Chapter 32: The Silver Storm
What an earth-shattering voice!
Xiao Feng, who was knocked to the ground and raised his corpse, suddenly appeared in front of a black figure, standing in the black and white world, blurry and clear.
It seemed to be raining again, and the man was running in the rain, followed by a group of people.
Then, background music sounded......
"Fly – swim in space, dive around the moon to the earth;
Frightened to the point that I want to keep it forever, my head keeps looking for an exit;
Soak in a hot spring in Mercury, and your consciousness flies farther and farther;
Venus is flying a wave of sound and freely shuttling above the bass!"
"Ahh
This familiar singing, this dynamic rhythm, and this memorable lyrics! Xiaofeng's eyes were full of tears.
Yes, this is a song that is hidden in the bottom of my heart, but I never really forget. It's so moving, it's so shaking...... In this turbulent and courageous era, its existence is gradually fading and being forgotten......
It's just that......
Xiao Feng smiled slightly and said:
"The sound wave, too strong, not shaking, will be knocked to the ground. ”
It's just that even if you don't usually think about it, what has been imprinted in your heart will not be easily forgotten.
"Sound waves. ”
Because you may suddenly think of an occasion, or a sound, a picture.
"It's too strong. ”
Then you will find that the touches that these have brought to you can still be felt again the moment you think of them.
"No, it's not shaking. ”
In your hands, you have been holding the paper airplane carrying your dreams, and you have made an agreement with them.
“...... will be knocked to the ground. ”
A tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and the prodigal son in the wind remembered the youth who was saying goodbye to him......
Xiaofeng choked up and sang a song.
"Pull away from your body and let yourself go!"
"Uh-uh!"
"Gravity can't hold you!"
"If you flow with the waves, you will flow with the waves......"
After singing, Xiaofeng sighed, and finally lay quietly on the ground, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, silently shedding tears.
The ten-step bell who shouted the ghost was stunned, and the ten-step bell in front of him didn't know when to turn around, and they also looked stunned.
"What are you doing?" a ten-step bell asked the soul.
Xiao Feng didn't have a superstar frame, snorted violently, and replied in a thick nasal voice:
"The number of words in the water. ”
"What?"
"What is she talking about?"
"Water?"
The ten-step bells whispered, but only the ten-step bells beside Xiaofeng still maintained a stunned expression.
Xiaofeng's mood is heavy at the moment, and she is still choking up and down her throat with the sadness of time, but the people around her don't know why, and they have never had the same mood as her.
Xiao Feng sighed and opened his mouth to answer the doubts of the voters, but the tremor could still be heard in his voice.
She said: "Here, this world, in my eyes, is like a fantasy novel of cultivating immortals, according to the set urine nature, I should be the protagonist, right? Let's assume it first, then in this case, as the protagonist, I need to take on the main part of supporting this novel." ”
"So what's the main part? Plot? No, word count. ”
"Because the number of words every day is not enough, if you can't meet the requirements, you will be locked up in a small black room. And if it's locked up, or there's no follow-up at all, it's the protagonist's responsibility. Because whether it is admiration or abuse, what will be the ending of this novel, and the author really won't stay up all night and die suddenly? These are the responsibilities of the protagonist. ”
"In order for everything to develop in a good direction, in order to be able to successfully complete this novel, for the sake of the author's hair, what the protagonist should do is water, in short, a few thousand words of water first, when there is no plot development. ”
"You must not understand what I say, but so what? I am the main character, I am counting words, I am doing what I have to do, I am making a decisive blow to the fate of the world as a whole. ”
"In order for all this to be better, in order to be able to go on, in order to ......"
"The person who gave us life, in order to let him not think about it for the time being, to finish the day's work without thinking, in order to let him rest and sleep early, this is what I should do. ”
"So, can you understand me a little bit? just a few readers?"
Xiao Feng looked at the sky, her eyes were full of gentle brilliance, and the righteousness in her heart seemed to have given her a bonus......
Smack.
A drop of something landed on her face.
Xiaofeng stretched out his hand and touched it, raised it to his eyes and looked at it.
"......" Xiaofeng was silent.
The ten-step bells didn't dare to speak, and the atmosphere suddenly dropped to zero.
White, bird......
Xiaofeng put down her hand, there was still a little bit left on her face, she didn't care about it anymore, and still lay on the ground with a calm face.
"The world is unpredictable. ”
Xiaofeng seemed to grow up rapidly at this moment.
She is no longer the seven-year-old child she is, nor is she the fourteen-year-old junior high school student anymore.
She's a button cobalt...... It is a horn wilderness, a prodigal son in the wind, a wind that is not afraid of the bumpy and rugged road of life, full of hardships and obstacles!
Such a wind! yes! no! care! bird!!
"I rely on you to come down!! come down and fight to the death with Lao Tzu!! you defecate everywhere, Lao Tzu wants to declare war on you on behalf of all the people who have been persecuted by your behavior!!
"Don't you dare to do it just now?!! you have the ability to pull it again you have the ability to defecate anywhere, you have the ability to come down! Don't think I don't know which tree you're on! Come down!!"
The little wind has broken down, completely.
The ten-step bells looked at the child who was pointing to a tree and thundering, and there was a wave of horror in their eyes!
They all consciously moved closer to the center, except for the one closest to Xiaofeng and more frightened, the other ten steps of the bell were already tightly huddled together.
They looked at each other, and each of them learned to speak at this point, and their eyes "said" together:
"It's scary!"
The only one who had been abandoned by the organization, Shibu Ling, was already frightened and stupid, his legs were as weak as mud and could not move, and he collapsed as soon as he stood up.
As the center of the storm, he felt the anger of the "water protagonist" so closely, which can really be described as a "life experience"!
If he can survive this storm, he should be able to talk about this experience for a long time, and when it comes to the wilderness!
But if you still have that life......
There was a slight noise behind a bush not far from the storm.
In the gap between the branches and leaves, a pair of golden eyes stared widely.
“......”
"Awesome!" both voices rang out at the same time.