Chapter 114: Uproar

Time passed, and the huge theater was silent, and although the audience was almost overlapping from last night's concert at the Halik Theater next door, the guys were nowhere near as noisy as last night, for two reasons.

First, this is the sacred place of the music mecca of Abbala, and it is said that only the best musicians on the sea are qualified to be on the stage, the Abala Theater, there is no doubt that the guys in the audience at this time are almost all avid music lovers, and they undoubtedly have great respect for this holy place.

The second reason, which is more important, is because tonight is a solo concert by Halik Serena, and now although the sea is chaotic, all kinds of vicious pirates emerge in an endless stream, the sea is not calm, and people's lives are not enough security, but for these well-to-do audiences, it is obvious that they have not been disturbed too much, and they can still pursue their favorite stars frantically.

"Tonight will be the most successful performance since the construction of the Abara Theater!"

At the entrance of the stage, the tall man had a cigar in his mouth, his eyes were incomparably arrogant, and he glanced at the audience in the darkness with a very satisfied smile on his face.

"President,"

The burly black-skinned man gently walked behind his boss and said respectfully, "It's almost time to start, the audience is already in place!" ”

"Hahahaha!"

The man named Khalik Olaf laughed, tears seemed to flow from the corners of his eyes, "There is no doubt about it, Dirac, after tonight, Serena will be the greatest musician on the sea, no,"

The man said, "She's going to be the greatest singer in the world!" ”

"Yes, no doubt, sir,"

The dark-skinned bodyguard named Dirac said.

"Yes, the greatest singer of the seas,"

Olaf's voice was low, "Kana, you're happy too, aren't you?" ”

"For our daughter, for your dreams?"

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"Ladies and gentlemen, please be quiet, oh, it seems that I don't need to say please be quiet, then, without further ado, the piano solo belonging to Miss Serena!"

The beautiful and moving host hurriedly stepped off the stage in a few words, even a little embarrassed, without showing her excellent hosting skills at all, there is no way, if she can't drag on time, then I'm afraid those crazy fans will tear her apart after the concert, compared to the much-anticipated queen of music, Miss Serena, this beautiful host is just a nasty time-dragging guy.

There was light, there was light, and the theater was built under the base of a huge sculpture, The Sound of Music, and no one knew why such a huge sculpture could be built on such a not very tall and solid mountain, just as no one understood that this sculpture had another purpose.

The theater is open-air, and although it looks simple, it is a place that is difficult to match in the world of theater.

The woman in a white gown sat gently in front of the piano in the center of the stage, gently placing her slender fingers on the keys.

It was at this time that a faint blue color fell from the sky, or rather, from the huge sculpture on which the open-air stage rested.

At some point, the huge sculpture began to shimmer with colorful light, faint, not conspicuous even in the night sky.

Only the blue halo was constantly dancing with the sound of music that gradually sounded, and the faint blue light was like substance, like a blue ribbon fluttering in the theater.

The light sound of the piano gradually drifted away, from the theater on the top of the hill towards the surrounding islands, towards the nearby seas, and strangely enough, whether it was as far as the sea near the island, or close enough to listen to the theater, the sound heard was the same, whether it was the volume or timbre, there was no difference in the slightest.

Intoxicated, this is the unified expression of everyone in the audience, like the expression of knocking the medicine, like the expression of experiencing the most beautiful dream in the world, such a piano sound can't help but let them not be intoxicated.

What a wonderful scene!

"Hey, hey, what's going on?"

Vlad, who was standing at the entrance of the stage, said in surprise, with several men in black suits at his feet, their eyes white, obviously unconscious, "What is this sculpture?" ”

"This sculpture, The Sound of Music, is the most famous sculpture on the sea, and that's why!"

The chef exclaimed.

As for the maid, she was completely immersed in the sound of beautiful music and couldn't help herself.

"How?"

Vlad asked.

"The sound of heaven!"

The chef affirmed.

"How does it compare to last night's show?"

Vlad asked.

"A world of difference!"

The chef said categorically: "I feel the presence of the heart in the sound of Miss Serena's piano, which is far more prominent than the sound of the piano!" ”

"Uhahahaha!"

Vlad laughed and didn't speak.

The sound of the piano died down, the blue light faded, and darkness and silence once again enveloped the theater.

"Whew~Whew~" The voice of the woman, who was breathing a little short but unusually beautiful, seemed to be a little nervous.

"Thank you all for your continued support,"

Everyone knew that the woman who was talking now could only be the existence that they and others had been chasing, the dazzling Miss Serena, so everyone didn't speak, "Thank you very much!" ”

"I've always wanted to tell you something, but I've never had the courage, but today I met a guy who said—"

"So, please listen to another song, and when you're done—"

The sound sounded like the clearest mountain spring water, there was no accompaniment, no lights, and the audience in the audience only saw a faint shadow on the stage, and without the slightest doubt, this person was Miss Serena.

There are no exceptions, such a beautiful singing voice is impossible for anyone to imitate, just like a voice from heaven, although it sounds very ominous, but in fact, such a voice is like a chant from the divine envoy from heaven, with the power of real cleansing people's hearts, and in an instant the audience fell into an incomparable wonderful enjoyment.

The singing gradually became high, and the mountain spring finally merged into the sea, bringing brilliant waves, obviously a light female voice but with a passionate and exhilarating power.

"Brush!"

The light appeared, and compared to the faint blue halo before, the bright light that appeared now was indeed able to illuminate everything on the stage.

The singing continues, and the heart-piercing singing still wafts through the theater.

However, even the most immersed in the beautiful singing voice of the audience noticed that something was wrong.

"That's, who's that?"

"Who's that guy on stage?"

"Who's the one who is singing!!

Standing on the stage and singing is not Serena as the audience thinks, but another beautiful woman she doesn't know.

"Miss, if that makes you happy—"

The woman on stage thought so.