I'm already an antique from the last century... It's always a bit sad to see a theater being renovated, but maybe this is for the better.
The dean shook his head. It's time to retire.
"Hey, old man..." Homiga leaned out of the curtain, "Come and see if this one works."
The dean put his hands behind his back and smiled, "I'm very happy that you can come, Homiga."
"I know." Homiga whispered, "I don't like the atmosphere of this theater, but you are a very good dean. Every time my dad comes, you help to smooth things over... I promise that this theater will continue to exist."
"Nothing lasts forever, Homiga."
The dean smiled kindly, "But as long as it exists, the meaning of its existence will not disappear."
Homiga was startled, staring blankly at the old dean with cloudy eyes.
The old dean was staring at the huge Fatty sign hanging on the curtain and whispered:
"When I was a child, I heard a beautiful piece of music. I have forgotten the melody of the music, but I still remember how moved I was when I heard it."
"It's just like people and Pokémon." The old dean smiled. "When my companions left me, what remained in my heart was not sadness and regret, but the joy and touching feeling of having them always by my side."
“I… don’t understand,” Homiga whispered.
"You will understand eventually." The old dean said with a smile, "Well, let me see your outfit today."
Homiga lowered her head and walked out of the curtain, still wearing a white pigtail, but she changed her usual large purple short-sleeved shirt into a white dress. Her cheeks were slightly red, her chest was white and flat under her collarbone, and the bass handle in her right hand was replaced by a violin bowstring.
"Very pretty girl, Homiga." The old dean said with a smile, "Tonight will be the last time I hear your cello music."
Homiga was silent, and whispered, "Actually... I also invited a friend. He will play the piano today, and I will accompany him."
"Oh?" the old dean asked, "What's the name of the song?"
"That was also the first time I heard that piece of music. Teacher Lu called it..."
Homiga replied:
"Oracion."
…
Seven o'clock in the evening.
The farewell concert officially opened.
Sirona, Xiaozhi, and Alice sat in the front seats.
Xiaozhi carried Pikachu on his left shoulder, Alice held Fang on her right shoulder, and Sirona held Togepi in her arms.
"Chajiduyi~" Pokpi's eyes flickered and he clapped along with everyone else.
Musicians came on stage to perform one after another. The old dean clapped his hands gently, his eyes revealing memories of his youth and the old theater.
At that time, he was still a reckless trainer, and his partner was the timid and shy Gugu Niu. Later, they performed together on the road, performed in the theater together, and finally became the director of the theater.
Sitting in the empty theater at this moment, my boyhood seems like a dream, only the music is still clear and moving.
The old dean saw the announcer come on stage.
"Next, please enjoy the ensemble piece, 'Oracion', performed by Lu Ye and Homiga."
Some people were discussing the performers' backgrounds in a low voice, and Xiaozhi said softly, "It's Mr. Lu's turn now."
Alice looked at the intersection of the lights on the stage, covered her mouth and exclaimed: "Teacher Lu is so handsome..."
The tall, black-haired young man in a well-ironed black suit, broad shoulders, thin waist, and slender figure sparkled under the spotlight.
Next to him, Homiga, with her white braids and a white dress, was holding a cello. It was a completely different scene from a rock performance.
Lu Ye sat down on the piano chair, applause rang out at the right time, and the old dean's eyes flickered.
In Lu Ye, the old dean vaguely saw the demeanor of his youth... that was leaping hope, firm belief, and desire for pursuit.
"Melo~"
Meloetta floated invisibly above the theater, her emerald hair fluttering like the waves of the ocean, her eyes fixed on the young man sitting at the piano.
Soft music sounded.
The entire theater was silent.
Meloetta gently closed her eyes.
The melody of "Oracion" is melodious and moving. Lu Ye's fingers dance on the black and white keys, accompanied by the sound of Homiga's cello, echoing in the empty theater.
Shirona looked at Lu Ye on the stage, recalling the turbulence of the twin towers of time and space and a kiss as plain as clear water under the shade of the trees, with a smile on her lips.
Darkrai was silent.
No one loves this piece more.
At this moment, Lu Ye's figure seemed to overlap with Alicia's shadow.
Darkrai took a deep breath and blinked hard.
"Koujie~(?ω?)" Gengar held a handkerchief in his mouth and looked at his master on the stage.
Good listening to Koujie~
Alice: "Although I don't understand, I am so touched~o(╥﹏╥)o"
The piano music continued and the whole theater was immersed in the music.
Meloetta quietly floated towards Lu Ye, with her hands on her chest. The gem on her forehead glowed slightly, and then she closed her eyes.
A wave symbolizing romance and art is transmitted over.
Lu Ye's heart moved.
The notes flow like mercury on the ground, and the playing is smoother and more silky, with an instant leap in texture.
The director of the theater shuddered.
If he was merely moved just now, he could still find some shortcomings.
When the music entered the second half, the young man performed without reservation, and no words could express his emotions at the moment.
The old man closed his eyes gently, recalling his youth, his wife and Pokémon companions who were still alive.
At dusk, the aroma of stewed potatoes wafted from the house. Guguniu was adjusting the beater, and my wife was washing her hands while complaining about the long bills...
The old man shed silent tears, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the ancient and pale memories suddenly became colorful.
He seemed to hear the song of Meloetta that he had heard in his childhood.
The song is over.
There was prolonged applause in the theater.
The audience's eyes were red and they applauded from the bottom of their hearts. The old man breathed a sigh of relief.
Lu Ye stood up, his eyes met with Sirona in the audience, and they smiled at each other.
Crash-
Lu Ye and Homiga took their bows together.
Meloetta was still "invisible", with her hand on her chest, floating beside Lu Ye, and bowing in unison with Lu Ye.
…
After the concert, Lu Ye and others will catch tonight’s flight and arrive in Lianyi Town tomorrow morning.
Homiga changed back into his punk clothes, carrying his electric bass, and looked up.
"Hmm... Very good, Mr. Lu. You are a musician worthy of respect!"
Lu Ye thought back to his sudden and extraordinary playing ability and touched his chin thoughtfully.
"Maybe I am a person favored by the goddess of art."
Homiga: “…”
Damn it, he tricked me!
Walking in the long corridor of the theater, Sirona took Lu Ye's arm and said softly:
"You're shining tonight."
"All the stars shine only for Zhulan," said Lu Ye.
Shirona smiled and said, "One is enough for me."
As he was about to leave, the theater director asked for a few minutes to talk to Lu Ye.
Lu Ye originally thought that he was inviting him to stay and perform, and was about to refuse, but unexpectedly the old man handed him a folded piece of draft paper.
"I… "
After the dean finished speaking, he smiled kindly and said, "I really like your performance. Your performance brought back many good memories... Thank you very much, Mr. Lu Ye."
"This is." The dean looked at the draft paper. "I copied down the music score from memory. It's a piece of music I heard when I was a child. I think no one else can play this piece of music except you."
"I hope you can accept it... It's just a personal request from me." The dean said with a smile.
Lu Ye did not refuse the old man's request.
"I can't guarantee the performance I just had." Lu Ye shook the music score, "But I will try my best to practice."
The dean's cloudy eyes flickered, and he nodded and said, "Please."
Say goodbye and leave the musical theater.
Lu Ye unfolded the crumpled draft paper, the notes were scribbled on it, obviously written down in a hurry for fear of forgetting them.
But it is still recognizable.
[Ancient Song (Music Score): Ancient song that touches the opponent's heart and attacks. Sometimes it will put the opponent into a sleeping state. (When Meloetta uses it, the state can be changed.)]
Meloetta
Lu Ye recalled the performance just now, which was indeed a manifestation of Meloetta's artistic ability.
Just as I was about to use the "power of wave guidance" to check carefully, Sirona said:
“You don’t need to buy a ticket, just go to the airport.”
"Why?" Alice asked.
Shirona crossed her arms with one hand, stretched out her fingers, and said with a smile:
“Because it’s a private plane.”
Lu Ye:
With Mengmeng here... This is the real reason why I don’t want to work hard!
Chapter 648: Unlike me, I only feel sorry for Teacher Lu
Early morning, Tuesday, July 6th.
A plane flew across the night sky, flashing its red lights intermittently.
The cabin is luxuriously equipped, with only four passengers, and plenty of space to accommodate even the Pokémon.
Xiaozhi had lowered the back of his chair and was sleeping soundly on the soft 'bed' with Pikachu lying in his arms.
Alice had also fallen asleep, hugging Yaya and mumbling something in her sleep:
"Master Shaka... Dragon Messenger..."
"Awooo~" Windspeed Dog lay on the ground, gently shaking its tail and sleeping soundly.
Lu Ye dimmed the overhead lights, read the Unova Mythology under the soft warm light, and spread the music score in the middle of the page.
"Can't sleep?" Zhulan asked sideways.
Lu Ye looked to the side.
Her golden hair fell down, covering her delicate white cheeks, and her bright gray eyes exuded a pure and flawless beauty.
"I'm going to sleep now." Lu Ye closed the book and turned off the ceiling light.
It was a dark place as deep as the eternal night, with the air humming outside the window and the fuselage shaking slightly.
Lu Ye heard a 'rustling' beside him, and she leaned over to taste his lips, moist and sweet. Her golden hair brushed across her cheek, and Lu Ye raised his eyes to meet Sirona's.