The decent group was surprised to sit up and the villain was myself

"Oh~ so it is."

Since yesterday, Ye Lan really felt that the base was much deserted, because the night watchman who was unconscious because of participating in the star eclipse operation has not yet woken up.

After a lot of people came outside today, the flow of people in the base returned to normal, but the atmosphere was a lot more dignified, which always gave her a nervous feeling.

At this moment, Bai Yu sighed, his face was full of worry.

"Dad is also in a coma. I don't know when he will wake up?"

"Well, it's going to be alright..."

Speaking of which, Bai Yu's father was also on the scene at that time, dispatched together with Bai Tu, it was father and daughter who went to the battlefield at the same time.

Ye Lan also wanted to go and wake Bai Yuan up, but the doctor was annoyed at not letting her, a "child", get close to the senior night watchman.

And she, a cowardly loli, didn't dare to tell the star eclipse [Blessing of Life] on her body, so she could only leave in despair.

Alas, it's nice to be a mascot that doesn't have to do anything.

At this moment, Ye Lan saw a few slightly familiar figures, but suddenly couldn't remember them for a short time.

"Those people are...?"

A gray-haired man and a red-haired man passed by not far away.

Because it happened not long ago, Yelan quickly remembered who they were.

It seems to be the Yaori Night Watchmen of Shanghe City, Yan Que and Chi Hao.

Are they also coming to Yunchang City to participate in the action against the Tragedy Troupe?

"Hmm~ I remember Lanfeng Suyu said that he would come to Yunchang City to look for me, I don't know if he will take advantage of this action~"

Ye Lan said to himself.

wrong.

It seems that now is not the time to care about this. According to the information she got at the night watchman base, there should be many, many bigwigs coming from other cities.

As a night star, she can tell the troupe leader not to go out to "perform" easily, and keep them in the theater first.

In order to let them settle down, her Ye Xing was willing to turn into an audience all day long and watch the performance in the theater, relentlessly sacrificing all the fishing time to provoke them.

As the saying goes, if I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell?

Fortunately, she has two bodies. When Ye Xing was watching the show, Ye Lan could do whatever else she wanted, like having one more day than the others.

Others have 24 hours a day, but Ye Xinglan has 48 hours, she is completely invincible!

Chapter 33 Dancing Together

Rising Sun Theater.

Yexing walked back and forth in the theater, and finally stood on the stage and looked around the audience, bringing herself into the identity of those performers.

"Hmm~"

The imagination keeps working.

Thinking of the many audiences in the audience focusing on her, Ye Xing's legs felt weak.

Fortunately, this is imagination.

Sure enough, she is not suitable to be a performer on the stage, she is quite suitable to be the kind of audience sitting in the corner.

"Huh~ The troupe leader and the others seem to be resting today, so it's time to rest for a while."

Speaking of it, the Rising Sun Troupe seems to carry out activities according to a certain schedule.

During the week, under normal circumstances, only weekends will go out to "perform".

The rest of the time is either practicing on the stage in the theater or "resting" somewhere.

Ye Xing remembered that there was no need to rest during the star eclipse, and Epal's stupid ghost often stared at her to sleep at night.

"Hmm~ Lianhua seems to be in a half-star eclipse, and it seems that she will also use rest to recover her energy, but it seems that she only takes a nap in two or three days."

Yexing asked Lianhua, anyway, that's what she said.

Lianhua performed a puppet show all afternoon just now, and now she is taking a break, and the other troupe members have not come out, so only Yexing is left walking alone in the theater.

After walking around, Yexing became bored.

"Do you want to go home and fish now?"

Just when she was thinking this way, ethereal singing suddenly sounded in the silent theater.

"Oh huh~?" When Ye Xing heard the singing, bursts of starlight suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Is it a singer?

In the troupe, the singer's rest time is the most unstable, and it is possible to start singing at a certain time at any time.

Ye Xing likes this kind of singing very much, so he always looks forward to it.

Once when Lianhua was performing a puppet show on the stage, the sound of this song always perfectly attracted Yexing's attention, and even made Lianhua a little jealous.

Harm~ Who made the singer's singing so beautiful? It's not Ye Xing who likes the new and dislikes the old.

"Well~ let's go to Kangkang and see if we can get along with the singer."

Now that he has decided to integrate into the troupe, he cannot escape.

To overcome her social phobia, Ye Xing must establish a good relationship with all the members of the troupe.

After all, she seemed to have made an unreliable promise, saying that she wanted the Rising Sun Troupe to be accepted by the public and no longer be targeted by the night watchmen.

To achieve this goal, it is just necessary to know each member.

Ye Xing doesn't want the Rising Sun Troupe to be completely wiped out by the terrifying night watchman one day.

She has already regarded the members of the troupe as friends.

For this reason, she has to work hard to get rid of their charges, normalize the "performance", and make the stage of this theater full of seats!

Of course, it seems a bit far away to achieve this kind of goal. By then, the day lily might not be cold.

Anyway, relying on Yexing alone doesn't have that kind of confidence.

"Don't bother."

Ye Xing put aside the random thoughts in his mind and quickened his pace to the place where the singing came from.

Back to the stage.

The curtain had already been drawn on the stage, and the scene above was unknown, Ye Xing walked lightly into the curtain, carefully observing in secret.

In the center of the stage, a girl with long off-white hair was standing under the faint light, singing to the uninhabited environment, as if there was a beautiful singing voice from the throat kissed by an angel, like some kind of sacred announcement.

"Oh~"

Ye Xing gradually raised his eyes, and the singer's figure was reflected in his crimson eyes, and even the sound of his breathing was much lighter, for fear of disturbing this graceful figure who was concentrating on singing.

It's a little odd, though, that her vocal statement is impressive, but her presence is as easy to ignore as a fading phantom.

This contradiction is so strange.

"singer..."

Ye Xing murmured subconsciously, it was obviously a sound like breathing, but it made the figure on the stage stop singing.

The singer turned his head around, only the petite figure of Ye Xing was in his amber eyes.

"The audience...?"

Ye Xing shrank his head, a little at a loss, feeling as if he was disturbing someone.

"Well, sorry, did I bother you?"

Singer shook his head, and had no intention of blaming Ye Xing.

"come over."

Hearing this, Ye Xing mustered up the courage to walk over.

You know, the girl in front of her is a dangerous supernova star eclipse, most night watchmen dare not approach her, even the Yaori night watchmen have to give up three points.

If the night watchman knew how brave this little loli, Ye Xing, would be, his jaw would drop in shock, right?

But for Ye Xing, this could only be said to be commonplace.

There is a puppet in her house that stores the power of the supernova eclipse, and it can only be said that it is good to get used to it.

Ye Xing stood in front of the singer.

On the surface, the singer is about [-] centimeters taller than her, and his appearance is initially out of the greenness of a girl, and he looks like a real young girl.

What kind of identity was this girl before she became a star eclipse?

Such a beautiful singing voice should not be possessed after becoming an eclipse.

Only by understanding the cause of the incident, Ye Xing could find a way to bring her back to life.

At least become as normal as Lianhua.

"Want to sing with me, audience?"

"Ah this? I...I can't sing."

"Come on, let me teach you, let's sing together."

"Wow, I really won't..."

However, the singer didn't seem to hear the rejection in Ye Xing's words, and had already started singing.

"Ah~?"

The singer has never sung a song with lyrics since he woke up. Every time he sings, he uses words such as "la" and "ah" to sing along with his own melody.

But even so, that kind of singing is equally impressive.

Her singing voice is wonderful, with a kind of ethereal feeling, as if it has its own sound, with strong penetration.

Ye Xing felt a little ashamed to sing along with this kind of ceiling-level singing.

However, this is the singer's invitation, Ye Xing can only go all out to mess with it!

"Hey~uh~ah!"

Well, the first sentence broke, as expected of her!

The moment Ye Xing sang nervously, Ye Xing wanted to roll off the stage and shut himself up.

so awkward!so awkward!Who will save her!

Ye Xing's face was hot, as if he was on a stage with many audiences.

And myself and the singer are performers on the stage.

send!

At this time, the singer's slender hand brushed over the top of Ye Xing's head, stroked down along the hair, and at the same time raised the tone of his voice, and the voice continued to rise, forming a high note that broke through the sky!

"what----!"

At the moment when the voice pierced through his soul, Ye Xing seemed to have forgotten the existence of tension.

What a shocking sound!

It's like piercing through the clouds and leading to the elegy of heaven.

Amazing!

In this excited mood, Ye Xing was infected by the emotion in the singing, and gradually made a sound trying to blend into the singing.

And the singer's voice was constantly adjusted, as if matching Ye Xing's newborn-like singing voice, getting better and better.

that's it.

The two voices become one in the theater.

This is a dance between the singer and the audience.

Chapter 34 Recording the Singing Voice