"It seems we haven't been discovered?" In the mezzanine of the bathroom wall, Yingying and Li Yue were hiding, writing in the groove of their brains.
"But we didn't light up the last box either." The royal room appeared in Li Yue's mind.
"Wait a minute, there's some movement." The shadow suddenly stretched out, stretched out along the crack of the door, and then immediately retracted.
"What's wrong?"
"It's... very strange outside, humans... are doing strange things." Yingying felt the difference in the shadows on the porch, and when she poked her head out, she felt full of malice and very dangerous.
"for example?"
"For example, if you find that we are there but you can't find us, you are using some kind of magical power..." Yingying savored it carefully, "It is very similar to the spells of Huntelaar's magic traps. Maybe it is some kind of magic that is aimed at me.
The trap.”
"Then we can't get out?" Li Yue took a look through and found that the light in the corridor was divergent. Although the scenery was still the same as before, it was inexplicably different.
"Be prepared for the worst. If I accidentally step on the shadow trap, I will be discovered." The shadow covered Li Yue's entire head, like a cat that dared not jump into a pool of water.
"That's okay, at least you can hide in my mind." The shadow above Li Yue's head.
Jesse felt that since it was a surprise to attract the attention of the guards, there was no need to wait for Gamma's performance.
"Of course, after all, Kingston lost his heir and army outside this war." Wright took a deep look at Tong Xin.
Tong Xin finally understood that for a bard, it is important to understand the audience.
"It's very bad. Without him here, everyone on the eighth floor would have been deceived by the poet's clever words." After what Wright said, Li Yue was even more looking forward to how the various forces would be integrated together in addition to Gama's poetry.
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"Worthless? Is it more real?"
"He means the stories are all the same?" Tong Xinka.
Seeing Wright's arrival, Li Yue's new family settled down.
"When the time comes, it's time for him to deconstruct and deconstruct, and it's time for you to light up."
"What's the meaning?"
"Oh no, let's talk about it. Is there any news tonight?" After listening to the first piece, Wright turned to Tong Xin and asked seriously.
To displease the royal family, it is of course more difficult to win the favor of the royal audience in the audience.
That was equivalent to Low Tower betraying the empire and leading to that war.
"Well... that's our fault too." Wright took a chair and sat on it, "Outside of the remaining eight bards, only Gamma has participated in this war and has always sung the truth. So the remaining bards
Of course the poets have to think of other ways."
"Yes, since the stories are all the same, let's see whose performance is more profound and whose ending is more... worthless." The businessman knows everything about bards.
"He agrees, it means others will agree, and he believes..." Wright noticed that there was no movement outside the box where Mr. Wang was when he heard the ending.
On the eighth floor, outside Li Yueka's box, Wright walked out of the light group and saw the big clown dancing the maracas at a glance.
"Are all minstrels' guilds so good?"
"What should I do? Do you want to smash it?" Yingying couldn't think of a better way.
While I was singing, my lyrics became sand characters, deeply imprinted on the wall in front of the stage; the sand characters danced back and forth, attracting the audience's nerves with every beat and gradually introducing impressions.
"Yes, according to your opinion, each of us will pick someone to displease. For example, that one is obviously trying to displease the royal family." As an Alexandria boy, Wright certainly knew who the big ugly was singing to.
"The scholars and magicians outside the low tower are the ones who care about the slander of a big ugly man." Tong Xin certainly knew what the low tower meant.
"Correct." Wright nodded, "And if you want to displease the Ministry of Creation, you have to sing repeatedly about how brave and fearless the Holy Path Army is."
The reason why the epic spreads, apart from the facts, also depends on where the communicator sits.
"To seek evil? Will there be no one to seek evil from the nobles?"
"Humans, humans, are so weak? The empire's royal power will never collapse..." Da Chou even added some auspicious words.
"Well, that's a problem..." Li Yue scratched his head.
The performance on the seventh floor was not over yet. The first clown appeared on a unicycle, played with my maracas, and re-interpreted the second half of the Gamma Epic in a joking tone.
"Do you remember that Gama said that he has a way of attracting everyone's attention?" Jesse said quietly, "Just when I was the most eye-catching, you smashed down the door of the royal family."
"Do you believe that the shadow demon hasn't arrived yet, but if he can find it, can he help?"
Even a fool can tell that Da Chou has changed his work and is trying his best to get closer to Gamma and describe the story of difference or lack.
"But I have to deconstruct it! Otherwise, I won't be able to light up the anchor point..."
Mr. Wang is the wife of Woodson, the Minister of Creation. Of course, he knows that her husband hates Low Tower.
As the businessman said, Da Chou's work retreated into the first half - I waved the maracas, inserted another maracas into the ground, imitating the collision between Bone City and Noose Eight, and hummed my newly composed work.
"He thinks so too? Haha, no wonder it's God's Oath City." Li Yue also listened to the works of bards a lot, but at this moment, all he felt was full of the power of seeking evil and brainwashing.
"The stories of all the contestants from now on will be closer to Gamma, washing your brain nerves repeatedly." The businessman pointed to his head.
"Yes, it's worthless." The businessman confirmed, "You need to make sure that the winner's work has no value for anyone to hear it."
During the break, did you have the opportunity to "perform" and did you get the satisfaction? At this time, you were sulking.
"This is certain. People always doubt what they want to doubt." Wright was not as optimistic as Li Yue.
After a moment of complex discussion, the big ugly performance also came to an end - in the ending of the big ugly, Prince Noel, who was on the eighth noose, was assassinated by a ruthless person, and the assassin was the little magician whose soul was corrupted by the white devil.
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"That's very unusual. After all, he wants to hear the same story four times in a short period of time." Next to Li Yueka's table was a businessman's table, a businessman said with a smile.
"Is that plagiarism?" Li Yueka asked from the seventh floor of the small hall.
"Hmm... I really didn't expect that I would be so cowardly? While trying to displease the royal family... I would actually dare to belittle the tower?" Wright was very satisfied when he heard the ending.
When it came to the businessman's career, Li Yue was too lazy to ask any more questions, but when he thought that Gamma might not win, the raging desire in his heart became much hotter.
But with my flexible performance and vivid expressions, and the scene of gravel in the bathtub, all the audience saw a war raging above the Bone City. There were no spires, no rays, and no bones turning around and rising into the sky.
city.
"Brainwashing?" Li Yue snorted.
"Of course the bard will take into account the audience's reaction. He will think that I have seen that everyone hates this... Gama's work, right?" the businessman asked in return.
"Will there be no one here to harm the Protestants? Mr. Ji sang about the war, mainly because the Protestants were present and used the holy light to cleanse all the demons?" Li Yue slowly understood the key.
"Now... Sister Wang should be thinking about what it would be like if that ugly piece of music was to be sung in the mainland, which would hit the lower tower." Wright sighed, "In his opinion, it would be epic."