It's still Tomorrow's Ark

"It's not that you don't believe it, but it's impossible. You have no experience, and you know so many people in Longmen, you will soon become a laughing stock."

"It's okay, trust me."

Smiling and looking at the worried face, Li Lin began to make the final adjustments and tests on the strings.

There were more and more people in the square, and many people he knew also began to gather together, and after taking a picture of Li Lin as if surprised, they began to call friends.

And those who didn't know him seemed to see Li Lin's face, and whispered something to each other in surprise, and stood on the edge or in the middle of the square and began to look at the two people who were arranging equipment.Sora, who is clearly an idol, is busy like a handyman, not even showing his face.

"... Sora, do you think being an idol is a great profession? Giving people hope and dreams, is such a great profession?"

"Huh? Of course! Being able to pull other people out of the abyss and restore hope, what's wrong with such a thing!"

"I don't think so. I think there are other people who are really great, and the idol itself is just a deformed way of communication displayed in this deformed structural system."

Talking about his thoughts casually, Li Lin closed his eyes and sighed as he watched the growing crowd.

Because he really thinks it's just a tool.

Tools are props used to spread the gospel, not the gospel itself.He has never received any professional creative training, rather he is copying the great footsteps of his predecessors.

So the idol is a commodity, because she is just a replaceable part.If a product has its own feelings and preferences, it is not a perfect product, and it will become a person.

And in that world, people are not needed.It's just a commodity.

Great people create great things, and props spread great gospel everywhere.

Among them, the more gorgeous and loud the props are, the more they can reflect the power of the gospel itself.

In other words, in fact, if there is a better prop, it is completely replaceable chess pieces and tools.Because only those who are inspired and creative are human beings.There are as many things as there are tools that can only repeat, and idols are just the most convenient one.

People tend to pursue props too much, and forget that props are only a part of communication.So people cover up the props more perfectly, manipulate his posture, reverse his behavior, make his image more in line with the perfect icon in everyone's mind, fabricate miracles or show promised results, and praise him highly above the sky.

They seem to have forgotten that idols are just idols, statues made of clay.Those who can truly save people are never idols, but those who can create, shout, and burn.Only those who have created everything are truly worthy of praise.Idols are just props to spread the gospel.If you take the gospel of saving others as your great cause, it will change from the very beginning.

Sora is a good person, she just misunderstood her position.But now, Li Lin felt that he should show her what a real idol would do and show her the mechanical delicacy.

You are human, not an 'idol'.

"So, today is just a street performance that I occasionally get up to. There are three songs in total, all of which are my favorite music. Without further ado, I'll start with the first song."

"Queen's masterpiece. Let's rock."

"We will rock you."

Street rock training has been done countless times.

Various simulated scenes have been done countless times.

But just a little bit, Li Lin still wants to show something different.

Even props are fine, but when faced with truly good things, they want to spread them to others.It's not a mission or anything, it's just a pure desire to convey beauty.

Accompanied by the strong rhythm of the drums, Li Lin pressed the strings of the guitar with his palm under the surprised eyes of countless people who turned their heads instantly, with a smile that had been trained countless times on his face.

Act 102: Board Games, Idols, and Landscape Paintings: Chapter 96 Chapter [-] Fakes

It is difficult to describe the grand occasion in words.

It can only be said that at that moment, during that period of time, the entire Longmen almost fell into an ocean called rock and roll.

No matter what identity, race, or language, when listening to the rhythmic drums and penetrating voice, there is no will to resist.

The rhythm of the drums, the accompanying powerful singing voice mixed with the sound of various instruments, in Sora's eyes, the figure surrounded and cheered by the crowd was like a god.

If it's just a song, it's fine, it may only become a legend for a while, but it won't reach the point of being praised by everyone.To everyone's surprise, that almost rock 'n' roll soul track was just the beginning.

The first one is a rock and roll with a strong sense of rhythm, while the second one is a road to hell after a series of strong guitar strums.

Everything brought by the power of music made the world in front of Kong seem to be on fire.

And that's not the end, the husky female voice in the closing piece called I Hate Myself for Falling in Love with You is what really shocked Sora.

Such ever-changing voice lines and miraculous techniques, but no matter how the style changes, no matter how hot the scene is, Li Lin standing in the center of the stage still has that delicate smile.

Amidst the waves of people shouting loudly, Kong stared blankly at his best friend who was holding a microphone and an electric guitar and showing a strong style. His not-so-intelligent head was filled with countless high-pitched rock music After that, there is still a mystery that can't be explained clearly.

Obviously possessing such talent, obviously having such technology, why would he say such a thing?

Is it because you are not happy?

But it doesn't look like...

Looking at the music that raised his palms high in the mountain shouts, and even seemed to be spontaneously starting to strum the strings and tap out high-pitched syllables one after another, and finally cut off the music, Kong saw his figure It seemed to be split into two sections.

If rock requires a rebellious spirit, then Li Lin is undoubtedly the most rebellious one.He dislikes oppression, expresses a mocking attitude towards all talents, and admires those true creators, these things are all known.But why it became like this, Kong really never thought about it.

"Do you still want to listen to one song!"

"think!!!!"

"Do you still want to hear the next song?"

"think!!!!"

"Hehe, then I'll satisfy you. The next song will be the last one, music king Michael Jackson, it's dangerous."

"Oh oh oh oh!!!!"

People don't know what name Li Lin is talking about, nor what music he is expressing.

It's just the intense and high-pitched music.

The vibe is just that.

Sound waves like thunder and heat waves like burning hovered over the square.

I haven't seen such an eager scene for so many years as an empty idol.The screaming crowd, the shouting crowd, the unmasked crowd were manipulating in his hands like puppets.

The language Li Lin sang should be Colombian, but whether it is Kong or others, it seems that it is not a particularly standard Colombian.Even many people couldn't understand what Li Lin was singing.But just watching him start walking in the square with a guitar and a microphone around his neck, the crowd began to burn.

And as the final drumbeat sounded, Li Lin showed a dangerous smile, moved to the microphone and began to whisper, even making the whole square fall silent.

The world rises and falls in someone's hands.

This music is destined to be manipulated.

Watching those crowds following Li Lin's voice and pace and began to recite non-stop, constantly high-pitched, burning with enthusiasm and support, Kong immediately understood what his position was.

It's not a particularly fervent song, but it's full of beats and trembling intonations and transitions.It seems to mean to take him away.

But is my understanding correct?Do you want to run away in front of so many people?Is it really good to do this?

Looking at the square where countless crowds and voices intersected, Kong only felt as if he had been coerced into a magical space, and just watched the figure in the army green coat swaying his talent recklessly towards the world.

... Own, talent?

"So, today's street performance is here. Thank you for your support."

"Eh!!!!!"

"Ahaha, there's no other way. After all, it's just my whim."

Faced with the disappointed roar of almost tens of thousands of people, Li Lin didn't feel stage fright at all, but waved his hands with a smile.

Empty thoughts are completely superfluous, where does any event arise?Just waving his hands casually silenced the voices in the entire square.

As if a magician had completed his magic trick, Li Lin, who was dripping with sweat on his forehead, was breathing heavily.It seems that singing four songs in one breath and playing and singing at the same time put a lot of pressure on him.

The roadside performance, including the halftime and all the singing, did not exceed 10 minutes.But Li Lin seemed to have really finished a concert, his whole body was drenched in sweat, and there were some sweat stains on his light blue hair.

It seems that this is the first time I saw this appearance, the whole body was exuding heat, the palms were shaking, and the rough breathing sound continued to be heard in my impression, and finally ended with a long breath and bow.It didn't cause any commotion, just like magic, tens of thousands of people just left contentedly, and Li Lin started to disassemble his equipment on the spot, preparing to leave.

In the countless flowers and applause, in the rain of countless coins and the sound of whistles, Li Lin, who was bathed in the mountains, finally bowed deeply to the audience who supported him.

Then such Li Lin turned his head, looked at Kong who didn't know what to say, and showed a bright smile.

"You see, idols are such meaningless things."

"Imitate and imitate, and you will get feedback. As long as you imitate, then it will be like this."

"That's why I don't like idols, because if it's just imitation, even people like me can do this, right?"

Smiling and waving his hands, the trembling sweaty clothes and palms had some dents, and they were tightly attached to the body. He looked at Li Lin who was almost collapsed, and his eyes were only full of him playing the music. I don't know what to say.

Act 103: Board Games, Idols, and Landscape Painting: Chapter 97 Chapter [-] The Rift

(It’s not that I don’t want to write about the interaction between rock and various lyrics in detail, but it’s because he’s easy to be reported if he copied too much, and the review by Shuke is very strange, I dare not bet on it...)

"...It's amazing, it's promising, the headline of the Longmen Entertainment section!"

"Don't call me such a fun thing!"

"Do you still see me as the boss! It's the opposite! It's really the opposite! Ah, I don't ask me to play this kind of thing! What do you think? Do you still have me as the boss!"

Holding a piece of headline news from the Longmen Entertainment section in his hand, the emperor screamed angrily, and poked his finger at the headline on the newspaper, as if he wanted to raise Li Lin's palm in front of everyone Like poking it down.

In front of the emperor, Kong and Li Lin looked at each other, neither of them dared to say anything directly, for fear that the big boss who had no fun would spray something.

In fact, in theory, your street charity performance is unlikely to cause any large-scale crowds or traffic jams. Li Lin and Kong didn't consider this aspect at the beginning.

But Li Lin forgot that his previous street performances were specially planned by his agent and company, whether it was the crowd or social influence, they were all specially arranged.And Kong is more straightforward, she has never seen such a large-scale street performance with so many people.

So yesterday, the two of them took a shower and went to bed with their own thoughts. When they got up together this morning, they saw that the emperor ran directly to the dormitory with anger and the news on the front page of the Longmen Morning Post, and began to smash the door angrily, and then used his hoarse and magnetic Angrily cursing Li Lin, this bastard is really not a human being, he is not included in such a fun thing.

That angry look even attracted a few people who were still in the dormitory, smiling and holding various drinks and eating, watching the emperor spit on Li Lin.

"The boss is right. People like Li Lin who don't see the big picture will definitely be sprayed."

Mostima was carrying the corn juice, lying on the railing with a smile, and waved to Li Lin.

On the other hand, Neng Angel and Texas each took a generation of strawberry juice, and looked downstairs with great interest, as if they wanted to see what they did.

In fact, nothing major happened. It was just that during the street performance, the investigation found that there were almost 5000 people crowded there, and then there was a small-scale stampede that caused minor injuries to several people, and then there was the headline report on the Longmen Entertainment , It's just the Dragon Gate entertainment industry.

In other words, Li Lin's spur-of-the-moment street performance has directly pulled Kong on the chariot inexplicably, and even more inexplicably, it seems that he wants to become an enemy of the whole world and become a legendary idol superstar.After all, those Longmen newspapers are all watching the excitement and don't think it's a big deal. They stuff all the materials in it, and directly say that Li Lin is a perfect person who is rare in ten thousand years.

That appearance is not so much a Longmen newspaper, it looks more like it came from the East, and it looks very exaggerated.

"Ah, look at Sora, there are people who say we are a couple, it's so funny."

"There's absolutely no room for laughter."

"Hey, it's obviously very interesting."