Chapter 435: Nightingale Opera Troupe's Sincerity
After the ceremony, the atmosphere within White Coral Academy suddenly became lively.
In particular, the year-end gatherings of various clubs were being meticulously prepared, taking advantage of the fact that most members had not yet returned home.
Especially the Bai Wu Xie Club, as a long-standing club within White Coral Academy, had already booked a private room at the Emerald Feather String Tavern early on, preparing to celebrate New Year's Eve together.
This year, the number of attendees was significantly higher than last year. In addition to old members like Solo-Flame, Bell-Moonshadow, Hugh-Stone, and Luo - Yinhu, there were also new members who later joined the Bai Wu Xie Club, such as Malo-Haige and Niya-Flame.
“Ding-a-ling!”
As the wind chimes at the entrance gently rang, Jia Na, wearing a wide Wizard's hood, entered the crowded first-floor hall through the Emerald Feather String's glass revolving door.
“Malo, what happened to your eye?”
Led by a waiter, Jia Na quickly walked to the entrance of the second-floor Fresh Flowers Rendezvous private room, which the Bai Wu Xie Club always reserved.
But before Jia Na could push the door open and enter the private room, she saw Malo-Haige, who had just arrived at the private room entrance behind her, and a regularly shaped dark blue “panda eye” on his left eye.
‘It’s nothing, just bumped it—let’s go in quickly.’
Seeing that Malo-Haige clearly didn't want to elaborate, Jia Na stopped pressing the issue. Instead, she took off her Wizard's hood and pushed the door open with him to enter the Fresh Flowers Rendezvous private room.
“Look, our superstar is here!”
As soon as Jia Na entered, Hugh-Stone’s enthusiastic shout successfully drew everyone’s attention to her.
Jia Na, who was already used to this, remained composed when facing dozens of gazes that were like searchlights. She didn't even need to use her Muscle Control talent to respond to everyone's “attention” with the most appropriate smile.
“This is plum wine I brought from Element Soul. The taste is no worse than fairy kiss. Everyone can try it later.”
With that, Jia Na took out the plum wine, prepared according to the number of people, from her thorn bracelet and neatly arranged them on the dining table.
“So it’s plum wine. I’ve had it before when I went to Element Soul. The taste is quite good, and it’s especially potent. Thank you, superstar Jia Na!”
Looking at the exquisitely packaged plum wine bottles on the dining table, Hugh-Stone, who focused on maximizing emotional value, also chimed in appropriately.
“Thank you, Miss Jia Na!”
With Hugh-Stone leading the way, some newcomers, who were still relatively unfamiliar but had long heard of Jia Na-Luo Lan’s name, also followed suit and expressed their gratitude.
‘You’re welcome, it’s just a small token of my appreciation.’
After speaking, Jia Na walked over to Vivian’s side and sat down.
“You came so late. I’ve been sitting here for over twenty minutes myself.”
As soon as Jia Na sat down, Vivian couldn't help but start complaining to her.
“I was discussing some details about the new contract with the Nightingale Opera Troupe today, so I came a bit late.”
“New contract? Are you going to renew your contract with that opera troupe?”
Hearing Vivian’s question, Jia Na nodded.
Just this morning, before going out to attend the ceremony, Jia Na received a letter from Roman-Roland, the head of the Nightingale Opera Troupe.
The general content of the letter was that Roman-Roland hoped Jia Na could spare some time this afternoon to discuss next year’s contract.
Therefore, after accompanying Vivian on a shopping trip, Jia Na rushed to the Nightingale Opera Troupe without stopping, went to Roman-Roland’s office, and began discussing the form of cooperation and the terms for the next year with him.
Actually, when Jia Na went, she had the idea of “parting ways amicably.”
After all, once Jia Na obtained the final qualification for the White Tower Trial, she knew in her heart that entering the White Tower was only a matter of time.
At that time, Jia Na would inevitably have to cut ties with the Nightingale Opera Troupe, which was far away in the Turin Wizard Gathering Place, and terminate this kind of “long-distance cooperation.”
However, just as Jia Na was preparing to be frank with Roman-Roland with this thought in mind, his words directly disrupted Jia Na’s plan—
“You mean, the Nightingale Opera Troupe has decided to move to Dordogne with you?”
“Exactly.”
Hearing Jia Na’s description, Vivian, who was beside her, couldn't help but widen her eyes in disbelief.
“Are they planning to wholeheartedly cling to you and not let go?”
“That’s pretty much what it means.”
With that, Jia Na picked up the stemmed glass in front of her and gently took a sip of the plum wine.
“But no matter what, the Nightingale Opera Troupe is at most a relatively small opera troupe. How can it compare to those large opera troupes in Dordogne?”
As Vivian said, Dordogne, besides being known as the “City of Magic,” also boasts the title of “City of Music.” It is certainly not lacking in various opera houses and talented individuals who love music and art from all corners of the world.
“You’re right. Compared to those famous local opera troupes in Dordogne, the Nightingale Opera Troupe is indeed far inferior in both size and reputation—but they are very sincere.”
“Sincerity? What sincerity? Sincerity can’t be eaten—”
“They want to invite me to invest in the Nightingale Opera Troupe and become a partner of the troupe.”
Hearing Jia Na’s words, Vivian, who had been continuously complaining, suddenly felt as if her throat was clogged with cotton.
“Is it a capital investment?”
“No, it should be considered ‘technical’ investment.”
“What about the subsequent profit distribution?”
“The current agreed-upon result is that I can take twenty percent of the remaining profits.”
“Twenty percent, huh? Then they are indeed very sincere.”
Without any capital investment, just by leveraging the “Jia Na-Luo Lan” identity, she can enjoy the status of a Nightingale Opera Troupe partner and also receive twenty percent of the remaining profits. This is no longer a question of sincerity; the Nightingale Opera Troupe is clearly willing to go to any lengths to retain Jia Na.
“So, what’s your decision?”
“My decision is to agree.”
Hearing Jia Na’s answer, Vivian also nodded in approval. Then, as if she had thought of something, she continued to ask in a low voice:
“However, once you truly join the White Tower, will you still have enough time to perform in operas?”
What Vivian asked was also what Jia Na was worried about.
Just as Black Cat Belle had reminded Jia Na before, once she officially entered the White Tower, most of her time would likely be spent on researching her “Wizard’s path.”
“Regarding this, I also told the Nightingale Opera Troupe in advance, but their attitude was even more resolute than I imagined—”
