As the lights slowly lit up, the melodious music sounded in the wide hall, like the gentle sound of the spring breeze mixed with some fragmentary dingdong sounds, crisp and with a strange rhythm, like the drizzle in the wind with a hint of late winter chill and coldness, which are perfectly intertwined and mixed with each other, and people can't help but be a little sober when they are intoxicated.

"Oh, what kind of tune is this? Haven't you heard it? Is it made by the guys from the drama club? This opening song immediately aroused the surprise of many students, some were sighing and some were asking.

"No kidding. Just those guys who can't even fiddle with the phantom arcane sequence? The music that I claimed to have made last time was actually an outside playwright who secretly paid for it, and then hired Mr. Basten to arrange it for them. Immediately, someone who knew the inside story came forward to break the news. "This is a new arrangement by Mr. West, brought to the academy by Ulysses' younger brother, Mr. West's disciple West. He's been Miss Ulysses' assistant for a long time, and listening to this music is really professional, like the one in the theater outside, isn't it?"

"Oh, I heard, it's the new Western boy, isn't it? It's hard to imagine that Miss Ulysses could have mixed Western blood....... to be honest, I'm really a little hard to accept, aren't those yellow-skinned and black-haired guys all the inferior races who survive in the slums by digging dung and doing chores? How can the lovely Miss Ulysses have their blood...... A chubby student showed a distressed expression and tone, as if he knew that the most beautiful flowers contained nourishment from filthy dung, and the fat on his face bounced back and forth, suddenly sad and angry, and suddenly painful.

Someone next to him immediately sneered at him in a disdainful tone: "This classmate, you are just a narrow view of the slums." If your family has a little bit of history, you will be able to hear about the origins of Westerners from the mouths of the older generation of mages. They also have a long history and civilization in the Western Continent, and even the Empire respects them, but after the war, no one supported them to make them what they are now. They look a little pitiful, but they are not really an inferior race, and they are not at all lowly subhumans like dwarven orcs. ”

Immediately, someone else added, "Ah, yes, my uncle said that Westerners on the West Coast are good at business, and there are some Artisans on Inclave's side who are Westerners. ”

"That's just merchants and hillbilly mages, well, for Miss Ulysses' sake I'll despise them a little less. The fat student waved his hand in disgust. "Hmph, don't pretend, if it weren't for Miss Ulysses' sake, you wouldn't know anything Westerner, would you?"

"Oh, that's right. Speaking of which, I really have to thank the guys in the Fernandez family. It wasn't for those guys trying to persecute Miss Ulysses, and she wouldn't reveal her true identity and end up performing in our academy. I heard that her younger brother West's enrollment was personally ordered by the chairman of the board of directors, and it seems that there is some kind of agreement with those Westerners......."

"Sounds like those Westerners are really capable......."

"Well, haven't you heard of that Western envoy corps? One of the chiefs of staff made a big fuss in the True Red Theater, how many years has no one dared to offend the True Red family like this?"

"Shh......h Stop arguing, Miss Ulysses is out!"+

In the dense and fine drum beat, Zhang Yili, who was dressed in a gorgeous costume, walked out under the convergence of lights, and her footsteps and postures had a special rhythm, which matched the drum beat. Of course, the drama team in this academy can't directly raise a group of professional musicians like professional theaters or big families, but uses small illusion magic circles to create all kinds of music, and the era of empires has created a lot of arcane techniques in terms of pleasure, and if they are really used well, the effect is far better than that of real music. This tune is composed by Zeng Wenyuan, of course, it is in accordance with her favorite and most accustomed rhythm and rhyme, this is the tacit understanding that the two have developed through many years of cooperation.

Zhang Yili opened his mouth and groaned softly, and his loud, crisp and extremely distant singing voice seemed to sound from the sky and went straight into his heart. As soon as she spoke, all the other voices in the theater suddenly fell silent, and even the music that had been praised just now made people feel no longer felt, as if they were wearing the clothes of a peerless beauty, and they would only be taken for granted as a part of the beauty.

In addition to her excellent talent, cultivating Shenzhou Martial Arts has also made her aura and voice reach unimaginable heights for ordinary people, and even those singers who quietly use arcane arts to transform their throats and chests are completely unable to control her singing voice so flexibly and flexibly. In the past two years, she has been able to make a name for herself in Oroyosta, she is not relying on some small trick to hide her identity and want to indulge, this opening shocked the audience, even those who have already heard her sing many times can't help but be completely immersed in it, and the students who were supposed to perform with her on the stage were also stunned, one or two opened their mouths but did not dare to make a sound.

In the background, Zeng Wenyuan, who was in control of the phantom sound sequence, frowned slightly. Even the most discerning musician could not find the slightest flaw in the song, but he could tell that something seemed to be missing from it. If he just dealt with the audience, this kind of singing performance was enough, but it was far from enough to complete the plan he envisioned.

"Sister Yuli, what's wrong, isn't that okay......." Zeng Wenyuan couldn't help but scratch his head, and a look of anxiety appeared on his face. He attaches great importance to today's performance, and spent much energy to re-polish the script and manipulate the music sequence by himself. "Am I in a hurry? should I let her practice more?"

Indeed, Zhang Yili, who is now standing on the stage, is indeed a little excited.

It's not because of the student actors around who are a little out of control, these teenagers and girls who can only be fans of the theater and play tickets will definitely not be able to keep up with her rhythm, this is expected for a long time, and the arrangement of the script has also noticed this, just arrange some difficult solo singing for other supporting roles, the main thing is to highlight her. It's just that Zhang Yili really can't lift his energy.

In the past, although she needed to hide and work hard, and every time she came down, it was exhausting, but she always enjoyed it. The mesmerized audience below is an affirmation of the talents of their brother and sister, and the large amount of remuneration can bring great help to the Shenzhou ethnic group in Oroyusta, and every bit of her hard work is of greater significance. But now they are standing here just to deal with these teenagers and girls according to their grandfather's orders, and the cousins who have no guesses and nothing to say seem to be hiding some secrets, and they seem to only have their own calculations, as if they don't care whether those Fernández family members will come to trouble again.

Zhang Jinli's singing voice was like a crystal thread thrown into the clouds slowly falling, and after a small singing segment, the student audience below suddenly woke up like a dream and burst into fierce applause.

Zhang Yanli looked at the audience below and smiled, with a slight bitterness and helplessness in his smile. According to her excellent singing voice and singing skills, she can still continue to sing without flaws, but it is impossible to be as fully committed as before, and even just enjoying the music itself is a little out of state.

At this time, she suddenly saw two people appear at the door of the hall in the distance, it was a stout man in a strange armor, and a tall and thin young man, both of whom were faces of Westerners rarely seen in this academy.

Zhang Jinli suddenly smiled. Originally, I was slightly hesitant and helpless in my heart, but when I saw these two people appear here, it completely disappeared.

The music starts again, and the second section begins. This paragraph is the heroine pouring out her complex feelings for her adoptive father, mixed with family affection, gratitude and a little hazy love, but Zhang Jinli did not look at the student actor with a fake beard, but smiled in the direction of the two people.

"....The time with you is like a mountain spring flowing slowly in the forest, reflecting the sunlight reflected in the branches and leaves, carrying the vitality and vitality of the earth......

The students in the audience were completely stunned again. The singing voice is as high as ever, agile and clear, like a dancing crystal elf. But compared with the previous one, there seems to be something more, this voice doesn't seem to be transmitted, but directly in everyone's heart, through all the thoughts, from the deepest part of the heart to pull out something, some people have been in tears unconsciously in the distraction.

In the background, Zeng Wenyuan, who was originally a little anxious, heard this song, and his face showed ecstasy after being stunned.

And at this time, outside the theater, the huge Millie Divine Emblem, which was purely a decoration, suddenly flashed a faint light. This bright light was fleeting, and no one noticed it, but Zeng Wenyuan in the background seemed to feel something, and the joy on his face suddenly evolved into ecstasy. He looked around to see that no one else was there, and then carefully pulled a scroll out of his bosom.

This scroll looks plain, at least it doesn't have the complicated patterns and unique aura unique to the law arcane scroll, it looks like it is just a five-six-ring high-level arcane scroll at most, but the light in Zeng Wenyuan's eyes when he stroked this scroll seemed to be looking at the world's largest and most magical treasure.

After a few seconds, he took a deep breath and put the scroll back away, the expression on his face gradually calming down, only the light in his eyes became more and more determined. Then he closed his eyes slightly, and completely immersed his mind in this beautiful singing.

"The singing voice of the niece of Yuli really deserves ....... sound of heaven. The aftermath lingered for three days, and it was probably nothing more than that. In the hall on the other side, this section of Zhang Jinli has just fallen. Feng Yinqiu also showed surprise on his face and sighed.

"That's it. Although the 'long river of one breath' I taught her is a foreign breath, the effect of strengthening the breath is also first-class. Her talent is also really good, if she is still on the rivers and lakes of Shenzhou, I may have to cultivate a famous chivalrous girl, and those children of the family will not step on the threshold of the Zhang family. landed on this European continent but can only be a singer, and it is really a pearl. The sword of benevolence on the side was triumphant, and said with regret.

"No, it's more than just pleasant," ....... Feng Yinqiu shook her head. He had also heard Zhang Jinli's singing before, but at this moment, there seemed to be a trace of extraordinary feeling in this voice, deep and smart, and it was actually a bit like the power of Shinto.

"It is said that a good song that really comes from the heart can move the gods of heaven and earth, and there is also a god of singing in the land of Europe, who must have been moved by Xiao Jinli. The sword of benevolence snapped and glanced around at the audience in front of him. "You see Xiao Yanli is singing to us, such a sincere singing, shouldn't you sing back a song of the past?"

"This is not a duet of Yunzhou people's mountain songs......"

Before the words of the wind yinqiu fell, the song of the sword of benevolence broke out: "The sun is out, hey, beaming, carrying the flat shoulder, going up the hill, oh yo......"

The students in the hall all shook violently when they heard this, and some even slipped straight from their seats and fell to the ground. Regardless of whether the song was in tune or not, the loudness of the voice was extremely amazing, as if a thunderclap had exploded directly in this hall, and the water glasses on the table in front of the seats were shaken, and several weaker students were almost fainted with fright.

In the background, Zeng Wenyuan, who was originally immersed in music with his eyes closed, was even more like a lightning strike, falling to the ground, and after finally getting up, his handsome face was already snow-white, and even the tip of his nose was bleeding. He looked left and right with horror on his face, trying to find out where the terrifying sound was coming from.

At this time, as soon as the singing of the Sword of Benevolence outside, the whole hall was noisy, some people shouted in horror, some people scolded angrily, and a few little girls were scared and cried, even Zhang Yili on the stage was stunned and helpless, and the music set behind the scenes was still played as usual according to the previous setting, but no one was in the mood to sing anymore.

"Haha, there are three in the front row and two in the back row, did Brother Feng see it?" In the face of the overwhelming accusations and scolding, the Sword of Benevolence didn't care, but said to Feng Yinqiu with a slight triumph.

"Well, it's still the invincible brother who has an idea, and he actually came up with this method to test it. Feng Yinqiu nodded.

Just now, the Sword of Benevolence opened its mouth to sing, and Feng Yinqiu couldn't help but be taken aback, but he immediately understood. The singing voice he roared out was clearly a sonic skill similar to a lion's roar, of course, this kind of road goods that favored the outer door were far less subtle than the infinite mysteries of the Zen Gate Dafa, but it was still more than outstanding for these students in this place. This huge sound containing internal force is not only a simple earthquake that scares people's ears with pain, but also directly shocks people's bodies, and people who lack qi and blood may even faint.

At first encounter, this kind of shocking sound hit, everyone's reaction here directly showed their physique and reaction quality, those ordinary students who were weak and timid and had never seen much wind and waves, naturally they were so shocked that they couldn't even stand on their feet, and Zhang Jinli didn't even move.

But among the students below, there were still a few people who immediately stabilized their bodies under the shock, a few hurriedly stretched out their hands to cover their ears and looked at this side with a look of vigilance, and two who were able to react under such a strong interference and use the low-ring arcane magic that isolated the sound, also looking towards this side with a wary face. This kind of physical fitness and reflexes are far higher than the level that these students who love opera should have.

"I don't know if it's the people from the Fernandez family, or those who assassinated Angelo's brothers?" Feng Yinqiu also swept his gaze and looked at these people. These were all young people in their teens or early twenties, and they were no different from ordinary students in appearance, and they were not sitting together, and if it weren't for the sword of benevolence suddenly using this method, there was really no way to distinguish them from them. "It's just that what should I do? This arcane academy has arcane sequence protection, and it's a bit troublesome not to use force at will. Do you want to complain to the chairman of the board of directors? These people can mingle with these students without hindrance, and they must have their own means of covering up, and maybe they are really students of this school on the surface. ”

"There are ways not to use force. And what exactly is the use of force, who can say this?" the Sword of Benevolence grinned. "Just try to see how deep the water is in this arcane sequence. It's just some tricks that have been set with rigid conditions, and if the troublemakers can find a way to exploit the loopholes, can they still stump us?"

PS: I lost all my bottoms in this World Cup, and I was in a very bad mood, and I couldn't move the code words. But I'll try my best, and I'll have to rely on this to pay off the bills.....