Bei Zhikang's opening was over, and the two hosts' styles finally returned to normal.
Okay, maybe it’s not very normal. According to the normal process, “business” will be put at the top of the list anyway, but after the two hosts made some touching speeches-someone actually came on stage to perform and started performing!
"What a nonsense!"
Bei Zhikang's position was only two desks away from Li Cang. Dai Lihong did not suppress his voice deliberately. Li Cang could hear it clearly. Then Bei Zhikang just glanced at Dai Lihong lightly, smiled, and signaled him to be safe.
impatient.
Several lines of soldiers took the stage, several of whom were teachers whom Li Cang felt familiar but could not name by name. They roared with passion, and it looked like a meal would require at least several symphony orchestras with full equipment.
"Ode to the Motherland", "March of Steel Torrent", "Field of Hope" and "We Are One Family"
The first program lasted for a full 22 minutes and included a chorus of divisions. When they came off the stage, the nearly two hundred teachers, especially the two dozen lead singers, were already sweating.
The host came on stage, thanked and gave a speech, connecting the previous and the next, cleverly interspersed with the base, the current situation of human survivors, and prospects for the future...
The audience couldn't calm down for a long time. Everyone was in a state of turmoil and wanted to sleep.
The more oppressive the atypical period, the more people's empathy will be indulged in it. In this situation, at this time and at this place, if you can hear such singing and see such a performance, the results and effects can be imagined.
The next program is much more relaxed in comparison, and there is not so much emphasis on the main points and concise themes in it.
The performer is a young lady, with gentle eyebrows and a fairy-like white robe. Her style is a bit more like Hanfu. She has shoes, hairpins, and steps. She has a pink face and a girl with an icy look.
Dancing alone, with just a beam of light, she shows off her youthful beauty.
But when the sound of the zither and the xun became angry and high-pitched, the flower steps seemed to have a soul, shining and fluttering, and the little sister actually gave birth to two, two gave birth to three, and three gave birth to all things, incarnating into a total of 72 people.
The dancers are exactly the same, their gaits, postures, and movements are completely synchronized, without any flaws.
At this time, the stage special effects such as lights and sea of clouds are fully activated, and the mist is like a curtain of dancing, as if you are in a fairyland!
"The clone is so beautiful..."
Li Cang was slightly stunned. The young lady herself was a very professional dancer, and with the blessing of praying skills, the performance was simply incredible.
"I am the insect swarm!"
This is Lao Wang's evaluation. It's very good. It makes people want to beat this guy into insect eggs.
After the dance ended, the young lady named Lin Xixian did not leave directly, but was left behind by the two hosts.
With the cooperation of the host, the entry, consumption, specific scope and limitations of the prayer skill were explained in detail, and then the recommended usage of destiny coins, sacrifices, prayers, etc. were derived.
"Tsk, the seventy-two clones have the same combat power as the main body, but their combat effectiveness is negligible. What a pity."
"If there is strong combat power, the base will obviously not use her as an example," Li Cang said. "There is a problem with the entry. The clone only inherits the original body's initial physique and will not have any growth in the future. This type of entry probably will not
It’s too expensive. Also, Lao Wang, are you asking for too much? I am a dancer, not a martial artist, and my current job is a civilian job. What kind of combat effectiveness indicator do you want?”
"I just said it casually," Lao Wang raised his eyebrows, "It has existed for a long time. Do you think it would be a bit hard to be her boyfriend..."
What are you talking about, jokes, how can a person like Li Cang have such a long mouth?
"Hmph~"
Li Laisi then looked away and snorted softly.
The hostess Pei Qian thanked Miss Lin Xixian and said in a stern tone:
"There is such a group of people who have been contributing to the construction of the base since the most difficult period. Among them are men, women, old and young. Some have become honorable soldiers, and some are still
They shined and spoke out in their respective positions, and some of them quietly sacrificed——"
"Today, we invited a small number of them to come to the scene to accept commendations as representatives and receive this heavy honor for everyone. Welcome: Yan Zi, deputy captain of Qingshou Team 71, Wang Yang, member of Team 23, and Wreck Clearance Team 19
Team member Cheng Zhihuan, Qian Hao of the 8th Garrison Regiment, Sun Tianyi, chief physician of the Department of Orthopedics at the Base General Hospital, Yin Yiyi, head teacher of Class 8, Grade 5, Fourth Elementary School, Bao Niuhong, deputy director of the Biomaterials Department of the First Academy of Sciences..."
There are more than 180 names, and it feels like the two hosts are almost out of oxygen after reading it.
As a commendation, what was handed out was Xun Zong's favorite: the medal, which was personally worn on everyone's chest by Bei Zhikang and others.
Li Cang always felt that this kind of vain thing was meaningless, and then something with practical significance came -
A total of 60,000 work points per person.
According to the current price of goods in Base 7, 60,000 work points is enough to buy a pretty good single-family two-story building, which is quite rich. However, after such a comparison, the gap is revealed. You must know that what Li Cang got at that time was a destiny coin!
"There are so many things," Lao Wang said. "This wave of bases is not a small-minded one."
When more than 180 people came down from the stage, Li Cang, who had just been distracted while reading the names, suddenly noticed that Suo Zhihui's five-person team was among them.
Both sides were stunned...
Suo Zhihui, Lang Shuai, Yong Jian, Meng Fanran, and Chi Sangzi stared at the three Li Cang people sitting in the first row in disbelief, looked at Rao Qifang, and then looked at the nameplate on the table, as if they suddenly understood.
The four men thought they had mastered some key element, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but sneer at 30% contempt and 70% envy...
Suo Zhihui was fine, but she quickly reacted and gave Li Cang a gentle and sweet smile.
Li Cang had no choice but to give a polite response that met social expectations.
"Oh, the big tengu roars the dog~"
Li Laisi murmured something in a low voice as Suo Zhihui passed by, and Suo Zhihui's expression suddenly became stiff.
"I said, it's almost done," Li Cang said, dumbfounded, "Where is this?"
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"I￥%..."
Just shut up.
This is not a question of whether you can win or not, the main thing is that there is no need to make it embarrassing.
The performance continued, occasionally interspersed with a few commendation items appropriately, and the waiters also wore flower and butterfly-like cloth dishes to serve drinks, mostly cold cuts and desserts, not too rich, just a delicate and beautiful place, and the people in the audience were on one side.
Watch the performance and applaud, occasionally raise a glass and chat in a low voice...
Overall, the atmosphere is harmonious and relaxed, but not chaotic or noisy.
The audience in the audience exchanged words with each other:
"Well, is this show a sand painting?"
"It can't be that simple. Besides, the sand painting uses a flat plate template to ensure the effect. If you perform on the stage, you need to use a special lighting plate to avoid hanging the canvas..."
"Shh, it's begun!"
I saw a skinny young lady with messy hair and deep-set eyes walking on the stage. She looked very sloppy, her clothes were all covered in paint, she had no makeup at all, and she was holding a big, thick brush in her hand.
Click...
He came up blankly and bowed at 90 degrees. He didn't say any unnecessary words and just started writing and splashing ink.
The canvas was very large, and she occasionally had to use a ladder. The whole place was silent and there was no soundtrack, so the sound of moving the ladder was particularly harsh.
As her brush fell and then moved away, the pure black ink evolved into brilliant colors, one by one, as if they were glowing.
"No matter how beautiful others are, whether they have a beautiful family background or a beautiful wife, I am not envious at all. I only envy those guys who have artistic talent." Lao Wang smacked his lips and sighed, "I can't learn from this. This is amazing. What a wonderful stroke.
Flowers!"
Just, what should I say?
Some people once thought that possessing prayers meant possessing the whole world. However, the reality is that a large number of people who had already started working hard before the apocalypse disaster should be humbled or hung up, and various skills and abilities...
There are different versions of gods, but the strongest ones are still just humans!
emmm, Master Wang is one of the people who expresses envy.
For example, things like painting, musical instruments, extralingual materialization, history, geography, political knowledge, and knowledge points. When combined with prayers, it still seems out of reach, a complete blind spot!
As we all know, the combat power that knowledge and imagination can unleash is unimaginable...
Otherwise, why would Lao Wang, who boasts that he is a great technical expert, make a Gundam and dominate the world every day?
Is it because he has no brains, yes, or no?
It's not...
This comes from the double poverty of physical and mental, not only lack of brains, but also lack of money...
The stage of version bonuses is already a thing of the past. What about a jewelry brand's security guard teaming up with a warehouse manager to sacrifice a vault to gain a large sum of destiny coins? What about luxury cars, antiques, and precious metal collection addiction? The disaster happened on the first day of the super-realm awakening and punched the foot of the Nanshan tiger.
Kick the old turtle from Beihai...
This kind of thing may happen again, but it will not happen commonly. Destiny coins lack normal channels for use, and they may not be able to be converted into combat power and life span with high quality.
The previous doppelgänger and the leading painter in front of me, aren't they still students in the "arts" major? It doesn't seem like it's easy to "blame" the reason on the base's ironing protection, right?
Ahem... I'm going too far...
The young lady who painted the painting moved freely and freely, without stopping. The painting in front of her was just a fake of the picture in her mind, and she did it lightly.
As time goes by, each stroke of the outline begins to fade away and shine. The painting is not yet completed, but the glory is already there.
"Um, can you tell what she is drawing..." Lao Wang looked a little embarrassed, "Don't animals like them have to hit something here and there with a hammer and stick to make people confused in order to look professional?
"
Li Cang:em.
To be honest, Li Cang didn't understand it either. He just felt that there was a high probability that the person in the painting was not a human being...
nonsense!
The last stroke seems to be such a random stroke, and the ink stains are spread out almost across the entire painting.
That's it?
Is this the end?
The stage lights went out, and almost everyone frowned, confused.
However, the transformation has just begun, and one stroke across the painting is like the finishing touch. It turns into a sunset glow as red as a sword pointing at the setting sun, or like the morning glow that conquers the fire when the sun rises, making the entire painting appear and disappear without any rules.
The light integrates and unifies, turning into the rugged and undulating mountains in the void and above the clouds!
The whole painting is majestic and majestic, with a majestic and eye-catching power...
As impressive as the visual feast is, the written description is lacking.
The people in the audience were in an uproar. The DNA had been moved. No matter what the occasion was, a soul cry burst out sonorously——
"Fuck! Fuck!"
This is not over yet. The sun is turning into bright sunshine, the clouds are smearing out of the paper, the undulating mountains are like crouching dragons, and the deep chirping of birds and beasts is heard. Fallen leaves are falling, vines are winding, and the fragrance of flowers is astonishing...
Li Cang squinted his eyes and turned to look elsewhere. The scenery, mountains, falling leaves, and moving clouds seemed to be slowly unfolding in front of him, making people feel that they were already there. They suddenly disappeared. When his eyes fell back on the painting again, he repeated
The scene came to mind again.
"Oh~"
Thunderous applause!
The skinny little sloppy girl on the stage twitched the corners of her mouth and finally smiled.
She bowed deeply, pulled the canvas and waved it vigorously, lifting the horizontal scale of the canvas and flipping it with her movements, revealing the back of the canvas in front of everyone.
Same position, same outline, same angle...
The force penetrates the back of the paper, and what is reflected is something completely different from the front: a giant beast holding up the sky!
The giant beast stepped on the earth where magma flowed across it, and the smoke and dust were up to its knees. It was looking up and roaring towards the sky towards a shattered planet with a pale halo.
"Ho~"
The vast expanse next to my ears was like the roar of a giant beast from ancient times, which made everyone's blood rush. They whistled desperately and clapped their hands in applause.
The audience was talking a lot:
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"It looks like the Storm Dragon King in the Canyon of the Dead, but not very similar. It's specious. I like this giant beast so much!"
"Awesome, awesome!"
Bei Zhikang stood up excitedly——
"Okay, what a painting! What a little girl with a diamond heart and a lotus face!"
"There are mountains and valleys in the chest, mountains and rivers in the eyes, flowers in the heart, swords in the hands, a compassionate heart, and diamond methods!"
"good!!"
Even Bei Zhikang was so excited, let alone others.
The enthusiasm, excitement, excitement, and various emotions of everyone in the auditorium were truly revealed under the glow of the painting, steaming like clouds, and everyone empathized with each other, and it was hot.
However, at this moment, the body of the thin girl on the stage suddenly trembled, and her dark and bright eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of gloom and blood, becoming as scarlet as a predatory beast hiding in the depths of the dark night.
Those embodied emotions surged into the mouth of the giant beast in the painting like a tidal wave, and disappeared like a whale sucking water.
"What's going on? Something doesn't seem right with her..."
"But don't make any mistakes!"
"Well..."
Bei Zhikang turned his head and looked somewhere. Immediately, several staff members cautiously climbed onto the stage, trying to check on the little girl.
As they gradually approached, there were commotions everywhere under the stage...
Everyone had sat down, but more than ten people were still standing motionless. They suddenly raised their hands in unison, looked up to the sky and muttered to themselves, as if they were performing some weird and sneaky ritual.
In the blink of an eye, the muttering turned into a scream full of pain and mania.
"Show up!"
"Purify!"
"Those who do not respect our Lord!"
"A place of filth and evil!"
The bloody light suddenly appeared, and the bodies of more than ten people melted from bottom to top like candles. The melted flesh and blood released a thick mass of blood that could not be described as strange and hateful, and climbed up to their raised palms.
boom!
More than ten rays of blood poured into the painting, the curtain burst, and the beast in the painting suddenly came to life!
Such a scene can be called fantasy.
Before everyone in the auditorium could recover, a ferocious beast over 15 meters tall, covered in lightning and black clouds, had jumped out of the painting, rose up in the wind, and crushed the stage with its feet.
"Ho~"
If you roar again, the fishy wind will hit your face!
Static electricity turned everyone in the auditorium into afros...
