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Chapter 59: Different Choices in the Great Era

Pephoth County, small town of Samara, Baron Bechigo Square.

People were still immersed in the singing that seemed to burst out from the depths of their souls, and everything was quiet. Even the ignorant children held by their parents did not make any noise due to the infection of this atmosphere. The whole square seemed to have entered a cage of time.

inside.

Such a feeling that makes their souls tremble is something they have never experienced before. In past operas, music is music and plot is plot. Not only are the two difficult to complement and promote each other, but they are also out of touch with each other. Therefore, even if there have been times in the history of opera

Even with some extremely classic arias, most listeners are unable to resonate deeply with the music due to their own emotional inadequacy or disconnection. Naturally, it is difficult to have this wonderful feeling of being moved by the soul.

In this "Valkyrie", the plot is laid out step by step, the complete symphony-like melody is fully rendered, and the harmonious cooperation between the two is definitely more than a "1+1" effect, allowing the audience's emotions to be completely integrated into the story

, integrated into the music, rising and falling with their ups and downs, sadness and joy.

Therefore, when "Charge" is played, they seem to be on that battlefield themselves, also following the princess in the charge. Therefore, when "Hero's Tombstone" is sung from the princess's mouth, they can truly experience the tragic and heroic feeling.

Sadness, longing, firmness, and the emptiness that goes deep into the soul can make one's scalp numb and cause a tremor of emotion from the depths of the soul.

Lucien dare not say that the story of this opera is perfect and surpasses any playwright's work, but he can proudly say that its impact on the audience is unprecedented.

After a while, a low voice sounded in the square:

"Heroes never die"

"It will only slowly fade away in people's memories."

A girl couldn't control herself and sang the last aria in a low voice. Although she didn't have the ethereal voice of the singer who played the princess, nor did she have such high coloratura, she was even trying to learn it now because it was too difficult.

There was an out-of-tune sound, but she also sang with such heart and affection, as if she had witnessed her comrades and friends falling beside her one by one for some noble purpose, and felt the same.

This inaudible and ethereal singing broke the silence of the square and caused a series of reactions. Banus, Ali and others opened their mouths and hummed along:

"Bury my bones without erecting tombstones"

"These fertile plains and bustling cities are our best tombstones!"

The song lingered in Baron Bechigue Square, over and over again. It was as if the hero's soul was eyeing his beloved home and was reluctant to leave!

After a long time, the citizens got rid of this atmosphere and began to discuss enthusiastically among themselves, discussing "Valkyrie", discussing the changes brought by Master Evans to opera, and discussing classic music such as "Morning" and "The Charge".

Discuss "Hero's Tombstone" and other arias that transcend the ordinary, discuss top opera singers and the seemingly ferocious dragon, and discuss this visual and auditory "live broadcast" feast.

During this discussion, Ali's expression changed a few times, and then he suddenly turned around and walked out of the square.

"Ali, where are you going?" Banus was excitedly exchanging tonight's feelings with the stranger next to him. After discovering Ali's behavior, he was unusually surprised and confused. Doesn't he like to join in the fun? At this time, there is no other place than the square.

A more lively place? After listening to the opera, didn't he feel a little eager to share it with others?

Ali said seriously and with excitement: "Go home!"

"What are you going home for?" Banus gave up communicating with the people next to him, caught up with Ali, and asked in confusion.

Ali clenched his right hand unconsciously: "Pack your luggage and get ready to go to Rentat!"

"Ah? Lentat? Ali, are you crazy?" Banus felt that he was hearing hallucinations. Why was he suddenly preparing to go to Lentat? This is the capital of the kingdom, not a small town in the countryside!

Ali shook his head: "I'm not crazy. I thought clearly. I want to go to Lentat. I don't want to stay in Samara or a small town all my life."

"Yeah, but what's wrong with a small town?" Banus said in shock.

Ali took a breath and pointed to the "curtain" on the square behind him: "Banus, have you seen it? Alchemy items that allow us to see distant scenes and hear distant sounds. This allows us to appreciate it even in a small town.

To the opera performed in Rentat.”

"Yes, you can enjoy the small town, so why go to Rentat?" Banus was even more puzzled.

Ali sighed slowly: "Banus, what does it mean behind such alchemical items? What does it mean that a small town can have such alchemical items?"

He asked himself and answered: "This represents our kingdom. The era we live in is undergoing tremendous changes that have not happened in the past hundreds of years. New things are born every day, and we can feel vigorous every day."

of vitality.”

Banus nodded. Even in the small town of Samara, he could feel this through the changes around him.

"Such changes are like a flood, coming surging forward. We cannot stop it. The only thing we can do is to adapt to it. And I am not willing to stand still in an era where huge changes are happening everywhere. Ba

Nusi, think carefully whether such great changes and developments are full of opportunities. As long as we grasp one of them, our lives will be completely different."

"I am not willing to live like a backwater in a small town. I can peacefully inherit my father's position, become the clerk's attendant, and then marry a girl of the same status without any accidents, have children, be busy, and grow old. This can be done.

The clearly foreseen life scares me. My life has been doomed from the beginning? So, I want to go to Rentat to pursue my dream, find my own place in the great development that will change the world, and prepare for every step.

Go forward and give your best efforts.”

Ali used several words of unwillingness to express his urgency.

"But Samara is also changing, and getting married, having children, being busy, and getting older are processes that everyone will go through, even if you pursue your dreams." Banus tried his best to calm himself.

"This process indeed goes through for everyone. But this process can also be full of excitement and what you desire. Banus and Samara are indeed changing, but such changes lag far behind Lentat. Only there

, only then can one feel how strong the pulse of the times is, and only then can one be exposed to life-changing opportunities as quickly as possible.”

"So, I'm going to Rentat, whether I'm going to study at a general school or a Bluefly school. Or I'm going to find a job in various newly developed industries. I think I can learn and be exposed to enough to change my life.

s things."

Ali's tone gradually became calmer, but became more determined. He used the "pulse of the times" heard in the "mysterious voice" to describe the need to go to Rentat.

Banus looked into Ali's eyes and felt the persistence. So he fell silent. Then he gave the final persuasion: "Uncle Bielsa would not agree. And although Rentat has many opportunities, he is not like us."

This is something that ordinary people can encounter, but you may not get anything. There you will be poor and poor, and die in a simple house without anyone knowing."

"I know that maybe I will fail, maybe I will achieve nothing, maybe I will return to Samara in despair, but to think that I have failed without making any efforts is the most ridiculous and meaningless thing. Compared with the past and development

In a stagnant future, now is the time when those opportunities are closest to us ordinary people, and we are most likely to seize them. If we don't fight for it now, will we have to wait until a more difficult future?"

Ali learned a lot from correspondence with his "pen pal" and his understanding of the world was substantially improved. "As for my father, I will explain it to him. Even if he is unwilling to support me, I will not change my mind."

, I have grown up, and it is my own responsibility to support myself. No matter what the tragic ending is, it is my own choice, Banus, let’s go together, let’s create a bright future together in Rentat!”

Hearing Ali's words, Banus suddenly felt excited. A big city, the capital of a kingdom, what a beautiful term. It has the most prosperous streets, the greatest changes, countless opportunities, and all kinds of desirable prospects.

, maybe you will be spotted by a magician on the street and become his student - this is not without examples, the "Voice of Mystery" has reported it.

But soon, he thought of himself, the condition that he had nothing but strength, the strange city, the strange streets, the strange citizens, the strange malice. A chill immediately passed through his heart, and then he looked around.

Familiar streets, familiar scenes, familiar people, familiar feeling, shook his head: "Ali, I prefer Samara, I think I am more suitable for small towns..."

Ali persuaded him for a long time, but Banus was still afraid of the unknown danger and refused to leave the small town of Samara.

A few days later.

On the Samara platform, Ali put on a long black dress specially prepared for him by his father Birsa, and wore a top hat on his head. He instantly transformed from a big boy into an energetic young gentleman.

He carried a big black suitcase and said goodbye to his father and mother across the street. While following the flow of people towards the door of the magic steam train, he looked back at the direction of the platform. He felt quite melancholy. On the one hand, he was reluctant to leave his hometown. On the other hand, he was reluctant to leave his hometown.

He was wondering why Banus didn't come to see him off.

"It's not what you said that day that hurt him, right?"

"Or maybe he thinks I betrayed our friendship and refused to stay in the small town?"

Ali has complicated emotions and is worried that he has lost a good friend.

He turned back every step of the way, but Banus never appeared, so he became increasingly depressed.

After boarding the carriage and finding his seat, Ali stuck his head out and waved goodbye to his parents again. There was a faint mist in his eyes. This was the first time he had left his parents.

"Ali!" Banus's voice suddenly came from the distance. He waved his hands vigorously and ran over quickly, holding a strange blue-purple fruit in his left hand.

"Damn it, I remembered the time wrong! No, this is your favorite samara fruit. It's hard to get it in Rentat." Banus squeezed under the car window and said loudly.

Samara fruit is a specialty of the small town and matures in late October and early November every year.

Ali's eyes were wet, he was indeed the reckless and careless Banus!

Woo!

He had just received the fruit and before he could speak, a huge whistle suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Banus, when I succeed, I will take you to Rentat with me!" Ali covered his ears and shouted loudly.

Banus waved his hand: "Okay! Don't forget Samara!"

Woo! Bang, bang, bang, bang.

"I will come back, after I succeed!" Ali clenched his fist secretly, and the magic steam train started to start, the speed became faster and faster, and the distance from the platform gradually widened.

Ali's eyes were filled with mist, and his vision was blurry. He kept waving his arms, but he saw Banus and his parents who were staying in the same place getting further and further away... (To be continued...)


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