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The scorching white steam spewed out of the steam ball, and the railroad bus slowly stopped in front of the bus stop on Mike Delin Street.

The car door opened, wearing a moon-white cotton wool long skirt and a sky blue woolen medium-length coat, Abelvilla took An An and got off the car with many passengers.

The two people who got off the car first waited on the platform for a while before they saw Jiang Xilin walking out of the car.

I saw him holding a gray-haired old lady.

After getting off the car, Jiangxi Lin let go of his hand, and the old lady bowed slightly to her.

"Thank you, boy."

Jiangxi Lin bowed and returned the greeting,

"You're welcome, old man, it's a simple task."

...

Abelvilla held An An, stood aside and smiled slightly, without any intention of urging him.

After a few words of politeness with the old lady, Jiangxi Lin walked to Abelvilla and An An.

"Let you wait for a long time!"

"It didn't wait long."

Abelvilla shook her head with a smile.

An An, who she was holding, looked at Jiangxi Lin curiously.

"Brother Xilin, why did you go to help that old lady? No one went to help?"

"I just went to help me because no one went to help me."

Jiangxi Lin reached out and rubbed the little guy's head.

The elderly in this world are still relatively "simple", and the fraudulent behavior of hitting the cart has not been developed yet.

This is probably also related to the social structure of this world.

Unlike the social environment in previous lives, people in this world are generally indifferent, and the law cannot effectively restrict those who are superior.

Therefore, if you touch a "steel plate" on "strike", you will probably lose your life.

...

Afterwards, the three of them headed straight to Green Theater.

Today is Harvest Festival, and all walks of life in the kingdom will have a day off, so those who are "trapped" in various jobs on weekdays have all gone on the street today.

Pedestrians came and went, shoulder to shoulder, the hawking sounds of surrounding shops and the bargaining sounds between customers and shops, noisy and chaotic.

Jiangxi Lin and the other three walked through the dense crowd and headed towards the Green Grand Theater.

The white exterior walls of the Grand Theater look particularly solemn and dignified in the sun, while the fiery red roof gives people a warm feeling of the warm winter sun.

At this time, carriages were coming and going in front of the Grand Theater, and high-class families in gorgeous costumes walked out of the carriage.

It is not difficult to see that among these people, both men and women, are imitating the nobles.

After all, they are the people who are the closest to the aristocratic class among the civilians.

But getting close is just getting close. Many factory owners have already had far more wealth than some nobles, but they have never been able to enter the circle of nobles in their entire lives.

If you cannot become a noble, the wealth you have will always be lost.

Therefore, for many big merchants in this country, the ultimate goal is to enter the circle of aristocraticism and become the permanent guardian of the kingdom's laws.

Jiangxi Lin does not have such great ambitions. What he is looking forward to now is a relatively decent and stable job, adding a house of his own.

He had already tried enough in his previous life, including beer belly, fatty liver, asthma, stomach ulcer...

The pressure of life in this life is not as great as that of the previous life, and he doesn't want to live so painfully anymore.

...

Jiangxi Lin stood behind Vera and An An, lined up to show his "entry ticket", and successfully entered the theater lobby.

The structure is very similar to some gymnasiums in previous lives, but the space is much smaller.

There are eight protruding platforms on the second floor, and there are not many seats placed on each platform.

There should be the legendary "Shang" waiting seat.

Jiangxi Lin withdrew his gaze and began to look for his seat for the three of them.

"It's 95 over there, it's 98 here..."

An An muttered to himself while pointing at the seat number.

"Brother Xilin, mom, our seats should be there."

An An pointed in a certain direction, then pulled Vera and Jiangxilin and ran over there.

It can be seen that the little girl is in a good mood and looks particularly lively.

...

...

After the stage, two girls, sixteen or seventeen years old, were wearing solemn and gorgeous performance costumes, hiding besides and talking secretly.

"Leya, are you nervous?"

"Of course, Phillin, you touch my heart, it beating so fast."

The girl named Lea gently covered her thumping chest.

This was her first time in her life, and it was on a grand festival like Harvest Festival.

You know, she came to the king this time just for further study. She never thought about going to the stage!

"I am the same, I feel like my heart is about to jump out of my throat. I'm so nervous!"

The girl named Phillin also covered her chest and her body was trembling slightly by the tension and excitement brought about by the upcoming stage.

"Oh, my two little ancestors, why are you still here? Master Krasdo has arrived and is about to go on stage. Why do you two still have the intention to hide here and chat? Hurry up and prepare to go on stage."

Rabic, one of the theater leaders who wore a black dress, had a bow tie on his neck, a thick layer of powder applied to his face, and liked to pinch orchids when speaking, urging in an extremely feminine tone.

Lea and Firlin looked at each other, each stuck out their tongues, then lowered their heads and ran on small steps.

...

...

Meet, Meet, Meet...

The lights in the theater are off and the spotlights are on in turn.

Several bright columns of light pierced the dark space and shone on the inner stage.

"It's beginning!"

An An, who was sitting between Jiangxilin and Abel Vera, twisted her body excitedly and said to Jiangxilin and Vera one after another.

"Ahem cough cough..."

Three coughs came from the stage, and the noisy theater soon became quiet.

The curtain was slowly pulled to both sides, revealing a handsome young man in a black dress, with a well-proportioned and tall figure, and a face covered with powder and lipstick.

I heard him say in that strange magnetic voice:

"Gentlemen, ladies, it's an honor to spend it with you on Harvest Day."

"Before the concert begins, please listen to me patiently tell a story, a story about the theme of this concert."

"More than three hundred years ago, the world had four seasons, representing the spring of recovery, representing the summer of prosperity, representing the autumn of harvest, and representing the withered winter..."

On the stage, the young man recited in a voice full of emotion.

Jiangxi Lin yawned, feeling like he was watching a long-awaited TV series, and then... in the first thirty minutes, it was a narration that explained the background of the TV series without any pictures.

"Gold is the goddess' dress, a color that symbolizes wealth and harvest. In order to compose this song that praises the great goddess of harvest and prosperity and celebrates the harvest festival, our famous music master, Master Ay Clasdo, specially visited the entire capital's farms. So, next, please enjoy the song of the golden color."

The young host who had been in a moji for almost a quarter of an hour finally left the stage.

Then the lights went out and the entire hall fell into darkness.

But the darkness didn't last long.

As an ethereal note sounded, the lights of the entire theater were turned on in an instant.

On the stage, a symphony orchestra composed of dozens of people appeared in the eyes of the audience.

The conductor on the stage is a lady who looks about thirty years old.

She was wearing a grand and profound dress that was not without dignity and gorgeous, standing on the podium, holding a baton in her hand.

"There are symphony orchestras in this world?"

Jiangxi Lin was shocked.
To be continued...