When the sun rises in the middle of the sky, the enthronement ceremony officially begins.

The whole celebration has been full of dinosaurs, everyone is looking forward to the official start of the ceremony, are talking about this rare leader enthronement ceremony, for many red-haired dinosaurs, such a ceremony is the first time to see, plus it is rare to have such a party, so the following noise is endless, the whole celebration seems extremely noisy.

The dice trotted to the stage, calmed down a little, and then said:

"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet. ”

The voices in front were low, but the noise behind them did not stop.

So the dice continued to say loudly:

"Be quiet, everyone, be quiet. ”

The celebration gradually quieted down, but there was still a whisper of talking behind it, and the dice announced the official start of the celebration, and the cheers below immediately thundered, and after a few minutes, the dice waved his paws, and the cheers gradually stopped.

"First of all, please ask the beautiful Miss Vermilion to sing a "Forest Serenade" to cheer everyone up for the ceremony, and please cheer up. ”

Some of the red-haired dinosaurs below have seen the red sister of Zhu Dinghong, so they naturally stretched out their two front paws and kept bulging, and at the same time cheered with "whooping" in their mouths.

If you don't know Zhu Dinghong's sister, you want to ask the red-haired dinosaurs around you about Zhu Dinghong's dragon, but the cheers have long covered the other sounds, how can the sound of talking be transmitted? Later, whether they saw it or not, they puffed out their claws together.

Sister Zhu Dinghong slowly walked to the stage in the sound of the red-haired drums and claws, and the red-haired dinosaur under the stage saw such a beautiful girl. The cheers were even higher and higher.

Sister Vermilion bowed down, and the thousands of red-haired dinosaurs below immediately lost their voices, as if they wanted to expel any sound except Sister Vermilion from this world, and whoever was around was breathing a little louder, or who accidentally coughed or sneezed and farted, the red-haired dinosaurs around him would frown, or slanted at you with their eyes, making you suddenly feel that you were heinous and heinous.

The little red on the top of Zhu Dinghong's sister's head is even more red and cute under the sun, and it seems to attract everyone's attention more than the tail hair. Most of the thousands of red-haired dinosaurs in the audience will see the red sister from the top of their heads to the soles of their feet. From the front to the back, and this action seems to be repeated constantly, how many times, probably they themselves are not very clear. In a word. Every time you look at it. There will be new discoveries, new feelings.

When Sister Zhu Dinghong sang the song, many red-haired dinosaurs are not clear. Vermilion's beautiful face had filled their brains, and a little more might be overflowing.

When everyone realized that Sister Zhu Dinghong was singing, the song had already entered the climax, the wind suddenly stopped, there was no other sound in the forest, the cicada that disturbed the dragon stopped singing at some point, and several winged dragons passing by were flapping their wings in the air and refused to move forward, one forgot to flap its wings, fell straight from the air, and almost fell to the ground, just at the moment when it was about to land, it reacted and flapped its wings a few times fiercely, so that there was no danger.

Sister Vermilion's singing stopped abruptly, but the aftermath did not disappear in everyone's ears, everyone's ears and minds seemed to be full of Sister Vermilion's singing, the original beautiful face did not know when it was driven away by her beautiful singing, at this time, there seemed to be nothing else except music, as if the whole world was also composed of another note.

Sister Zhu Dinghong bowed down, but there was no reaction below, when Sister Zhu Dinghong turned around and walked to the stage, one foot had already stepped up the steps down, a red horse dinosaur woke up, and couldn't help shouting:

"One more, one more"

After speaking, he slapped his paws vigorously, and rhythmically said "quack, quack, quack".

Many of the red-haired dinosaurs also gradually woke up, and they followed the shouts and claws of the first red-haired dinosaur:

"One more ......" quack, quack, quack.

"One more ......" quack, quack, quack.

......

Soon, all the red-haired dinosaurs in the audience shouted and puffed out their claws.

The audience suddenly became lively.

Sister Zhu Dinghong didn't expect this, what she originally prepared was a song, of course, the songs in her mind are innumerable, I once asked her, and she replied:

"Probably as many tail hairs. ”

I can't count the number of tail hairs, maybe only the dice can be counted clearly, many red-haired dinosaurs are not very clear about the number of more than three, four and four hundred they can't tell the difference.

"That's a lot. I complimented.

"I mean, all the tail hairs of the Red Horse dinosaurs add up, maybe about the same. Sister Zhu Dinghong said with a smile.

"You don't make drafts. I laughed and said that I deliberately didn't say the word "bragging".

"Actually, there are no numbers," Sister Zhu Dinghong said, "The environment is different, the mood is different, and the songs sung are naturally different, you say it's the same song, but I think it's completely two songs, and the environment and mood change at any time, so even if it's a song, it can be regarded as tens of thousands of songs." ”

I think Sister Zhu Dinghong is not only reasonable, but also philosophical.

"And the song that is improvised and sung, there is no song in my head, but when I sing it, it becomes a song, like a spider and a silkworm baby, they don't have silk in their stomachs, but when they spit it out, they become silk. ”

I clearly heard that she deliberately cocked her tongue out of the word "silk", maybe she did it on purpose.

Because, I saw that her eyes were confused, and her thoughts may have already crossed thousands of rivers and mountains and flown to the country of Java.

In this way, it can be said that there are countless songs in the mind, or it can be said that there are no songs at all, and the songs do not exist in the first place, but they become songs after they come out of their mouths.

I gradually admired Sister Zhu Dinghong, a milky little hairy girl who has not dried up has such a high realm, which is enough to impress me. (Note, there are some words that I don't know what's going on, they pop up on their own, especially if this milky smell hasn't dried up and I really don't know the meaning, so I just copied it.) ）

The shouts and the sound of drums and claws below woke me up from my contemplation, and Sister Zhu Dinghong had to stop, she looked at the dice, and the dice nodded to her, she knew the meaning of the white child, and she could sing another song for everyone, and it would not affect the progress of the ceremony. (To be continued......)