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The night had deepened, and the hubbub on Brielda Broadway Central Square gradually dissipated.

The main lighting of the opera house had extinguished, leaving only a few gentle night lights, casting a layer of pale golden afterglow upon the contours of this magnificent building.

In front of the theater, the last few spectators were reluctantly saying their goodbyes.

"Tonight's performance was absolutely fantastic."

"I think when the original work is re-released, they should consider changing the plot."

"By the way, have you heard of those two actors before? They were so talented. If there wasn't a war, they would be touring the whole country."

They discussed the wonderful performances they had just seen in low voices, with the afterglow of excitement still lingering on their faces.

Inside the lobby, the Brielda Opera House began its routine closing work.