"Lacey, Lacey, what's wrong with you, don't move." Lan Lier swayed gently beside her, and Lacey seemed to be lost for a while.
"It's nothing, it's just a bit of a daze." Lacey stood up from her seat, and the opera performance had ended.
As the opera came to an end, it took a long time for the audience to recover from the plot.
"I have seen this opera several times before, why am I moved to tears today?"
"I haven't enjoyed such a moving opera for many years." A wealthy businessman exclaimed
"Dad, in the future, I will also be a descendant of Thor and join the Lightning Knights."
"Xunlei follow me, let's go!" A child imitated the characters in the opera excitedly.
After the performance, the audience in the theater talked a lot. They were amazed at this opera performance. Even those very picky old spectators had to praise that this was really the best performance in the past ten years. This look is still the evening brigade ten years ago.
Obviously, there are no new faces for the performers, and the plot is the same as before, but there is a feeling that cannot be explained. It is probably to make people more immersed in the plot, their emotions are ups and downs with the plot, there is a kind of roller coaster thrill.
"Lacey, it's amazing."
After the end, Lan Lier praised Lacey's singing backstage. She knew best why the opera's perception was several grades better than before. In fact, the actors and other accompanists have basically not changed. She still plays the lead role. Only the singing behind the scenes has changed. Even when she is performing, her mood can't help but fluctuate. You must know that she has performed this script many times. .
"thanks."
Lacey herself has no self-consciousness. This is the first time she has participated in the performance, and there is no comparison. She just thinks that the script should be like this.
As everyone knows, this is actually an extremely rare situation. No matter how good the script is, it will be boring to play every day. No matter how good the song is, it will be annoying to listen to every day, and the threshold of people's happiness will continue to increase. And this performance really broke everyone's inherent sense of body and brought bursts of amazement.
Roland Hill was walking home, feeling uneasy for some reason, even when he got home, he didn't sleep well all night.
After lunch the next day, she told Chelsea to decline the reception and walked into the small courtyard alone.
In the quiet courtyard, the pear tree swayed slightly in the autumn wind as before. She leaned on the back of the chair, her hair was falling, and she looked at the sky with the rolling clouds, but her heart was still unable to calm down.
An anxiety seemed to hit her out of sight, as if to tell her that something bad was about to happen.
She closed her eyes, her consciousness sank into the depths of her heart, and she kept diving to explore the source of this anxiety.
Deep in my memory, fragments of time flashed through pictures, including scenes of her living alone in the Tissilan Mountains, scenes of going to school in her previous life, scenes of laughing with friends, and scenes of Laville. Plus the lively scene of attending a banquet...
Scenes and scenes flashed across the front, and then dissipated.
In the end, she was frozen in front of a picture, which was many years ago in the afternoon when she watched the boy leave.
In the forest where the sun shines slantingly, she sang softly, wishing that ordinary boy a blessing, hoping that he could create his own miracle.
She stood quietly in front of this giant painting, looking at her former self, sitting on a tree, with silver hair and white dress, her eyes were slightly closed, her lips were lightly opened, and she prayed devoutly.
There seemed to be starlight twinkling in Roland Hill's pupils, and in a trance, she saw a lot of people, a lot of things, those people's clumsy pursuit of dreams, the process was not smooth.
The boy's eloquence is not good, he can only use clumsy actions to move others again and again, so that others finally believe him, and in this way he gets the first few companions.
They walked between the city and the mountains, going through difficulties one after another, and life gave them heavy blows again and again. During this period, some of their companions fell forever, some people were tempted by fame and fortune to betray them, and some finally lost and gave up.
They regrouped, learned lesson after lesson after lesson, and moved on, just like that, foolishly getting back on the road, exploring new paths, and there's still hope for everything, isn't it
Until the thundercloud blocked the sky, and the lightning bolts who cut off their fate set foot on the battlefield.
In the blazing thunder, the lively faces seemed to want to say something, but they didn't say anything. The anger was suppressed in the chest, accompanied by the sword and blood, stagnant and fell down, unwilling and empty eyes scattered on the ground, No more life.
The thread of fate is also broken here.
Loren Hill slowly opened her eyes, there seemed to be Milky Way stars in her pupils, constantly flowing, reflecting the world, her body slowly floated up, the white skirt moved automatically without wind, and her figure gradually became illusory. , the hair has slowly changed back to the original silver.
A star rose from the earth, and the beautiful starlight streaks a long trajectory in the sky, straight up, as if the fallen star returned to the sky again.
Another example is that a stone is thrown into the sky, the colorless ripples are slightly rippling, and the clouds in the sky dissipate, revealing a blue-purple sky as pure as a mirror, in which the stars twinkle, as if there is a specific pattern, conveying some kind of information and responding to it. who's calling.
When Roland Hill woke up again, there were endless starry sky and celestial bodies around him. The stars were as small as rice grains, and the big ones couldn't even see the edge. They moved in the starry sky according to a certain trajectory, not fast but also unstoppable.
At this point, she could no longer feel her body and transcendent core, as if everything had turned into a nebula without substance.
The only thing that still emerges in consciousness is the mechanical sound of the system.
[The identity verification of the third ruler begins]
[Test item one, passed]
[Test item 2, passed]
[Test item three, passed]
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[Test item thirty-seven, passed]
[Verified, fully approved, empowerment begins. ]
[The star crown starts to load, 10%... ..48%... ..72%... .100%, the loading is complete. ]
[Miracle Star, the deduction begins! ]
[Fate Spinning, Open!]
All of a sudden, there were complicated and endless tracks in Roland Hill's field of vision, which were the sky tracks of the stars.
These stars and celestial bodies revolve according to their own trajectories, during which they interfere with and influence each other, and finally lead to an unknowable future.
The stars in the sky, moving forward in the galaxy in the deep space, are like floating and sinking in the long river of fate, all kinds of factors have an impact on it, no one knows what will happen to them in the future, and can only swim hard in the turbid current .
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But a special star emerged from the river of fate and leaped out of the water, and she began to observe the entire river and the individuals contained within it.
Her eyes wandered, and she found the tiny star with the contact from a long time ago, and there were still little stars and sand spinning around it, but this star had already stepped on a dead end, and the golden thread of fate had been broken ahead, leaving only the The next is nothingness and darkness.
Since the original destiny is broken, let me spin a brand new star thread.
With this thought, the figure of the silver-haired girl gradually condensed and emerged in this star world.
She carefully held up the little star with both hands, the starlight slowly condensed, and the golden thread of fate began to emerge in front of her.
At the same time, the wind swept the wilderness, the heavy thunderclouds seemed to be pushed aside by a pair of invisible hands, and the pure and beautiful starry sky appeared in the eyes of everyone.
So vast, so magnificent, making individuals and lives as small as grains of sand.
And now, the starlight begins to fall.