Chapter 613 The Girl and the Sculpture

The last celebration project began. Although there was a competition element, this one was actually more of a performance, and it was more of a stage for singers and musicians who had certain abilities but were not yet famous to show off.

Celebrations, celebrations, are ultimately for celebration and commemoration, and also for those who live a busy life to stop and relax and relieve stress.

On this day, many cities in the Yueji Star Region held similar parade band activities, and the streets, alleys, forests and rivers were filled with cheerful melodies.

The war thousands of light years away had little to do with this place, and people still lived a simple life day after day. Because of tourism and developed economy, the living environment here was quite comfortable, and it was difficult to have the sense of crisis that was felt in the Western Star Region.

"It's over." Standing on the high platform, Tilan sat by the fence in a white dress, watching the closing ceremony of the celebration below. The audience followed the band float in front of them, wandering in the forest, passing by the various iconic buildings of this forest city along the way. Occasionally, residents on the roadside would give the musicians and the audience who followed the parade to prepare snacks, and everyone was having a great time.

"Would Tilan like to eat something?" Enola and Phyllis followed her up the steps behind her. The singing girl was holding a packaged snack in her hand.

"It's made by my familiar aunt, and it's still warm." She handed one to Tilan, and then asked Phyllis, who was holding a basket behind her, to take out another one for Dolores.

"Is this...purple cattail?" Dolores sniffed it and asked curiously.

"Yes, the powder made from purple cattail will have a faint fragrance." Enola remembered something.

"Come to think of it, my aunt planted a lot of it in her backyard. I guess she came up with the recipe herself."

Tilan listened and took a bite. A faint sweet fragrance mixed with the roasted wheat flour entered her mouth. Because it was still warm, the taste was very good.

"Is it delicious?"

"Delicious." Tilan nodded.

"Hehe." Enola looked a little proud and happy.

Today's competition was not as intense as Tilan expected. It could be said that it was the most bland and unsuspenseful of the five games, but it was also the most relaxed and joyful one. Everyone participated and watched with a relaxed mood. Even if there were occasional performance omissions, they would just laugh it off and not many people cared.

"After all, it's a festival, why be so serious and harsh." Many people watched with this mentality, and such a relaxed environment also allowed many contestants who were on such a big stage for the first time to give full play to their abilities without being too nervous.

At the end of the project, there was a chorus performance by Tilan and Inoer. The two of them used various traditional elf instruments alternately, and then the other sang, completing the project and winning the final victory.

"This is the prize for the winner." After the competition, Inoer gave Tilan a cup.

The cup was a little big. It was called a trophy, but it seemed that it could indeed be used for drinking water. It was engraved with "In the 1260th year of the Sixth Era, the reward for the winning of the Fancui Festival was presented to Miss Angelia."

After receiving the cup, Tilan weighed it curiously. Because it was made of wood, it was very light, and some textures could be seen on it. The texture was delicate and light, and the wood color was reddish, somewhat similar to mahogany.

Seeing this, Inor introduced her: "The cup is made of the wood of the Moss Red Cardamom tree, which is one of the sacred trees of the elves. Although the cup made of this precious wood is not as good as the legendary Twin Snake Golden Holy Grail given by the 'Twin Witch' Aihekacui, it also has its own effects."

"If you use this cup to hold clean water, over time, you can make a mild universal spiritual liquid, which can be used to cure many minor diseases and poisons. Now that medical treatment is developed, it may not be very useful, but in the past, it can be said to be a family heirloom."

[Moss Red Cardamom Holy Grail] (Rare Rainbow Level): Placing clean water can produce a universal spiritual liquid, which can cure many mild diseases and has a certain detoxification effect.

The effect is not strong, but it is extremely universal and can be used as a missionary holy object in some places.

At the end of the celebration, Tilan and Inol went on stage together. Tilan slowly changed her hair color back to its original color, and then her eye color returned to normal. She stood with Inol to introduce herself amid the surprise of the audience. Finally, under the fireworks and the starry sky, they sang a gentle traditional elf ballad, announcing the official closing of the celebration.

"I didn't expect you to be so adaptable to such performances." After the end, Inol and Tilan talked alone.

"I thought you were the kind of singer who was too radical and immersed in the heavy and grand narrative and couldn't get out of it." Inol thought about it and made such a metaphor.

"Why do you think so?" Tilan asked.

"Because the styles of the few songs you released in the past are all in this direction." Inol said that this is the power of stereotypes.

"The albums and songs of a singer are actually a personal introduction card. Few people have so much energy to pay attention to your inner thoughts and experiences, so we have to express ourselves through singing." Inol talked about some of the routines of singers.

"I see." Tilan had heard this from other people before, but she didn't care much about being famous at that time, so she didn't spend too much energy on managing her image and promoting it.

"It seems that I have to pay attention to it in the future."

After that, the two talked for a long time, and during that time they also walked and visited various scenic spots in the Yueji Star Region.

"After spending these days together, I have a better understanding of you, and it seems that I am not so repulsive." Before leaving, Inoer told Tilan.

"If you really plan to do something big and reorganize the Federation, I think I will stand on your side."

"You can sing such a gentle and moving ballad, even the fairy song that I yearn for a little bit, you must have a very beautiful utopia in your heart."

"I hope you can always keep this original intention and not be tainted by the world. This is my blessing to you~" Inoer closed her eyes, put her hands together and prayed, and then the faint green stars floated in the forest.

"Cui Yue, forest, earth, walking and flying creatures, bless the girl in front of you, let her be as pure and clear as the morning dew, and never get lost when walking in a world full of entangled vines and tripping tree roots."

A breeze with cool dewdrops blew past the girl's side, and some fell on her body, making her feel cool.

Is this kind of blessing really effective? Although Tilan didn't quite believe it, she didn't reject it. After all, it was the other party's good intentions.

Then she said goodbye and left, and then went to the star field where the next singer was.

'Stone Blue Flower' Grey currently lives in the Windela star field. There are not many people here, but the terrain is different. The entire surface of the planet is like a solidified gypsum sea, full of strangely shaped limestones, naturally forming various magnificent patterns. If you look down from the sky, it will be particularly magnificent.

This time, Tilan did not encounter any obstacles. She soon saw Grey sitting in the large pit exhibition hall. The other party was working as a sculpture model at the moment, allowing a group of plaster artists around to create.

After finishing the modeling work, the two had dinner at a cliffside restaurant not far away. Outside the window of the small restaurant room here is an endless sea of ​​gypsum, and the restaurant they are in is hanging under a cliff hundreds of meters high, with beautiful scenery.

Eating lunch slowly, Grey listened to Tilan's narration and introduction without saying a word, until Tilan ended a little helplessly at the end, she slowly spoke.

"You don't need to use these big principles to convince me. I won't oppose your ideas. If you want me to speak out together, I can agree to it. It's just that I don't want to do more things."

She is not interested in political matters, or it can be said that Grey is a very unsexy singer. She even has a faint indifference to her own life.

For such a person, Tilan felt like touching cotton. This also made her suddenly understand one thing, that this world actually does not have too many restrictions and constraints, which means that there are people who live with all kinds of ideas. Not everyone has to pay attention to current affairs. They are just practicing their own small but unique life.

"I understand." At this point, Tilan said no more.

After that, she stayed here for another week, experiencing Gray's seemingly plain but slightly busy life. During this period, she was invited to the stage and served as a plaster model twice. Finally, local artists made two works based on her previous image.

"This one is 'Gray Moon Angel Angelia', and the other one is 'Moon-gazing Girl Heshia'." The staff initially named the two works.

The Gray Moon Angel Angelia was not painted, and the whole was in a gray model state. The sculpture was a girl holding a hollow moon. There was a pair of wings extending from the back of her waist. The wings and the girl's figure were both relatively slender, and the girl's long hair that fell straight to her waist also set off this point. The girl's eyes and eyelashes drooped, looking at the hollow moon in her arms, with a little nostalgia, but also a trace of loneliness and sadness, which made people feel a vague regret.

Another sculpture is a girl looking up at the sky. Her figure is slightly bent backwards, and the thin black silk nightgown on her body gives her a feeling of purity and temptation. One of her hands is raised, as if she is holding something up, or as if she wants to touch the bright moon in the sky. The other hand is slightly stretched back naturally, with her toes and arches slightly raised, showing the girl's beautiful leg curve.

It must be said that this place is worthy of being a gathering place for artists. These senior and sharp-eyed masters can see the characteristics and wonderfulness of Tilan's figure at a glance, and try their best to show this beauty in the sculpture.

'Even I can't help but applaud. These guys are really good. I have always had some ideas, but I can't grasp them. Sure enough, this kind of immature, pure, slender and beautiful image is your core. 'The girl's sister's voice sounded in her mind.

'Why don't you continue to sleep. 'Tilan was a little shy and annoyed. Why did this guy suddenly wake up at this time?

'Of course, it's to see my lovely sister. 'Themisia's voice was full of fun.

'It's rare to meet such an art master who knows his craft. If I can move freely in the future, I must find a few more here to paint and make sculptures for you.'

'It sounds a bit perverted.' Tilan complained in her heart.

Looking at these two sculptures that are as tall as her, Tilan felt a little strange, as if she was seen through by others. This unobstructed feeling made her feel shy and embarrassed for a while, especially because the sculptures were too detailed in their figures, even with a little temptation.

Forget it, forget it, I'd better not look at it. Tilan simply stopped the thoughts in her mind, and then looked up at Grey beside her, "What are you going to do with these two sculptures?"

"Do you want them?" Grey saw Tilan's shyness and thoughts.

"Can I pay for them?" She didn't take them for free, after all, they were the hard work of the artist.

"No." Grey unexpectedly rejected Tilan.

"Why?" Now it was the girl's turn to be surprised. Why did Grey, who had a dull personality, suddenly insist?

"Because this is my treasure, just consider it as a reward for Tilan's help." Grey couldn't help teasing the suddenly shy girl. This was also a rare time in recent years when her mood had a big ups and downs and interest.

"Okay." When it came to business, Tilan's momentum dropped, and it was not easy to force it.

After saying goodbye to Grey, Tilan set out again and went to the Red Sand Star Region to visit Muyawati, the 'Nine-Colored Nautilus'. This singer has a very old experience. She is a singer of the same generation as Idria and is now one of the oldest singers.

The two met in each other's manor. This is a manor located on the savannah. The soil on the surface is reddish, and the buildings in the manor are also quite rustic.

Muyawati met Tilan in a gauze skirt decorated with five-color thin belts. She also had an old agate bracelet on her wrist.

"Are you looking at this?" Seeing Tilan's curiosity, the other party raised her wrist and showed the translucent stones on it.

"These are what I made when I was young." She remembered something.

"It was a lively and joyful era. Singers often visited each other, often released albums together, performed together, and traveled around."

"After a long time together, we also gave each other many gifts."

"Later, there were too many of these things, so I specially prepared a room to store them. But in order to commemorate each other, I would take out a bead from the gems or jewelry given by each good singer and string it into a bracelet, so there was this bracelet with a seemingly messy style." She shook her wrist as she spoke, and the beads collided slightly, making a slight sound.

Although it was said to be a gift from a friend, it is easy to associate it with something ominous, especially because she lived a long time and her past friends had all passed away.

In the conversation with this singer, Tilan felt a sense of distortion. The words she said should be sincere, but inexplicably a little unreal, as if it was a tape recorder that was constantly playing.

Yes, it was a tape recorder. The emotions conveyed seemed to remain unchanged, without a subtle change, and there was a sense of "inhumanity".

"I know it." After thinking for a long time, Tilan did not continue to contact this person, but tried it and left.

'Why don't you continue? Giving up so quickly is not your style.' Themisia's voice sounded in the girl's mind.

"Although I am a little resilient and will not give up easily, but she... Maybe her heart has been buried in the memories of the past, and now it's just the body moving with inertia." Tilan explained the reason.

"In this case, there is no need to force it."

...

"I feel a little bad, maybe I think about my possible ending in the future."

"When I get old one day, the people I used to know will no longer be around."

"Hey, hey, I'm not dead yet." Themisia complained.

"Yeah, I almost forgot about my sister."

"What's with your tone? You sound like you regret not killing me then."

"No, I just think my sister is too willful. I didn't dare to say it before because I had the aura of a genius."

"Oh, now that you've grown up, you think you're better than me, right? If I hadn't been careless at that time, we would have merged into one."

"Let's not talk about this, it's scary." Tilan rarely complained.

"I don't want to become the same person as my sister. I couldn't explain why before, but now I know. If the characteristics of my personality disappear, what's the difference between that and the demise of myself."

"I am the one with low self-esteem, the one who is timid and the one who is shy. I used to avoid these things, but now I think this is also good. Because of my low self-esteem, I have always been more cautious, which makes me feel safe. Although being timid is not pleasing, it also avoids a lot of unnecessary troubles and conflicts, and allows me to try my best to use my brain and reason to think about the possibility of completing a task. Although I still can't change my shyness, this is me, and I will no longer deliberately distort myself and force myself to be generous and arrogant."

From the initial avoidance, to the later stress resistance and opposition, and then to the calmness now, she is no longer troubled by these personality differences.

"I am who I am, Heshia Tilan, and I will do what I want to accomplish."

(End of this chapter)