Chapter 70: The Starry Sky Is Not as Good as You 69: Rite of Passage 3

And this time, the one who broke into everyone's sight-

A stunning girl with long hair.

The heavy cape and suit are gone, and only the close-fitting white shirt and black trousers remain, outlining the beautiful figure.

Another burst of suffocation.

She met thousands of astonishing glances and only smiled nonchalantly.

A streak of blood smeared from the beautiful lips, and a voice completely different from the male voice escaped.

But it is also bewitched to the extreme.

But in an instant, people were dragged into the eerie dark world again.

And when the girl dances again with the node.

Straight long legs, slender waist, delicate collarbones......

Shaking under the lamp.

It's as fragile as it can easily break.

But she burst out with more force than in men's clothing.

The sound of high heels banging on the stage is crisp and dangerous.

Singing and dancing are intertwined.

In the midst of the intoxicating breath, the long hair flew over the girl's cheeks again and again, raising the charming arc of the corners of the lips.

The emotions of the people were also boiling to the top.

At this moment, countless screams finally burst out of the throat and tore the air fiercely!

"Ahh!!h

"Mo Shao is so handsome!"

"It's bent, sister, I love you!!"

……

The hustle and bustle shook the sky.

People suddenly got up, brandished glow sticks and lantern signs vigorously, forgot all the slogans of support, and could only instinctively vent their explosive emotions with messy screams.

Of course, on stage.

detonated everything, Yan Yu still laughed casually.

Despite the thrilling performances, he was always on the sidelines, watching everyone be mesmerized.

That is God's indifference.

Such a look has aroused people's chase and madness more and more.

The shouting suddenly rose an octave.

The sweat and heat continued to evaporate, completely igniting the huge venue.

And, it is burning more and more.

One stage after another unfolded continuously.

Except for a few seconds of changing clothes, the girl did not stop.

All open mic, all stepping on the point.

With her incredible physical strength, she will be presented in all the performances in the show.

Brought new amazements and screams again and again.

Until the people were almost hoarse, and another stage ended.

The lights dimmed again, and the maiden god disappeared with the lifting platform.

Moments later, the stage lit up, but there was no more prelude to the music.

There was a commotion in the audience, and in an instant, I saw the lifting platform suddenly pull up.

The stunning girl stood on it, had changed into a black dress, and beside her, there was a ...... Violin.

The audience fell silent.

Not......

On the stage, Yan Yuhuan swept her eyes, but the corners of her lips hooked a bright arc.

She took a step forward, approached Limai, and finally opened her mouth for the first time in this grand coming-of-age ceremony outside the performance.

"Thank you for coming."

The girl lord god chuckled and said meaningfully.

"Next...... It was my last performance. This time, I hope you can be quieter. ”

As the words fell, there was a cooperative response from the audience.

No one realizes the meaning of the phrase "final".

At this moment, they only looked at the girl on the stage with burning eyes, looking forward to it.

All eyes are on it, and the stars are in full bloom.

She put down the microphone, took the piano and bowed to the crowd before picking up the violin.

The lights are getting softer.

In the bright light, the girl raised her head slightly, stretched her arms, put the violin around her neck, and naturally took the posture of drawing the bow.

The slender neck hangs elegantly.

She lifted her eyes and showed her face again.

Under the costume, the beauty is more and more thrilling.

And then.

The sound of the piano poured out from under his hands, and through the standing microphones, it spread throughout the audience.

Beautiful, tranquil and ...... Mourning.

There was a moment of silence in the field.

Almost instantly, people fell into the musical world created by the main god of the girl.

The originally restless and intense feelings quickly faded away.

In the gentle notes, a different kind of sour mood came up.

For a moment, everyone could only look at her stunned.

The melodious sound of the piano continues to spread, and the lifting platform is gradually raised.

The brilliant white light spread out like ripples, slowly condensing.

Until the moment when the lift platform reaches the highest point.

When people raised their heads, they saw the girl playing quietly falling into the midst of the light, and a pair of transparent wings spread behind her.

Like an untouchable angel.

"Shen Mo - Happy Birthday!"

At that moment, I don't know who called out the first one first.

It's as if a switch has been flipped.

Blessing slogans sounded from the banquet, neat and orderly.

Until the sound of the piano ended, when Yan Wei put down the piano, the shouting had reached its peak.

And that moment.

An area of the stage began to fall suddenly.

In the next second, I saw another lifting platform slowly pulled up.

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PS. Yan Yan pulls Chopin's "Farewell Song".