Chapter 1278

"I won't let them completely defeat me. There is a world that belongs to me after all, just because I am different!"

With the rising of the high voice, all the sparks in the air were completely ignited, and even the sound of bursting could be heard clearly. It reverberated on the eardrum for a long time, and the beating of the heart could not help but lose its original rhythm.

Edith is out.

Arthur stood behind him and was severely hit by 100000 points. Before he could speak out his voice, he could only watch Edith walk out of the crowd. He raised his right hand high and clenched his fist. As a follower of the call, he became a member of the wave of lenley.

But the problem is, it's not a concert, it's not Hollywood. No one will forget himself because of emotional excitement here, and no one will hold up his right hand to show his support. This is not only a shame, but also a laughing stock for everyone.

Arthur couldn't help but close his eyes, his face almost unable to hide his chagrin.

But the next second, when Arthur opened his eyes, he stood still.

Beatrice stepped out. She also raised her right hand high. Her face was full of tears and pain. The twinkling light in her eyes reflected the bright stars in the sky. She ignored other people's sight, Party occasions and royal etiquette. She simply followed her heart and responded to the call.

Matthew Dunlop is out.

Eaton domer is out.

Andre Hamilton is out.

Even Richard de Ville is on the list.

One by one, the aristocrats, who seem noble, reserved and reserved, are listed one by one. Some clumsy, some shy, some embarrassed, but they still raised their right hand high, clenched into a fist, built into a forest, indomitable, it is so strange.

have never even heard of it.

But the problem is that the achievements and glory of "Langley hall" are unheard of? So, what's the fuss about the grand occasion and the abnormality in front of us?

Arthur opened his mouth slightly, shocked and stunned, and his eyes slowly fell on Lan Li. The youngest son of the hall family, who seems to be weak, is now supporting a piece of heaven and earth with his own shoulders and resolutely marching forward. At this moment, his body is full of light, which makes people almost unable to look directly at him.

"When the blade of words strikes, I fight back with overwhelming force. I'm brave and fearless. I'm black and blue. I'm born to be myself. That's me!"

The thin shoulders straightened up stubbornly, just like the vigorous green pine, but the elegant and handsome face burst out an irresistible vigor and blood, even the light on the side face became dim. That glory, that appreciation, that vision, that admiration, all bow to surrender.

As never before, Arthur also felt the inner desire.

This is not Almeida theater, he knows, but at this moment, he doesn't care, or he doesn't want to care, he also wants to face himself bravely, the most real self, embrace freedom, get rid of the shackles, and pursue dreams.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth. Arthur now finally understood Edith's words: he did it.

Even though he was black and blue, even though he was scarred, even though he was struggling, lanli had never been afraid, nor had he ever retreated. After all, he found his own world. Even in the upper class, if you glance at the raised fist, Arthur will know that he also has a place.

"Yes, he did."

Then Arthur took a step forward, raised his right hand, changed his palm into a fist, clenched it, and then clenched it.

Arthur thought that he would not be moved, but the fact is that in the passionate and magnificent melody, the power continuously burst out, he clenched his fist firmly, and something in his soul seemed to wake up, that kind of fullness, that kind of happiness, that kind of joy began to flow rapidly in his blood vessels.

"Notice that I'll shine on the stage, I'll march forward bravely on the drum, I'm fearless, I'm magnanimous, I'll never apologize for it, that's me!"

Involuntarily, in the surging music, Edith began to sing softly, "Oh, oh, oh... Oh, oh, oh..."

The light and simple melody is calling everyone's inner melody. In the surging and powerful keys, all of them are released. Then, one by one, one by one, the humming team is growing stronger and stronger.

There was still scorn and disgust in his eyes. Viscount Beaufort could hardly believe his eyes and ears. Such a vulgar, superficial and vulgar way of performance now appeared in the upper class party. It was an indelible shame. His anger soared from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head.

For the upper class, for the aristocracy, it is a shame of moral decay! But it's really unfolding in front of us. Viscount Beaufort seems to be able to clearly see that their tradition that they have adhered to for centuries is falling apart, and what he cherishes, what he insists on and what he loves is falling.

Viscount Beaufort is not the only one.

But the problem is that these critical eyes seem to be the most wonderful accompaniment, which vividly interprets the profound meaning of the soul in lanli's Song - those mountains and rivers, those difficulties and obstacles, those bruised, but they can not define their soul and self, they are themselves, and they do not need to apologize for being themselves.

Every word and every musical symbol in the melody has become so real and moving. The sharper the scene is, the more surging the emotion is, the sharper the sight is, and the more firm the emotion is. Gradually, they begin to take off their disguises and masks, open their arms, join the ranks and shout:

Let the storm be more severe.

Unbelievably, the chorus was getting louder and louder. At first, it was just a few people, but it quickly spread like a prairie fire in the whole audience. Even Richard joined in without exception. The uniform singing made the air in the banquet hall bubbling and boiling. It seemed that all people were connected and felt each other's heartbeat and breath.

As for those who are still silent, on the contrary, they are isolated and immersed in music.

There are still attacks, conspiracies and insults. Today, here he takes them all: he will not feel ashamed because he insists on being himself, he will not feel guilty because he pursues his dream, and he will not choose to apologize because he is different.

The power of the soul, at this moment, burst out.

"I know I deserve to be loved, there's nothing I don't deserve!"

That gradually higher voice, burst out of incredible energy! He deserves all the glory, all the praise, all the support and all the love. Even when they grew up, they never supported him, even once.

It's anger.

That's unyielding.

For the scorn and indifference of George and Elizabeth!

It was a counterattack.

That's firmness.

For lanli's dream and freedom!

That's the horn.

That's cheering.

For every soul not willing to bear the shackles!

Everyone is worthy of being loved and should not be hurt because of his own difference; Everyone is worth cherishing, and should not be excluded because of his own independence; Everyone is worthy of respect and should not be worried about his uniqueness.

"There's nothing I don't deserve." This is the cry and roar from lanli's heart. He deserves the whole world.

Looking at the bruised blue Li, Matthew's vision became blurred and embarrassed again. He wanted George and Elizabeth to be ashamed, he wanted Viscount Beaufort to be ashamed, and he wanted those who still looked at Langley with circus eyes to feel ashamed.

No one should apologize for being brave. no one!

When their eyes fall on Lan Li, the man who bravely pursues his dream, who firmly embraces freedom, who cuts through thorns and thorns but refuses to compromise and give up, who is brilliant and brilliant, they should feel embarrassed for their smallness and meanness, they should be ashamed of themselves and hide in the dark corner forever.

The roar and cry, let the heart in the chest stop beating, a tear pain slowly dense open. Blue Li's body and soul, those invisible scars, are slowly emerging, but he still refused to compromise, refused to surrender, refused to be timid, bravely stood up again, bathed in the sun, solemnly declared his existence!

In a flash, the piano stopped, all the singing, all the humming, all the melody stopped, and the whole hall fell into silence. Countless eyes fell on Lan Li, watching him quietly. Before he realized it, he had already held his breath, and even the heart beat seemed to have completely disappeared.

At this moment, the world is so breathtaking!

Note: This is me (Keala settlethe greatest showman ensemble)