"Lacie, Lacey, what's wrong with you? You're not moving." Lan Lier was shaking gently beside her, and Lacey seemed to have fallen into a brief trance.
"It's nothing, I'm just dazed for a little bit." Lacey stood up from her seat. At this time, 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 seen such a moving opera in many years." A wealthy businessman sighed.
"Dad, in the future I will also be the descendant of the God of Thunder and join the Lightning Knights."
"Thunder, follow me, let's go!" A child excitedly imitated the characters in the opera.
After the performance, the audience in the theater was talking a lot, and they were all amazed by this opera performance. Even those very picky old spectators had to praise that this was really the best performance in the past ten years. The last time it was so good
The one who had this look and feel was the Twilight Brigade ten years ago.
Obviously there are no new performers, and the plot is the same as before, but there is an indescribable feeling. It probably makes people more immersed in the plot, and their emotions rise and fall with the plot, giving them the pleasure of being on a roller coaster.
"Lacie, you're amazing."
After it ended, Lan Lier praised Lacey's singing backstage. She knew best why the perception of this opera would be several levels better than before. In fact, the actors and other accompanists have basically remained the same, and she still plays the leading role.
Only the singing behind the scenes changed. Even when she was performing, her mood could not help but fluctuate. You must know that she had performed this script many times.
"Thanks."
Lacey herself didn't have much self-consciousness. This was her first time participating in a performance. There was no comparison. She just felt that opera should be like this.
As everyone knows, this is actually an extremely rare situation. No matter how good the script is, you will get bored if you perform it every day. No matter how good the song is, you will get bored if you listen to it every day. People's happiness threshold will continue to get higher. And this performance is indeed a breakthrough
It captured everyone's inherent sense of touch and brought bursts of surprise.
Lorraine Hill was walking on the way home, feeling a little restless for some reason. Even when he got home, he couldn't sleep well all night.
After lunch the next day, she asked Chelsea to decline the invitation 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 hanging down, and looked at the sky with rolling clouds, but her heart could not calm down.
A kind of anxiety seemed to hit her from an invisible place, as if telling her that something bad was about to happen.
She closed her eyes, and her consciousness sank deep into her heart, constantly diving down to explore the source of this anxiety.
Deep in her memory, fragments of time flashed through scenes, including scenes of her living alone in the Tisilan Mountains, scenes of studying at school in her previous life, scenes of laughing with friends, and scenes of her coming to Vile.
Plus the lively scene of attending a banquet...
Scenes passed before my eyes, and then disappeared.
Finally, she froze in front of a picture, which was the scene when she watched the young man leave in the afternoon many years ago.
In the forest where the sun was shining slantingly, she sang softly, blessing the ordinary boy and hoping that he could create his own miracle.
She stood quietly in front of this giant painting, looking at her former self, sitting on the tree, with silver hair and white dress, her eyes slightly closed, her lips lightly opened, praying devoutly.
There seemed to be stars twinkling in Lorraine Hill's eyes. In a trance, she saw many people and many things. Those people were clumsily chasing their dreams, and the process was not smooth.
The young man was not very eloquent. He could only use his clumsy actions to impress others again and again, making them finally believe in him. In this way, he gained his first few companions.
They walked between the city and the mountains, experiencing difficulties one after another, and life dealt them heavy blows again and again. During this period, some of their companions fell forever, some betrayed them due to the temptation of fame and fortune, and some finally lost and gave up.
They regroup, learn lessons again and again, and then move on, just like that, stupidly getting back on the road and exploring new roads. There is still hope for everything, right?
Until the thundercloud covered the sky, and the lightning bolts who cut off their fate stepped onto the battlefield.
In the blazing lightning, the vivid faces seemed to want to say something, but nothing was shouted out. The anger was suppressed in the chest, and along with the sword edge and blood, they fell down in frustration, and their unwilling and empty eyes scattered on the ground.
No more life.
The thread of fate also breaks here.
Lorraine Hill slowly opened her eyes, and there seemed to be Milky Way star sand 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 slowly turned back to its original silver color.
A star rises slowly from the earth, and its beautiful starlight traces a long trajectory in the sky, straight upward, as if the fallen star has returned to the sky again.
Another example is when a stone is thrown into the sky, colorless ripples ripple slightly, 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, responding to
Whose call.
When Lorraine Hill woke up again, he was surrounded by endless starry sky and celestial bodies. Stars were as small as rice grains, and the big ones could not even see the edges. They were moving in the starry sky according to a certain trajectory, not fast but yet
unstoppable.
At this time, she could no longer feel her body and extraordinary core, as if everything had turned into a nebula without substance.
The only thing that still emerged in his consciousness was the mechanical sound of the system prompts.
[The identity verification of the third king authority begins
[Test item one, passed
[Test item 2, passed
[Test item three, passed
[…
[…
[Test item thirty-seven, passed
[Verification completed, fully approved, and empowerment begins.
Suddenly, complex and endless trajectories suddenly appeared in Lorraine Hill's field of vision, which were the celestial trajectories of those stars.
These stars and celestial bodies move according to their own trajectories, and during this period they interfere with and influence each other, ultimately leading to an unknown future.
The stars in the sky are moving forward in the deep sky and the Milky Way, just like they are floating and sinking in the long river of destiny. Various factors affect them. No one knows what they will encounter in the future. They can only swim hard in the turbid current.
.
But a special star stood out from the long river of destiny and jumped out of the water. She began to observe the entire river and the individuals contained in it.
Her eyes moved around, and relying on the connection from a long time ago, she found the tiny star, with dots of star sand spinning around it. However, this star had already embarked on a dead end, and the golden thread of fate had broken in front, leaving only
Next is nothingness and darkness.
Now that the original destiny is broken, let me weave a new thread of stars.
With such thoughts, 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 blew in the wilderness, the thick thunderclouds seemed to be pushed away by a pair of invisible hands, and the pure and beautiful starry sky appeared in everyone's eyes.
It is so vast and magnificent, making individuals and lives as small as grains of sand.