I don’t know who the idiot was, but the “Kiss Cam” trick actually reached Ronan and He Yueyin.
When the light focuses on the body and suddenly becomes the center of the world, people's physical and psychological state will inevitably change to a certain extent. This involves instincts that have been passed down for millions of years. The difference between people is just more or less and habits. What's more, there are countless people clamoring and screaming at the balcony: "Kiss, kiss, kiss! Tear, tear, tear!"
In the eyes of the people on the rooftop, He Yueyin is undoubtedly a top-notch beauty, and Ronan is also a fresh young man. His beauty is natural and delicious. People can't wait to see a restricted drama. If they can participate in person, then Nature is best.
However, the reaction of the two people on the balcony was quite "cold".
Since his family knew about his family affairs, Ronan knew that he was a little nervous and excited now, and his heart rate had increased a little, but these were far from enough to shake his mind. He had no intention of pondering the complex physiological and psychological mechanisms inside, and just followed the rules. With simple emotions, my fingers crossed the rooftop against the bright light.
"99% of the people here are older than me. Sister Yueyin, you are actually very young, at least younger than 50% of the people here. Why can they do that, but we have to do this? Why can they be happy in this way? , but I can’t feel it at all, well, I can’t feel it.”
In comparison, Mrs. Halder seems to be more pleasing to the eye. At least she works hard and bears unimaginable pressure from outsiders. Ronan can understand this model, but he cannot understand the following group of people. He has tried Substitute, but I can't find pleasure, I just feel envious and jealous of that state.
Under the strong light, He Yueyin's voice did not change at all: "On the one hand, it is because we can see levels that others cannot imagine, and we can also see crises that are still early but seem to be approaching in an instant."
"this……"
"Actually, Mr. Luo, you can relax or even indulge at any time. Among the group of capable people, it is rare to be in an ascetic state like you. Vision and enjoyment are never contradictory. If you save every minute and second, you can solve the problem. 'Crisis' can no longer be called 'crisis'."
"Ahem, crisis or something..."
"On the other hand, it may be guilt. I feel that I have made mistakes, I feel that I can do better, I feel that the gap between reality and theory is unforgivable, I want to fill in and bridge the gaps and flaws, and then I torture myself over and over again. "
Ronan felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange. It seemed that it was no longer He Yueyin who was comforting him, but some other element. He turned around and looked over. Under the strong light, He Yueyin's side face was so fair and pure that it was almost flawless. Her calm and restrained demeanor was very in line with Ronan's aesthetics. This should have been a very pleasing sight, but he couldn't ignore it after all. The people on the rooftop were clamoring.
Because of the serious lack of cooperation between Ronan and He Yueyin, many people felt frustrated. In order to re-heat the atmosphere, they became more and more unruly. In this regard, Ronan could only sigh: "It's okay to torture yourself, but now these people are coming... Sister Yueyin, I just feel like it, let these people continue to play happily, I feel very unhappy!" "
"so?"
So Ronan let a few tiny sparks jump in his heart collide with the "oil" that continued to accumulate and alienate deep in his body and mind. In the blink of an eye, it burst into flames, burning both inside and outside.
"Enough is enough!"
Ronan murmured and turned his gaze to the rooftop again. In front of him were dazzling lights and ferocious and twisted faces. What was heard in his ears were noisy noises, and what was collected in the mental induction network were muddy emotions and desires. The three most important induction channels are combined into one to create a bizarre space. This absurd space tried to swallow him up, making him dance according to its bad rules and smear the bad sludge on himself...
dream!
So Ronan faced the light and the hundreds of eyes that were focused here, raised his hands and raised his arms, making a classic "umbrella" gesture. The unabashed emotional stance is like a blazing torch thrown directly into the cauldron of desire on the rooftop.
"boom!"
The accumulation and expansion of obscenities in a short period of time was so great that the details were completely lost, leaving only a noisy roar.
Of course Ronan could distinguish every detail if he wanted to, but why bother? His thoughts radiated away, stimulating interference waves by the way. A second later, the bright lights that were running smoothly under the lighting control system suddenly went out of control. They were like nihilistic swords, slashing randomly on the rooftop, sweeping across the distorted faces, and occasionally... Passing through some dirty corners, more people were yelling at me.
"The lighting engineer is crazy!"
"Shit, what the hell!"
"Hey, put out the lights quickly."
OK, kill it! Ronan complied with their request and let the lights of chaos go out, all!
Ronan snapped his fingers, and the rooftop surrounded by lights suddenly fell into darkness. At this time, even the electronic products such as bracelets worn by everyone can no longer shine.
Of course, it is not completely dark. The light pollution in the city can also provide some help. However, the drastic change in light and dark environment has exceeded the upper limit of many people's psychological capacity. Some women are screaming, which is mixed with... There were vague yells and curses, and the rather embarrassing sound of falling into the water...
The entire rooftop was in chaos, and the corresponding emotional trends tended to be consistent. People will naturally form uneasy interpretations of things they cannot understand, and they may not be able to turn their heads in a hurry, but darkness will help them "think", or have random thoughts.
"Mr. Luo."
"Sister Yueyin?"
"Well, it's nothing."
He Yueyin didn't say anything after all, and Ronan took it as her approval. Therefore, Ronan rested his elbows on the fence, watching all this with interest and peace of mind, savoring the novel feeling in his heart.
Ronan had never experienced this situation before. There was no clear purpose, no definite direction. Maybe it was just a prank? By the way, what's the prank?
He habitually took this opportunity to "reflect". If analyzed according to the personality masks of Mrs. Halder and Yin Le, what kind of mask does he use to face it now?
Weak mask? PASS!
Strong mask? Specious.
Mask of reason? Come on, where is the rationality now?
Ronan felt a little dizzy, which vaguely overlapped with the memory of secretly drinking with Mo Peng in his early years, but when he looked into the details, it was something new. It is like an ignorant and restless existence that breeds and sprouts from a corner of the heart. It collides and intersects with the chaotic reactions around it, absorbs nutrients, and gradually becomes some basic reactions, gradually taking shape and growth.
No matter how specific it was, Ronan didn't know and didn't want to think too much about it. He feels that this is very good and relaxing. He doesn't have to think deeply. He just needs to touch the itchy spot. Well, it's like scratching an itch. Just use as much pressure as you feel comfortable!
Also at this moment, in the deep spiritual space, the magic talisman that was leading the invasion of the Blood Soul Temple in the Abyss seemed to have sensed the situation here and "looked sideways" at it.
Ronan had never understood this monster, and had no idea what this guy's reaction and actions were based on. But now, with a sudden "side glance" and being illuminated by the strange and radiant eyes, he suddenly understood... at least a little bit.
This chaotic guy seemed to be very excited - it was this state that was transmitted and felt by Ronan, and he took advantage of the situation to grasp the information contained in it.
The magic talisman has no intelligence, but it has an almost gluttonous instinct or "aesthetic". For it, the emotional desires of living beings are the ingredients. The ingredients can be fine or coarse, and the cooking techniques can also be different. In its eyes, Ronan, the owner, may be a savage who only knows how to hunt and gather. Even if he does planting occasionally, it is still free-range. All harvests are unprocessed, eaten hastily, and are terrible to eat.
Although the quality of food ingredients has not improved much nowadays, someone finally has some self-awareness... I'm so hungry!
Foodie!
Ronan experienced the "emotional state" of the enchanted talisman, which made him feel even more interesting and inspired. He was obviously inspired by it. He patted the railing and decided to try out a new method.
Facing the darkness on the rooftop and the restlessness that was spreading crazily in the darkness, Ronan exhaled, but at the same time, everyone on the rooftop temporarily stopped breathing.
"Shh, be quiet and listen to me."
Ronan didn't raise his voice deliberately, so why did he make hundreds of people obedient? Well, it's actually simple. The soul power interferes with the reality level and blocks everyone's mouth and nose.
At the same time, the interference force was enough to ensure that everyone heard what he said, and he almost whispered to everyone on the rooftop.
The rooftop instantly became much quieter. Other voices were gone, but there were more intense struggles, and the sound of tables and chairs overturning could be heard all the time. These noises quickly subsided, leaving only Ronan's words and will flowing in the darkness:
"Frankly speaking, you have offended me and made me very unhappy. Of course, happiness is not something I am good at. I know the opposite thing better. So as a greeting and revenge, I can convey to you my Those that are good at.
"From now on, I will let you shut up and stop breathing; let you howl in pain; let you be afraid and beg for mercy... Oh, if you think of this darkness in the future, you are also allowed to think of me. My name is Ronan, and I am not very good at it. What a joke guy.”
Beside him, He Yueyin looked over blankly;
Behind them, Qin Yikun and Gao De also looked through the glass door, maintaining a gaping posture;
There are different people further away watching this ridiculous live broadcast in different ways...
Ronan knew this clearly, but he didn't care at all. He only focused on the countless emotional flames in the darkness being stirred up, and the turbid current on the spiritual level turned into a long river of flame flowing with oil.
However, the burning river did not flow out, but formed a whirlpool, or maybe it was just the oil swirling in the pot, roasting in the flames.
The dishes are fragrant over a large fire, nothing more than that. As for what is cooked, will it cause fundamental changes in the ingredients...
who cares!
