ATOM Club.

Scenes of stage plays were once staged here, bringing the richness and romance of history to the audience, but now it has become particularly deserted.

In fact, the cowherds have not come to work for a long time. Although the boss is willing to continue paying their salaries, no one cares about the money.

After all, this profession mainly relies on selling drinks to female customers and earning commissions.

It is no exaggeration to say that if a Cowherd is lucky enough to meet a generous and wealthy woman, he can earn thousands of credits a day.

However, the ATOM club has not been open to the public for a long time, and rich women cannot enter at all.

Because of this, these boys, who may be feminine, masculine, or comely, decided to resign and leave, find another club, and reconnect with their aunts.

At this moment, the only people willing to stay with the boss are the girls who usually run errands and the crew members.

[Tired, tired, tired, the hairpin is a witness, given by the emperor himself in the past years]

[Don't send romantic messages, talk about his temporary favor and Yulong, and pay back your troubles to Linqiong]

Looking at the small seal characters on the vase, Miss Kamio held her face up and let out a sigh.

"Boss, have something to eat."

"Thanks."

A wooden tray fell down, and the smell of mustard from the tray made Kamiogawa Reiko's nose feel slightly better, but her throat was choked and she coughed.

Obviously, the chefs put a lot of effort into stimulating the boss's appetite.

However, Miss Kamio sighed as she picked at the fresh shellfish on the plate, she still had no appetite.

"Forget it, go get some sleep."

After saying this, she put down her knife and fork, stood up reluctantly, and walked top-heavy upstairs.

"you……"

Seeing Miss Kamio leaving alone in the background, the girls hesitated to speak.

Although it is very comfortable to receive wages without having to do anything, as time goes by, they still hope that the boss will cheer up and continue to run the club.

At this time, the door was pushed open.

Manager Yamei, who was out shopping, came back with Yang Tongyan. She originally wanted to tell her boss what happened at the intersection just now, but after seeing him, she instantly changed her mind.

Manager Yamei carried her bag and walked over quickly. Then, she pushed the boss to the nearest mirror and said warmly:

"If Mr. Lu is still here, he will definitely hope that you can live a good life and reproduce and carry forward the songs and dances of the prosperous Tang Dynasty that he once described."

"But what about now? Everything in the club is fine. It's just that a few cowboys left. The only bad thing is you."

At the same time, Miss Kamio saw a stupid woman with disheveled hair, thick dark circles under her eyes, and a haggard face in the mirror.

"Oh my god", she covered her face, "How could I become like this?"

"Everyone hopes you will come out of this state." Manager Yamei held her shoulders and faced everyone.

At the bottom of the stairs, the girls looked at Miss Kamio with earnest eyes.

In fact, during the period when the club was closed, many people had secretly contacted them.

Especially those members of the crew who are responsible for the performance, many nightclub mamasangs, have released news to the outside world, saying that they are poaching everyone at any price.

But faced with the temptation of high salary, no one chooses to resign. After all, you can't find a club with such a good working atmosphere even with a lantern.

What's more, the boss is a silly and cute girl who looks strong and independent on the surface, but is extremely simple on the inside and never forces them to do anything.

"Does he really think so?"

"Of course, Mr. Lu Li is a person who loves and enjoys things." Manager Yamei whispered in Miss Kamio's ear hypnotically, "If he is still here, I hope you will do the same."

"Yes, he must think so." Miss Kamio murmured and repeated, finally, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let's take another day off and open the store tomorrow to continue business."

After finishing speaking, she turned around, put her arms around Manager Yamei's neck, and gave him a hug.

After hearing the news, everyone laughed. What they had been waiting for finally happened.

"Good boy, go get some sleep." Masami took Miss Kamio's arm off her body and pinched her slim cheeks as if comforting a little girl.

And Miss Kamio did not pretend to be strong, she narrowed her beautiful eyes and said, "Stay with me for a while, I'm afraid."

God, after being hit, the boss will not fall in love with the girl.

Yamei was both nervous and looking forward to it.

Not long after, she saw her boss casually taking off his coat and long skirt, wearing only his underwear, and got into bed neatly.

"Before I fall asleep, you must not leave." Miss Kamio showed half of her face and warned seriously: "I always feel panicked when I am alone."

"Go to sleep, stay here."

Yamei sat by the bed for more than half an hour, holding the boss's hand stretched out from the quilt, watching her sleep silently, snoring slightly.

In the end, she did not tell what she encountered on the road and treated it as an incident. After all, the real Mr. Lu had passed away.

the next day.

Customers who went to the door of ATOM Club to try their luck were surprised to find that it had reopened.

In the darkness, that flashing red sign was so eye-catching and so friendly.

A middle-aged uncle who happened to be passing by saw this scene. He was stunned at first, and then looked at the passers-by beside him. He always felt that he was a little dazzled and asked, "Shall we go in and take a look?"

"Walk."

"Haha, I have saved two months' salary and I just don't have anywhere to spend it. I'll treat you all to a drink."

A man who looked like a company executive confidently walked into the club. During the sixty days since it was closed, he came to the door to clock in on time every day.

For a history lover, being able to see authentic historical performances is definitely a blessing, but once this process is forced to be interrupted, it is tantamount to a disaster.

in short.

If you don't watch it for a day, you will feel uncomfortable all day long.

If you don't watch it all the time, you will feel uncomfortable in this life.

If you don't watch a performance and get addicted to it, you will die.

Today, in the ATOM club, the whole audience was mesmerized. The play was "Song of Everlasting Regret".

Miss Kamio created it based on a poem that Lu Li once dictated. It is divided into five acts and tells the love story of Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty and Concubine Yang.

Compared with the previously performed opera "Yang Guifei", this one is more comprehensive.

It started from the entry of the imperial concubine into the palace, to the Yuyang Rebellion, the Maweipo Mutiny, the king tried to save him but was unable to save him, and his eyes were stained with blood and tears, and then to the Ming Emperor looking for the Taoist priest in Lai Qiong, ordering him to fall into the underworld, and finally found him in the fairy mountains overseas.

Royal concubine...

In the last scene, Fairy Tai Zhen thanked Jun En, and the girls were crying in the club, and a group of men also frowned and sighed.

"The marriage in Zhaoyang Palace has been broken off for a long time, and the loneliness in Penglai Palace will still last for a long time."

"Only with the tokens from back then can I express my deep feelings. Take the box and gold hairpin back to Chang'an as a souvenir for your husband."

"On July 7th of that year, there was no one in the Palace of Eternal Life in the middle of the night. My husband, the Emperor, and I made an oath of alliance. We vowed to be like two birds flying together in heaven, and to grow branches together on earth..."

The soundtrack gradually stopped.

The moment the curtain slowly closed, applause rumbled around like thunder. Yang Tongyan, a concubine specialist, was stunned on the spot, as was the old Taoist priest who acted with her.

In fact, it was the first time for the two of them to perform a new play on stage, so they were inevitably nervous. In addition, they had not rehearsed much before, so many mistakes were made during the performance.

But no one cared at all, and the applause lasted for three full minutes before it stopped.

The members of the translation team and the soundtrack engineer came out from behind the scenes, and together with the entire staff, they stood together for three curtain calls before they managed to appease the excited emotions of the audience and let them sit down.

Under the stage, a newspaper editor happened to be passing by. After enjoying the performance, he had already thought of the headline on the front page of tonight's evening newspaper: "Rebirth!"

That's right, ATOM, which has been closed for more than 60 days, once again proved itself and conquered the audience with a new drama.

It is almost foreseeable that when the news comes out, the business of this legendary club will soon return to its peak and take it to the next level.

"It would be great if video recording was allowed, so I could enjoy it all the time."

"Brother, what are you thinking about? This is a business secret."

"Do you think this story can be adapted for TV?"

The editor-in-chief of the newspaper paused and continued: "Technological entertainment products have made people deformed. They have been brainwashed by Al's girlfriend and a girl with a soft voice, and they are addicted to arcade games all day long. Instead of these harmful garbage, they should read more about history.

Isn’t it healthier to perform..."

"Do you think common people can appreciate this kind of story?" Someone sneered.

Miss Kamio didn't know this. At this moment, she made clear her future goals. As long as she is alive, this club will not stop performing.

Because it is Mr. Lu Li’s legacy to carry forward ancient culture in the new era!

at the same time.

Roche Biologics headquarters dozens of kilometers away.

In the luxurious hall, the waiters in neat suits straightened their backs and paid attention to the guests who came to the banquet.
To be continued...