Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Drama of Stringing

"This kind of popularity is really hot. "www.biquge.info Looking at the girl standing on the stage at this time, she seemed to be exuding a flickering light, and the strong sense of presence instantly focused everyone's attention on her, listening to the cheers of the audience in her ears, Xia Ye's eyes showed a little exclamation.

After all, she is a world-class singer, and she is one of the few stars who have popularity at home and abroad in the current situation of serious entertainment restrictions at home and abroad. The judges are out, and it looks like the competition is about to start. ”

Hearing Xia Ye's slightly emotional words, Xia Wenxiu withdrew his gaze from the stage and glanced at him and said. As he spoke, the singing in his ears gradually ended, and several judges on the stage entered the judges' seat after greeting each other, and the real competition was about to begin.

"Several judges are already seated, and the next step is to move on to the real competition. Of the 20 teams that have been shortlisted for the semi-finals, which of the eight teams will be lucky enough to make it to the semi-finals? Applause welcomes. ”

After a period of interaction, several popular judges all entered their judges' seats, leaving only An An as the host on the stage. After a period of self-teasing, An An finally began to introduce the topic into today's main topic and began to invite the first group to perform.

As the host An An finished the curtain and left the stage, the originally bright stage instantly fell into darkness, and then a little light projected down, revealing several girls on the stage, and this group of starlight girls began their own performance.

It was able to stand out among thousands of combinations across the country, and the 20 combinations participating in the semi-finals were all very good. At least that's what Summer Night thinks after seeing the performances of the first few combinations.

However, no matter how good these combinations are, Summer Night is still full of expectations and confidence for the muse girls. Because although the first few combinations performed well, they did not stand out in particular until the fifth combination came on the court.

And the fifth combination of this team on the field is an acquaintance who has something to do with Xia Ye, the north-south combination composed of Luo Tianyi and Le Zhengya. Speaking of which, although I have known these two girls, and after a few days of getting along, I have gradually become familiar with them, but this is the first time I have enjoyed the performance of these two girls on a summer night.

And Luo Tianyi and Le Zhengya's performances made Xia Ye feel deeply moved for the first time. Unlike the lively, anticipatory and hopeful feeling that Muse gives to the summer night, and the feeling of air pressure in Hatsune Miku before, the performance of the North and South group is soft but vivid, as if moisturizing things silently vibrates your heart.

"The dance has followed, although there is no regret after nine deaths, the bell rings crisply, I take you to look forward to the god flying, in a moment, it has been half a hundred years old. ”

With the appearance of the fifth group of north-south combinations, behind the pitch-black stage, scroll-like pictures lit up on the screen, and in front of this picture, Luo Tianyi gently sang this slightly sad song.

"I am already the back of the crane's hair, you are still charming, I am ragged and delicate, I am dependent on each other and drifting a few times, I am helpless, I have not made you more beautiful. Luo Tianyi's slightly reminiscing voice ended, and Le Zhengya's voice with a strong helpless emotion sounded.

With the alternation of the voices of the two, the picture behind the stage also began to change slowly, and a teenager who originally liked puppet shows gradually grew up and began to become a puppeteer wandering around, taking his favorite puppet puppet to travel all over the world.

"It was I who was ambiguous back then, provoking you to make up and swallow tears, now I miss who is dancing with beautiful sleeves, the past and the present are misunderstood, the next life is willing to be dominated by you, I hope the world will give me a chance, arm in hand, life and death go hand in hand, three feet of red cotton, the beauty has been slight, life is like a dream and now is drunk, as a bow into the ashes, regret and lament who, the decline of livelihood. ”

Le Zhengya's helpless voice ended, and then the two sang together, while continuing to tell the sad and helpless story through this sad song. As the singing of the two began to echo on the stage, the audience fell silent, and everyone seemed to be brought into that world by their singing.

As if experiencing it personally, in the emotional singing of the North and South group, the story scrolls are presented in front of all the audience like real pictures. What everyone sees and hears is no longer a simple story, not a simple song. But I really witnessed such a story with my own eyes.

The boy who loves puppet shows has gradually grown up, and his love for puppet shows has not diminished in the slightest, and his love for puppets in his hands has not changed. But as the years passed, the boy gradually grew up, became a young man, entered middle age, and finally his face was full of wrinkles, and he became an old man who was about to die.

The time of his life came to the end in such a short time, and when he recalled his life of achieving nothing, the old man found that he had nothing but the puppet in his hand. No home, no companions, nothing in life, nothing left.

In a ruined temple, quietly telling his story to a stranger he met by chance, the more the old man thought about it, the more he regretted it, so in this chagrin and regret, he threw the puppet in his arms directly into the fire in a fit of anger.

My whole life has been delayed by this puppet. In the end, there is nothing, it is all harmed by this puppet, what is the use of this puppet, it is better to burn it to make the flames stronger, so that you can spend the night of heavy snow and wind.

Just when the puppet in the old man's hand was thrown into the fire by the old man's own hands, the puppet seemed to be alive, and stood up in the fire without anyone controlling it.

The puppet's face still bowed slightly to the old man with the same soft smile as usual, expressing gratitude for being taken care of, and then danced in the flames and offered the old man a final dance until it was burned to ashes by the flames.

Looking at the puppets on the fire, which turned into charcoal ash at the end of the dance, the old man cried bitterly. His heart was filled with deep regret, lamenting, his body was indeed warm, but his heart was also lonely, this loneliness was more thorough than the heavy snow in winter.

The next day, the old man, who had lost the company of the puppet, left the ruined temple where he was temporarily resting and embarked on the last journey alone.

With the end of the singing of the North and South groups, the screen behind the stage showed the lonely back of the old man leaving alone, and a thick sadness enveloped the entire gymnasium, and everyone was immersed in this sad story and could not extricate themselves, and the sobbing sound from the audience could be faintly heard.

"This group is very strong, how do you feel?" Hatsune Miku's eyes flickered with a long breath, and he tilted his head slightly to prevent tears from flowing, and asked softly to the judges around him.