Chapter 98

"Lacey, Lacey, what's the matter with you? Don't move." Lanlil gently shakes beside, and Lacey seems to fall into a short absence.

"It's nothing. It's just a little dull." Lacey got up from her seat when the opera was over.

With the end of the opera, it took a long time for the audience to recover from the plot.

"I have seen this opera several times before. Why am I moved to tears today?"

"I haven't seen such a moving opera for many years." A rich businessman sighed

"Dad, I'm going to be a descendant of Thor in the future and join the knight's order."

"Thunderbolt, follow me, go!" A child excitedly imitates the characters in the opera.

After the performance, the audience in the theater talked and marveled at the opera performance. Even the picky old spectators had to praise that it was the best performance in nearly ten years. The last time they had such a view was the dusk brigade ten years ago.

Ming Ming's performers have no new faces, and the plot is the same as before, but there is a feeling that they can't tell. Maybe it makes people more immersed in the plot, and their emotions fluctuate with the plot, which gives them the pleasure of doing a roller coaster.

"Lacey, it's amazing."

After the end, lanlil praises Lacey's singing backstage. She knows why the impression of the opera is better than before. In fact, the actors and other accompanists have not changed. She is still the leading role, but the singing behind the scenes has changed. Even when she is performing, her mood can not help but fluctuate. You know, she has performed this script many times.

"Thank you."

Lacey herself didn't have any self-consciousness. This is her first time to participate in the performance without any comparison. She just thinks that opera should be like this.

But I don't know that this is a very rare situation. No matter how good a script is, it will be boring to play every day. No matter how good a song is, it will be boring to listen to every day. The threshold of happiness will continue to rise. And this performance really broke everyone's inherent sense of body and brought bursts of exclamation.

Lorraine hill was on his way home, a little nervous for some reason, and he didn't sleep well all night.

After lunch the next day, she asked Chelsea to decline and walk into the small courtyard alone.

In the quiet courtyard, the pear tree is shaking slightly in the autumn wind as before. She leans on the back of her chair, her hair is falling, looking at the sky with flowing clouds rolling, but her heart is never calm.

A kind of anxiety seemed to strike in an invisible place, as if to tell her something bad was about to happen.

She closed her eyes, her consciousness sank into her heart and kept diving to explore the source of this anxiety.

Deep in my memory, fragments of time flashed across pictures, including the scene of her living alone in the tisilan mountains, the scene of her going to school in previous lives, the scene of laughing with friends, the scene of coming to Vega to attend a banquet

Scenes passed in front of my eyes and then dissipated.

Finally, she stopped in front of a picture, which was many years ago in the afternoon, she watched the scene when the young man left.

In the sunny forest, she sings softly, blessing the ordinary boy, hoping that he can create his own miracle.

She stood quietly in front of this huge painting, looking at herself, sitting on a tree, with silver hair and white skirt, her eyes slightly closed, her lips gently open, praying devoutly.

There seems to be a twinkle of stars in the pupils of Lorraine Hill's eyes. In a trance, she sees a lot of people, a lot of things, the dreams that those people clumsily pursue. The process is not smooth.

That young man's eloquence is not good, he can only use clumsy action to move others again and again, let others finally believe him, so he got the first few companions.

They walk between the city and the mountains, through one difficulty after another, life gives them another blow, during which some companions fall down forever, some people betray them by the temptation of fame and wealth, and some people finally lose and give up.

They regroup, learn lessons again and again, and then move on. In this way, they are foolishly on the road again and explore new ways. There is still hope for everything, isn't there.

Until that piece of thunder clouds cover the sky, cut off the fate of the disease electricity who set foot on the battlefield.

In the blazing thunder, the fresh faces seemed to want to say something, but they didn't shout out anything. Anger was suppressed in the chest, with the sword edge and blood, they fell down, their unwilling and empty eyes scattered on the earth, and there was no life.

The silk thread of fate also breaks here.

Lorraine hill slowly opened her eyes. It seemed that there was a galaxy of stars and sand in her eyes. She kept flowing and reflected the world. Her body floated up slowly. Her white skirt was windless and automatic. Her body shape gradually became illusory, and her hair slowly turned back to its original silver.

A star rises slowly from the earth, and the beautiful star light crosses a long track in the sky, straight up, as if falling stars return to the sky again.

Another example is a stone thrown into the sky, the colorless ripples ripple slightly, and the clouds in the sky dissipate, revealing a pure blue purple sky like a mirror, in which the stars twinkle, as if there is a specific law, transmitting a certain message, in response to whose call.

When Lorraine Hill wakes up again, there are endless stars and celestial bodies around him. The small stars are like grains of rice, and the big ones can't even see the edge. They are moving in the sky according to a certain track, slow but unstoppable.

At this time, she could not feel her body and extraordinary core, as if everything had turned into a nebula without substance.

The only thing that still floats in consciousness is the mechanical system sound.

[the identity check of the third monarch begins]

[test item 1, passed]

[test item 2, passed]

[test item 3, passed]

[...]

[...]

[test item 37, passed]

[check it out, pass it completely, start to empower

[Star crown starts loading, 10%... 48%... 72%... 100%, loading complete]

[star of miracles, deduction begins!]

[destiny spinning, open!]

Suddenly, lorenthal's field of vision suddenly had more complex and endless tracks, which were the orbits of the stars.

These stars and celestial bodies follow their own trajectories, during which they interfere with each other and influence each other, eventually leading to the unknown future.

The stars, moving forward in the deep Milky way, are like floating and sinking in the river of destiny. All kinds of factors have an impact on them. No one knows what they will encounter in the future. They can only swim in the turbid current.

But a special star emerged from the river of destiny, and she began to observe the whole river and the individuals it carried.

Her eyes flow, with the contact of a long time ago, found the tiny star, there are little sand around it, but the star has stepped on a dead end, the golden thread of fate has broken in front, leaving nothing and darkness.

Since the original fate is broken, let me spin a brand new star line.

With this idea, the body shape of the silver haired girl gradually emerged in the star world.

She carefully picked up the little star with her hands, the stars slowly condensed, and the golden thread of fate began to emerge in front of her.

At the same time, in the windy wilderness, the heavy thunder clouds seem to be pushed away by a pair of invisible hands, and the pure and beautiful starry sky appears in the eyes of the public.

So vast, so magnificent, let the individual and life as small as sand.

Now, the stars are falling.