Chapter 49
Belle’s beautiful! That was Professor Salinya’s first thought when he watched the movie. He was already close to being a middle-aged person, and while “Beauty and the Demon” may have touched the heartstrings of many youngsters as well as moved them to tears, what caught his attention was the heroine, Belle.
The heroines in stage plays were mostly very unreal, and no matter how good their acting skills were, the audience would know that she was simply performing her role on that limited stage.
However, Belle in the movie was different. It was as if she was living in it! A kind, curious, and bold girl who was living in a small village…
Professor Salinya found that he could no longer distinguish between reality and fiction, preferring to believe that Belle was a real person who was living somewhere in this world.
However, when Professor Salinya snapped out of it, he realized that he was inside the Weissenasche Theater… and the movie he just watched was simply a performance. That meant Belle’s actress could be someone whom Sir Weissenasche might know!
He became a little unsettled as he thought about that since the show, called a “movie”, was a form of performance far beyond stage plays. Whether it was in terms of its entertainment value or its aesthetical value, it far, far surpassed stage plays…
If this went on… No… No… He still had the Blackswan Theater Company. The troupe’s reputation alone and the charm of the Black Swans would ensure that Norland National Theater would continue to thrive. While movies may be overwhelmingly better than stage plays, the biggest drawback was that no one could see the actors themselves in the performance.
Many of those who bought tickets at Norland National Theater did not buy them for the performance but bought them to watch Gallolie… Yet, when Belle in the movie got into the gorgeous dress and danced with the demon, Professor Salinya was surprised to find that Belle’s charm was no lesser than any of the Black Swans’.
“Let’s go back. If you still haven’t had enough, I can come over here again tomorrow, but the tickets won’t be as easy to come by like today.”
Gallolie sorted out her heavy dress as she stood up, and just as she began to walk up the stairs, she suddenly stopped.
“Also, one last question, which do you find more interesting, my performance or this movie?”
“Ugh…”
“Please be honest,” Gallolie said with a smile on her face.
“This movie… Mistress… I… I’ve immediately felt sleepy during your stage performances for about… a year… honestly…”
The voice behind Gallolie got softer and softer before it faltered altogether.
Nevertheless, the smile on Gallolie’s face did not change. Be that as it may, her hold on the armrest of the seat revealed the disquiet within her heart.