The first thing that was shown on the big screen was a black-and-white documentary about the birth of the first atomic bomb and the first hydrogen bomb revealed by the United States. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info (interested students go to see [Nuclear Explosion Divine Comedy Advent Three-dimensional] Explosion is art)

When the video began to play, the platform carrying Su Yuxi and Cheng Xiaoyu began to move towards the center of the water stage.

Einstein's image flashed on the screen, and three B29 bombers appeared on the big screen, throwing "little boys" to the roar of engines........ Instead of showing the "little boy" bombing in Hiroshima, the picture shifted to November 1, 1952, when the United States tested the world's first hydrogen bomb at Eniwetok Atoll in the Marshall Islands.

There was no sound at this moment, the world seemed to be muted by a giant remote control, and people all over the world who were watching the G20 party were stunned by Huaxia's arrangement to play such a video clip at the party.

The heads of state, including those in the guest seats, were extremely stunned.

At this moment, the earth seemed to stand still for a moment, even the rotation and revolution were stagnant, time solidified into a memory that could not be forgotten in this short moment, everyone who was watching the video, there seemed to be a huge nuclear explosion in the eyes and cranial cavity, and the ten thousand thoughts that flashed in everyone's brain in those few seconds all disappeared into nothing.

As a huge mushroom cloud rises into the sky, a terrifying nuclear explosion is ensued. (BGM "Aliez" [Nuclear Explosion Divine Comedy] Hiroyuki Sawano, Mizuki)

Cheng Xiaoyu's drum kit accompanied by mushroom clouds also exploded on the banks of the Huangpu River, and the huge double-bottomed drum echoed with the sound of the piano like raindrops, creating an atmosphere of urgency, sadness and anger.

Su Yuxi, who was wearing a black dress and had long silver hair, appeared in the spotlight sweeping through the air, holding the microphone in her hand, as if wielding a huge scythe, ruthlessly harvesting the souls of the audience, and everywhere the sound went, everything was burning.

And the cruelty in the picture continues, the war is to dedicate their hearts to the darkness, human beings are staggering and carefully holding a box of radioactive elements that are enough to destroy the world, energy fission jumps in the arms, and the intersection of every frightened eye will burst out with a strong light that shakes the heavens and the earth, and whether it is a building that lasts for thousands of years or a newborn child will be torn apart and shattered, human beings have invented weapons, started war, and put themselves on the edge of the cliff, facing the abyss.

决めつけばかり自惚れを着たチープなhokoriで音荒げても

棚に隠した哀れなshameに濡れた影の中

都合の伤だけひけらかして手軽な强さで胜取る法を

どれだけ磨いでも気はやつれるふらついた想法通りだ

In the video, the shadow of the Grim Reaper is mushroom-shaped, and it is projected into the city to become death and destruction, when in fact, each of us may be the outline of a certain part of the Grim Reaper. When war comes to us, each of us will hold a weapon and transform into a "hero" with a scythe held high, and then we will join hands and go to the end of our souls.

After the nuclear explosion, all the pictures of modern warfare reported in the news were cut, mainly focusing on the wars in Iraq and Libya, with planes, tanks, missiles and various weapons flashed, including a large American news newspaper with a huge headline that read "No weapons of mass destruction have been found in Iraq."

Seeing this scene, Omar on the stage was extremely embarrassed, this was Huaxia nakedly slapping him in the face.

Love-same-crier caresse-save-liar (love is like a crying person, soothing falsehood in caresses)

eid-saint-risinghell (redemptive faith then created hell)

Love してるgame世界のday (The world I love is like a game every day)

don\'t-raw-war (Please don't make war)

lie-soldier-war-world (deceive the soldiers, tell, we all live in war)

eyes-hate-war

a-zlooser-krankheit, wasisdas?

Strong drumbeats, angry chanting, mournful layouts, and cruel pictures constitute a three-dimensional picture that moves the whole world, Su Yuxi stands in front of a huge frequency screen, projected a huge black wing by three-dimensional projection, she sweeps over the city in war, where there are endless street and alley shootouts, countless bullets are static in the air, and then accelerate through the air, through the human body. Cars with machine guns chase through the desert, helicopters fly low over, rotors roll up huge waves of air, and shoot downward. The explosion of the incendiary bomb destroyed the ancient temple, the flames soared into the sky, and the stone statue that had existed for a thousand years was pushed to the ground.

In this world, there are all kinds of explosions, burning tanks and planes, torpedoes in the deep sea, running towards the battleship, the shadow of war always hangs over everyone's head, and finally the camera is transformed into the tearful eyes of children from all over the world.

Su Yuxi's cold and slightly angry voice spread all over the world at this moment, and she was shouting to the superiors on behalf of our generation of young people, "We hate war!"

The black wings symbolize death, and the pure and beautiful Su Yuxi is a projection of the good side of our human beings, we are the masters of this world, each of us is a close participant and witness of this world, the world is made up of us, and we are made up of tiny atoms, and those atoms are made by us into weapons to destroy the world.

Every smell we smell, every sight we see, every melody we admire, every cry and sigh that comes out of our lips is created by the atoms that swim in the air and in the darkest corners of our bodies.

When we eat food, the flesh of other creatures becomes a part of your body. When we were wounded, in a string of ancient atoms that once detonated the most gorgeous explosion in the universe, there were fragments of dying stars. When we excrete and die, we scatter the atomic echoes of lightning and volcanoes into the global cycle. And whenever we smile, the luster of our teeth hides the afterglow of radioactive fallout from nuclear tests on both sides of the Pacific during the Cold War.

This world is a ring, from the largest to the smallest, forming a ring-like chain that is difficult to detract.

Today, no country, no matter what thermonuclear separation it may have, can be called powerful in the sense of full independence. The great power is weak because it is useless in its power - too terrifying when used and too vicious after exploding. Small countries are weak, because they have always been weak, and now they must breathe foul air with the big ones.

Some praise nuclear weapons because they inhibit war on some level.

But in fact, the reason why a great war did not break out was because we had reached an equilibrium, not a balance of force, but a balance of terror.

Su Yuxi stood in front of the huge screen, and behind her was Cheng Xiaoyu, who was struggling to beat a fortress-like drum. For Su Yuxi, Cheng Xiaoyu is her wings, the driving force that supports her to fly at this moment, she has never felt like blood boiling, and at this moment, she feels like a meteorite falling down in the atmosphere, as if it is about to burn.

Cheng Xiaoyu's drumbeat was like a dense meteor shower, exploding in her ears one after another, she forgot that she was on the bank of the Huangpu River at the moment, forgot that she was in front of the heads of state of the 20 countries at the moment, and forgot that there were hundreds of millions of people around the world watching the live broadcast, it seemed that the world was really like in the video, it had been destroyed in the explosion, the brightly lit cities fell into darkness one by one, and the cities were destroyed, only she and Cheng Xiaoyu were still flying in the gray sky covered with gunsmoke.

"Although I hold the scythe of death in my hand, my brother has put on the holy garment of an angel. Su Yuxi, whose expression was cold and her voice was surging, thought.

. (To be continued.) )