Diablo Destruction

Chapter 1208 [Fan Inspiration] Propaganda

Sure enough, there was no chance for everyone to stop, and the curtain that had just fallen suddenly suddenly twisted and bumped, accompanied by crackling fighting sounds, squeaks, rumbling, rumbling from side to side, dong dong, and then Fight back from there.

The audience on the stage was inexplicable for a while, but what happened? Is it the ingenious opening of the next performance?

But the next performance...Look at the program list, it’s an acrobatics with broken armpits and broken eyelids, right? It’s a name that sounds obvious. It makes people want to bow their heads and concentrate on eating popcorn. When did it become a martial art drama?

In the end, with a bang, the fragile curtain could not bear the slaps of three guys, and was pulled hard, and the whole fell down. A huge black cloth that was tens of meters long and five or six meters wide fell from the sky. It was so spectacular, like a fisherman casting a net, but no, three fish were caught.

I saw the **** cloth spreading on the stage, three pieces of bulge bulging high in the middle, entangled together, twisting and twisting, like three fell into the inside of the five fingers, and ran around like a headless fly Squirrel.

But it didn't take long for this tragic black cloth to finally withstand the violence of the half-angels of Kathleen with a sizzle, and torn apart.

The first flapped white wings, and Ka Jieer drilled out of it. The angel blinked with tears and cute eyes, and found me sitting on the special seat at a glance, just like the darkness that had just escaped from terror. In the light of the world, the young birds greeted by the warm embrace of their parents, the elder of "叽~~~~" shouted in a childish manner, and Zhang Da's two childish hands flew up.

"Hey, what's wrong, my iǎi is cute."

I quickly laid Lena in my arms, gently on one side, and vacated a little space to welcome Ka Jieer's rǔ Yan to cast in the forest.

Boom ————

Like the impact sound when iōng shattered a big rock, I burst into tears. This angel is vaguely so ghostly, so to speak, if I remember correctly, the dark world is also a setting of power and reaction. , Isn’t it true that the brains of angels and ghosts are not afraid of collision?

After Ka Jieer, Xi Lusi and Aike Luu drilled out of Ka Jieer's torn opening in the cold and ran up angrily, pulling from behind the dead card that refused to move in my arms Jie'er, trying to pull the sticky i angel out of my arms, and Ka Jieer grabbed me with two hands, turned around, and bite west and Eko fiercely.

Armed with Lena in one hand, holding Verras in one hand, and protecting twins and angels who are constantly beating, I just think it is easier to fight another battle with the painful worm.

Fortunately for the special seat here, there is a dead end from the auditorium. Most of the audience can't see this side. Otherwise, if this scene is seen by tens of thousands of people off the stage, I don't know what it is like to be laughed at. The fight between the twins and Ka Jieer behind the stage has also been in full view.

Hearing a deafening laughter beneath the stage, I couldn't help but downcast my head, and it all ended successfully, but at the last moment...

Now I finally understand that after crossing the finish line for the first successful person, I was trying to raise my hand to pay tribute to the audience, but because of negligence, I didn’t slip and fell in front of the tens of thousands of people who cheered and celebrated. What does this feel like?

"Sir, what should I do now?"

Velas pulled my hand and asked worriedly.

Because the emotions of the audience on the stage were too strong, the next program that was originally prepared also became unable to unfold. Who wants to run to the stage at this time, and is enthusiastically coaxing for other programs, and no one has set his sights on his own. Perform in front of the audience?

Even Linya and Lena didn't anticipate this situation, and frowned for a moment.

That's right, it's time for Wu Fan, my "smart star", to appear. It is not bragging that everyone who is known as Mr. Key is always useless in useful places, but always in useless places. It becomes my expertise to become useful.

"Dad, I'm sorry, it's all Sisi (Eco's fault."

Realizing that such an accident was caused by one's own hands, Si Lusi and Ai Kelu dropped their heads in regret.

"Is there any good apology, the so-called father, will it only show value when the nv children make mistakes?" My arrogant declaration, embracing the two princesses, on their pretty faces, , Kissed heavily.

Typical nv child control theory

Everyone heard this sentence, sweating in my heart, only Carlos' eyes shined, as if he had found the only soulmate in life.

"Brother, what should I do now?" Lena in her arms raised her head and looked worried.

As for what she was worried about, was she worried about the scene in front of her, or was she worried about someone who had become unstoppable and wanted to come forward to solve the problem for her baby nv, the only action that was about to be carried out was she I knew it in my heart.

"Reassure."

I automatically classify Lena’s worries as the first, first picking her up, and entrusting Cartier in her arms to Verras, letting Lena, Si lúsi, and Aike lù look good here, and then one The back of the person, with the calm breeze of unsuccessful success, stepped onto the stage.

In the original world, is there any good way to cool the audience's passionate emotions quickly?

The answer is only one, two words-advertising time.

I was seeing two peerless swordsmen, using their last move, the moment when the outcome was about to be decided, suddenly the picture changed, and a big bald head jumped out, grinning silly to the audience, and placed a bottle of shampoo before iōng , A sentence.

"Using Pan [beep], I see it."

Is there anything more than this that can make the audience who is boiling blood suddenly have a tight bladder?

Absolutely nothing

"Cough, everyone be quiet, be quiet."

On the stage, I shouted loudly at the magic loudspeaker, probably because of the identity of this generation of elders, the laughter under the stage was finally contained, so that my voice could reach everyone's ears.

"Thank you all for watching this alliance performance organized by Elder Akara. I represent Elder Akara. Thank you all..."

After the long and verbose talk, I coughed a few times again, and my appetite was full before I continued to speak slowly.

"Being able to hear everyone's laughter is the greatest encouragement and reward for this league performance. However, if it is not possible to enjoy the fun brought by the next performance, then whether it is for everyone, or for our hard-working actors. It is a huge loss. Therefore, I feel that on the way to this program, I will give you a motivational propaganda to let everyone enjoy the aftertaste of laughter, but also soothe the emotions and usher in the next jīng color show."

Inspirational propaganda?

Everyone you look at me, I look at you, are surprised by this fresh term. Although it is literally well understood and motivated propaganda, how to motivate and how is it a propaganda method?

"So, please continue to appreciate." Gently bowed, at this time, the black curtain that was pulled off by Xi Luke and Lu Jie also changed to a new one, and the time was just grasped. it is good.

Coming behind the curtain, I took out a memory crystal from my pocket and gave an extremely evil smile.

Old man Farah, Mu Xiaodong melon, it's time to pay the price for the last tracing notice. Since you have done the first day, don't blame me for fifteen, use this...

This……

This……

Huh?

What is this?

I looked at the memory crystal in my hand and suddenly.

I just know that there must be something extraordinary in it, and I can let myself enjoy the image of the thrill of revenge, but what the specific content is, I can’t remember it at all.

Amnesia again?

I pressed the sun with a headache and was upset. Has it been too much lately? The day before the day of God’s birthday, the entire day’s memory completely disappeared from my mind, and now, in my hand, I hold a memory crystal that has forgotten the content but remembers the effect.

Is there any relationship between the amnesia that day and the memory crystal in your hand? For the time being, I have come to such a bold conclusion. I will never admit to being a fool with dementia.

But I can't bear to think about it, the curtain has begun to rise slowly.

Seeing this, I quickly put the memory crystal in my hand into a pre-prepared magic array that can automatically provide the ability needed by the memory crystal to play the image, embedded in the groove, and then quietly retreated from the stage.

When the curtain was fully raised, a sweet melody with the saxophone's flavor played slowly on the stage.

"This song is..."

I tilted my head and exclaimed.

It’s a Canon song, how is it possible that the Dark Continent simply doesn’t have this style of skill...

I am more and more certain that this memory crystal is my own masterpiece, and only myself, a traverser, can copy this song, but the content inside really has no impression at all.

Let's continue reading.

When everyone was drunk by the elegance and tranquility of the Canon song, the memory crystal also slowly projected the image onto the entire stage, as if playing a holographic projection movie.

A cry of excitement from the audience sounded. Even among adventurers, memory crystals are rare, not to mention civilians. Most people see memory crystals for the first time.

In the image, the beautiful water sparkling like a galaxy was displayed in front of everyone, making the audience seem to really smell the smell of water and the scene of fish swimming happily in it.

The lens gradually zoomed in, and the originally endless bō light was shining, and gradually, gradually became a big river, the reeds bent by the wind, the glorious pebbles all over the river, and the fish jumping from the water from time to time, with The beauty of the Shang Cannon tune has woven into a paradise on earth for the audience, all of whom are Shen Mí in it.

The lens is still zooming in and out, gradually forming a high-altitude perspective, and the spacious river has turned into a meandering road with a silvery light. At this moment, a shadow suddenly appears in the picture, constantly The river was leaping, and it seemed a bit blurry from afar, but it was not recognizable. It was probably a cheerful deer swaying by the river, dancing gracefully and gracefully.

As if the light figure was the protagonist, in the next second of its appearance, the whole lens suddenly zoomed in quickly, and in the case that all the audience could not be caught, gave the figure a close-up close-up shot.

I saw a tall, sturdy man with bronze muscles shining in the body, posing in the shape of Dapeng with his wings spread, his arms stretched, his toes light, high ground, and the high ground leaped into the sky. An unrestrained smile spread its wings.

Against the background of bō's sparkling river, it looks as bright as a galaxy. It seems that his sturdy and tall body has really got rid of the **** of the earth and flew to the high, mysterious starry sky.

Originally, there was nothing wrong with this.

The premise is that if the man’s eyes are not blocked by a thick black bar, the crotch is not mosaiced, and he is wearing clothes...

"Puff puff puff puff

The sound of water spray from the stage, the feeling of falling from heaven to hell, made them feel the despair of vision for the first time.

"Oh oh, Lina, look and see, I'm on stage..."

There was a smug voice suddenly among the crowd.

"Poof"

Before it was finished, Kalina, who was still incarnate to kill the angel, smashed the mace in her hand.

However, the moment the crowd collapsed, the camera turned again.

This time, I turned to the vibrant reeds that stooped and danced in the wind.

A large breath of relief sounded, as if to say, finally hell.

But without waiting to breathe out, a small figure suddenly emerged among the reeds, hiding inside, peeling off the reeds, secretly, gathering jīng to watch the riverside light like the wind continually leaping lightly Spiritually tall figure.

The guy who knew it was a dwarf at first glance, the eyes on the boxy face and the neat white beard were also covered by a black bar.

The audience sprayed water again.

It's disgusting, a big man was already disgusting by the river, but hiding in the reeds, peeping at this disgusting guy with a gaze of congregation and longing for worship, it seems even more disgusting.

"Kill him, I'm going to kill the guy..."

In the special auditorium, there seemed to be a vague roar from some guy.

This scene seems to end here, the picture gradually dim, and finally settled on the dwarf who peeped from the reeds, the big brown face that seemed to be determined.

Before waiting for the audience to take a breath, that Canon's tune suddenly became violent, and everyone felt a bad hunch at the same time. Sure enough...

Without warning, the dwarf appeared in the scene just now, suddenly changed his body, wearing only a hula dance, hula dancing in the picture, and constantly disgustingly twisted his thicker than the **** and iōng bore Waist, and those short, stout limbs.

Moreover, it seems that in order to highlight the efforts and sweat of the dwarves in this scene, one by one such figures appear on the screen like a shadow split, appearing sideways, upside down, and constantly twisting above and below the side , Twist, twist again.

All of a sudden, the whole stage was filled with hundreds and thousands of dwarves who showed themselves from all angles in a hula and danced disgustingly and strenuously, as if the whole world only had that thick waist.

"Boom--Boom--Boom--"

There was already a new audience with poor psychological tolerance, and the foam fell down.

However, the disgusting and hard-working figure seemed not to receive a corresponding return. In the picture, he was constantly mocked by others.

This is also a matter of course, barely supporting the audience who did not fall, thinking at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the screen was switched to the river again, and the [light spirit] luǒ fluttering on the tall figure, and the failed dwarf, as always, was hiding in the reed to peep.

"Still... continue to jump?"

Suddenly, the man by the river stopped and asked the dwarf's hiding place.

Silently stood up from the reeds, the dwarf nodded silently, his eyes moistened with grievances.

"Why am I different from others?"

Sitting on the edge of the river, looking up at the sky, the dwarf looked at his chubby body, and asked dejectedly.

"Why... like other people?"

The tall man, still naked and mosaic, gave a gentle smile, and gave such an answer with the old man-like mouth that had gone through countless years.

The dwarf froze, staring blankly at the senior in front of him.

"Dance is alive"

The big palm fell heavily on the dwarf's shoulders, the tall man's smile, with infinite wisdom and kindness.

"Don't be bound by your own body and other people's eyes, forget everything, and gently close your eyes to feel, you can feel that the wind gently brushes the body."

In this way, Luǒben male turned around the river, never knowing where, took out a set of neatly folded dance clothes, and tenderly smiled and handed it to the dwarf who had broken down in tears, and said the last A sentence.

"Let the wind... lead your own dance."

"Yes, yes, I was waiting for this sentence, this sentence"

In the audience, the voice that did not know when it was resurrected shouted with pride again.

"Poof"

Along with the blood splatter, Karina, who had a forehead with blue muscles, turned into an angel again and flew the mace bāng in her hand.

The following day, the dwarf followed Luǒben man by the river, wearing his own straw skirt, and the two continued to twist, leap, twist, leap, twist, leap together by the river...

I can still insist on seeing the audience here, my heart is numb.

Even if he was laughed at, even in the end, the beloved straw skirt was torn and stolen, the Luǒben male who taught the dwarf was taken away by soldiers for public indecent crimes, facing more than five years in prison, the Canon song that was played on the stage Still strong, showing the dwarves' unwavering determination to dance.

The picture gradually became a chrysalis hanging on the branch, covered with the ground, cracked with the ground, drilled out, turned into a flying butterfly, and flapped its beautiful wings on the reed river...

Suddenly the music stopped, and the picture became dark. Then, the outline of a stage slowly emerged, and the audience was filled with audience. It made people feel that this is a very grand performance.

In the silence, the curtain on the stage slowly opened.

Suddenly, in the silence of falling needles, the sound of thunder suddenly sounded. The unprecedented jang Ang Cannon pushed the atmosphere to a high point in a moment when everyone could not catch it.

At the same time, a figure that seemed to have broken the pupae and leaped out from the edge of the stage.

That's right, looking at the silhouette of this figure, you can see that the dwarf has completely changed. It is no longer the fat body, but thin, thin...

"Transformed favorite fish."

Wearing a magnificent magical nv outfit, while reading the lines of the transformation, turning the thin, jagged, feisty out of the crystal demon in his hand ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ jumped out of the stage.

"Puff puff------"

This time, the remaining numb audience was finally wiped out, and no one could stand steadily under the huge audience.

Especially those guys who have experienced this scene in Jīng Ling Square and think that their ability to bear the heart is unmatched. After suffering the second heavy blow, they finally couldn't help but spit out old blood and fell down...

With the end of Fara's magical transformation dance, the picture finally dimmed, and finally a few large characters were printed.

You can do it as long as you work hard

"Wu iǎzi, I don't share the sky with you"

The roars of Farah and Muradin sounded high on the special seat...

I feel that this chapter is still not written, alas.

P: I can’t imagine the inspirational propaganda, please spend your own time to search for a touching advertisement in Thailand...A! ~!