As Rudolf said, there is indeed incredible magic in Elizabeth's singing.
When the singing and music are ethereal and long, the audience will feel calm and can't help but hold their breath and close their eyes, letting their thoughts be carried away by the singing into the distance.
When the singing is passionate and rapid, the audience's blood will boil with excitement, and they will wave their shiny sticks to the rhythm of the music to bring support to the girl.
When the music is sad and the singing is sad, the audience can't help but feel sad and recall the greatest regret and pain in their lives.
There is no curtain, no stage background, no stage effect, only one spotlight as all the lights in the room. On a simple stage of a few feet square, the girl just stands there, holding a column microphone, and the sound accompaniment behind her Next, with the singing, it touches the joy, anger, sorrow and joy in everyone's heart.
For the poor, their lives are nothing but misery
bitter! bitter! bitter!
The hard work of intense work for sixteen hours a day.
Eating requires careful planning.
The pain of being blackmailed by the foreman and the sheriff.
These pains torture people into living puppets. Under the heavy pressure and suffering day after day, the joy, anger, sorrow and joy in their hearts are wiped out, and their enthusiasm for life is wiped out. They become numb and have no energy. My own thoughts and will have turned into a walking corpse, although my body is still alive, but my spirit has already entered the coffin in advance.
The reason why they are still alive at this moment is simply because they are not dead yet.
But under the girl's singing, they felt as if they were alive again.
Because they read too little, even they themselves may not understand why. Just listening to the girl's singing on the stage, they can feel like they have returned to a very, very small time. Just like that time, they would cry out because of pain. Cry, laugh out loud because it’s funny, feel uncomfortable because of other people’s misfortunes, and be happy because of the happiness shared by playmates.
Once upon a time, they were truly alive.
Once upon a time, they also had happiness.
The more they think about it and the more they compare it, the more dazzling the warmth and memories they have forgotten in the past become. It is like sharp knives tearing apart their numbness, tearing apart their indifferent defenses, and piercing into their hearts. .
pain.
The numb heart felt pain for the first time in more than ten years.
The poor people who have been exploited and oppressed to the point of becoming puppets, for the first time in so many years, feel that
People get pain.
Why is life so painful?
Why do you live like this?
why why why why
The memories are dazzling, and the more they are recalled, the more bitter they become. Along with the bitterness and confusion, those poor people had long given up thinking, and for the first time, many clueless thoughts emerged from their rusty and almost dead brains. question.
The answer is unknown.
Even if the ethereal singing ends and they fall back to reality from the dreamlike illusion, they will always remember this feeling and continue this question.
Wu Ming, who was standing at the back of the stage with his hands folded on his chest and scanning the audience with emotionless eyes, looked at the poor people who had completely sunk in their emotions and even shed tears, hugging each other and crying. He nodded animatedly.
The hard work has not been in vain, at least I am no longer as numb as before, and I can add more fire.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh, thinking of the insensitive eyes of those poor workers a few days ago.
Godless, empty, nothingness.
If it weren't for the occasional flash of luster in their eyes, Wu Ming would have regarded them as a group of puppets.
There were some vague thoughts flashing in his mind, and he set his sights on a few key personnel.
Intellectual aristocracy.
Those who dress obviously differently from the people around them and don't bother to crowd with the poor are the intellectual aristocrats in this city.
It is also his key observation object.
Unlike the poor class, the nobles who came here specifically to listen to the singing, in Wu Ming's words, had a much more exciting journey than the poor.
As soon as Elizabeth opens her mouth, Wu Ming can read the complex twists and turns on these people's faces, as if they have nine twists and turns in their minds.
A frustrated heart will be rekindled with passion, a heart full of guilt will be forgiven, a heart full of suffering and pain will be healed, and a restless heart will find the tranquility it dreams of.
This one just lost love, right?
Well, this is a bit complicated. It's a bit like after trying all kinds of gameplay, you have a look on your face that you feel like you've lost the joy of life and feel like you're dead?
Oh oh oh! This expression is typical of moaning for no reason.
Hey, why is this new face crying so sadly?
Wu Ming's eyes jumped while observing the audience members whom he judged to be intellectual aristocrats. Through the changes in expressions on their faces, his eyes fell on the unfamiliar face that came to the venue today, and then his eyes froze.
Wait, what is she? !
The song ends.
Whether they are poor workers in thin clothes or intellectual aristocrats dressed in decent and warm clothes, they are still intoxicated by the ethereal singing and cannot extricate themselves.
Tina, you see I was right! Elizabeth’s singing voice is amazing, right? Rudolph came back to his senses from the intoxicating singing. He turned his head and said excitedly: Now you should believe what I say! Elizabeth is really a little girl
His words did not continue, and the following syllables ended abruptly in his throat.
Because he cried when he saw the little girl standing next to him.
Crying a lot.
Her eyes were red, and big tears welled up from her eyes, falling uncontrollably.
Every time Elizabeth held a concert, the venue from the concert to the surrounding neighborhoods would become as warm and livable as when there was heating, so the two of them took off their windproof glasses, hats, scarves, etc. not long after entering the room. A variety of cold-proof equipment, so Rudolph immediately noticed what his little sister looked like.
Isn't it? Although Elizabeth's singing voice is very contagious, how can it be so powerful? !
Young Rudolf felt a great shock.
Although, it wasn’t like this when I first heard this song?
Could it be that Elizabeth's singing made this devil finally realize how awkward his personality was? ! Are you finally going to change your mind and start a new life? !
Rudolph's thoughts were divided here, and his train of thought began to run more and more crookedly.
Christina was interrupted by his words and suddenly woke up from her uncontrollable emotions. She glared at her brother, then immediately turned her head away in shame and embarrassment, hurriedly wiping the hair hanging on her face with her hands. teardrop.
Tsk, it’s so shameful. How come I’m made to cry just by listening to a few songs? After so many years, I should have been clear-minded and clear-minded. How come I’m made to cry by just a few songs?
Christina quickly wiped away the tears on her face, and at this time, there was a new change on the stage. She saw a baby-faced man walking onto the stage from behind.
Before I start the last song today, I would like to say a few words.
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Christina also glanced at the brother next to her suspiciously: What the hell are you doing? What the hell is the Axis Group?
Ah, Rudolph looked hesitant, and then shook his head to express that he was not sure: This is also the first time for me to see this situation. In the past, Elizabeth sang on the stage herself, and we followed along and had fun below. After everyone was in a good mood, Elizabeth He would smile and wave goodbye to us, and we would go back to our homes obediently.
There is one more thing about changing first and then changing
