showbiz magician

Chapter 95 110 Nine: Eternal Star

The president shook his finger, "Wrong, it's a mouse." He said and lifted the red cloth.But he didn't see the expected gray mouse, but a snow-white kitten, which immediately squealed softly when it saw the light. "Uh……"

Confucius frowned happily, and shyly said: "Oh, I accidentally guessed it right." Shi Shiran stepped off the stage.

Next, Nana touched the dragonfly, Yao Qian touched the gecko, and Geng Yuanyuan touched the earthworm.When I came down, my face smelled worse than a cesspit.

In short, after the second round, everyone added [-] points.The game entered the final round - a big test of tacit understanding.

Contestants sit in a row, collaborators sit in a row, and a long table is placed in the middle. Everyone faces each other, staring at each other, like a blind date show.

"For the first ring, please write down your and your partner's favorite food."

Confucius likes vanilla ice cream, but thinks the answer is too complicated, so he wipes off the vanilla.What does someone like to eat?She didn't pay attention to it, so she just wrote dumplings casually, because last time someone ate half a bowl at her house, thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile triumphantly, and when she looked up, she met his thoughtful eyes, proudly Keep your head off.

Both sides showed the answer at the same time.She immediately looked at Yi Yi's answer, and saw that he wrote vanilla ice cream on the first line and dark chocolate on the second line.

Yes, coincidence...

"Second ring, please write your own and your partner's favorite songs."

Confucius hesitated for a moment. If it was easy to write the real answer, she would definitely not know it, but she wanted to prove the doubt in her heart, so she gripped the pen and wrote a line of text.As for the songs that are easy to like, she really didn't know, so she wrote the songs she liked twice.

The two of them erected the cardboard at the same time, and they both had two lines of the same words.When Confucius saw the easy answer, his eyes widened instantly, and the water waves in his eyes fluctuated violently, full of inconceivability. His heart seemed to be hit hard, squeezing all the air out of his lungs, making him suffocate uncomfortably.

The president couldn't see her reaction, glanced at the answer and announced with regret: "It seems that you both think that the other party is the same as your favorite, but one is a Chinese song and the other is a Japanese song, which is a bit different!"

Confucius's answers were all in Japanese, and the easy ones were in Chinese.Neither of them refuted, but Shuiyuan suddenly stood up, walked up to the three of them and said, "Their answers are the same, but the words are different." With bright eyes, lips curled up and said with a smile: ""Eternal Star", I also like this song very much, not only me, I believe that everyone who has heard this song will be fascinated by it."

His voice was clear and light, but with a smile, it seemed that he was caught in some extremely good memory.The people around didn't know why, they all looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally he read another sentence in Japanese, and everyone suddenly realized, and then they were incomparably shocked.

All Shanghainese will never forget that one night two years ago, the entire city of SH, known as the city that never sleeps, was plunged into darkness at the same time, except for hospitals and other essential places.After an emergency investigation, it was found that it was not a power failure, but the computer in the city center was forcibly controlled, and the power supply equipment was ordered to be cut off.

Citizens panicked, thinking that some terrorist attack had occurred.

At [-]:[-], all the outdoor advertising screens lit up at the same time, and lines of black text scrolled.At the same time, soft music echoed in the empty night sky.

That night, they heard a song that they will never forget. They couldn't even understand the title and lyrics of the song, but the singing seemed to have a mysterious charm, releasing the pain and joy buried in their hearts together. The extreme contradiction The interlacing and fusion creates a new mood, which is the worship and awe of infinite life and endless time and space, as well as the endless hope and prospect of the future.

It is the purest emotion deeply rooted in everyone's heart, but with the growth of age and the deepening of experience, it is sprinkled with layers of dust.Dreams become dreams, passion degenerates into mediocrity, day after day, year after year, and occasionally I can no longer see the blue sky when I was young.

That song was like gentle wings brushing away the thin or thick dust. That night, everyone seemed to return to the youth, embrace the heart of a child again, and bathe in the clear moonlight to receive the washing of the soul.

After that night, the mysterious singing voice never appeared again. It was like a dream in Nanke. After waking up from the dream, life returned to the original track without any waves.The only change is that a green seed is rooted in everyone's heart, dormant quietly, waiting for the right time to take root and germinate, and grow into a towering tree.

Afterwards, many people tried to find out the singer of the mysterious song in various ways, but it was like a drop of water turned into water vapor in the desert and quickly disappeared without a trace.The only thing we can know from that song is that the singers are three girls who call themselves SKY.

I don't know what kind of tacit understanding came out of, everyone chose to be silent, chose to bury deeply, and no one talked about that night or that song again.As time goes by, people gradually can't tell whether it is a dream or reality, and only put it at the dividing point between true and false, and quietly recollect it when the dream returns at midnight.

"It's a Japanese song, and the title of the song translated into Chinese is "Eternal Star", so their answer is correct." Shui Yuan concluded with a smile, but everyone was caught in that memory that seemed to come from ancient times, and no one listened to it. into his words.

"I didn't expect you to like this song too." Kong Zixi looked directly at Yi, his fists on both sides of his thigh trembling slightly.

Yi propped his chin with his hands, tilted his head to look at her, his eyes were blurred for a moment, and soon returned to endless darkness.He hooked the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Yes, I have always liked it very much, to the extreme."

This was just an episode of the game, and the memory rippled slightly and quickly returned to calm.Then the president asked many similar questions.If Kong Zixi's heart was only slightly turbulent just now, it has turned into a turbulent wave later on.Her answers to Yi are all guesswork, half right or wrong, and easy to answer all her related questions fluently and with a [-]% correct rate!
They appeared together, a man and a woman, with an ambiguous attitude, and everyone thought they were a couple.Therefore, the audience looked at them very harshly, probably thinking that someone is a lover and she is the legendary heartbroken woman.But the fact is clearly not the case!A certain person doesn't like her at all...he doesn't like her at all, right...but why does he know her so well? He even knows how she was smashed in the head with a football when she was a child! ?

At the end of the game, they won No.1, and the prize was a handheld computer worth 2000 yuan.

Confucius Xi walked forward without saying a word while holding the prize, and Yi followed unhurriedly behind, with a faint smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Someone." She suddenly turned around and grabbed his sleeve, opened her mouth, and choked up, "Don't play anymore, okay? Tell me, okay? I feel so tired, so hard, I don't want to Guess again..." After speaking, her voice became lower and lower, she squatted on the ground, buried her head in her arms and began to sob.

Since when did you care about this man so much?Obviously knowing that he is not sincere, clearly knowing that his sweet words are jokes, clearly knowing that he cannot be seduced by him, but every time I stay with him, I will still be uncontrollably happy...

Just like being held in his arms and softly comforted by him now will make her heart as sweet as drinking honey.He is a manjusawa blooming wantonly, exuding a dangerous fragrance, but she has been deeply bewitched by this fragrance, unable to extricate herself, falling into the endless abyss.

Can't!Confucius, your life is not yours alone, at least not until August [-] next year!You still have something to do, and you can't have any more useless thoughts until then!

Thinking of this, her heart seemed to be tightly clenched and then suddenly let go.She took a deep breath, pushed it away easily, looked up at him for a moment, the corners of her mouth slowly raised, as if after thousands of rehearsals, the smile was finally finalized, clean, pure, like the white wings of an angel.

Her body was shrouded in soft, silver-like moonlight, hazy, near and far away, as if it would disappear into the night at any time.

Looking at her like this, Yi Yi's gaze gradually became obsessed, and it took a long time before he gradually returned to his senses. He reached out and tapped her forehead lightly, and said with a light smile, "You, it's always like this." He stood up and patted her clothes. Dust, whose horns did not exist, bowed slightly like a gentleman, stretched out his hand in front of her, and said softly, "Let's go, my wife and beauty."

She gracefully put her hand on his, stood up with her strength, raised her head and smiled at him calmly, and said softly: "Okay."

"Are you going to deal with the prize like this?"

"If you are so rich, don't rob me."

"Let me tell you."

"I'm going to send it to the second child."

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(End of this chapter)