Chapter 143 "Absurd."
Chen Yi, on the other hand, didn't care about the discussions around him, tried his best to calm himself down, looked up at the backlog of black clouds above his head, and silently activated the only prop in the center of the universe.
Next second—
"clang clang clang"
The accompaniment of a piece of music suddenly sounded in the ears of all the players in Yancheng.
Almost instantly, the players in the center of the square suddenly fell silent, and looked up at Chen Yi who was standing in the center of the square with blank expressions. Did Chen Yi make this singing sound? How did it feel like it was ringing directly in their ears.
Is there such a good speaker?
And Xiaoxiuyue's mother also had a flash of surprise in her eyes, standing behind the little elf with her arms folded in interest, staring at Chen Yi in black tuxedo in front of her.
Jiaye, who was sitting on the shoulders of the hammer in the crowd, looked at Brother Yi's back with eyes full of stars, and the look of admiration almost overflowed from his eyes.
Iron Hammer just lowered his head and took out an iron cigarette case from his pocket, counting in a low voice.
"One, two, four."
"No, no, there should be three after two."
"One, two, three,"
Even Kutu didn’t expect that Brother Yi still had this prop, and he straightened his back for a moment. It seemed that Brother Yi was prepared to come, and he didn’t come here specially to embarrass himself.
The accompaniment sounded little by little.
Chen Yi held a cane in one hand and stood in the center of the square in a black tuxedo. He opened his arms and looked up at the black clouds above the city, with his lips parted slightly.
Yourou's singing sounded slowly in the ears of all the players in Yancheng.
"The cool morning dew wets the black dress."
"There is fog on the stone road, and my father is whispering."
“.”
"Judge in the name of the Father."
"It feels like there is no suitable vocabulary."
“It’s like laughing and crying at the same time.”
"Condensed and completely black."
“.”
The singing sounded in the ears of every Yancheng player.
The consumptive rabbit who was standing on the spot with a straight back suddenly felt something in his heart was stirred up, and an unprecedented sadness suddenly surged into his heart. Looking at Chen Yi's back with slightly red eyes, he clenched his fists tightly, feeling that suddenly very sad.
It's like Brother Yi is dying.
Jiaye, who was sitting on the shoulders of the iron hammer with eyes full of admiration, also froze suddenly. His eyes felt a little wet, as if tears were streaming down the corners of his eyes, and he felt very sad inside. It felt like Brother Yi was dying.
The iron hammer, who was standing on the spot and bowing his head to count the cigarettes, also stopped the movement in his hand, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable looking at Chen Yi's back. Is Brother Yi dying soon?
Why is he suddenly so sad.
Most of the players in the center of the square suddenly fell into a sad mood. Everyone's eyes were red and they looked up at the black clouds above their heads. They looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, trying not to let tears fall out of their eyes.
Everyone remembered the saddest thing in their hearts.
And the little elf's mother, who was still interested in holding her arms in her arms, threw herself into the arms of the little elf's father beside her with tears all over her face. The **** looks like a little girl.
The little elf sitting cross-legged on the ground also rushed into Dad's arms, crying loudly.
And this middle-aged man also looked up at the sky with red eyes, and hugged his wife and daughter into his arms, not letting his tears fall.
In a certain house in Yancheng, Han Yu's family, who were still silent at first, hugged in a ball involuntarily and burst into tears at the moment when the singing sounded.
"I"
"What have I been living my whole life?"
"Am I still me?"
"Why am I suddenly so sad?"
Even the fox tail that has been raised behind him seems to feel the mood of the owner, and it hangs weakly behind him, looking sluggish.
A song is halfway through soon.
Wearing a black tuxedo, Chen Yi held a black cane, stood in the puddle on the square, looked at the three judges who were holding their heads in pain, and continued to sing calmly and in a daze.
“We are all guilty.”
"Committed different sins."
“.”
And while singing and stepping on the dance steps.
The dance steps are simple.
One step forward, one step left, one step right, one step back.
Four steps for beginning dancers.
Standing behind Chen Yi, Kutu couldn't hide the sadness in his heart. Standing beside Brother Yi with tears on his face, he also began to follow the rhythm of Brother Yi and danced. The two hadn't rehearsed in advance, but their limbs looked almost the same.
One is because the dance steps are really simple, and the other is because the tacit understanding between the two is really not low.
Jia Ye, who was sitting on the shoulders of Iron Hammer, also jumped down, and trot all the way to Chen Yi's side, with reddish eyes and tight mouth corners, under the sound of music, he followed the rhythm of Brother Yi and stepped on a four-beat dance step.
Tie Hammer stood in place for a while, and then walked to Chen Yi's side, following everyone's rhythm and stepping on a four-beat dance step.
The picture is extremely consistent and harmonious.
Under the endless black clouds, the four of Chen Yi stood in the center of the square full of puddles, and under the witness of many players, under the erosion of music, they stepped on their four-beat dance steps.
Immediately after.
More and more people were emotionally affected by Chen Yi, and other players in the square couldn't help standing behind Chen Yi with red eyes and holding back their tears. Also humming the song in the name of the father sung by Chen Yi.
The picture on the square looks like a concert.
The sadness value that Chen Yi gained was also increasing crazily at an extremely terrifying speed. In almost a few seconds, he was on the top of the global list, and the gap with the second place was getting wider and wider!
Elegance and vulgarity have never been two words with a particularly clear boundary line!
You can describe the picture in front of you with vulgarity, and you can also describe the picture in front of you with elegance!
The extreme of elegance is vulgarity, and the extreme of vulgarity is elegance.
But. At least at this moment, in the hearts of these players, this is elegant.
Extremely elegant.
One song falls.
All the talents recovered from their trance, and they stood still without saying a word for a long time before fully waking up.
"good!"
Until I don't know how long it took, the little elf, her mother, who was wearing a cheongsam with protruding front and back, clapped her hands and praised her first with red eyes.
Immediately afterwards, other players in the center of the square also reacted one after another. Everyone looked at Chen Yi with tears in their eyes and applauded continuously.
The scene instantly became lively.
Chen Yi slowly put down the liuhei cane that was holding the cane flat, looked at everything around him, raised the cane in his hand with a calm expression and said in a low voice.
"Absurd."
This is the end of this farce.
(end of this chapter)