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Moreover, he had caught a piece of important information, which was the "she" in Vicki\'s words?

Who was "she"?

Initially, he thought Vicki was using her acting skills to protect herself, but looking at it now, it didn\'t seem like that?

Such change might not be her acting skills, but another soul that existed in her body.

This was interesting now. Combined with his previous guess, perhaps a modern singer had to take over the whole body when she transmigrated. She was now sharing a body with the original host, so it caused her current schizophrenia-like condition?

It was a very interesting guess.

Mag looked at Vicki with interest. Shaking his head, he smilingly said, "Of course we have to pay for our tickets after watching such a marvelous show."

The eyes of Vicki lit up, and she looked up at Mag. She couldn\'t help showing her expectant gaze.

Their opera troupe was almost bankrupt now. The only valuable thing in the opera troupe was the clothes on her now.

However, this was her only clothes. It was her daily wear and also her costume for "Miss Black Cat."

If she sold this set of clothes, it would be equivalent to declaring the Black Cat Opera disbanding

However, if this audience member could pay them for the ticket, even if it was just 10 copper coins, they could buy some rice to cook porridge and hang on for another few days.

The troupe members were also looking over here. All of them were disappointed when they heard the maestro was going to waive the tickets\' charge, but now they were excited again.

"This audience member looks rather loaded. He should at least give us 10 copper coins, right?"

"Wow. Looked at his two little precious girls. How nicely and adorably dressed they are. He should at least give us 20 copper coins."

"I say you guys are really too unambitious. They are the first batch of customers that finished watching our performance in these two weeks. He\'s not leaving this yard without paying us 30 copper coins."

"I hope I get to eat a few more grains of rice in tonight\'s porridge."

The opera singers were chatting softly at the side. They were all thinking about how much Mag was going to pay them for the tickets.

Mag wasn\'t in a hurry to pay. Instead, he looked at Annie, and said, "My child loves your opera. She asks if she can draw the \'Miss Black Cat\' story into a picture book."

"A picture book?" Vicki considered it seriously for a while before saying to Mag, "Is she just drawing it for fun? Or she intends to publish it?"

Aiyoh. The question is very professional. Mag was getting increasingly certain that this maiden wasn\'t an ordinary person. Her copyright awareness had far exceeded the majority of the people in this era.

"We\'ll consider publishing it." Mag nodded.

Vicki said to Mag, "I created the story of \'Miss Black Cat.\' If this little sister wants to draw it into a picture book and publish it, I\'ll need to look at her work first. After making sure that it\'s up to my expectations, we can talk about the issue of splitting the profits then."

Vicki still explained in a gentle tone. "You might not understand, but the story of \'Miss Black Cat\' is very important to me. It took me a lot of effort… I hope you can understand."

"I can understand." Mag nodded. "This is our tickets\' money. The opera is marvelous. I hope I can see your performance again."

Mag took out three silver coins, and gave them to Vicki along with a piece of paper. "This is my address. Such a marvelous performance shouldn\'t be confined to such a place. If you are interested, you can come and look for me. I can provide a better environment for you guys."

"This…" Vicki was surprised when she saw the three silver coins in her hands, and then she became hesitant when she heard Mag\'s words.

"Don\'t worry. I simply like your performance, and you have the right to decide." Mag took Annie and Amy\'s hands, and nodded to the actors standing at the side before walking towards the door.

"Oh, yes. Perhaps Annie will have completed the story of \'Miss Black Cat\' when you come. You may check if it\'s up to your expectations," Mag said to Vicki before leaving as he turned around.

Vicki held those three silver coins and the piece of paper as she stood there motionlessly for a long time.

The troupe members only started to crowd around Vicki after a long time. They looked at her, trying to speak up, yet couldn\'t.

"What are we standing here for? These are three silver coins!" Vicki regained her wits, and arrogantly said to the actors, "Tonight, let\'s eat meat!"

"Eat meat!!!"

Everyone cheered instantly.

They had been starving for this period of time. Their eyes lit up when they heard the word "meat."

"Honest Chap, take this money and go buy 1.5 kg of meat, 5 kg of rice, and some vegetables." Vicki gave one silver coin to one honest-looking middle-aged man.

"Alrighty." The man kept the money preciously and quickly left.

Vicki went into her room, and opened up that piece of paper.

There was only an address on it: Romo Street, Saipan Tavern.

She was very familiar with this address. It had still been very deserted one month ago, and she had thought of settling there once too. However, the money in her pocket didn\'t agree with her decision.

She went there again two days ago. She was surprised to find it full of people. She only found out after asking a few people that Romo Street was going to take off after two taverns won the gold awards on the liquor-tasting event.

She was regretting it a little now…

If only her money bag had been a little fuller, their Black Cat Opera would have been on the shortcut to success now.

However, she still wrote an application and filled in a rental sum that she couldn\'t afford as a last-ditch effort.

And now, this audience member was going to give her a chance.

Although she wasn\'t sure what place he had prepared to let them perform and what other terms there were, it would definitely be better than this dilapidated yard.

Furthermore, if she remembered correctly, this tavern was one of the taverns that won the gold award.

That man was loaded!

"What do you think about it?" Vicki suddenly asked.

"Isn\'t it just a discussion? I\'ll go if you\'re afraid," Vicki answered her own question.

"I\'m afraid you\'ll start to fight with him."

"Why are you afraid when I\'m not?"

"You always push me out whenever you can\'t win a fight… I\'m really afraid…"

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After getting out of the yard, Amy looked up at Mag expectantly, and asked, "Father, that opera is so nice. Are we coming again?"

"Mm-hmm. If Little Amy likes it, we will come again." Mag nodded with a smile. It was rare for the little one to be so interested in something other than food.

"Then, can I draw \'Miss Black Cat\'?" Annie asked with sign language. "If you want to, Annie, you totally can, but we can\'t publish and sell it before we receive Maestro Vicki\'s authorization." Mag nodded smilingly. He was prepared to impart some knowledge about intellectual property rights to the little ones.

The Black Cat Opera\'s performance had far exceeded his expectations, so he intended to give them a chance and let them perform in a more professional location.

And this would become a very important link in the Romo Street\'s ecosystem, perhaps even above Saipan Tavern and Titan Tavern.

Arts…

…still deserved to be looked forward to.