Handsome Overy

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We went back up on stage together and returned to the audience and went back behind the curtain.

"So it's acting, right, you're being bumped by Van?"

"You guys really fought that?"

"It's obvious if Heri punches you. We're surprised that Heri's out of the story."

My clubmate asked while watching my slightly bruised face.

"It hurts?" One of them touched the corner of my bruised lips, last time on the bloody stage Lo, I wipe with my sleeves as a result of his clothes get dirty.

Hiss... I hissed when he touched it.

Wait a minute I'll get you some medicine and a compress first.

"Basic Heri! He just played breakout. Good thing you can keep up with Van, otherwise the stage this time really fails big" said a male colleague who sympathizes with me.

"You okay Van?" The coach came to me.

I shake my mouth and feel pain to talk.

"Thank God, I'm worried that you're both hurt." Continue builder.

"But Ma'am, the drama's a mess. We were confused which way to continue."

"Yes, Mom."

"The stage is not chaotic, the stage is successful. Although deviated from the story, but your fight scenes look real in the eyes of the audience. That makes the value of the pluses," said the builder.

Hmm, the stage was successful but I who became the victim was not funny.

"If I'm in Govan's position that he's confused, Govan's lucky 

Professionals can compensate if they can't mess up the stage." Others call out.

Yes, why not be me, replace the position of this main role. It's terrible the fate of the main character, if you know this I won't want to be the main role.

"The p3k box has arrived!" Excite the girl carrying a p3k box and compress.

"Let's just let me!" Another one snatched the p3k box from his friend.

"Well, I took it." Reconquered.

The coach and the other fellow men stared flatly at them.

"What the heck is playing the scramble," said the fellow-headed guy pelontos.

Taps!

Eh?!

The one who was bowing now raised my head to see why everything was silent, they were all shocked after the box was taken by someone, Andra.

Without saying he brought the box and compressed it on me. Everyone looks at it.

As usual he was silent like a stone, with his hands swiftly compressing the corner of my lips after pinning the medicine. At first I wanted to refuse, but after seeing her flat face I did not.

Seemed from the eyes of the shirk ciwi-ciwi with Andra. After all, they can't dare hit Andra right? Andra is the son of the Sultan.

"Let's all change your clothes, when are you going to wear those clothes huh?!" Builder reprimands.

"Can you take it home without buk? Comfortable thing, hehehe.." chirped the guy with the head of the pelontos.

Puk!

His head was on the builder's tap using a script scroll.

"Leave your kidney if you want to carry that shirt!" Firmly builder.

I gulped rough saliva as well as the others. Crazy, cruel terribly.

"What are you waiting for there change clothes!" Builder's orders.

Everything instantly turned around, breezy stepping away from the crowd

After they disbanded I saw Stella, moza, and several club people including Luci who looked familiar with moza and Stella

"You okay govan?" Stella asked.

I shook my head, the pain in my lips was already slightly lessened.

It turns out they realize it too if the gelud scene on stage is not just a mere play.