The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 375 Please start your show

After Bei Zhikang finished the opening, the style of the two hosts finally returned to normal.

Well, it’s probably not normal. According to the normal process, the “business” will be put at the top of the head anyway, but after the two hosts gave a touching speech—someone went on stage to perform and start performing!

"It's bullshit!"

Bei Zhikang's position was only two tables away from Li Cang's side. Dai Lihong didn't deliberately suppress his voice, and Li Cang heard it clearly. Then Bei Zhikang just glanced at Dai Lihong lightly, smiled, and beckoned him to be safe. impatient.

There were several soldiers on the stage, and several of them were the kind of teachers that Li Cang was familiar with but could not be called taboo anyway. They spoke like mountains and rivers roaring and full of enthusiasm.

"Ode to the Motherland", "Steel Torrent March", "Field of Hope", "One World, One Family"

The first program lasted for 22 minutes, and the divisions sang a chorus. When they stepped off the stage, among the nearly [-] teachers, especially the [-] or so lead singers, they were already sweating profusely.

The host came to the stage, thanked, delivered a speech, and connected the past and the future. The base, the current situation of human survivors, and the outlook for the future were subtly interspersed in the middle.
The audience couldn't be calm for a long time, everyone was in a turbulent mood and wanted to lie down.

The more oppressive the atypical period, the more people's empathy will be indulged in it. In this situation, at this time, at this place, to hear such singing and see such a performance, the results and effects can be imagined.

Compared with the next program, it seems much lighter, and there is not so much meaning in it.

The performer is a young lady with gentle eyebrows and a fairy-like white robe and dance clothes. The style is a bit biased towards Hanfu, with shoes, hairpins, and walks.

Solo dance, only a beam of light, already full of youth.

But when the sound of the zither and the xun was angry and high-pitched, the huabuyao seemed to have a soul, shining brightly and fluttering its wings, and the young lady unexpectedly gave birth to all things in one life, two, three, and three, and turned into a total of 72 people. The dancers are exactly the same, their gait, posture, and amplitude are completely synchronized, without any flaws.

At this time, the stage special effects such as lights and sea of ​​clouds are fully on, and the mist dances like a curtain, as if entering a fairyland!

"Avatar is too beautiful."

Li Cang was slightly stunned. The young lady was a very professional dancer at first glance, and with the blessing of prayer skills, the performance was nothing to say.

"I am the swarm!"

This is Lao Wang's evaluation, it is very good, it makes people want to beat this guy into a bug egg.

After the dance ended, the young lady named Lin Xixian did not leave the stage directly, but was left behind by the two masters.

With the cooperation of the host, he described in detail the entry, consumption, and specific scope and limitations of the prayer skills, and then extended the suggested usage of destiny coins, sacrifices, prayers, etc.

"Tsk, clone 72 has the same combat power as the main body, which is negligible. It's a pity."

"If there is a strong combat power blessing, the base will obviously not use her as an example," Li Cang said, "there is a problem with the entry, the avatar only inherits the original physique of the main body, and there will be no growth in the future. It’s too expensive, and, Old Wang, are you asking for too much? He’s a dancer, not a martial artist, and what he’s doing now is a civilian job, so what’s the target of combat effectiveness?”

"I'm just saying it casually," Lao Wang raised his eyebrows, "It's been quite a long time, you think it will be a bit hard to be her boyfriend."

What are you talking about, what a joke, how can such a thief like Li Cang have a long mouth?

"Humph~"

Li Leisi then withdrew her gaze and hummed softly.

The hostess Pei Qian thanked Miss Lin Xixian, and said in a straight voice:
"There is such a group of people who have been contributing to the construction of the base since the most difficult period when the base was built. Among them are men, women, old and young, some have become honorable soldiers, and some are still They shined and made their voices heard in their respective positions, and some of them died quietly—”

"Today, we invite a small number of them to come to the scene to accept the commendation as representatives and to receive this heavy honor for everyone. Welcome: Yan Zi, deputy captain of Qingshou 71 team, Wang Yang, member of Collect 23 team, and 19 obstacle-clearing team Team member Cheng Zhihuan, Qian Hao from the 8th Guards Regiment, Sun Tianyi, Chief Physician of Orthopedics at the General Hospital of the Base, Yin Yiyi, Head Teacher of Class 5, Year 8, Fourth Primary School of the Base, and Bao Luohong, Deputy Chief Researcher of the Biomaterials Department of the First Academy of Scientific Research”

There are more than 180 names, and I feel that the two hosts are almost starved of oxygen after reading it.

As for the commendation, it was Xunzong's favourite: medals, personally worn by Bei Zhikang and others on each chest.

Li Cang has always felt that such vain things are meaningless, and then the practical ones came——

A full 6 work points, per person.

According to the current prices of base 7, 6 work points are enough to buy a fairly good single-family two-story building, which can be described as generous, but such a comparison reveals the gap. You must know that Li Cang took the coin of fate at that time!

"There are so-so things," Lao Wang said, "This wave of bases is not considered petty."

When more than 180 people came down from the stage, Li Cang, who was distracted while reading the names, suddenly noticed that Suo Zhihui's five-member team was among them.

Both sides were taken aback.
Suo Zhihui, Lang Shuai, Yong Jian, Meng Fanran, and Chi Sangzi stared at Li Cang who was sitting in the first row in disbelief, looked at Rao Qifang, and then at the nameplate on the table, as if suddenly enlightened.

The four men thought they had mastered some key elements, and the corners of their mouths inevitably showed a mockery of 3 points of contempt and 7 points of envy
Suo Zhihui had nothing to do with it, but she quickly reacted and cast a gentle sweet smile towards Li Cang.

Li Cang had no choice but to give a polite response that met social expectations.

"Heh, the big tengu roars and licks the dog~"

Li Leisi muttered something in a low voice when Suo Zhihui passed by, and Suo Zhihui's expression froze suddenly.

"I said, it's almost done," Li Cang couldn't laugh or cry, "Where is this?"

"Why, do you feel distressed?"

"I￥%"

Just shut up.

This is not a question of whether you can fight or not, the main thing is that there is no need to make it embarrassing.

The performance is still going on, and occasionally a few commendation items are appropriately interspersed. The waiters also wear cloth dishes like flowers and butterflies to serve drinks and drinks. Most of them are some cold cuts and desserts, which are not rich. They are just exquisite and beautiful. Applause when watching performances, occasionally raise a glass and talk in a low voice or something
Overall, the atmosphere is harmonious and quite relaxed, but it doesn't appear chaotic and noisy.

The audience in the audience communicated with each other:

"Well, is this show a sand painting?"

"It can't be that simple, besides, to ensure the effect of sand painting, we use flat templates. If we perform on stage, we need to use special lighting panels, and we don't hang the canvas."

"Shh, it's started!"

A skinny young lady with disheveled hair and sunken eyes came onto the stage, looking very scruffy, with oil paint all over her clothes, no makeup at all, and a big, thick brush in her hand.

click.
When he came up in a daze, he bowed at 90 degrees, didn't say anything extra, and just wrote and splashed ink.

The canvas is huge, and she occasionally needs to use a ladder. There is no soundtrack in the audience's silence, so the sound of moving the ladder is particularly harsh.

As her brush was lowered and moved away, the lumps of ink marks one by one, the pure black ink evolved into gorgeous colors, as if they would glow.

"Whether other people are beautiful, their family conditions are beautiful, or their wives are beautiful, I don't envy them at all. I just envy those guys with artistic bacteria." Lao Wang smacked his lips and sighed, "I can't learn it, this is amazing, it's so wonderful. !"

Just, how should I say it?

Some people once thought that having a wish meant owning the whole world, but the fact is that a large number of people who have already started working hard before the end of the world disaster should be hanged or hanged, with various skills and various skills.
Generation after generation of gods, the strongest are still only humans!

emmm, Master Wang is one of the people who expressed envy.

For example, what are the knowledge points of painting, musical instruments, foreign materialization, history, geopolitics, adding him and praying together still seem unattainable, a complete blind spot!

As we all know, knowledge + prayer ± brain hole, the fighting power that can be unleashed is unimaginable for ordinary people.
Otherwise, Lao Wang puts the self-proclaimed great craftsman every day, why didn't he build a Gundam and push the heavens horizontally?
Is it because he has no brains, yes, or no?

Talking about it, no
This stems from being poor both physically and mentally, not only without brains but even without money.
The stage of the version bonus is already in the past tense, such as a certain jewelry brand’s security team and the warehouse manager offering sacrifices to the vault to earn a large amount of fate coins, such as luxury cars, antiques, precious metals, collection addiction, disasters on the first day of super-world awakening, punching Nanshan Tiger’s foot kick the beihai old turtle
This kind of thing may happen again, but it will not happen commonly. Destiny coins lack normal use channels, and may not be able to be converted into combat effectiveness and life length with high quality.

The previous avatar lady and the painter in front of me, aren't they still "literature" students, it seems that it's not easy to "blame" the reason on the iron post protection of the base, right?

Cough. Pulled away.
The young lady who painted is chic and willful, and she never stops. The painting in front of her is just a fake of the picture in her mind, and she lifts the weight like a light.

As time goes by, every stroke of the outline begins to fade and the ink color blooms. The painting is not completed, but the glory is already there.

"Well, can you see what she drew?" Lao Wang was a little embarrassed, "Isn't it that animals like them have to draw a hammer here and there to make people confused in order to look professional?"

Li Cang: emmm
To be honest, Li Cang didn't understand it either, he only felt that there was a high probability that the paintings were not people.
nonsense!

The last stroke seems to be such a random wave, and the ink blots are stained and stained, almost spanning the entire painting.

That's it?

Is this over?

The stage lights went out, and almost everyone frowned, inexplicably.

However, the transformation has only just begun, and the stroke across the painting is like the finishing touch. It has turned into a sunset glow that is as red as a bloody sword pointing at the setting sun, and it is also like the morning glow that rises and surpasses fire, making the whole painting flickering and flickering without any rules. The light is integrated and unified, and it becomes a precipitous mountain that rises and falls above the void and the clouds!

The whole painting is majestic and majestic, with an eye-catching and majestic momentum.
How touching the visual feast is, how scarce the text description is.

The people under the stage were in an uproar, the DNA had already moved, and no matter what the occasion was, there was a powerful soul cry——

"Lying! Slot!"

This is not over yet, the sun is shining brightly, the clouds are smudged on the paper, the deep birdsong and beasts are heard from the undulating mountains like crouching dragons, the fallen leaves are falling, the vines are winding, and the fragrance of flowers is overwhelming.
Li Cang squinted his eyes and turned to another place. The scenery, mountains, falling leaves, and moving clouds seemed to be unfolding slowly in front of him. The scene was once again vivid in front of my eyes.

"Huh~"

Thunderous applause!

The corner of the thin, slovenly girl on the stage twitched abruptly, and finally smiled.

She bowed deeply, pulled the canvas and swung it vigorously, and lifted the horizontal scale of the canvas to flip in accordance with her movements, showing the back of the canvas in front of everyone.

same position, same profile, same angle
Through the back of the paper, what is reflected is something completely different from the front: a gigantic beast!
The giant beast stepped on the ground where the magma flowed, and the smoke and dust reached its knees, and it was roaring towards the sky towards a crumbling planet with a pale halo.

"roar~"

The emptiness next to the ear was like the roar of a giant beast from ancient times, making everyone's blood tremble, whistling desperately and clapping their hands in applause.

The audience commented:
"Big dragon? Master?"

"It looks like the Storm Dragon King in the Canyon of the Dead, but it's not quite like it. It's specious. I like this giant beast so much!"

"Awesome, awesome!"

Bei Zhikang stood up excitedly——

"Okay, what a painting! What a little girl with a diamond heart and lotus face!"

"There are hills and valleys in the chest, mountains and rivers in the eyes, flowers in the heart, a sword in the hand, a compassionate heart, and diamond skills!"

"it is good!!"

Even Bei Zhikang was so excited, let alone other people.

The enthusiasm, excitement, and excitement of all the people in the auditorium, all kinds of emotions are clearly manifested under the light of the painting, transpiring like clouds, and everyone empathizes with each other, and it is full of heat.

However, at this moment, the body of the thin girl on the stage trembled suddenly, and her dark and bright eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of shadow and blood, turning scarlet like a predator hiding in the depths of the dark night.

Those embodied emotions surged into the mouth of the giant beast in the painting like a tide, and the long whale disappeared like sucking water.

"What's the matter? She doesn't seem to be quite right."

"But don't make any mistakes!"

"Uh"

Bei Zhikang turned his head to look somewhere, and immediately several staff members cautiously climbed onto the stage, trying to check the situation of the skinny girl.

As they approached, there was commotion everywhere in the audience
Everyone had already sat down, but more than a dozen people were still standing motionless. They suddenly raised their hands in unison and muttered to the sky, as if they were performing some kind of weird and sneaky ritual.

In the blink of an eye, the murmur turned into a scream full of pain and mania.

"Show me!"

"Purge!"

"People who don't respect my lord!"

"A place where filth is hidden!"

The bloody light suddenly appeared, and the bodies of more than a dozen people melted quickly like candles from bottom to top. The melted flesh and blood released a thick bloody light that could not be said to be strange and disgusting, and climbed to their raised palms.

boom!
More than ten streaks of blood meandered and flooded the painting, the curtain burst open, and the beast in the painting suddenly came to life!
Such a scene can be called fantasy.

Everyone in the auditorium hadn't recovered yet. A ferocious monster with a height of more than 15 meters, covered in electric lights and black clouds, jumped out of the painting, rose against the wind, and crushed the stage with one foot.

"roar~"

Roar again, the fishy wind hits your face!
Static electricity turned everyone in the auditorium into afro heads.
　I have prepared quite a lot, just like those chapters 225~232. I realized that I couldn’t write it after knowing it, and I mentioned it in a roundabout way. Now I look at this place and it may seem awkward. Please try your best to understand it. There is really no good way.
　　
　
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