deltrittennovels #167 - The truth about foodies (order required)
#167 - The truth about foodies (order required)
Iliya said seriously:
"Since we had memories, we have never left our respective booths. We don't even know why...
It feels like our minds have been implanted with an invisible thought imprint.
Until we met you, you seem to have some kind of strange power that can suppress this thought imprint, allowing us to move freely.
Therefore, we must stay by your side to leave the paradise."
...
At night, everyone arrived at an abandoned circus site.
The once dazzling tents were now dilapidated by time.
The originally colorful animal patterns were blurred, and the mottled paint looked even more eerie in the darkness of the night.
In the center of the site was the circus's theater tent.
It was like a huge ghost ship, lost in a corner of the sea of time.
The tattered ribbons fluttered in the wind, and the canvas was twisted and deformed by the years, with jagged holes.
John and the others cautiously entered the interior of the stage tent.
In this abandoned theater, the age-old wooden chairs exuded a decaying aura, and faint moonlight shone through the cracks onto the ground, forming strange patches of light.
"Hello? Is anyone there?"
John shouted, but the theater remained silent.
Wooden life-size dolls were scattered on the chairs.
They came in various shapes and sizes, men, women, old, and young, as if they were forgotten spectators, sitting there quietly, gazing at the void.
The dolls' faces were painted with eerie and stiff smiles, their eyes were empty.
In the dim moonlight, these dolls looked like a group of ghosts, waiting for some strange ritual.
Seeing this, Fan couldn't help but shiver: "These dolls are carved too realistically. The more they look like people, the more they have a sense of the uncanny valley..."
Suddenly, a spotlight flashed through the darkness of the theater.
The theater stage echoed with a tight drumbeat.
Then, a cat girl wearing a clown costume stepped onto the stage.
She wore a huge domed colorful hat, with twinkling light bulbs dotted on the brim.
A pair of orange furry cat ears fluttered gently like two wings.
A red heart was painted on her small nose, and her lips were painted with exaggerated red lipstick, as if she was always laughing heartily.
But even with the bloodless paint on her face, she still couldn't hide her delicate and cute face.
Her upper body was wearing a tight-fitting colorful vest, and her lower body was a wide flared skirt, matched with rainbow-colored stockings, which set off her tight and beautiful legs.
At this time, the surrounding dolls began to cheer and whistle in large numbers.
"A-Are these things not fake?"
The three cat girls were so scared that they gathered around John, huddling together for warmth.
Heavy breathing could also be heard from the audience at the preview.
"Damn, that group of dolls suddenly made a sound, scaring me to death. It's just like they're right next to me."
"It seems that Paradise Township has spared no expense this time, using scene Dolby surround sound technology."
...
The clown cat girl on the stage seemed more nervous than usual when she saw a few more people in the audience.
"My name is Emma. I'm the clown of this circus. Next, please enjoy my performance, meow~
Blue Lanlu ~"
John and the others watched and found that this Emma seemed to be a newbie.
She tried to ride a mini tricycle around the field, but she fell off the bike every time she started, and made a sweet "Ooh" sound when she fell.
Then, she took out five colored balls and performed a juggling act. However, whenever she tried to throw a ball, she always accidentally knocked the other balls away. In the end, she lost the balls in a panic.
Finally, she decided to perform a fire ring jump.
However, when she tried to cross the fire ring, she always hesitated and tried to walk slowly. As a result, the timid her slammed on the brakes in front of the fire ring and walked around the fire ring covering her face.
The barrage was full of screens:
"Ooh, Emma, wife, cute~"
"This natural ditz is quite poking at my moe point."
"I almost laughed to death at the fire ring jump. It's so silly, hiahiahia!"
"Although she looks clumsy, she's just right to be my wife."
"Gentlemen upstairs, draw your swords!"
Because of the failed performance, Emma stood awkwardly on the stage, covering her face.
The dolls under the stage began to mock Emma:
"God bless, is she really performing? This is simply a nightmare."
"Hahaha, a clown? What a joke! How could your circus recruit such a waste."
"It's so sad. She's just a stray cat picked up by Mr. Bart. How dare she come on stage and embarrass herself."
"Don't waste our time. Get down quickly!"
"Refund! Refund! Refund!"
Emma forced a smile and bowed, and hurried into the backstage.
John and the three cat girls exchanged glances and followed to the backstage.
At this time, the forced smile on Emma's face collapsed instantly as she stepped off the stage, and her eyes were full of helplessness and frustration.
She squatted in the corner, clutching her hair tightly with both hands, her head almost touching her knees.
Her tender shoulders trembled involuntarily, and her beautiful eyes were already teary:
"Woo meow, they're right. Maybe I'm just a homeless cat,
A clown who will never be accepted or understood.
I've really worked hard to make others laugh, so hard that I've never laughed myself..."
Live broadcast barrage:
"It's so heartbreaking. The atmosphere of the animation is so well rendered."
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"Wife, come here, wife, don't cry. (づ￣ 3￣)づ"
"Those stinky wooden heads can be burned with a fire. Let them talk nonsense again."
At this time, some live broadcast viewers also analyzed from a professional perspective:
"The light and shadow of this circus theater scene are very realistic. Since it is three rendering two, then the animation should use ray tracing technology related to game development."
"Moreover, did you notice that when we entered the circus tent, John's first-person perspective lens was used, and when shooting Emma's performance, a tracking lens technology was used to increase the sense of immersion.
This kind of lens movement is rarely seen in domestic animation."
"This photography technique is okay. It can already compete with island country animation. Paradise Township is awesome!"
...
Seeing Emma crying there, John, a straight hamster, stretched out his little fat paws, not knowing how to comfort her.
Just then, Iliya took out a fragrant scallion pancake.
"Do you want to eat it?"
Emma sniffed her little nose twice and smelled the aroma of the pancake.
"Um..."
She took the pancake, licked it with her little tongue, and took a small bite.
Her beautiful eyes lit up, she closed her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes fluttered, transforming into a little cat.
The tears stopped instantly, and the effect was immediate.
The barrage complained:
"Hahaha, give me back my sadness just now!"
"No matter how unhappy you are, you can forget everything when you encounter delicious food. This is the truth about foodies..."
"This kind of silly girl is very suitable for marrying home."
Just then, a middle-aged man's voice sounded from the backstage:
"Emma, the guests are still not satisfied. You must continue to prepare for the next performance."
The voice came from the darkest corner of the theater, where a black curtain hung, and the person speaking was behind the curtain.
Emma said: "But, Mr. Bart, I always fail in my performances and can't make the guests laugh."
The circus leader Bart's tone was extremely cold:
"Then you continue to perform, continue to practice, until the guests recognize you.
Until that day, you can't graduate, and you can't go anywhere."
Hearing this, the light in Emma's eyes, which had finally brightened, dimmed again.
She got up and tidied up her clown costume, because the drumbeat for the next performance had already started.
But the audience was still those puppets, and everything remained the same.
The puppets began to cheer and applaud, as if they had forgotten the previous complaints and scoldings.
John tried to stop Emma from going on stage and said, "What's the point of you continuing to perform repeatedly like this?"
Emma shook her head:
"I don't know where my parents are. It seems that I have grown up in this circus since I had memories.
In this world, only Mr. Bart is willing to take me in.
This circus is the meaning of my existence,
Unless Mr. Bart's requirements are met, I can't stop."
Iliya said: "But those puppets are just dummies. Can you really impress them?"
Emma nodded: "Mr. Bart said that even dummies have souls."
Then, she began to continue performing.
After she went on stage, Bart's emotionless sneer came from behind the curtain:
"It's useless, stranger. This is a cycle that Emma cannot escape. Every day is a similar performance. There will be no hope, and there will be no change.
Next... she is about to begin her 26,582nd performance."