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While singing, he unbuttoned the purple cloak behind his back, and the staff in the audience used a machine that could blow the wind to the back.

The cheering lights in the audience flashed even more.

The background music was a light piano accompaniment, and it wasn't long before I walked to the front of the stage and sang along with the music:

"It's funny how some distance

Makes everything seem small

And the fears that once controlled me

Can't get to me at all"

I took a few steps forward, descended a few steps, and then opened my arms to interact with the audience on both sides, and then quickly ran to the stage in front of me.

"It's time to see what I can do

To test the limits and break through

No right no wrong no rules for me

I'm free

Let it go let it go

I am one with the wind and sky

Let it go let it go

You'll never see me cry"

Walking towards the stage on the right, the screams grew louder.

When he turned around, he saw Qianxi next to the stage, he was looking at himself, with that calm look, wearing the costume of the show just now, the headset had not been removed, he was so calm and calm on the surface, in fact, it was very incredible in his heart.

Qianxi's expression remained in her impression, and she turned around, and Fei Yan continued to perform on stage.

Here I stand

And here I'll stay

Let the storm rage on"

Walking to the middle, Fei Yan lifted her skirt to the left, and kicked her right foot on the floor of the stage, for a moment, Fei Yan's feet stayed around the floor, unfolding like a flower, just the big snowflakes (the edges are a little purple, and they gradually turn blue when you look inside), it is enough to surprise everyone present, the flash is aimed at Fei Yan, and the cameraman who controls the live broadcast camera wittily adjusts the camera to the top of the stage, and the whole snowflake is photographed, and Fei Yan is in the middle, and only the black hair is photographed when standing.

After singing, there is a violin accompaniment, and I am in place, close my eyes, open my hands, and slowly turn in circles.

It didn't take long for me to sing again:

"My power flurries through the air into the ground

My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around

And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast

I'm never going back the past is in the past."

The palm of his right hand is facing the ground, and he turns steadily in place, and the whole snowflake has become lilac (you can take a look at the purple color spectrum design), and then put his hands up, and the color on the snowflake quickly recedes to the edge, and then many blue points of light emerge from the edge, and when the light points fall, his clothes have been changed into the blue dress with hips.

"Let it go let it go

And I'll rise like the break of dawn

Let it go let it go

That perfect girl is gone

Here I stand

In the light of day

Let the storm rage on

The cold never bothered me anyway "

He put down his coiled hair with his left hand, draped the braid over his left shoulder, and then spread his hands, and white points of light appeared around him, and small snowflakes fell on his head, bits and pieces, these small snowflakes naturally have no temperature, because they are all conjured by magic, and they will disappear by themselves after falling to the ground.

The snowflakes were gone, and I walked back. While walking back, the blue behind the back has a pattern on it, and a somewhat transparent cloak is formed, and the fans on the side must have recorded it.

I stood in front of the stage, and the staff still used a blowing machine to blow up their cloaks in front of the stage, and the cloaks were a little long, although they did not leave the ground, but most of them floated up.

After singing the last line, he pulled the cloak behind his back with his right hand, and at the same time turned around, and the cloak came to a domineering finish in the air.

He stepped down from the stage, and Mr. He continued to preside over it.

I walked backstage and rested in the waiting room, despite everyone's surprised eyes.

What kind of sensation will be tomorrow, I don't know. Let it be, it will pass.