Chapter Seventy-One: Grizzled
The old man was a famous master of music and an authority on musicals.
He, angry.
threw his cane onto the stage, and then angrily reprimanded:
"You guys, don't give me a little musical!"
In this way, as if he was still angry, he rushed onto the stage in three steps and two steps, and grabbed Jorian's ears and said:
"The performance is great, and the music and singing are world-class, so can you young imps be serious!"
"Don't waste this rare talent on me!"
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The master picked up the crutches on the ground and chased Jorian all the way from one side of the stage to the other.
Jorian is a knight.
The knight's dogma told him to respect the old and love the young, but also to be humble enough to accept criticism, and at the same time to help friends as much as possible.
So Jorian, while enduring the beating, picked up the microphone and explained to the crowd:
"Guys, this is a temporary show...... Oops! We'll improve, please give us a chance! β
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Looking at this scene on the stage, the people in the theater couldn't help but look at each other.
After a while, they burst out laughing.
They didn't even know what was going on, they just thought it was funny.
Impromptu performances, asynchronous stages with music and pictures, frenzied masters, and fledgling announcers......
These scenes are mixed together, forming a chaotic farce, and also evoking ordinary happiness.
Therefore, whether it is the nobles, the commoners, and the musicians, they can't help but laugh out loud.
"Hahaha!"
Jorian couldn't help but laugh when he saw that everyone was happy.
Of course, the master's crutches couldn't hurt him, just now he was just taking care of the elderly.
It's just that Jorian is also very strange, obviously this show is not exciting, why is the audience so happy?
"Because that's the music, little ghost!"
The master withdrew his hand, clubbed his cane on the ground, and turned to look down at the stage.
He said slowly:
"Whether it is a nobleman or a commoner, whether it is a high or low status, or there is a difference in taste."
"The sound that anyone hears in their ears is the same."
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Hearing this, Jorian thought of Fuji Tiger.
"Isn't the deaf man ......?"
Click!
The master's head was bruised, and another crutch beckoned him.
"The old man is talking about 'emotion', and it is the 'emotion' brought by music!"
"The stinky little ghost who doesn't understand the amorous feelings, the angry old man!"
When the master saw that the curtain was gradually falling, he walked off the stage with a curse, and at the end he turned back and added.
"Tell the little girl who sings that it's really a great singing voice......
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Under the curtain.
Background.
Jorian finally breathed a sigh of relief and let out a long sigh, "Whew......"
Looking to the side, the rest of the government agents were planted upside down in the ground, and the head of the explosion was dug up by Lindsay.
Klockdahl, Robin, Vine Tiger, Gordon, Shanks, Uta and others arrived one after another.
The crowd met here without a hitch.
Klockdahl took the blast head from Lindsay's hand and shook it vigorously to wake him up.
"Hehehehehe......"
He has long been full of resentment, and now he has finally found the right person to vent.
"Hey!"
"It's caused me so much trouble, don't think about dying easily!"
Klockdahl has another plan.
The spy leader in front of him must know more government secrets, and he has to find a way to pry them all out of his mouth!
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Exploding head drooped his eyelids and stared at Klockdahl.
"Heh, [Sand Crocodile]."
"I already knew that you pirates couldn't be trusted, but I'm just a tool, how can I stop the establishment of the system of the Seven Martial Seas?"
"And ......"
His eyes turned, and the explosive head stared at Robin not far away.
"Nicole Robin, O'Hara's survivor, you're here."
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Hearing this, Robin's face was gloomy and he said, "You don't deserve to mention that name!" β
"Really?"
The exploding head took a few breaths, and said in a hoarse voice: "O'Hara's thieves interpret history privately, they are innocent of death!" β
Robin was suddenly angry, "You! β
"Am I not right?"
The exploding head used all his strength and angrily reprimanded: "If they are just farming in peace, how can the world government launch the Demon Slaying Order!" β
"If they have violated the laws of the World Government in the first place, they will be punished!"
"Ahem......"
The exploding head said this and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood in his mouth.
Evan Lindsay's strength is exaggerated to the point of horror, and even though he is protected by armed domineering, many bones have been smashed alive.
ββ¦β¦ Feed? β
The blast head looked at Evan Lindsey on the other side.
This [demon] of unknown origin always likes to say something that is not there, but now it is silent, which makes the exploding head a little disliked.
"Say something, won't you contradict me?"
"Nope."
Lindsay shook his head and spread his hands, "Since you all believe that the world government is right, then O'Hara is naturally wrong. β
"You've taken your position, how can I refute you?"
"In your opinion, all opinions that are contrary to your position are already wrong."
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The exploding head's face suddenly turned strange.
He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say anything.
Maybe Evan Lindsay's sentence is very right -
He has long been on the side of the world government, and he has the answer in his heart, and the rest of his thoughts are naturally wrong in his eyes.
The blast head is not intended to change this.
He suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief and muttered:
"I've been lurking in Eleguia for a long time, so I've done a lot of back-ups, including this big theater."
"I planted bombs all over the interior of the theater and they would detonate automatically if I died."
"'You're all going to have to bury me!' - I was meant to say that. β
The exploding head smiled helplessly.
"Forget it."
"You must have a solution, right?"
"I'm really unwilling......"
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The head of the exploding head tilted, and it was lifeless.
Seeing this, Klockdahl turned around and sneered.
"Oh, bomb!"
"Heh......"
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Boom Boom Boom Boom ......
Rumble!
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After the violent explosion, all that remained of the theater was ruins.
But to the surprise of the people in the neighborhood, such a huge power did not affect the surrounding streets.
There seems to be an unknown force blocking the shockwave.
And then, the ground turned upside down, and everyone in the theater was immediately "spit out".
Everyone was disgraced, but no one was hurt.
"This ......"
"Fa, what's going on?"
"Was it an explosion?"
"It doesn't seem right, why are we okay?"
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What limits the power of the explosion is the gravity of the Fuji Tiger.
And what lifted everyone from the ruins to the ground was the power of the earth in the form of the earth.
As the exploding head said.
For this group of people, it is indeed difficult to imagine any "desperate situation" that can bother them.
But looking at the large theater, which had been reduced to ruins, Gordon couldn't help but feel sad.
"The venue was destroyed, and the last concert of the festival was prepared in vain......"
"Yes."
Uta nodded, but his face had darkened.
She has been preparing for this concert for a long time, and now that everything is ruined, she will naturally be very sad.
But just then, a large hand reached over and rubbed Uta's head.
"I don't think so!"
Shanks opened his mouth and grinned, "Isn't the singer here!" β
"This ......"
Gordon was sad for the Grand Theater, but he also understood what Shanks meant, and turned to look at the dazed audience.
Those people, whether they are nobles or commoners, and even ordinary people who can't touch the music masters on a daily basis, are all disgraced.
"Looks like everyone is the same!"
Lindsay stepped forward and patted Gordon on the shoulder, laughing out loud.
"Everyoneβ"
Lindsay bowed slightly to the audience, then opened her arms and said in a loud voice:
"This year's last concert of Eleguia will be an open-air venue, so stay tuned!"
"Hah!"
As soon as the words fell, the old master raised the cane in his hand.
He said loudly: "Stinky little ghost, you have to prepare well this time!" β
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Lindsay suddenly grinned:
"Definitely!"
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(End of chapter)