Chapter 764

Enjolras sat on Eddie's left hand, facing the audience, with his left hand supporting the table and his body slightly on the right. He looked up at Marius, then dropped down to cover the surging and surging of his heart. The audience could not catch it at all, but the light and shadow that came down outlined the sadness between his eyebrows and raised his eyes, The firmness and determination of burning eyes melt the pale blue sadness bit by bit. When the cry from the heart overflows from the mouth, Zhang Junlang's face and facial lines become taut again, sonorous and powerful.

The voice is deep and soft, like Shakespeare's sonnets, flowing out slowly, but the eyes are so bright, so persistent, so enthusiastic, "now, it's time to define the true self! Are we fighting for justice? Or for the enjoyment of the opera house? "

Enjolras raised his eyes and looked straight ahead with a long and deep view. The concise sight seemed to be able to look into the heart of every audience, gentle and tough; Marius could feel the sharpness behind his persistent gaze with a slight sweep of the remaining light, so that people could not look directly at him. It seemed that he could feel the voice questioning hidden in it. Marius could not help but avoid the sight, dropped his eyelids in panic and fell into meditation.

The society has been in turmoil, the people have been in dire straits, and the country is on the verge of disintegration. The country is broken, the mountains and rivers are broken, how can we be home? Home is not home, the country will not! They used to be the children of rich families enjoying class treatment. Now they join hands for the sake of the country and society and join in the revolution. This is not a game! The tide of the times has come rolling!

Who are they? How should they define themselves? Where are they going? What color will their lives burst out?

Now, it's time to decide!

In the face of Marius' hesitation and hesitation, in the face of friends' laughter and ridicule, Enjolras' heart is suffering and burning. Her bright eyes release the deep passion of her soul bit by bit. Looking at Marius and other friends, she gently shakes her head. The invisible shaking reveals her helplessness, disappointment and strangling emotions, Like a dragonfly skimming water, there are ripples, but the ripples are spreading continuously.

"Have you ever asked yourself what this battle will cost?" Enjolras turned his head and looked deeply at Marius, but he leaned back slightly because of disappointment, slowly closed his eyes, then opened them again, and asked mercilessly, "is this just a game for the children of a rich young family?"

Before they start, they should be aware of the significance of this battle, the price they will pay, and their mission! If it's just games, if it's just play, then those young rich children should choose to quit before the real blood flow.

Marius could not help looking up at Enjolras, but saw the waves in Enjolras' calm eyes.

Enjolras glanced at Marius, turned his head to look straight ahead, and looked at the world in front of him seriously and deeply. Scene by scene, he seemed to see the devastation and smoke, as if he could see the corpses everywhere and the people living in poverty. His resolute eyes were getting deeper and deeper, bursting out with great power, "the color of the world, Every day is changing! "

With a slight pause, Enjolras raised his chin and looked into the distance. "Red is the blood of people's anger! Black is the darkness of the past In the melodious melody, Enjolras' voice was clear and firm. It seemed that every word was sparking in blood and tears. He turned his head and looked at Marius, "red is the world that is about to break! Black is the long night that will come to an end

Short, powerful and clean. The whole aria is like a thumping drum, which strikes everyone's heart forcefully once and again. However, at the end of the last sentence, the sentence "long night" drew a long ending. It rose high and raised the powerful momentum step by step. With Enjolras and Marius as the center, it spread across the whole stage. In an instant, it burst out the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers. The heart was shocked like a tide, wave after wave.

Blood, quietly began to boil.

Enjolras stood up, his head on his side, and his eyes rested lightly on Marius for a moment, then shifted. That does not hate iron into steel wrists and anger, bear in tight muscles, full of agitation, turned to leave.

Marius, however, did not agree. He took Enjolras by the arm and prevented him from leaving. He stood up. His shoulders crossed. He looked at Enjolras seriously and hummed softly, "if you had seen her today, you might understand." Full of tenderness, enough to turn steel into soft fingers, his eyes look like a pool of water, full of sparkling light, which makes his song melodious and graceful, and the long ending hides his inner love and tiredness, "the impact deep into the brain, makes people suffocate in an instant!"

But Enjolras didn't buy it at all. She snorted and shook her head helplessly. Her eyes were full of disappointment and wrists. The corners of her mouth were outlined. There was no cover up for the disdain and ridicule in her smile, and even a condescending examination.

Marius only grasped Enjolras, who was ready to turn and leave, and then came a step closer again. The powerful momentum had an irresistible and overwhelming force. It seemed that if he didn't persuade Enjolras, he would never give up. "If you were here today, you might understand that the change of the world only needs a ray of light!"

The impassioned Marius pressed the silent Enjolras step by step, and his eyes ran into Enjolras' eyes. "What was right seemed to be wrong, and what was wrong seemed to be right again!" Marius' passionate voice fully and abundantly presented the palpitation, sprouting, joy and moving in his heart. The tenderness and selflessness of falling in love was so beautiful and moving that he forgot himself, the world and even existence.

Marius' singing gradually rose, because he was too excited, because he was too excited, because he was too forgetful, so that his voice began to tremble slightly, and the happiness emerging from the corners of his mouth and eyes burst out with wonderful brilliance, "red, I feel my soul is burning! Black is the world without her

The rhythm of the whole aria slightly slowed down by a quarter of a beat, Marius' every word was so full, Dantian's strong power made the vocal cords begin to shake violently, and the shivering happiness bloomed like a fireworks show, filling the whole stage with nothing left, as if even the air began to bubble sweetly.

"Red is the glory of desire! Black is the color of despair Marius leaned back slightly, and the condescending man became him.

Only those who have really experienced love, who have really accepted the baptism of happiness, and those who have really been in it, can taste the wonderful taste. From hell to heaven, from pain to beauty, from bitterness to sweetness. Just looking back in an instant, an instant will become eternity.

A look, a wrong body, a hand in hand, the world is earth shaking.

Every sentence, Marius has a long ending, lingering; Every word, Marius is full of syllables, heart trembling; Marius vaguely expressed the melody of every musical charm, which was as tender as water. Marius tried to make Enjolras understand that the pursuit of happiness is everyone's natural instinct; And love is a happy moment that can make the soul tremble. Falling in love and bathing in it, Marius's whole face was radiant enough to melt every audience in the theatre.

Enjolras expression is more and more heavy, disappointed look in the collision between the eyebrows, bitter smile in the lip edge outline, anger and generosity in the wrist in the eyes, he could not help but clench his teeth, turned, trying to give up the argument, but, he failed.

With a sudden turn of his body, Enjolras came to Marius with a stride, frowning, "Marius, you are no longer a child. I have never questioned your sincerity, but now, we have a higher mission! "

In the face of Enjolras' query, Marius shook his head slightly and tried to say something. But in his deep eyes, all the words disappeared in his throat. He just looked at him in a daze. He looked at the waves in his eyes, the collision between blood and gunfire, and burst out the despair and pain of tears, just like on the vast and desolate grassland after the fire, Every inch of grass is barren, and life is gone. The vast and majestic stillness makes every life so small.

Enjolras eyes full of light, reflecting a magnificent picture, "who cares about your lonely soul? We have a bigger goal! Our little life is nothing at all

It's not a game. It's a war. It's a war at the cost of life. Under the war of gunfire, people are in dire straits. If they want to enjoy the beauty of the opera house, if they want to enjoy the moisture of love, if they want to enjoy the luxury of wealth, then they should hide at home, rather than stand on the street covered with blood.

Do you understand the price of this war? This is not a game for young and rich children!

The vocal singing, without any superfluous decoration, is thundering down, surging like mountains, like the ocean, like the earth, vast and vast! The magnificent picture of history was spread out in a magnificent way. It seemed that he had never seen any action of Enjolras. Marius could not help but step back. His eyes showed helplessness, shock, and even shame. He felt his own insignificance, selfishness, and blindness.

But Marius is not the only one!