Has anyone ever heard the song of a goblin?

Legend has it that the song of the fairy is ethereal, she beckons to you in the depths of the forest, and she watches over you from the depths of the lake.

Has anyone ever heard the song of an angel?

Legend has it that the song of the angel is divine, she has the divine power to purify the mind, and she has the power to revive the dead.

Has anyone ever heard a mermaid sing?

Legend has it that the mermaid's song is beautiful, she can disorient the traveler of the sea, she can make the determined walker fall into the psychede.

These are all legendary songs, although legends are always extremely magical, but after all, few people have actually heard these songs, so everyone always has a skeptical attitude towards the various claims of these legends.

Is singing so powerful alone?

Impossible.

You're kidding.

Most of the people who have heard these legends probably think so.

But today, at this moment, the vast majority of people sitting in the Yuehua Hall and hearing this song are afraid that they will change their previous views in the future.

Because they did hear a song as magical as the legend.

When I first heard the song, almost everyone's heart instantly tightened.

Because there are no words to describe the shock that the singing brought to them.

However, no matter how shocking it is, it is impossible to last, and slowly, they are immersed in the world of singing.

It's a beautiful singing voice.

It makes people forget their troubles and sorrows.

Philip, like everyone else, was completely immersed in the world of singing.

If he had all kinds of curiosity and doubts about this singer before, then now these thoughts are gone, or it is better to say that Philip has no other distractions at all, and only the song is left in his mind.

When everyone in the Yuehua Hall was immersed in the beautiful and ethereal sacred song and couldn't extricate themselves, and they didn't even care if they were in the dark, the dark Yuehua Hall ushered in the first ray of light.

It's moonshine.

Someone sighed from the bottom of their hearts.

It may not be the real moonlight, but those who see this light will inevitably think that it is the real moonlight.

So white, so soft, so gentle.

And not just real moonshine. And it's the beautiful moonlight of the brightest full moon night.

The most beautiful moonlight fell on one person on the stage.

It's the singer.

I don't know if it was because of shyness or something else, but the singer didn't look up.

He sat on a high chair with his head bowed and sang.

The most amazing thing was that what he was holding in his hand was not a magic amplified microphone, nor a musical instrument or anything like that, but a book.

The singer gently held the book. It seemed that the book was giving him strength.

The moonlight shone down his hair with a silvery sheen.

Like silver and frost.

I don't know if it's trained or if it's natural, even if it's just holding a book with his head down, the singer's posture and demeanor give people an unusually beautiful and leisurely feeling.

It seems to be a beautiful little flower growing freely in the mountain breeze and spring rain.

Stretch the foliage and petals.

It's beautiful.

Although they haven't seen the singer's face yet, almost everyone in the audience has this feeling.

It's just the singer's voice. and the demeanor of the table on the stage gives people such a feeling.

In addition, perhaps the silver moonshine also played a role.

People are fascinated by this beautiful song.

The posture of the singer on stage also gives people an unusually beautiful enjoyment.

When the singing finally ended, everyone was still immersed in the world of singing and did not want to wake up.

The Moonlight Hall was exceptionally quiet.

"What's your name? ”

Someone finally woke up from the world of singing, it was a middle-aged male mage sitting in the front row, although he couldn't see his face and clothes clearly, but his bearing and posture still made people think that he should be extraordinary.

"Becky. ”

Al replied.

The clubhouse's female manager had heard his name as Beatsch, but Al corrected her mistake.

Of course, the stage name that Al thinks of is not Bichi, but Biqi, in which Bi comes from Bi with Amber, and Qi comes from Qi with Angel.

Al looked up as he said his stage name.

This is what the clubhouse's female manager had taught to Al before.

It was that Barbara who told Al to keep his head down at the beginning of the singing. Raising his head when someone asked for his name, Al didn't understand why he did it, but after all, it was work, and as long as he didn't ask too much, he had no reason to refuse.

The moment Al looked up, the moonlight shining on him seemed to shine even brighter.

Silent.

In fact, there is no need to describe too much, many people will have this experience, that is, when he meets a certain person, he instantly feels a flower in front of him, and then all his attention is instantly taken away by that person.

Some people hit the wall and the pillar on the side of the road while walking halfway because of the so-called beautiful woman, and some people forget to drink it for a long time because they watched the handsome guy pick up the soup spoon. Some people rub their eyes repeatedly because of the so-called love at first sight and the pounding of their hearts, and there are people who rub their eyes repeatedly because they see someone who is incredibly beautiful......

These are all things that have happened in reality, but because of the differences in aesthetics, they often happen to different people.

But this moment. This happened miraculously to the vast majority of the audience in the Yuehua Hall.

Including Philip.

The moment the singer on the stage raised his head, Philip only felt as if all the light was focused on the figure on the stage.

He grew his mouth dumbfounded.

It turns out that there are such beautiful people in the world.

As for whether the other party is male or female, old or young, Philip doesn't care at all, and doesn't think about it at all.

Because absolute beauty can make people ignore those things.

"Becky. ”

"Becky. ”

"Becky. ”

……

Someone in the audience began to whisper the name, and soon someone joined in.

"Becky. "Becky. "Becky. ”

This call has this rhythm with it, like this ritual.

"Becky. "Becky. "Becky. ”

There are more and more people, and the voices are getting louder and louder.

"Roll Becky. ”

"Roll Becky. ”

"Roll Becky. ”

Suddenly, I don't know who added another roll in front of Becky.

roll is a word for ancient magic. The meaning of representation is supreme beauty.

It seems too much to use such a word to describe a singer, but I don't know why, when the word RBQ first appeared, it was immediately recognized by many people.

"Roll Becky. "Roll Bikie. "Roll Bikie. ”

……

The voice gradually drowned out Becky's call.

A trickle of streams converges into a sea.

Philip was also calling the name along with the rhythm.

There are more and more people, the sound is getting louder, and the rhythm is getting more and more uniform.

Philip's eyes slowly began to fill with a crimson color, the color of fanaticism, and he pulled out the short staff at his waist like the spectators in front of him, and used a small fluorescence technique.

The staff glows blue and shiny.

Wave in unison with the audience in the front row, the front row, and the front row.

“rbq！”

“rbq！”

“rbq！”

All the magicians present had red eyes, waved the glow sticks in their hands in a uniform rhythm, and shouted the singer's name feverishly like a religion, wishing that their enthusiasm would turn into substance and completely drown out the singer on the stage.

ps: The helmsman has added more to make up ~ (to be continued.) )