The second volume is full of glory and splendor in the capital, and the spirit is full of vitality in the foggy city. Chapter 345 Premiere (9)
Subtitle of this chapter: I, the real prince, send you money!
July 30, 1921 is naturally a memorable day on this timeline.
Especially for the art of film, this day marks that the "seventh art" of film has become a true art.
Before the night falls on Ireland's largest city, the lights have already lit up Croke Park.
Our Master Yuan stood in front of the hotel window, hugging his celebrity lover, gazing at the splendor not far away and listening to the noise and bustle nearby.
"Niaoao, you've fulfilled another promise!"
"Lillian, what promise... Of course, I always keep !"
Both of them dressed up carefully today.
The woman was wearing a rose-red evening dress with a ruby necklace, and a hat full of red roses on her head. She was more beautiful than the flowers and attracted everyone's attention.
The man was wearing a military-style dress and a pair of long riding boots that could serve as mirrors. He looked very heroic and majestic.
Lillian Gish glanced at him and said, a little unhappily, "Oh, I'm afraid you've forgotten."
Yuan Yanshu's memory was quite good, and he remembered it now. He hurriedly said, "How could I forget? I promised you that I would hold the most magnificent premiere for you!"
"But this is just the first one. Believe me, there will be many more to come."
"Well, I believe you!"
The couple smiled at each other lovingly, and just as they were about to kiss, there was a knock on the door.
"It's time to go!"
"Okay!" Master Yuan shouted out the door, then turned to the celebrity and said, "You go with them. I'll go see the two princes."
Ms. Lover pleaded softly, "Niaoao, can't you just come in with me?"
Yuan Yan's heart suddenly wavered, but she still shook her head and said, "Next time, not this time."
If he wants to appear, he has to be next to the Crown Princes of Britain and Japan, so that he can get real attention.
He kissed his lover on the forehead and said, "Go!"
The two of them walked out of the door, and the big star followed the crew out of the hotel gate. At this time, the door was already crowded with people. When they saw them appear, the crowd cheered.
Although there are only 3,000 seats (2,500 + 500 real free tickets), the number of Irish people present tonight is far more than this number, more than ten times as many.
The entire route from the hotel to Croke Park was lined with welcoming Irish people, all of whom had come spontaneously, and even the security personnel who maintained order were "spontaneous."
In accordance with the agreement, no British military or police officers showed up.
The crew members drove in an open-top car slowly to tonight's venue amid warm cheers.
But our Master Yuan went downstairs to the back door, where a car was already waiting for him. The driver of the car was none other than the Rat Condor.
Naturally, he came to Ireland from Britain and became the old driver of Nintendo's second master.
"Xiaokang, let's go to the farm."
"Second Master, I understand."
Now the farm had been surrounded by British troops, but they still entered the farm with the pass and met the two Crown Princes in formal attire, as well as the British garrison commander Lieutenant General Macready and Sir Churchill, and the Irish provisional president Mr. Valera was also there.
The Prince of Wales and Prince Di Gong were followed closely by two members of the Irish Republican Army.
Although it is the middle of summer, the four of them are still wearing coats, which are bulging.
Well, underneath their clothes is our Master Yuan's "new" invention - the BOOOOMB vest. In addition to TNT, this vest also contains many small steel balls, which has considerable lethality.
Therefore, the faces of everyone present looked very serious.
Only a heartless Yuan Yan, who to be more precise did not think that he would die in such a small scene, could still greet everyone cheerfully.
"Greetings, gentlemen."
Seeing that no one responded to his warm greeting, he couldn't help but persuade: "Gentlemen, why are you so...um, what about that?"
In fact, "that" is the fear of death.
"You have to think like this , this is all going to be over soon."
He pointed at President Valera and said, "Mr. President, you Irish people can openly release 'Orphans of Famine' and continue negotiations with the British government."
He pointed to the British side and said, "And you can also bring the two Crown Princes back to London."
"Such a happy ending, why do you look so dejected?"
"You know, we're going to a premiere , not a funeral."
"So, let's all smile."
Well, everyone except the child... rolled their eyes at him at the same time.
Our Master Yuan shrugged his shoulders, took out his Haute Horlogerie watch and pointed, saying, "It's almost time, let's go."
So everyone stood up and walked out. The four warriors carried the two princes into a large and beautifully decorated carriage, and Yuan Yan also got on their carriage without hesitation.
Others also got in their cars and drove to Croke Park...
"Look, they're coming!"
“Pah pah pah pah pah…”
Yuan Yan, who was in high spirits and had a charm value of 17 points, suddenly got out of the beautiful carriage with a crown prince on one hand, and his glorious image and the dejected expressions of the two princes were captured in countless news photos.
"Who is that guy who looks more like a prince than a prince?"
“Neo Yuan!”
And the headline on the front page of tomorrow's Le Monde is: "He is the real prince!"
This is also a fact recognized by people all over the world in the future.
Facing the blinding spotlights, deafening cheers and shouts, the three "princes" walked into the stadium gate side by side.
This place has naturally been converted into an open-air cinema.
At one end of the court is a huge white screen, with the stage and orchestra below.
The entire stadium was filled with seats, which served as spectator seats.
The stands were converted into boxes.
Naturally, they sat in the large box in the middle.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
As they took their seats, three huge gong sounds were heard from the orchestra's position, and the lights dimmed, plunging the entire stadium into darkness.
“Crack!”
A beam of light suddenly appeared and hit the edge of the stage, illuminating a beautiful figure.
That was Miss Athol Morman, wearing traditional Irish dress.
She was wearing a high-waisted linen skirt, a white shirt underneath and a colorful vest on the outside. She also had a white headscarf on her head and flat-heeled leather shoes on her feet.
The main color of these clothes is naturally green, which is also the iconic color of the Irish.
When she came to the microphone on the stage, the music started.
"This last rose of summer is blooming alone..."
The last rose of summer is still blooming alone...
