The climax of the ceremony
In order to ensure a perfect performance, the newlyweds need to rehearse several times before officially going on stage.
The only difference was that it was Hu Ziyu's solo show back then, but this time there were many actors accompanying him in a group performance, and he was the most popular male lead.
As the concert came to an end, reporters, mages, and political dignitaries entered the venue one after another.
After the hired singers left one by one, the performance was continued by volunteers from the school.
A female member of University A's guitar club took the stage first, playing and singing Chen Shanni's "Too Late." "Too late to see you off, too late to ask you what eternity is. Too late to even cry out loud, too late to see you off..." The audience was silent, with only the soft, beautiful, and graceful melody lingering in the air.
Afterwards, Prince of Bel Canto from Hot Music Society brought Zhang Zhenyue’s “One Day”.
"I am on this side of the sky and you are on the other side. Even if we are tens of millions of light years apart, your departure may only take a moment. I know you are always by my side. We will..." Wan Taian blew his nose, his pupils filled with bright tears.
Mrs. Ford complied and gave him a hot slap on each cheek.
"You're not touched at all, concentrate! The spirit clones you placed in the human world are about to collapse!" Wan Taian's spirit-splitting technique, which he had just mastered, was just beginning to gain proficiency. In addition, the distance between heaven and the human world was too far, so the spirit clones could easily be destroyed if his mind was not focused.
In order to maintain the spell, he had to plug his left and right ears and open them only when he was ready to go on stage.
Hu Ziyu was not familiar with the performers' chosen songs, and he was completely unable to bring himself to express his sorrow. He was only worried that the spirit division technique would not be fully performed, and that something might go wrong during the ceremony.
"I miss you so much, but I don't show it. I still stand on tiptoe to miss you, and I still let the memories linger..." "Two groups of people, the fragrance and the stage, get ready!" Ling Hong never gave the fairies too much time to immerse themselves in the lyrics and music. With a command, the flower fairy sisters, the rain master, and the rainbow fairy each took their positions, gathering their strength and waiting.
"I still close my eyes and cry, I still pretend it doesn't matter. I miss you so much, I miss you so much, but I'm deceiving myself..." Yuan Tianqi's seat is empty in the center of the first row of reserved seats. To his right, Hu Zilin is exhausting himself using tissues provided by a charitable organization, tears and snot dripping down his face.
To his right, Sun Huilian, who had also been invited, sat in a daze, oblivious to the surrounding noises and the sobbing of her youngest son. To her right, there were three other empty seats, reserved by Yuan Tianqi for Hu Jiafeng and his uncle and aunt. As for whether they would come or not, Yuan Tianqi had no expectations; he had only extended the invitation as a courtesy.
At the end of the music, he would bow deeply.
His singing voice was not bad, and his stage and technique were at the level of an amateur performer, but the applause in the venue seemed sparse and deserted. Perhaps it was because the sad and mournful song touched the most sentimental chord in people's hearts, so no one wanted to cheer in such an occasion.
He retreated to the back of the podium in the corner of the stage. The spotlight on the stage went off and on again, this time shining on the Queer Studies Society who came up the stage from the right stairs.
Three seconds later, another row of plain lights lit up, illuminating the choir members walking from backstage to the stage.
“Time to say goodbye…
Adesso sì li vivrò (Yes, now I will continue to live)"
Hu Ziyu's first time at the club was at a club fair for freshmen. He dressed up as a maid café waiter, a short dress with white knee-high socks. His natural, unpretentious demeanor impressed Hu Ziyu.
Tonight, She was wearing a completely black mourning dress with a kimono and a black rose net hat woven with ribbons and gauze. With his neutral appearance, temperament and voice, he captivated the audience as soon as he opened his mouth.
“E io sì lo so, Che sei con me, con me (I know, you are with me, with me)
Tu, mia luna, tu sei qui con me (You, my moon, are by my side)"
The female choir behind him seemed like vines and green leaves that served as a backdrop for the flowers.
Occasionally, the society and the alliance will appear together on various occasions to vigorously promote and defend the human rights of the gay community.
It is said that the reason they were dumped by their exes was that they were too obsessed with social activities, which made their partners feel empty, lonely and cold.
For the first time since ascending to heaven and taking over as the God of Love, Hu Ziyu felt itchy.
I really want to enter the names of these two people in the marriage book.
"Stop being dazed and prepare your soul splitting spell!" Ling Hong urged him repeatedly. Hu Ziyu had to temporarily put aside the idea of getting married and recite the mantra of the soul splitting spell.
"The fragrance team is out!" Ling Hong gave an order, and the two Lingbo sisters, Ehuang and Nvying, stood on either side of the white wall and threw countless narcissus petals to the left and right sides of the screen.
The image in the viewing mirror is no longer locked on the center of the stage, but instead rotates rapidly between the left and right stands, the audience seats, the press box, the mage seats, the sideline guard patrol area, and the various entrances and exits of the venue.
The fragrance of narcissus is long-lasting and somewhat similar to the fragrance of jasmine.
Unfortunately, except for the wizards with great spiritual power, it is difficult for ordinary people to detect the fragrance and petals of the flowers.
However, the sweet floral fragrance released at this time is only the arrows of tonight's preliminary battle.
"Bay Leaf, Tuberose, Sea Dragon King, Tiger, and True Lord Langhua, this is the central command tower." Ling Hong fixed the loudspeaker function on the Starry Blue PAD to radio mode and spoke into the microphone jack of the headset.
"The apparition ceremony will begin immediately. From now on, all units are requested to increase their vigilance." The Guanghan Palace Security Department, City God Hall, Dragon Palace, Land Administration and Martial God Hall successively reported the news they received.
"Group A, please move out!" Ling Hong shouted again.
In sync with the dancing petals, the Rain God also sprinkled spider-silk-like raindrops all around the venue.
In the second row of the wizard seats, several people raised their heads and looked at the lighting equipment on the ceiling with puzzled expressions.
Several monks who came to chant for the rites all touched their barren heads. The head of Weiming Hall sat behind Yuan Tianqi. He was dressed in formal dharma attire: his yellow robe, hat, and drum were all embroidered with Tai Chi patterns representing the two poles of yin and yang.
Feeling the rain soaking the yellow hat on his head, he picked it up and looked at it again and again. "Is there a hole in the ceiling? Is it raining outside?" The acting leader sitting behind Hu Zilin smiled but said nothing. He was still wearing the same pink polo shirt.
Paired with pure white golf pants, it is casual and unrestrained.
One of the bulging pockets contained an invitation letter crumpled into a dried vegetable shape, while the other contained a half-opened language learning pocket book.
After the finale, the choir members retreated behind the curtain one by one, and She also walked behind the podium and stood next to the Alliance Council.
I will adjust the height and angle of the microphone stand for him.
"Dear guests, dear friends, brothers and sisters, tonight, let us all remember, commemorate, and miss our dearest, most beloved friend, Mr. Hu Ziyu," the society said. "At the same time, please offer your most respectful and highest blessings to welcome the newlyweds," the society continued.
The screen on the laptop was projected onto a 200-inch screen, which played photos of Hu Ziyu from different periods and activity silhouettes in turn.
The background music played, and it was not the well-known "Wedding March" by Mendelssohn or Wagner, but the soundtrack of the animations that Hu Ziyu usually liked to watch, all of which were sad and solemn tunes.
"I miss him so much." Hu Ziyu thought to himself, "I really want to ask him in my dream to bring up the player and CD."
"Sound and light sound effects team, move out!" Without waiting for the master's spirit to take shape, Ling Hongyi, holding Yuan Tianqi's portrait, slowly walked onto the stage from the central aisle, and ordered the five masters and others who stayed in the temple to display their divine power.
The Lingbo sisters each took a big step back and gave the position of control to Master Lei and the fifth son of the dragon, Suanni.
"I'm coming too!" Master Lei shouted, throwing several thunderbolts in all directions of the screen.
Although it was not perfect, he still tried his best to draw the lightning into the shape of a rabbit's body. For a moment, the sound of lightning shook the sky and resounded throughout the dome.
The first lightning strike was a hint sent to the security officers. Several security officers who were hidden in the human world cut off the main power supply of the National Taiwan University Gymnasium, the surrounding power poles, the office buildings, and the power lines of nearby businesses. They activated the Tianrenzhuji group and simultaneously began a countdown to power outage.
"Five, four, three, two, one, cut!" The brightly lit National Taiwan University business district suddenly fell into a dead silence and darkness.
The crowd was noisy and clamoring, not only in the stadium, but also in the streets and alleys and in every house.
Suddenly, several thunders sounded in the dark sky, some short, some light, some heavy.
Still Morse code.
The intermittent yellow and white silent lightning represents the breaking point of each sentence and word.
The thunder roared, but the rain fell lightly, and only within the farewell venue. Due to a power outage, the large projection screen, which should have been a solid off-white, instead flickered with streaks of blue-white fireworks and red-purple flames.
Ao Botong was busy setting off the rabbit-shaped fireworks that were hand-painted by the top fireworks designer in heaven, accompanied by a few auspicious words such as congratulations on success in the imperial examination, good fortune, and a perfect match.
Some of the mages were so frightened that they were stunned. The head of Weiming Hall almost dropped his jaw to the ground.
The acting hall master crossed his legs, pouted and whistled.
The lights continued to spread, sometimes forming a large wreath accompanied by the sound of gunpowder exploding; sometimes there was only a small round of beautiful red flowers, against the backdrop of short and rapid cannon fire.
In short, it was still Morse code, and the propaganda was the same. Yuan Tianqi circled the portrait with his right hand, reached into his pocket with his left, and pulled out a miniature communicator: "Director-General, it's me. Please activate the backup power supply."
"How can I let you have your way!" Ling Hong shouted: "The powerful special effects team will be dispatched!"
"Understood!" The geomancer responded, and in one second opened the Di Niu Fanshen APP, which required specific permissions to start, and projected the configuration diagrams of the major sections under his feet.
"Shallow earthquake, magnitude 5, felt within ten kilometers, duration thirty seconds." He lifted his right foot, aimed it at the corner of the Eurasian Plate near the Yilan Plain, and stomped down hard. With the epicenter at University A's Gymnasium, the area within a five-kilometer radius was felt by the geomancer's magic.
"Earthquake! There's an earthquake!"
"Still not small, run away first!" The audience erupted in screams, along with reporters and other guests. Tripods and funeral instruments fell to the ground. Although the power was out, the wireless microphones in front of the Alliance and the Society were battery-powered and still functioned, though they couldn't connect to the speakers. "Please calm down and avoid pushing and shoving. Follow the instructions of the venue staff and escape through the first-floor exits," the Society said. The Society also shouted, "Guests on both sides of the stands, please be mindful of the height difference when walking up and down the stairs."
Please use your cell phone for lighting to prevent falls." Many people, taking the host's advice, decided to give up attending the wedding and funeral.
Although Yuan Tianqi felt regretful, he could do nothing about it.
Perhaps in some mysterious way, Hu Zi Yuzhen used some channels or mechanisms to declare his determination not to marry.
He would pat Yuan Tianqi on the shoulder: "We can do it another day, don't mind." "No matter how many times, we are willing to accompany you." She also said.
"Thank you..." Yuan Tianqi's heart was ashen, and when the tears he had been holding back for a long time were about to burst out, a series of heart-wrenching cries came from downstairs, pulling him out of the pool of self-pity.
"What's wrong! What's going on?" he would ask while holding up the microphone.
A security guard returned upstairs and shouted, "Zhengda... and all the entrances and exits have been blocked by monsters!"
"What the hell is wrong!"
As another member of the powerful special effects team, his job is to trap the audience who try to escape in the stadium and make them die.
Of course, if someone was desperate and wanted to escape through the window of the third-floor venue, he would have to create a wall and forcefully push that person back into the gymnasium.
Yuan Tianqi grabbed the microphone in his hand and said, "Don't worry, the staff will use tools to pry it open." Then he picked up the radio in his pocket and gave several instructions to the security guards.
Inside the Jade Rabbit Temple, the master sat on a guest sofa, his arms folded, a look of ease and contentment. The magical feather fan, capable of summoning celestial energy, rested at his waist.
"Even if it could be opened, people would be slapped back as soon as they stepped out of the stadium."
The security guards in charge of guiding the crowd were the first to be blown back into the hall along with the audience at the front of the hall by the violent and horizontal airflow. "What a strange thing!" everyone exclaimed and wailed, their cries rising and falling.
Linghong glanced at the rabbit clock on the wall.
"It's almost time, Team B will be dispatched! Also, please ask the fragrance team to increase their efforts and spread the fragrance to the surrounding streets and buildings." Master Lei and Suanni stepped back, once again handing over the control of the situation to the Lingbo sisters, Rainbow Fairy and others.
The fragrant daffodils had a calming effect on the mind, and after a while, everyone finally calmed down a bit and patiently stayed in their seats waiting for rescue.
The thunder and fireworks also stopped after a hundred Morse codes were sent, the drizzle stopped abruptly, and an arc of rainbow with seven distinct colors, dazzling and brilliant, appeared over the stadium dome, the projection screen, and the shopping street.
The Twelve Golden Hairpins are divided into three groups, led by the three fairies Chunxiang, Hongmei and Jinzhi. They transform one by one into rabbits of different species, fur colors and accessories, running around the museum, around the venue and in the shopping street.
If you meet a human being with higher inspiration, stop and look into their eyes, leaving behind a few clear footprints and scattering some stardust from the Moon Palace.
In order to avoid the dilemma of insufficient magic power and premature loss of the spirit, Ling Hong made an exception and followed Hu Ziyu's suggestion, rewarding each of the immortals with a small piece of peach, and carrying the refined peach essence capsules with him as a backup.
The Rainbow Bridge has been completed. The key scene is that Hu Ziyu, who has split into two spirits, lands gracefully before the world under the guidance of the two "pseudo-god messengers" lion and tiger and the rabbits, and recites the message from the Moon Palace.
The trick to performing the art of splitting spirits lies in the combination of imagination and magic power.
As a beginner, Hu Ziyuxu started by sitting cross-legged in meditation, imagining that his soul and spirit left his body, and he stood up and walked.
Then, the magic power is poured into the "self" that is differentiated from the original body, making it full and plump, shaping the appearance and form exactly the same as the original body, and transferring a part of the consciousness and magic power to it so that it can move freely in a foreign place.
Hu Ziyu's spirit looks a little silly, a little dazed, a little cute and a little "pink". There's nothing he can do about it, because he is now wearing the pink uniform that ranked first in the online popularity poll.
Ao Botong and Wan Taian each made a hand gesture, and in an instant, one of them turned into a majestic lion, with shiny red mane like the dazzling halo of the sun; the other turned into a burly and strong tiger, with brown spots on a yellow background, showing a domineering aura, and seemed extremely fierce and powerful.
"Big cat times two!" Hu Ziyu thought to himself.
These two cats don't look like the rabbit's servants or guards at all. They look more like gourmets who can't wait to skewer and roast the rabbit and stuff it into their stomachs.
Ling Hong had earlier issued the order to "dispatch Team A of the Divine Envoys". After the Twelve Golden Hairpins had visited all the major venues inside and out, it was the turn of the two generals, Lion and Tiger, to descend to the earth.
Lions and tigers danced all over the field, roaring several times with full energy. At their last stop, they landed in front of the giant screen on the third floor of the gymnasium, waiting for the arrival of their master one day.
Linghong once again locked the camera on the center of the stage.
"Go, let the spirit stand steadily on the rainbow bridge." He handed the voice microphone to Hu Ziyu and said: "Volume On, Level 25." Afraid that the microphone would pick up extra sounds, Hu Ziyu held it away and asked in a low voice: "Commander Hong, what if the spirit collapses?" Wan Taian had to patrol and transform at the same time. While running, jumping and shouting, the spirit that stayed in the human world almost collapsed and collapsed into a slime of unknown origin.
Less than a week after Ao Botong's return, his skills had only recovered about 10%. Fearing for any changes, he simply devoted himself to playing the role of God's messenger.
Moreover, if there is any chaos at the scene, the volunteer army of the Dragon King Palace can also be used, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't have to do it himself.
Ling Hong said: "If you can't maintain your routine just by showing up and giving speeches, then the Overlord Peaches you worked so hard to get will be wasted." Hu Ziyu recalled his daily routine over the past two days: practicing, eating peaches, spiritual meetings, eating peaches, rehearsals, eating peaches, taking a short break, eating peaches... Almost every hour, he would be called over by Ling Hong and have a few peaches forced into his mouth.
In the end, everything he saw looked like peaches. No matter what he ate or drank afterwards, his mouth was filled with the taste of peaches. The thought of it made his scalp tingle.
"I understand. I'll focus and try my best." Hu Ziyu said, slapping Fen Ling's vest with one palm, driving him to jump into the screen.
The master sent down a gentle and comfortable downdraft for him, and the narcissus petals gathered in front of the stage and turned over. The water master evaporated some water mist and dry ice... The immortals and gods worked together to enable him to appear before the people in a beautiful and holy posture.
The lions and tigers stood on the left and right sides of the stage, raised their heads synchronously, and roared to the sky, announcing that the climax of tonight's ceremony was about to arrive.
Then, Hu Ziyu's spirit clone took light steps and slowly climbed to the top of the rainbow bridge. On the moon, in front of the throne of the master of Yutu Temple, Hu Ziyu's original body held the microphone with both hands, and greeted the mortals with a slightly trembling voice: "To my dearest friends, brothers, and teachers, I am Hu Ziyu... Tonight, please lend me five more minutes..." At the side, Linghong sent a telepathic message: "Don't be afraid, if there is really a mistake, I will directly kick your original body down to the mortal world, and come down to pick you up later. Just read according to the prepared speech." "That's right." Hu Ziyu thought about it, his little bastard, Muggle mother, Yuan Tianqi and other relatives and friends were not psychics, and they might not be able to feel any of the flowers in the sky, thunderstorms, lions, tigers and rabbits on the ground. So he took a breath and continued: "As everyone knows, I am no longer in this world, not by your side, and can no longer play, fight and study with you.
But I have seen all the hard work and efforts you have put in for me these days. I will never forget your tears and words. Yes, forever and ever.
Now I have eternal time, and I can use it to weave the worldly ties into an intricate and indestructible web.
The me of today is not the me you once knew. I have a new identity, a new role, a new destiny, and abilities. In the future, perhaps I'll develop new abilities and take on a new look.
My spirit, memory, and consciousness have all ascended to the Moon Palace in heaven. Now, I have become the Rabbit God on the Moon. From now on, whenever you raise your eyes to the bright moon in the sky, you may spot me.
The moon in the sky is always there, even if its brilliance is sometimes obscured by the sun. Just as I am always there, yet you don't often notice me. But no matter when or where you are, please remember the Jade Rabbit on the moon. It will surely protect, pray for, and bless you with a life of peace and happiness. This is true now, and it will always be so.
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