Dad, please let me push alone!

"It has always been the style of "Flashdance" to let the contestants use the stage to speak."

The voice is exhausted.

The lighting system on the stage is also revived.

Chu Yuanqing stepped onto the stage slowly. Her attire was no different from that of the other contestants. Her carefully crafted body proportions and undulating curves seemed to be corrected by her own lens, drawing the attention of the world.

The same is true of the girl's appearance. When she goes on stage normally, in order to avoid a bad effect on the camera, she often wears makeup that adapts to the stage, but she does not wear makeup as always, and there is still no flaw in her face in the camera.

The lipstick that Xie Qingxuan helped to paint, with the blessing of pure natural beauty, played a finishing touch, and made a charm judgment for everyone in front of the live broadcast room.

If we say that Sakura is relying on "Heart Flow" to let the audience understand the theme song as wave soda by the sea.

Then she almost only relied on the sense of atmosphere and the BUG beauty with full facial features, and she was forced to open up, which made the upcoming "candy" a bit more refreshing and sweet like a peach oolong.

The four seats in the tutor group were all startled, and then looked at each other in blank dismay. Obviously, they had discovered the problem and remained silent.

Damn it, they have been in domestic entertainment for so many years.

But this is the first time I know that idols can still show off on stage with their looks? !

Chu Yuanqing doesn't need to do anything, as long as she exists here, it is the best interpretation of the theme song.

Does this mean that as long as the program team arranges a dedicated makeup artist for her, she can blend into any large stage and become the presence that sublimates the overall atmosphere and concept.

Born C?

Chen Baijiu felt a bit of a headache, he could already imagine the horrible scene where Chu Yuanqing danced badly but was praised by tens of millions of viewers.

No, if it's really so outrageous, how should I rate this score?

Although beauty can also be attributed to part of the appeal and expressiveness of the stage, as a world-class choreographer, he pays more attention to the dance itself in his bones, and is currently starting to grasp the numbness in advance.

Zhao Dapan was very happy. From his point of view, no matter what evaluation he gave, Chu Yuanqing's popularity and potential made no sense. Even if it would set off a little rhythm from the outside world, she would prove that she was enough on the future stage sooner or later. shine.

Luo Siling can be regarded as half an outsider who makes up the numbers. In her opinion, the audience's instant feedback is a factor that needs to be considered.

Jiang Chi is also very different. He is a rap player. Facing this kind of theme song that does not contain any rap, in order not to look uneducated, he basically wears sunglasses to pretend to be cold. He is more like a mascot than Dreamweaving Rabbit.

Therefore, in this mentor's philosophy, Chu Yuanqing, with the most straight-ball beauty, bewitched the audience, the instructor, and made people ignore the flaws of the dance, which can only be attributed to part of his ability.

If not, why can't other players do it?

Since she is the only one who can do it, then she is awesome.

The brain circuit of the RAP tutor is very direct.

In the tutor group,

Dream Weaving Rabbit seemed to be expecting something, with deep eyes and raised lips.

It has already received unexpected surprises from Yayoi Kirimi, so it will naturally want to see whether the shining rough stone that is the first to pay attention to can break through itself on the stage of simulation and show more potential.

Feedback from the live broadcast room was like a tsunami:

"First meeting, single push, marriage, joint burial."

"The famous Japanese calligrapher, Mr. Wo Xiang, is best at writing wild cursive. People call his cursive script——Wo Xiang Bei Jie Jie Kuang Cao???!"

"Wuwuwu, Qingbao, my Qingbao, you are the Galatea created by Pygmalion, even the gods will fall for you, you are the only ray of light in the dark night, you are the only one I can live on Motivation, thank you, my destined muse???!"

"Qingmen???."

"I'm sorry, CP fans can't buy CP all of a sudden. Qingshen's beauty has already transcended the worldly Shura field. I have degenerated into a poisonous one. I just want to see Qingshen's unique beauty???."

"Qing Shen said that you can only go here and not go beyond, so the other sisters should only have pity on her. Only Yue Bao who was chosen as the son of God can show God's compassion and tenderness... ?.”

"Hehe, superficial, who do you think puts on the lipstick of God Qing? Who blows the hair of the Great Demon King? Moon Treasure is just the first in the list of candidates for Son of God, doesn't it mean that the other younger sisters are not qualified to approach God's glory??? !"

"Can't stand the spicy food! Can Yuanpi absorb the taste? Little Sakura is the best, she can deliver to Qing Bao's door for a dunk, can your other sisters do it????"

"Your competition for favor is false, wrong, vulgar, indecent, and ignorant. Only those who are truly the most pious to God and are willing to restrain their brilliance for it are eligible to enjoy God's love exclusively."

Chu Yuanqing stood in the center of the stage.

Although she didn't know that the live broadcast room was starting a religious war for herself, the sudden recovery of the witch's senses attracted the attention of thousands of viewers, and even the huge amount of emotions that flowed in like a torrent made Lantern unconscious. Shiny and hot.

At this moment, for the first time, the cracks on the lantern gem had a tendency to heal! ! !

But before this trend spread, the curse in the depths of the soul suddenly flowed countercurrently into the Lantern Gem, as if being provoked, tearing apart all the positive emotions that had been fed back.

In the end, the illusion that the Sea of ​​Truth erupts once every three days on average, after yesterday's midnight dream, suddenly erupted at this very coincidental time.

hospitalized, leave

The content is being typed by hand, please re-enter the reading after 10-30 minutes, if there is still no normal content, please click the problem feedback in the upper right corner, we will deal with it as soon as possible!

66. Charlotte's round, a glimpse of Edelweiss for thousands of years. 5K3

The illusion endowed by the sea of ​​truth is domineering from the soul to the senses.

Chu Yuanqing's previous coping methods were the same as the last time when he regarded Chu Wangshu on the field as an illusion, forcibly stripping it off with tenacious willpower, and maintaining his daily life from being swallowed up by the haze of the past with a single-minded attitude. .

But it is probably because the sea of ​​truth actively invaded the lantern, and the positive emotions that were swallowed up in it, like a spark, were born abruptly before they were exhausted, burning out a few rays of light and falling into the abyss of illusion.

...

...

Pure white.

It was a burial of salt that was clean enough to baptize the world, but also sad like thick snow.

This is a pure white forbidden land. Since the beginning of the end of the world, it has straddled the realm of the God of Disaster on the southeast coast.

——God of Disaster.

They are different from the natural disaster behemoths. They are formed by a certain concept and will create large-scale natural phenomena in special areas that are miraculous.

Among them, the pure white forbidden land formed by the concept of salt has successfully grown from the size of the island to the salt land that swallowed the entire Atlantic Ocean and even one-third of the territory of the Holy Kingdom during the 70 years when the human plate was gradually eroded. mainland.

No one knows how many dead souls and grieving ghosts He buried.

One billion?Or billions?Or maybe more?Too many to count.

The God of Disaster is both a tsunami, a storm, and a natural disaster that cannot be violated by manpower.

Some people say that from the moment they came into the world, human beings have lost the qualification to resist.

"Congratulations, you have created the great cause of massacring the God of Disaster for the first time."

"The pure white forbidden land has now disappeared, the concept of [salt] has been restricted, and the city of the end will be fine."

"Mr. Savior, why don't you smile more happily?"

Chu Yuanqing regained consciousness in a trance, and suddenly saw a familiar figure in this familiar yet unfamiliar scenery. Before she could say anything, she felt warm fingers pressing against the sides of her lips, as if to be gentle Pull out the arc of the smile.

Yan Yan, a young girl, has fair skin, a straight nose, and a peerless face that is so close that her soft face almost touches her. Her eyes look like pure phosphorous leaf stones. Translucent and gentle, like a swaying sea.

Just a simple gaze, a touch of the skin, and a smile on the lips can give people hope for happiness, like the sun that cares for the world, shining and merciful.

She is Charlotte, and she is also the last singer who [buried] the world.

Chu Yuanqing wanted to say something. Compared with the stage of secondary rating, compared with the illusion of the sea of ​​truth, for a moment, she wanted to indulge in the warmth of the other person's fingertips and the soft words...

Because, this time the illusion is very different, not only the sense of time is blurred, but also the degree of realism is clear and unbelievable, and even the body has changed back to the tragic state of being dilapidated and slowly wriggling and repairing.

Now she seems to have become the old Chu Yuanqing.

And this scene is not so much an illusion, it is more like the past history being reproduced.

Chu Yuanqing clearly remembered that in order to erase the concept of "salt" on this day, she chose to engrave an epic on her soul, carrying the karma and sin of ending Ragnarok and destroying the world, in exchange for mythical weapons——[Levatin] ——With all the power, it was only possible to successfully wipe out the Pure White Forbidden Land with only five figures of deaths.

It's just that after doing all this, the memory is a little fuzzy.

Whether it was [Levatin]'s heavy load on the soul, or the disintegration of personality caused by a large number of deaths, it made me at that time, almost indulging in trivial thoughts like a shutdown, and stopped in place for a whole week. Never moved.

Later, I heard Charlotte say that it was she who rushed over to save herself from collapse after she had buried the disaster outside the city.

It's just that when asked how the other party rescued her from the disintegration of her personality, the singer at the end blinked meaningfully, smiled and said it was a secret, and let herself guess slowly in the future.

Now it seems that this scene, either real or fictitious, may be related to the secret that Charlotte said.

At the same time, Chu Yuanqing discovered that he did not have the authority to control this body, like an undead who briefly returned to the past from the future, and could only quietly watch the reincarnation of history.

"Both ■■■ and ■■■■ were sacrificed."

"■■■, ■■■■, ■■, ■■■, ■■■■ are all dead."

It was a hoarse and unpleasant sound, like a curse.

The boy's vocal cords seemed to be devoured and ravaged by flames, and the coughing whispers were hollow and blank. The names he said were inaudible, as if they had been erased by some mysterious force.

Chu Yuanqing guessed that this was one of the old things that he had forgotten under the curse.

The sea of ​​truth does not allow her to pick it up, so she is not allowed to hear the truth even in the historical projection.

When Charlotte heard this, the smile in her pupils was tinged with sadness, and she said softly:

"■■■■, Little Carol, Alice, and... Sister Ellie also died."

"But the city of the end is still there, and the human fire is still there."

"As long as we have you, as long as we have me, one day we will be able to kill all the disaster gods and fix the world into what we expect."

"So, don't cry, Xiaoqing."

The boy was silent, like a statue, his handsome face was distorted by the fire, hideous and ugly like a ghost.

How could the devil cry?

But he was really crying, really crying, as if he was mourning for the dead, and as if he was repenting for his incompetence.

Those tears dripped from the sockets, and were evaporated by the scorching fire.

The recovery rate of the boy's body became more and more chaotic, like flesh and blood that continued to weather and grow. Only the [Levatin], which was almost melted into the hand bones, remained unchanged, and the sword body was still embedded in the center of the salt continent, devouring and plundering The authority of the disaster god.

Charlotte's expression became more and more sad, her smile was bright and transparent, but she took a step forward, stretched out her arms like moths, and hugged the young man who still had the embers of [Levatin] on him, as if Together with him, he turned into a raging fire, burying the entire crumbling salt continent.

Charlotte understood.

At this time, in order to release [Levatin], Chu Yuanqing’s personality has entered a state of dissociation. What he said, what he did, and the way he walked were all just stubbornly repeating his past obsessions. Will forget most of it.

—Including the continent that devours salt.

This is normal. For the savior who wants to fight against the stronger and more BUG God of Disaster, it is necessary to pile up the weight of strength.

But what is buried in the Continent of Salt is not only the authority of the God of Calamity, but also countless sins of unjust souls. The endless devouring will only make his soul more burdened, and even forcefully collapse directly in the cycle of life and death.

and so……

Charlotte's hug was tantamount to suicide. The goal was to awaken the other person's reason and hinder Chu Yuanqing's crazy behavior.

Damn it, stay away from me, Charlotte!

Chu Yuanqing felt that his brain was being pried open. Familiar and unfamiliar emotions spread like sprouts from the sealed domain, and intense sadness boiled like magma.

The scene of Charlotte before her death seems to overlap with it continuously, and a new scar sprouts.

"No...no...no!"

But there is no way to change it.

Chu Yuanqing seemed to be a mime who could only act as a background version. Her pupils reflected the whole story of the tragedy. The flames licked Charlotte's ankle like a long tongue, leaving indelible scars on her fair and delicate skin. Swallow it all up like a devil.

After many years, that regret caught up with her again. It was like Satan tightening his grip on her heart, trying to use fear as a web to devour unclean souls and atone for past sins.

And just when she thought the illusion was coming to an end,

Charlotte smiled, her lips were pressed against the boy's ears, her eyes were half closed, and she hummed a song in a low voice:

"Edelweiss, edelweiss..."

“Early morning greet me open…”

"Small and white, clean and bright..."

"Shake me happily..."

Chu Yuanqing was speechless.

Of course she would be dumbfounded, because this nursery rhyme is too familiar to the children in the orphanage in the city of the end.

The gentle and compassionate Sister Ellie, who likes to give candies to the children and always smiles cheerfully, most often uses it to lull the children to sleep.