That Time and That Moment

As soon as the gong rang, the stage came on stage, the opera started singing, the song ended, but before it ended, a closer look saw the white-faced clown, the gong had not yet sounded, and in twos and threes, he began to act in a dramatic manner. A glance from a distance, the pattern of green clothes, a few miles of clanging, fell down the west wall, and there was a gunshot.