Under the flashing spotlight, Nan Feng in the background was a little nervous.

At this moment, he was wearing gorgeous costumes of noble men, but he looked timid and looked like a lamb in wolf's skin. He had no taste of a prominent family, even Finger was more imposing than him.

I am the protagonist, the most dazzling existence tonight, everyone from the audience came to look up to my existence. Nan Feng kept reminding himself in his heart, but his feet couldn't help but tremble.

At this moment, a gentle female voice sounded, and Nan Feng could hear it. It was Liu Miaomiao's voice.

Liu Miaomiao (narrator): Our story takes place in the bustling Verona, where two famous families have emerged from their hatred. A pair of lovers with many destinies have been born from the belly of the two families. Their misfortune and tragic ending buried the dispute between the two parents. Their tragedy of their love sacrifice and the long-term hatred of the two families cannot be calmed except for the death of their children.

【PS: Two major families Montague (Romeo) and Cablet (Juliet), Paris and Romeo are their rivals.】

Act 1: Duel in front of the grave

At the location of the tomb of the Cablet family, Gao Cai (Paris) walked onto the stage happily with flowers. Nan Feng initially thought that this guy was here to sell the buds in his hands. After reading the script, he realized that this guy was here to mourn Su Xiaoxuan (Juliet).

"Dear Su... Juliet, cough, I'm visiting you." Gao Cai coughed awkwardly, and continued, even his expression becoming serious. "That bastard Nan... Mengtaigu, what kind of drug did you give you to fascinate you. If you know how much I love you, you will definitely not be willing to leave this wonderful world. I will use these flowers to lay a new bed for you, water your grave with my deep tears, and wish you rest in peace underground."

Nuonuo, who was in the audience, looked at the affectionate confession of the medieval style, almost sprayed out the canned water he had just drunk, thinking that he must have been rushing his brain before he would follow him to watch the drama. But in fact, she didn't seem to have any good places at this moment, so she could only stuff her headphones and play with her phone.

Chen Wenwen, who was standing beside her, looked lonely, as if the beginning aroused her thoughts. The familiar plot was screened over and over in her mind, and she seemed to have seen Romeo lying in a pool of blood.

"It's time for you, go up to me!" Nan Feng in the backstage was still stunned. Liu Miaomiao appeared from somewhere and pushed him to the stage.

Nan Feng didn't recover, but the eyes of the audience had already hit him, and he had no room to escape.

"Hi~, hello..." Nan Feng forgot his words a little and greeted Gao Cai awkwardly.

Gao Cai didn't care much, because Nan Feng didn't have many lines, but a supporting role had to recite a long affectionate confession.

"I should have asked you back. You damn guy, you killed my lover's cousin, causing Juliet to die."

Gao Cai was immersed in the play and said the lines. Through his firm eyes, Nan Feng had an illusion that he seemed to have really snatched his lover. "Now you are here to steal the corpse and dig the grave again? Stop your sinful behavior quickly. Is it not enough for you to kill them, and you still have to vent your anger on the dead! Damn murderer, surrender, follow me to the police station!"

After saying that, Gao Cai put on a thrilling attitude, as if he was going to fight with Nan Feng.

Nan Feng thought it wasn't right... Why did you rush up before I read the lines? He looked like he was suffering and revenge...

"Don't come here..." Nan Feng subconsciously retreated, always feeling that something was wrong. Why didn't he play according to the routine?

"Dog thief, come and take your time~" Gao Cai has completely substituted it and sang in Beijing accent.

Then he "eagle took a plane" and pressed Nan Feng under him. He ignored Nan Feng's call and made a mess of hammering. It felt like this was a brainless and cool book. He Gaocai became the protagonist, and Nan Feng was just a little monster that was defeated by his men.

"Hey, hey..." Nan Feng whispered to Gao Cai, while protecting his face: "I am the protagonist, give me some face."

"Sorry, sorry, I'm a little immersed in the drama for the first time..." Gao Cai reacted and hurriedly got off Nan Feng and thumped. Before Nan Feng could get up, this guy fell to the ground by himself, with an exaggerated expression on his face as if saying, "Young man, you're so strong, I'm defeated...

"This is a bit exaggerated..." Nan Feng looked at Gao Cai lying on the ground speechlessly.

The latter immediately showed his professionalism again.

"Romeo, if you are still kind, please open the tomb door and put me next to Juliet!" Gao Cai felt unwilling to accept it, as if he had really died under his rival.

After saying the lines, this guy didn't forget to roll his eyes and stick out his tongue, as if telling everyone that I'm dead and will never be like some novels without moral integrity, where the villain can still be resurrected when he dies.

The curtain slowly pulled down, Gao Cai, who had fallen to the ground, hurriedly stood up and looked at Nan Feng with pride, as if showing off his acting skills.

Nan Feng patted his forehead in autism, thinking to himself who Zhao Menghua has found to act!

Act 2: Monologue in the Grave

The curtain gradually opened, and Nan Feng walked over slowly. A transparent cabinet was lying in the center of the stage, and Su Xiaolu was lying quietly.

Nan Feng had an inexplicable illusion that the girl seemed to be lying in a transparent ice coffin. He was so afraid that she would be like this and would never wake up again.

"Brother..., if this is the final ending, are you afraid..." Nan Feng suddenly whispered in his ear in a trance.

Everything around him dimmed in an instant, and the originally noisy venue became silent as if it was dead, leaving only the spotlight in the center of the stage shining on him.

The transparent cabinet where Su Xiaolu was lying on the sky began to be covered with frost inexplicably, and the girl's originally red face turned pale, as if she would never wake up again.

The pink cherry blossoms in the sky began to fall slowly, like a grand funeral.

Nan Feng was a little panicked. He tried desperately to hold the ice coffin, trying to use his body temperature to stop the spread of the ice, but this did not work at all.

"Brother..., stop struggling, useless, you can't fight against the arrival of fate..." A strange voice sounded again.
Chapter completed!