novelaction Chapter 170 "I am the fierce wind under the sky, always chasing freedom!"
Chapter 170 "I am the fierce wind under the sky, always chasing freedom!"
The physical training show ended amid cheers from the audience.
Nian Tujin went backstage and high-fived Nian Jingliu who was about to go on stage:
"Nian Jingliu, it's up to you!"
"Sister, look at this!"
Nian Jingliu tapped his forehead with two fingers and winked in a cool way.
The background light screen slowly unfolds——
The Milky Way is vast.
The picture enlarged, as if traveling through time and space, and then the picture froze again, turning into the starry sky above.
In the dim light of the starry sky, the sound of the piano glided, and a hoarse but clear male voice sounded:
"Holding the Milky Way and looking up at the starry sky
Bionics for the stars - Mayfly dust
The universe is the end, in the void
......"
In the endless vast universe, a space flight capsule is as tiny as a mayfly, drifting with nowhere to rely on.
Loneliness is overwhelming.
The young man sat in front of the microphone and plucked the strings lightly.
"We are all drifting ephemera,
Finding rivers in the vast wilderness;
A moment's time
How is it possible?
"Oh~oh~"
The young man's voice was slightly hoarse, his brows drooped slightly, and the deep sadness and despair in the story penetrated into his heart.
We are but mayflies in the universe.
If a speck of dust falls from the universe, it will be a disaster for us.
We fly to an unknown world with beautiful fantasies in our hearts, wanting to find the stars, but we find that it is ultimately illusory.
There is no way forward, no way back, and I am in the void.
“The God of creation is also asking
Is the blue that carries it an illusion or reality?
The burning soul is not dust..."
The slightly hoarse voice rose, and a clear power penetrated the haze!
“We are all in a fantasy universe
Carve the burning soul into an ark;
The eternal heritage of the times
How is it not enough?
Oh—"
The music is loud and the male voice is ignited!
Look at the dark night of the vast universe, countless persevering souls are burning and turning into a ladder to heaven brighter than the stars!
Countless tiny dust particles emit light, connecting the hope of life.
Those are the footsteps of exploration by countless generations.
On the light screen, the business cards of those who have been exploring ways to save the world and explore a new home in the universe since the Age of Natural Disasters flashed by one by one.
"We are all drifting mayflies
Find a river in the vast wilderness;
We are in a fantasy universe
Carve the ark with burning souls;
A distant legend
It is no match for the search;
No matter how tiny the dust is
It also makes up the universe!"
The singing is like the early stage of a natural disaster, with spaceships flying towards the vast space without hesitation, piercing the clouds, like mayflies searching for starlight.
“We are lonely, we are small, we look far away, we miss, and we have no regrets.”
——"Natural Disasters: Salvation"
Nian Jingliu's eyes were slightly red, and his voice was filled with numbing breaths: "A song called "Universe" to pay tribute to you who have hope in your hearts."
There was thunderous applause.
(The inspiration for "Universe" comes from Mr. Zhou Shen's "Mirage"! Highly recommended, everyone! I've been playing it on repeat for several days)
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The light screen changed again, and the dark blue starry sky was replaced by warm clouds.
The sky is like silk, the clouds are dyed with golden clouds, and the warm yellow and red colors render the stage into a warm world.
The finale was Hua Xian’s song “Strong Wind”.
Hua Xiange was just about to go on stage when Hua Changle suddenly called him.
"what happened?"
Hua Xiange turned around and felt something soft in her arms.
The little girl's soft hair caressed the back of his neck, and her clear voice rang in his ears: "Brother, you are the best!"
Hua Xiange's heart softened. She leaned over and bumped her forehead with hers: "Thank you, Lele."
“I’m on stage!”
Hua Changle looked at his back as he walked away against the light and heard the sound of 422 in his ears.
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Rhythmic electronic sounds rang out, combined with clear piano sounds, striking people's hearts.
You listen to the siren singing, there is a story at the end of the tide:
"The rain pours down over the mountain streams, and the strong wind blows across the wilderness;
heart,
Crossing thousands of mountains and rivers,
No need to linger
......"
The warm wind swept through the wasteland freely, galloping freely between heaven and earth.
The young man's clear voice was like a breeze blowing across the fields, stirring the beating heartstrings.
"Teasing the sun
No fear of the mundane dream;
Picked the stars
Overcame numerous difficulties and dangers
......"
A beam of light shone, falling on the young man with long silver hair and green clothes.
The wind blew his long gown, as if it wanted to assimilate him into the wind and sweep through the mountains and rivers together.
A strand of silver wig touched her cheek, making Hua Xiange look like a messenger of the wind.
The sound rises flat and moves smoothly from the chest cavity to the head cavity:
"Ah~
Sincerity, persistence and obsession We don’t know the danger;
A lifelong pursuit and decay is worth more than a thousand words!
Hahaha——
Even if the world is silent, sing when the wind blows
Even if the world is desolate, strong winds blow through the wilderness
Free Spirit
Wuhu! "
Hua Changle stared at the dazzling figure on the stage intently and saw the eternal stars in his eyes.
The chanting ended and the interlude began. Hua Xiange looked at the starry sky. In that short time, a myriad of thoughts flashed through her mind -
Hua Qingyun: "[Yu Lu]? What a beautiful and pitiful name."
Hua Wuyan: "Second brother, I'm afraid you were born in the wrong place."
He once asked his father whether his supernatural power was strong, and his father said:
"The flowers of the Hua family don't need rain and dew, but blood and rain. Unfortunately, you are useless. You are born to be eliminated."
Many people say:
"Hua Xiange? What a sissy!"
"You look like a goblin, so your heart must be as dark as a goblin, right?"
"Just a discarded child of a wealthy family!"
"Just an actor!"
"I didn't act to inherit the family fortune, you are just a stray dog!"
"..."
The beautiful flowers nurtured by the light of God grew out of the mud from the very beginning.
With scars all over its body, with bent stems and leaves, it is afraid of the sunlight in the sky.
until……
——"You are the second brother? The 'Gale' and 'Sky' series belong to the second brother? That's amazing!"
——"Hello, brother! I am Chang Le!"
That fiery and free look, that warm and soft embrace!
A ray of light came to the corner forgotten by the gods.
——"Second brother, you are a natural born star!"
——"Brother, you can shine, don't you know?"
——"Brother, you are the 'god' of lyrics."
——"Brother, you are the best!"
Hua Xiange subconsciously looked for the figure in her heart, and at a glance, she saw the shining girl in the crowd, her dazzling smile and waving arms.
The little girl's calm but powerful voice passed through my mind.
——"Brother, you are the fierce wind under the sky, always chasing freedom!"
People in the corner have their own gods.
The sun shines through the soul, and the song penetrates the night sky again:
"The dark clouds urge the heart to gallop across the sky;
also,
No matter how high the mountains are or how far the seas are, no matter when you return
……
Ah ~
Sincerity, persistence and obsession, we don’t know the danger
A lifelong pursuit and decay is worth more than a thousand words!
Hahaha——
Even if the world is silent, sing when the wind blows
Even if the world is desolate, strong winds blow through the wilderness
Free soul~
Free-soul-"
The sound that broke through the top of the head echoed among the mountains and was carried by the wind to an unlimited distance.
Hua Xiange took two breaths, her eyes sparkling as she smiled:
"I am the fierce wind under the vast sky, always chasing freedom!!"
"To all free spirits and souls!"
Let your world be mottled, I have a bright and clear world in my heart;
Let you limit me to worldly constraints. I will transform into a strong wind and rush through the wilderness, free and unrestrained!
In the end, all the sadness, memorial, longing, joy, happiness and freedom were melted into the ancient ballad:
"...
The waves are clear and the boat is sailing;
The waves are turbid, the thunder and lightning praise me
......"
Look at the vast universe, the rising and falling waves, and the endless sky.
The wind of freedom blows across the wilderness.
Be free and be yourself.
——Volume 2 "String Song: Fierce Wind in the Sky"——
-- over --
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Hua Changle handed over Lingxi, which contained the remaining soul of Yan Guanshan, to the person sent by Ye Buqi.
Lingxi handed over and the man left, but Yan Guanshan's words remained in her mind.
他 说:
"Let me tell you a secret."
"Little girl, we have met before..."