It's already dark outside, and the street lights are bright. Many staff members who have not yet had time to leave work pass by here and look at it curiously. In the middle of the night, a large number of people suddenly gathered downstairs, why is this?

However, not only the staff, but even the audience were confused, and they were inexplicably called downstairs to watch the show, and there was not even a seat, just such a group of people were waiting here.

Within two minutes, Su Gaolang and Yan Rong, as well as many leaders of the Spirit Plant Association, also came over, but they didn't alarm anyone, they just found a place to stand there.

"It's been you watching their rehearsals for nine days these days, how about it? Don't make such a big formation, and make people laugh at it in the end, it will be too embarrassing for our association. Su Gaolang asked Yan Rong in a low voice.

"Don't worry, Lao Su, aren't you worried about my younger brother?" Yan Rong said affirmatively, but in fact, she also muttered in her heart, she didn't know how the performance would be, but she just listened to Jiutian's narration and felt that it should be very good.

Lu Xiaqing stood in the far corner with Director Qiao wearing a mask, also waiting for the performance to start.

Director Qiao kept muttering, but he didn't say anything good at first glance.

"Please enjoy the show "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold" below. ”

Voices came from the building.

As soon as the words fell, several large searchlights hit the floor, and the entire building became bright and unobstructed.

Only then did the audience realize that on the surface of the building, there were several loud speakers, and the sound came from there.

The next moment, the sound of music suddenly remembered. A beam of white light suddenly lit up, scattering from the bottom up, and the other lights echoed collectively, flickering and condensing at a position on the edge of the roof, and a figure appeared on it.

All eyes converged, not knowing what was going to be performed.

In the next second, the sound of cold air suddenly sounded.

A woman wearing a long skirt in an ancient costume just opened her legs and fell downstairs.

"Someone jumped off the building!"

"I don't dare to look at it!"

The audience exclaimed.

But the expected picture did not appear, and the falling figure suddenly swayed and landed on the glass of the floor, showing a right angle, as if standing on the flat ground.

Immediately afterwards, one after another dancers in long skirts fell from the roof of the building in the same way, and then stepped on the glass of the floor.

In an instant, more than a dozen people stood on the entire floor, walking forward in unison.

Looking up from the audience's position, everyone has a sense of spatial confusion, not knowing where the ground is.

For this scene alone, the audience began to applaud.

"That's a great idea, isn't it?"

"Is this using the floor as a stage? It's amazing!"

This is just the opinion of ordinary audiences, and the brows of several music critics gradually showed surprise. Insiders look at the doorway, and laymen look at the liveliness. Not to mention this peculiar way of appearance, the intro of this song is very good.

Yu Ningdie held the microphone, although she drank the epiphany tea, she still couldn't help but feel a little excited in her heart at this moment.

She spoke.

"The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door and tormented the world. ”

As the song sounded, the entire floor changed in an instant, and a huge white rice paper appeared at Yu Ningdie's feet. There was black ink smudging out.

In the black ink, some images began to emerge.

A stream flows through it, and on a quaint stone bridge, the butterflies sing and chant softly.

The long sleeves of the backup dancers are spread and they dance on it, matching the picture under their feet, as if the audience has traveled back to an ancient era in an instant.

............

"It's raining, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep. ”

"I've heard that you're always alone. ‘

............

The rain fell from the sky. A woman in a long skirt walks in the rain, her back gradually blurred.

The background story of the song Fireworks Easy to Cold was presented to people at this time for the first time by Jiutian. Yu Ningdie turned into the heroine of the story, leaning against the mottled city gate and singing to the empty bluestone slab.

Everyone was stunned, staring motionless at the picture on the building, and no one said a word.

Not only the audience here, but also all the staff of the association passing by also forgot the work at hand and looked up in distraction.

The picture is constantly changing, and the audience seems to see a woman who is in love, but watching her husband go away. The battlefield is merciless, and the cold light shines on the iron coat. Many years later, the general returned from a hundred battles, but he could not find his wife. Someone told him that for so many years, there had been an infatuated woman, alone, waiting for her husband's return.

Yu Ning Butterfly's figure gradually became illusory.

The picture changed abruptly, and the general came to a tomb. The tombstone bears the wife's name.

Yu Ningdie's figure floated in the air, singing resentfully, but full of a certain joy and comfort. Although she was dead, her husband eventually returned and did not forget her.

The last sentence.

Yu Ningdie sang: "Jialan Temple listens to the sound of rain and looks forward to eternity. ”

In the long tail note, the general seemed to sense something, and raised his head to look in the direction of Yu Ning Butterfly.

And at this moment, the figure of the Yu Ning Butterfly suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a holy white divine bird, which exuded a holy light all over its body, like a silver moon, cold and mysterious. It lowered its head, revealing a crown of sunshine, and its long tail feathers streaked across the void, leaving behind a brilliant glow.

In the midst of this light, on his wife's grave, suddenly a plant began to grow.

It was a large patch of fast-growing hydrangeas, round and composed of one small flower after another. Colourful threads of aura rise from the dense petals, then gather and spread out, falling back onto the petals, forming a loop. It's like colorful fireworks, constantly blooming.

The hydrangeas continued to grow, spreading along the tombstone and then throughout the building.

The whole building became bright, and the dazzling brilliance was constantly surging on it, and the aura was gathering and dispersing, as if it was not a real thing.

When the music ended, the entire building returned to its original state in an instant, and Yu Ningdie and the backup dancer returned to the rooftop. Only bunches of white searchlights were left on it. It seems that all the scenes just now are a strange dream.

The show ended for a full minute, and no audience spoke.

"Ladies and gentlemen, when the show is over, please be ready to vote. ”

The voice of the staff woke everyone up, and immediately applause poured out like a tide, and everyone who watched the performance couldn't help but applaud.

The applause and screams continued for a few minutes again. There is no doubt that it was a resounding success and that every audience was conquered by this performance.

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