Chapter 1,244 Welcome to the Emperor’s concert!
Just now...what happened just now?
Touching the lingering fragrance on my lips, I froze, unable to move.
Lena actually... actually kissed her?
It's an illusion.
No, that’s not right, Wu Fan, stop deceiving yourself! !
That must be——
Lena was worried that her sister's strength was not enough, so she temporarily gave me a little extra.
Hmm, so that's it.
Speaking of which, what is the power of a sister...?
I always feel like I have forgotten some settings or something, ever since I returned to Rogge Camp and met Lena.
Suddenly, a tsunami of cheers interrupted my meditation.
Looking back, in the brightly lit place, countless faces were shining with joy.
No matter what happens tomorrow, at least for this moment, let’s enjoy the joy of God’s birthday, every face seems to be saying this.
Hundreds of thousands of people, even if only one-fifth of them raise a voice, even if it is not loud and enthusiastic, if added together, echoing in this cylindrical New Rogge Square with a structure like the ancient Roman Colosseum, it is Like a loud thunderclap in the silence, like a tsunami and landslide, people change their colors when they hear it.
In this flashing light, the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, the soul of the God of Song began to burn fiercely, holding the magic loudspeaker tightly in my hand. At this moment, I forgot everything, forgot the big horizontal curtain behind me, forgot Arius, who was supposed to be following behind him, even forgot that he was on the stage, facing hundreds of thousands of spectators.
In this state of no self and no other, a passionate roar like a flame emerged in my heart, and I just wanted to sing the song that was stuck in my throat out loud.
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I am willing to embark on a lonely journey and a bumpy road; the luggage I carry with me is the dream we dreamed together; no one can replace you who makes me care about you every time; when the morning light of a new day shines into my eyes When I look at you, you are no longer by my side.
The days of playing together seem to last forever; I know in my heart that this is an illusion, and I know in my heart that this is a fantasy; I am no longer sad, no longer lamenting the misfortune of being born into this world.
The banquet has ended, savoring the aftertaste of loneliness, I will embark on a journey.
I am willing to embark on an endless journey; the dream I dream here, the dream called happiness, I will make it come true; even if I am separated from you, even if we are far apart from each other; I will continue to move forward and welcome the rising sun of a new day.
I am willing to embark on an endless journey; when I am desperate and about to die, the voice in my ear will tell me not to give up life; on the bumpy road, when I am lonely and crying, the soft warmth deep in my heart has never stopped. .
The years go by endlessly, and the long river of time washes away the memories of the past, leaving me with an empty heart. When I close my eyes, I seem to hear a burst of laughter. The sound is strange but familiar. It is a treasure in my heart.
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As high as the strings of a string that are about to break, with freshness, purity, and a touch of husky feminine charm, the penetrating singing voice is heard over the entire New Rogge Square through the huge magic loudspeaker. , in everyone's ears, it is like a mountain stream flowing through rocks. Sometimes it is gentle and delicate, with thousands of intestines and knots, and sometimes it is like a stormy sea, hoarse and straining, the sorrow of parting, the sorrow of broken love, and during the journey, under the bonfire. , that lonely, soft, warm feeling of recalling the treasure in my heart, came to my heart one after another...
And everyone present had different reactions.
Many adventurers and civilians had wet eyes and even choked with sobs, because the echoing singing hit the tenderest and weakest part of their hearts.
is not that right? The banquet is over, and everyone has to embark on a new journey of loneliness, but this memory will eventually become a precious treasure in the heart that will never be forgotten in a lifetime.
And some people who were very nervous, careless, and had no feelings at all began to comment.
When the other party just appears on the stage:
"Emperor's concert? What the hell? Will she be performing alone next time?"
"Emperor? This name seems a bit familiar. By the way, wasn't her name included in those strange flyers last time?"
"That's right, look, it looks exactly the same as the portrait on the flyer."
"A few days ago, everyone was vying to spread word of mouth about that beauty at second sight who made countless people obsessed with just one portrait?"
"That's right, it's her. She is indeed just like the rumors. At first glance, there is nothing special about her. But the more you look at her, the more you look at her. Her facial features are regular and delicate, her skin is very white, and she has the cuteness of a timid and shy little woman. , although her eyes are a bit small, they are half covered by her bangs, which makes her look hazy and mysterious, and her figure is also super... No, I seem to be fascinated by her too."
"Brother, hold on, aren't we the Sarah Party?"
"Asshole, the singer-sama is the king!!"
"No, the figure is the charm of a woman. Long live Your Highness Linya!!"
"However, those three adults are all out of reach, like goddesses, and they have already been married. The one in front of me, with a little bit of Xiaojiabiyu's spirit, doesn't feel so far away..."
"Yes, and if you take a closer look, you will see that her femininity is no worse than those three adults."
“A thousand birds in the forest is worse than a bird in the hand.”
"That's right..."
"You're right..."
"From now on, I am a member of the Emperor's Party!!"
"I want to join too!"
"Count me in!"
"What about your moral integrity, these bastards who have changed their minds? Long live Lady Sarah!"
Before the concert even starts, the crowd becomes chaotic. There may be several parties standing in a row of seats, and the atmosphere is tense, with the momentum of fighting over disagreements.
"Speaking of which, where is the emperor from?" This sentence attracted everyone's attention again.
"That's right. Everyone has only seen her portrait in those flyers. If she is from those mysterious races, then it will be a waste of time."
"Didn't it say in the flyer that she seems to be the granddaughter of the old explosive demon..."
"Bah, you believe that guy. He says you are his son. Why don't you go and call him dad?"
"How could that old thing have such a lovely granddaughter?"
"There is also a portrait that seems to be of Muradin's daughter."
"That short winter melon...do you believe it?"
"No, I wouldn't believe it even to death."
"In short, we will start searching for the emperor's identity tomorrow and swear an oath in the name of PHS in the bar!"
"Oh oh oh--!!"
Having found a new goal, this group of people instantly threw away the melancholy of the end of God's Birthday, and their eyes began to burn with blazing passion.
When the song started, a large group of people almost fell to the ground.
The song is a good song, the music is good, the lyrics are good, and the singer’s voice is pleasant enough, but the singing...
Even if it is the first time for everyone to hear this song, they can still tell that although the singing is very dedicated, but... it is out of tune, and it is very out of tune.
Singing is terrible.
For a moment, this thought flashed through everyone's mind.
Moreover, this song is quite difficult. Many parts require the use of difficult techniques. People without certain singing skills will definitely not be able to sing it. In this way, it will reflect the other party's level even more.
Worse than the average person.
Many people feel sorry for her. What a beautiful girl. Unfortunately, she is tone-deaf. This alone will be greatly compromised.
Forget it, just think of it as looking at a beautiful woman. Anyway, the other person is an attractive beauty. If you look at her more often, you might be able to discover new beauty.
These people narrowed their eyes and focused on the stage, sometimes enjoying the tune that was seriously out of tune.
Slowly, his eyes opened wide.
"Hey, do you feel it?"
"Yes!" He nodded firmly.
"It seems... I can smell it."
"Although at first listen, it sounded very out of tune, but as I listened, I could also hear the smell of being out of tune."
"No one said that if it's out of tune, it must sound bad."
"Is it like her second-sight beauty, you have to listen to the song to get the taste?"
Soon, not just one person, but everyone noticed it. Although the statement was a bit weird, let's call it an out-of-tune beauty.
If you have to use words to describe this feeling, it is difficult to describe it. If you want to use metaphors, it is probably similar to the feeling of Kansai accent. When you first hear it, this kind of accent is likely to give most people a strange feeling. It feels strange, like singing out of tune, unacceptable, or even incomprehensible.
But as I listened, I could hear the taste, especially when it came from the mouth of a beautiful woman with a sweet voice. This kind of emphasis seemed even more ups and downs, and it also had a delicate feeling that made people feel soft.
The more I listen, the more I feel attracted to it, and the more I listen, the more I want to listen. That’s right, who said it doesn’t sound good if it’s out of tune?
After about a minute, everyone couldn't help but open their eyes, and some even stood up from their seats and listened carefully. These people's actions made others finally confirm that they were not the only ones who had this feeling, but... ...loved by everyone. This ups and downs, delicate and delicate off-key accent, coupled with her own unique, fresh, pure, yet slightly hoarse voice, and the hazy and mysterious Xiaojiabiyu temperament, formed the A unique and irreproducible visual and auditory beauty.
Could it be that... the second singer has finally appeared? !
This doubt suddenly flashed across everyone's mind, and then, the square with hundreds of thousands of people was strangely silent for a moment, and then suddenly erupted into unprecedented cheers.
Of course, in everyone's mind, the mysterious emperor in front of them cannot be compared with the current singer Veras. If you want to describe it, the songs of singer Veras are the royal way, while the emperor in front of you, her songs are deceitful. The sword is eccentric and is loved for its unique style, but because of its unique style, not everyone likes it. However, the kingly way of Veras Diva is flawless and can kill everyone.
On the other side...
Linya and Lena couldn't help but quietly ran out to watch the show.
From the moment the emperor appeared on the stage, everyone was talking a lot until the song started. From the mediocre response at the beginning to the great praise at the end, the expressions on the faces of these two usually calm girls, from the beginning His mouth opened wide in surprise and never closed.
"It seems...something terrible happened..."
Although she could not see with her eyes, she had a keen sense of hearing instead. Just hearing the singing on the stage and the comments from the audience made Lena so surprised that she could not close her mouth.
Not to mention Linya who could clearly see the emperor's appearance and the whole square cheering enthusiastically.
"Could it be that...Brother Wu still hasn't heard that his voice has changed?" After a moment of silence, Linya shook her head in confusion.
"I think so."
After finally closing her mouth, Lena pursed her lips, looking confused.
"As soon as my brother starts singing, he seems to forget everything, even his own singing voice. Just think about it..." Lena tapped her chin lightly and revealed the secret.
"If my brother could hear the songs he sang, would he still be so confident?"
"That makes sense." Linya agreed with Lena's words, but there seemed to be something she couldn't agree with, and she tilted her head in confusion.
"In short, Brother Wu's reputation has been preserved. Even if there is anything recorded in the history books of later generations, it is the emperor, not Brother Wu."
"Yes, but if everyone knew that Brother Wu is the emperor, that would be very bad~~"
"Yes, so something must be done, for example..."
Two high-ranking girls began to whisper for the sake of their sweetheart's integrity.
On the other side, Sarah and Vilas.
The expressions on their faces were quite sad.
The audience did not have the program list in their hands and did not know who was performing the performance in front of them, but Vilas and Sarah, who were the facilitators, did.
I looked at the program list in my hand, and it clearly read "Singer Wu Fan, Accompanist Aleus" written on it.
Then, his dull eyes fell on the tall, perfect figure with an excellent temperament on the stage.
The two of them looked at each other at a 45-degree angle again.
"It's Brother Wu's performance, right?"
"Yes, it was probably a temporary change and became the Emperor's program."
"Who is the Emperor...?"
"I think...it's best not to delve into this issue."
After that, there was another silence.
Sarah, on the other hand, secretly touched her slightly bulging chest, and shed two lines of blood and tears in her heart.
Why...why even the emperor's figure is better than mine.
On the other side...
Little Jasmine: "Ssss..." (expressionless, drinking tea)
Jeluka: "Ssss..." (with a dignified and serious expression, drinking tea)
After a while, the two of them suddenly did the same weightlifting in unison - turned their heads, "Puff!" with a sound, spit out the tea in their mouths, and then fell to the ground with their stomachs in their hands, their faces Facing the ground, buried in his arms, his whole body was shaking.
As the initiators of this prank, Farah and Muradin originally planned to sneak out to watch the show, but now they are paralyzed. They did not expect such a result.
"Obviously the plan was successful, but why do I feel... there doesn't seem to be much joy in my heart."
"Should this be considered a success or a failure?"
"It's completely unexpected. I didn't expect that brat... Hey, miser, tell me, should I call you brat now?"
"You ask me, who should I ask?"
"Asshole, it's not all your fault!!" Muradin suddenly became furious.
"What did I do wrong?" Farah, who was already depressed, jumped up at this time.
"It's because you want to die. Why don't you make that brat a little uglier and make her voice a little louder? That's why such an accident happened!"
"Do you think I want to?"
Old Man Farah raised the bottle in his hand high in anger and wanted to smash it on the ground to vent his hatred. However, he stopped midway through the action and finally couldn't bear to part with it.
"Forget it, let me explain to you, this fool, the effects of this medicine seriously."
"You are the fool, and your whole family is fools."
"Shut up and listen carefully. I guess you haven't forgotten the origin of this medicine. I found the original product from the ancient tomb of a powerful illusion mage."
Muradin nodded calmly.
"Do you know what the mage named the phantom medicine he created?"
"Stop blabbing and whetting your appetite. Speak quickly."
"If it's a woman."
"ha?"
“The name of the medicine is—if it’s a woman!!”
"What do you mean, such a strange name."
"I didn't quite understand it at first. In order to get revenge on that brat, I started researching it and finally understood what it meant."
Farah took a deep breath and spoke slowly, her tone full of admiration.
"This kind of psychedelic drug does not just change the appearance of others, or turn a man into a woman, as it appears. The reason why it is named like this is..." After a pause, Farah The admiration on his face turned into a kind of blind fanaticism.
"It's because this is a magical medicine that can be assumed to have an effect under one condition."
"What do you mean? To put it simply, I don't understand." Muradin picked his ears.
"To put it simply, the effect of this medicine is to predict what a man would look like if he appeared in the womb not as a male but as a female. Under such conditions, what would happen? The effect." Farah looked at Muradin with contempt and said.
"I still don't quite understand." Muradin seemed to understand.
"Okay, I'll tell you simply." Farah was completely disappointed with the IQ of his old rival.
"In other words, what Wu Xiaozi looks like now is what he would have looked like if he had been a girl since birth. His appearance, figure, and voice were all transformed under these conditions and cannot be changed."
"In other words, if Mr. Wu was born a girl, he would look like this." Muradin looked at the figure on the stage with a shocked and paralyzed face.
"That's what it means in a nutshell." Farah also looked like she was bursting into tears...
Uh-huh~~The sissy-turned-emperor makes a shining appearance, please!
: The song the Emperor sings comes from Ichibanbaobao. I believe many people have heard it. You can find it by searching on Du Niang. RO
