Life, Once Again!

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Theatre is definitely non-alcoholic compared to movies.

Movie theaters are just a few moves away. Corporate outreach gives me a quick idea of what the film is doing. The price is also cheaper than the play. And in some ways, it's easier to understand than play.

For this reason, the play was responsible for the fuzzy position that I saw when something special happened. There are many people who live their whole lives without seeing a single act. Other video media is so advanced. It is full of spectacles. Even if it's not a play.

But a smile can be confirmed.

Just once.

If he sees the right play, he will fall in love with the play.

‘Theatre has its own flavor. It's fun. It's undeniable. ’

He glanced at the floor with his eyes.

A rascal. A thoughtful child. A difficult child to deal with.

And a wandering child.

I was wandering around with a smile on my face. I don't know what they're wandering about for, or what they're conflicting for, but it's obvious they're not steering.

At first glance, he's a sincere man. I am never late and end my part neatly on Saturday half-day and full-time. The assignment to the goal was a perfect finish, and he smelled the smell of an adult.

Adults.

Yes, it is.

The floor follows the behavior of adults. It shows you that you have lived like that and will live like that, not imitate it.

I often meddle in people's affairs, but don't cross any line. Before coming to the theater, the conversation with the male student also has that atmosphere. Never get excited and do things with confidence Still, we use our hands just in case. One such number is to come forward like a punch.

Hit.

You can't see any hits from the floor.

That's the age to lose. Sometimes they become reckless because they don't have anything in their hands, and sometimes they become brave enough to be resilient.

That's why youth glows.

It's because it's going wild.

However, such light cannot be read on the floor. It doesn't mean it didn't work out. because each person has a way of life, and that's an area that can be built well enough at a young age.

When you look at the floor, the first thing you feel is "stability." Everything that's messy seems to be relaxing. In other words, it is centered. Even in the exhausted winds, you can see the rigidity of the rocks that will hold out firmly.

Of course, all of this can be wrong because of the sudden phase. The smile was quite credible, but not confident, in the eyes of his people.

Something to keep an eye on.

Anyway, the floor must be a good one. And he's a hard character to find.

However, if there is one thing that is very personally worrying....

"Stability."

I think that stability that distinguishes the floor from other students may be poisonous. Stability is based on maintaining that phenomenon. But a theater must always embrace a new reality.

You don't always play the same part in the same drama. When a new role falls, you should spend the last day, days, months, and years of your life completely throwing away your completed character and starting over.

Challenge.

Smiles think.

The opposite of the word challenge is stability.

Does the floor have the courage to challenge or the idea?

‘Too far ahead. ’

The smile flinches a little. I try to think a lot in front of a child who has not started acting. This is a problem that I will try to think about when the child truly faces the drama.

Now it's just to amplify your curiosity about the drama and make you feel uneasy about the play!

‘This is clear. You like plays. ’

“Puhhut.”

You hear a smile coming from the side. Actors are performing silly acts with winning lotteries.

The audience smiling at the part that should be smiling.

‘Clearly, he's familiar with the theater. ’

I saw other audiences sitting with smiles. They see laughter in the part where you have to smile. If I smile aloud, I can endure the laughter with the effort of desperately trying to prevent the actors.

Then we look at each other.

The audience sees the audience's perception.

I hope you don't mind if I smile. You see, you don't smile next to me. If you smile, you'll get bored. I'm a cultural person. I have to keep my manners.

They're probably thinking like this.

It's inevitable.

The first time I saw a play, I did the same thing.

Actors in front of you. The theater is one of the first sites to see the sound of their breathing and the rumbling of their nostrils. I am confident that the actors will hear it even if I yell in the audience. Therefore, when I first attended the play in a small theater, I also refrained from being as quiet as possible and also from disturbing the actors.

I gripped my teeth at the funny part and pinched my thighs at the sad part. The same was true of the other students who attended the spectacle. Everyone thought about etiquette, thought about actors, saw expression, and endured it.

‘No, he was different. ’

A freak just popped up.

He laughed at the funny part and stole tears from the sad part. At that time, I was too ashamed. At the same time, I felt ignorant.

But now I know.

For an actor, the worst audience was themselves, and the best audience was the madman who breathed with them.

“Hahaha!”

It was a floor that laughed a little louder. His eyes are pierced by an actor who just finished a comedic act.

I could feel the smile. The actor standing there is being empowered by the floor. The audience's response becomes energy for actors.

And an energetic actor.

“Come on! Let's go find out who this lottery is! ”

Reward the audience with more attractive acts.

The smile paused and focused on the play. The acting of the successors was quite interesting.

* * *

After the play, actors make curtain calls. Actors holding hands in line and applauding the audience. This is the moment when the sticky emotion lines that had been formed for a while between the two are sorted out.

“If you'd like to take a picture, please take a picture! Publicly promote it! ”

The lights are on and the phototimes are back on. Some people actively take pictures and some people just turn around and walk out. A female student who was tickets to an outgoing audience distributes the questionnaire.

“Fill it out and come back next time for a discount. You can post comments and print them online. We value your opinions, so please do us a favor. ”

Half the people who receive the questionnaire ignore it and half the people who pass by it. Among the recipients, it is the placenta that is placed in the first-class bin. The college girl returns to the theater with a questionnaire that does not look familiar.

“I took ten of them. Today, only the good people have come. ”

10 out of 70. Not many, but the college girls liked it. No, maybe if I had just taken one, she would have liked it.

At least not on the floor.

“How was it?”

“It was fun. It's been a long time. ”

“Long time?”

“Yes, for twenty years……. ”

The floor I spit out so far changed the words quickly, clearing my mind.

“Hey, it's only been a couple of years. ”

“Twenty years, right? ”

“No way. I don't think you heard me. ”

“Well, let's say. ”

The theater is empty. The smile said to the last audience, "See you next time," and sat in the front row of the car. The floor sat next to him.

A moment later, the actors who just performed appear.

“Sir, what brings you here at this hour? ”

A moment ago, the man who was the father in the play smiled and said. The rest of the actors were happy to see a smile. Only the young man on the far left is looking at the smile with a tense face.

“Oh, you're here! ”

Someone welcomed the young man with an awkward greeting. He smiled loudly and said, "Can we get along?” I laughed. "

“You guys are doing great. It was fun.”

“Oh, it was under someone. But what are you really up to? Are you going to buy me dinner? ”

“It's rice. I can buy it for you anytime. More than that……. ”

A smile hangs up and looks up at the floor. The floor was staring at the obstinate gaze and pretending not to know.

“Something to say. ”

“Hey."

“Yes?”

“Would you like to go up there? ”

“Where?”

“Where am I? Stage.”

A smile pointed to a small stage where actors stood with jaws. Then, the actors standing in line nod and move away from the stage as if they knew.

“Looks like it's been taken. ”

“Poor you, too. ”

“Good luck. ”

I wonder how many times this has happened.

The floor encouraged itself and saw actors sitting in the back seat.

The actor came off the stage and became an audience.

And what about the actor who fills the void?

“Climb up.”

The smile keeps on hitting the chin.

I think it's me.

The floor hesitated for a moment, but I went up to the stage because there was no reason to avoid it. In the audience, the stage that looked a little narrow appears to be wide. The auditorium that seemed to be closed and narrow seems to be also large.

“What do you think?”

“It's spacious, unexpected. ”

“Isn't that right? It looked narrow back there, didn't it? ”

“Yes.”

A smile gives you a big nod.

“The ability of actors not to make the stage easy. If the stage looks desolate, it means the actor's strength drops that much. ”

“I see.”

The floor understood that. I had never felt empty during the play. An actor who fills the stage. Smiles are complimenting their followers.

I'm smiling happily to see if my successors knew.

“Well, then. ”

I took the script from the crossbag with the smile and threw it to the floor. The floor received a flying script with both hands.

“Lights up. ”

One of the younger actors walks into the offer room as he smiles. An offer room that looks better on stage. A small space to adjust acoustics and lighting. I know this because I've been inside the floor a few times.

The interior of the theater gradually darkens.

Concurrently with him.

One of the lights on the barn illuminates.

A light right above the floor.

“Would you like to lead? ”

Smile said.

"Here?"

"Yes."

The floor looked down at the script for a moment and asked:

"Why?"

"... Can't we just do it? Ruthless bastard."

"You have to explain to me why I should do this."

"You did well in the auditorium."

"It helps the kids. and it's part of the side effect."

Thank you for showing me the play. It's been a long time since my memories came back and I smiled joyfully. But I don't know why I have to read this onstage.

There is one thing I noticed. Smiles are quite obsessed. Somewhere along the line, I don't know what's causing this.

"I haven't said a word. Look at him, he's in high school."

He smiled at his subordinates as if they were ridiculous. However, the successors applaud rather than disagree with the smile.

"Good job!"

"Kick his ass!"

"Fantastic!"

Looks like he was pretty much beaten up by a smile. A smile said, "What a bunch of crap." They are the successors who clap their mouths.

"This is also an extension of side activities."

"I'm Staff."

"It's your job to tell them how you feel here. You got it?"

I can't.

It was an unreasonable reason, but the floor opened a script. I'm tired of pranking around. I'll quickly read it and go back to school.

Whew, I took a few breaths and saw the first line of scripts. I got bored in the fifth-floor auditorium, memorized the lines and fingerprints.

Yeah, sure.

"He didn't do so well."

The reading has started.

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Thank you, Sun-choko.

It's creepy.

Maybe winter is winter.