Sidra was fully committed, or maybe, he really just came to hold his first solo concert.
From the moment he arrived in Brica, except for the battle with Renn, until the day of the concert, he followed the schedule step by step.
Not only did he not fight with Ren again, but Alexia, the clone of the snake god, did not seem to be among his targets.
But at the same time, Sidra also refused Ren's request to meet several times on the grounds that she had to focus on preparing for the concert.
Therefore, Ren was also present at tonight's concert.
Although Sidra has not behaved unusually in the past few days, precautions must be taken. After all, there are nearly 50,000 people at the concert.
Just in case he is planning to do something at this time...
In order to keep tabs on him at the closest distance, Renne asked Lin for a ticket in the first row, and he paid a lot of money for it.
Ren looked at Sidra in the audience: What if you still fight?
Anya's friend seemed eager to give it a try, but as soon as Renn showed joy, a microphone was shoved behind my face.
In those two days, with the start of the concert, due to Ren's shocking improvisation at the scene, the short-term popularity of the Internet was second only to the rumor that the armored weirdo slaughtered half the city.
Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same. Ren only thinks that we are noisy...
So Tu Shi took a deep breath and leaned behind the microphone.
Ren realized that he wanted to interact with him, and he immediately felt wonderful.
Ren was finally able to sit down with me and have a serious talk.
Anya:
"Then it appeared at a certain moment."
At first, Lai Lin just sneered and said she would make him pay some price, but PHS immediately gave him some advice:
"Of course, what he saw...the mantis was not a manifestation of the power of this god."
I also knew it was intentional. When Sidra was singing and interacting with the audience, I immediately spotted Renn, who was about to bury himself in the chair among the excited fans in the back row, and pointed at me.
He made an encouraging gesture to stand up.
"Just ask Ren to buy the ticket at the normal price. This is the first row - it's expensive."
The person who was sliding slowly to the end straightened up along the backrest and bumped Lai Lin, who was sitting next to him, with his hand, hoping to get you out of the way.
The surrounding fans cheered and ended their booing.
Great psychic:
Originally, when he saw the slogan "Surrealist Avant-garde Retro Music Pioneer" on the ticket, he was just not interested in Sidra's music, but after listening to it for a minute, he became interested in listening to it.
This proposal is really vicious.
Just listen to Sidra continue to say: "Its eighth ability."
Sidra picked up her phone on the coffee table and pointed it at Ren: "The word you recently learned, freeze frame, can be roughly used to describe its ability. To record a certain moment, a certain scene,
Record certain things, and then..."
Sidra said: "The first ability of this thing is not a disguise that is beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding. He realized that being entangled by it should be with the help of other people's power. After all, a strong man like him with no talent will never be able to do it."
Found it."
…
Are you singing? Your improvisation is weaker than his howling like a ghost!
"I can't answer it now. Who is he?"
Ren thought for a while, then nodded: "Those who can find it can contact it."
Seeing Lai Lin's nervous expression, Renn went to the other people for help.
Renn: "..."
That's not an extremely terrifying ability, but Ren understands that it has nothing to do with what we're talking about today, and Sidra.
"He looks like he wants to have a bad talk with you. What if you two fight again?"
When it comes to that, Sidra's meaning is clear.
Looking at Ren with a smile: "Does he know what its power is?"
Ren gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth again:
Sidra is the one who cares about my mood: "And its seventh ability, he must also know about it."
Sidra put her feet up from under the coffee table: "To answer that question, you don't have another question to ask him first."
Ren, who was sitting opposite me, had a pale face: What did he say at that time?!
Ren felt that Sidra didn't seem to be sneering when he mentioned the word "god". I nodded: "Later, I found green stumps outside the eyes of this bear god. You also saw that there was no mantis coming out."
, you guess they have nothing to do with each other."
Sidra's strange accent, coupled with her off-key singing style, which was described in the introduction as "an off-key thing that can be imitated," made Ren think that it shouldn't be the "evil thing" that Sidra was trying to do as a wild card.
”.
With good intentions, both Anya and Renn would know that they were possessed by a praying mantis, but even if they were told that the mantis was under my shoulder, Renn would not be able to cause any harm to it.
While waving, Sidra sang a few more lines and handed the microphone behind Ren again.
Sidra made a "hook" shape with her index finger.
Why are you talking about your talent again?
You wish you had to open your brain and wash your ears, wishing you had never heard his songs. He still wants you to sing now?
"He means mantis?"
"That's wrong. That's not what they called it. He should be able to guess what kind of god it is, right?"
Sidra sat under the sofa with her legs on the coffee table, like an outdated rebellious pop singer.
Seeing the people around him echoing excitedly, the scene was noisy, and Tu Shi felt like he wanted to slide on the chair and escape from that place.
"Yo~!"
And to the point…
I bumped my front arm twice, as if it hit something hard like a pipe. I looked up and saw: a gun barrel.
Sidra pressed the phone and turned the screen over. Here is the portrait of Ren that was just taken:
Sitting there today, it hurts even more.
"You should talk about him." Ren wanted to discuss that. What I am curious about now is Sidra's identity:
Ren frowned slightly, not satisfied with my changing the subject: "What's the problem?"
Two days ago, the concert matters were basically settled, and there was nothing else that required Sidra's participation.
not yet?
Maybe that's intuitive enough. According to Adam, who kindly changed his avatar to Lane's dynamic expression and would rather die than do it, the first team leader laughed when he saw my avatar.
That guy still has that thing with him!
Ren's dark face was solemn: "You only know that it seems to have no ability to be perceived. You didn't see it for the first time in the desperate grassland. You were entangled by it before but you didn't feel it at all."
When Ren received the ticket, he felt the same way: painful, very heartbroken.
"Has he seen...a green creature, a bug, with its hind legs like two toothed knives?"