"Tsk tsk tsk, it's so lively!"
An Lin looked at the venue which was full of seats, and couldn't help admiring.
300,000 people gathered here, holding a light group that can change colors constantly. It seems to be the same thing as a fluorescent stick, but the color is purer and softer.
"Hey, I don't know how many clothes Sister Dongfang will change tonight, wow!" Dabai turned into a miniature form, and followed An Lin in a desperate manner.
In order not to attract attention, Nezha removed the Hot Wheels, wearing a white shirt, light blue denim pants, clean and refreshing, and the scarf that is shaking like a shawl, the color is bright, and the overall look is quite distinctive , that dress and good looks made the little girls nearby look sideways frequently.
But these little girls, I am afraid that they would never think that such a handsome big brother would be Nezha in the myths and legends.
An Lin walked all the way to the innermost stage of the concert. Those who can appear here are big figures. The innermost stage does not mean that you can buy tickets with money. There are many political and business figures and international superstars among these people. Of course, there are also Anlin Some people I know very well.
"Hey, Boss Anlin, here!!" A fat man with a round belly waved vigorously.
"Savior." An Lin also showed a friendly smile.
"Wow, he is Anlin God of War? So handsome!" Several fairies whispered beside him.
A woman in a blue and white Lolita outfit, with blond curly hair and a shawl. She has a three-dimensional appearance and a golden mark on her forehead. She even took the initiative to walk forward, stretched out her white and slender hands, and shook hands with An Lin. She said with a light smile, "An Lin Fairy, hello, I am the Light Bullet Fairy!"
An Lin suddenly realized: "It turned out to be you, hello, hello."
The light bullet fairy is a big parallel importer in the group of monks, but she didn't expect to be a foreign girl.
"Hello, hello..." The Light Bullet Fairy was also polite. She had already stretched out her right hand to shake An Lin's hand, but her left hand also began to stretch out dishonestly, touching the back of An Lin's hand, caressing it gently on the back of his hand. , a blush appeared on his face.
An Lin: "???"
Is this Lao Tzu being robbed
An Lin quickly let go of the light bullet fairy's soft little hand. The light bullet girl didn't take it seriously, and continued to approach An Lin with a smile, her beautiful sapphire eyes shone brightly.
An Lin remembered, that guy was just poking the chrysanthemum of the Tian-Human race with a stick spirit weapon, and then felt that the spirit weapon had a taste, and wanted to transfer the spirit weapon. When I saw her today, she was indeed a neurotic girl.
The graceful Qinghe Sword Immortal and the highly skilled fortune teller dressed up in the old way also walked forward and greeted An Lin and Nezha warmly.
An Lin quickly became one with them.
He listened to his friends talking about the century-old changes in the mortal world and all kinds of interesting things that happened, and he found it very interesting and intimate.
Not long after, the lights of the concert suddenly went dark.
The Land of Starlight was suddenly plunged into darkness.
"Cher! Cher! Cher..."
Three hundred thousand people shouted a name at the same time.
Even An Lin was slightly moved by that kind of grand momentum.
Under the bright moon.
A beautiful and refined woman in a white dress descended from the sky holding an ink-ink oil-paper umbrella.
It's like a fairy who fell into the world accompanied by stars and moonlight.
The melodious and melodious singing sounded suddenly like this, and with the clear and melodious voice, the audience on the field was brought into a strange world.
Zooming in at the beginning, even An Lin was amazed.
After the singing, the audience on the field still hadn't recovered their senses, and they were silent for more than ten seconds before thunderous applause and cheers erupted on the field.
Dongfangxue greeted the enthusiastic audience, and suddenly said: "Today, Xueer is very happy. A friend who has been separated for a long time suddenly came back. I just prepared a special song and plan to give it to him .”
As soon as this remark came out, the audience immediately became excited again.
"New song, Xueer finally has a new song!"
“Super looking forward to it!!”
"I don't know who that friend of hers is."
"Woooooo... I'm jealous!"
"Cher! Cher! Cher..."
Because of Dongfang Xue's words, the arena suddenly boiled.
Dongfang Xue's eyes fell on a man in the infield, as if she had traveled through a period of time, she smiled quietly, and said softly, "This song of mine is called "Dead Dream""
The lights suddenly dimmed again.
The scene, which was noisy before, also became quiet.
The audience is still very qualified.
A devastated battlefield appeared on the stage.
An Lin saw that the sky and the earth in front of him had changed color. The blood-red sun was on the ground line, and the earth was covered with a layer of bleak brilliance, and a sad melody sounded.
Dongfang Xue is a student who survived the battlefield. Her teacher, her classmates, and her family all died in that war. Holding flowers in her hands, she sang on the battlefield full of blood and death.
The singing was high-pitched at first, then peaceful, as if about to fall asleep.
Jingle bell, jingle bell...
It's like the sound of the wind blowing a wind chime.
Then it gradually turned into the bell for the end of get out of class.
Dongfang Xue woke up from the dream and found that everything was a nightmare.
The singing began to become lighter.
But the good times didn't last long, after a period of peaceful and happy days.
For some reason, she appeared on the battlefield again.
An Lin listened to the singing and watched the changing scene after scene, and found it very interesting.
He understands this song.
A very poor girl.
One day, she found that her dream became more and more clear. No matter what she did in the dream, she would be impressed after waking up, as if she had done it for real.
But in contrast, her reality has become increasingly blurred.
When I wake up the next day, I often forget what I did yesterday.
There seems to be a wonderful change between dreams and reality.
The reality is slowly moving away from her. Even if everything is true, even if everything feels real, it will become very confused afterwards.
The dream is approaching her, even though she knows it is fake, but the fake is becoming more and more real, sight, hearing, touch, smell, taste, all become real and clear...
She was struggling between reality and dream, and gradually, she even forgot which one was dream and which one was reality...
the end of the song.
Dongfangxue stood on the ruins and sang a sad song of remembrance.
"I had a dream, there was no war in the dream, the food cooked by my mother was delicious, and the smiles of my classmates and friends were right in front of my eyes. What a beautiful dream, I really don't want to forget it, I really don't want to forget it..."
But this dream finally faded from her memory.
Ironically, however, what she thought was a beautiful dream was actually reality.
The world she lives in is actually her dream.
passing dream.
What is gone is her reality.
(end of this chapter)