play for free an unlimited number of times, anytime you want."
"Why...are you so nice to me?"
Qianming could clearly feel that he was a "special case" for Hanabi. They had only met a few times, so why did he release so much emotion?
Her fingertips gently brushed across Qianming's lips, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Hanabi's mouth. "Yes, why? Why not ask yourself."
"I mean the self you have forgotten."
"Xiao Anming."
She waved her hand and walked out of the private room with lazy steps. She did not forget to take away the fruit plate and gently bit open a grape. It was still the sweetness in her memory.
Qianming watched Hanabi's departing back, and for some reason, he felt that Hanabi was not lying.
An Ming...
He silently repeated the name in his mind. It was just a different surname, so why did he feel a sense of fate?
The actors on the stage take their final bow under the spotlight and return to the real world.
What about him?
Who is he?
Or is he always an actor wearing a mask?
[Nine years old. This year, you always went to the Grand Theater to watch plays, and the "Fireworks" performed by Fireworks only performed 8 scenes in the whole year.]
[The fireworks on the stage are completely different from the fireworks you know. It seems that all the light is focused on the girl holding the mask, and she can always lock your position in the audience]
[This seems to be your silent understanding]
Backstage.
"Xiao Anming, you are here."
Hanabi did not remove her makeup, and her smile made it seem as if the Hanabi in the play had come alive, or perhaps it could be said that at this moment she was the extension of Hanabi herself in reality.
"Is An Ming a very important person to you?" Qian Ming had long been accustomed to being addressed by Hua Huo. In the past year, he often came to the theater to meet Hua Huo without telling the Fire Chasers.
Normally, to see Hanabi you need not only a lot of credit points, but also some luck. After all, except Hanabi herself, no one knows where she will appear.
Qianming is indeed a special case.
"Most importantly," Hanabi corrected Chiaki's wording, "So you are lucky to be loved by Hanabi-sama. Why don't you come and offer your heart and soul to her as soon as possible."
"I'm only nine."
Chiaki stared at Hanabi with disdain, as if she thought Hanabi was a pervert. Who would say such things to a nine-year-old child?
"Huh?!" Hanabi showed a shocked expression, "But that's not what you said back then."
She was younger than nine years old at that time, so if you insist, it was An Ming who did it first!
"Ai."
"Don't you want to know the story behind it?"
"The story of a fraudster?"
"uh-huh."
Over the past year, in addition to teasing Chiaki out of habit, Hanabi also always tells him a story about a trickster, saying that he will get the answer once he finishes listening.
Qian Ming said nothing, took out his elementary school homework from his schoolbag and placed it on the magnificent desk.
Hanabi: “?”
"Finish it for me and I'll listen, otherwise Sister Sakura will spank me when I get home," Chiaki has been an honest child since he was young, and he handed Hanabi a pen.
Hanabi never dreamed that she would be doing homework for a little kid in the most artistic theater in Edo Star?!
"You really don't listen?"
"Do not listen."
Chiaki showed a harmless smile, which made Lady Hanabi's fists a little stiff. It seemed that Chiaki was not so worthy of a beating when she was a child. This little brat seemed to need a lesson.
It has always been others who ask for fireworks, when has it ever been the other way around?
Huahu took a pen and glanced at the extremely stupid question, took a deep breath and began to write quickly, but fell silent after writing a few pages.
"No, you didn't write a single word of your summer homework?"
"Well, busy with assassinations."
"6."
Hanabi was really impressed. How could everyone be so stubborn these days? Life is not easy. Nine-year-old assassination, right? "Kid, you are invincible."
"Sister Ying said that we shouldn't be too high-profile."
Qianming shrugged, lying on the sofa eating grapes, admiring the beautiful figure of Hanabi who was busy with her homework.