In the crowded venue, four people wearing masks walked among the crowd dressed in strange costumes.
Su Ming'an listened to the actors in the stage play in silence, repeating the phrase "I love you!" over and over again in a whining mood.
"Wow. They're rehearsing really fast. They should be a regular group." Lin Yin touched his chin with his fingers. "It's only been a few days since this happened, and the stage play has already come out. These people who are so passionate about love are really scary."
"Hmm... it doesn't have that flavor at all." Noel spread his hands. "The guy on the stage was just yelling out lines. I didn't feel anything when I listened to him. At that time, Su Ming'an was on the wall in the South District, and his speech was much more inflammatory than his. This kind of thing can't be learned at all."
Lu Shu also nodded.
It would be fine if it was just a live broadcast, but anyone who has actually listened to the speech can easily hear the huge difference between the two people.
The speech that Su Mingan gave before the battle at the South District Pier was praised by people in the World Forum as a "textbook pre-war speech in the dungeon". Many adventure players who use charm as the main strategy route are learning from it.
It was a mixture of rhetoric and emotion, a speech performed by Su Mingan who was truly touched by the scene. His tone at the time was far calmer than sadness and anger, and it was more like a declaration to everyone, reminding them - you have no way out now.
He awakened for them the solemn and vague image of "love", guided their sensibility and ideals, and mobilized the emotions of others with his own emotions.
The spirit of fighting for the country, the will to fight for the faith, the anger of the territory being invaded, the despair of the relatives being slaughtered...
These emotions are complex and real, extremely harsh and extremely deep.
These are things that players who indulge in pleasure and only know how to imitate cannot mobilize.
Su Mingan's speech at that time did not have so many interjections, nor did it have any intense emotions. The imitator on the stage was just like a parrot, wantonly bursting out those emotions that had nowhere to vent, more like a desperate loud speaker who only knew how to howl, rather than a leader who inspired everyone's emotions before the war.
This guy couldn't even mobilize the audience in the audience, let alone mobilize the Soul Hunters and the people who were really desperate and ready to die.
But after all, they do it for love, they are just imitating and performing.
Don't ask for too much.
Judging from the audience's reaction, they seemed to be quite fond of it.
"Ming'an, come on! Kick him down, and then you say something, I guarantee that all these audience members will burst into tears." Noel, who was watching the fun, pointed at the stage and encouraged.
"Go quickly! Go quickly. After all, the real owner is here. The guy above is imitating so awkwardly." Lin Yin, who was fond of fun, became excited when he heard this and immediately started to agree.
"..."Su Mingan: "Keep your voice down."
Although it was noisy in the venue, it wasn't like no sound could be heard. It was more like the noise level of a large supermarket. Their voices were so loud that people nearby could easily hear them.
Coincidentally, at this moment, two people just passed by them.
When they heard Norlinyin's words of instigation, the two men stopped moving at the same time.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Yin immediately changed her words: "Su Yu, I won't call you Su Ming'an from now on. Although you strongly requested... but it's quite embarrassing to call you that..."
She tried her best to hide her overly excited words and tried to pretend that she was just reciting lines.
Su Mingan took a look and saw that the two men still had no intention of leaving.
One of them even turned around and looked over here.
Coincidentally, these two people were also wearing masks, one red and one blue.
"……snort."
A light cold snort came from under the red mask. Su Mingan was speechless when he heard it.
"Why are it you two?" Lin Yin heard it immediately.
This familiar cold snort was almost engraved into her DNA.
"Hmph." The man in the red mask scored twice and snorted coldly. He slightly lifted a corner of the mask, and the angle was facing Su Mingan and the other three.
Through the slightly opened corner, Su Mingan saw the man's face as expected.
Blonde hair, sea blue eyes, deep Western facial features, and facial lines that are softer than Edward's.
There was a hint of disdain in his eyes, and perhaps also some fear that he himself was not aware of.
"I didn't expect you to come to a place like this." Aini, who had taken off a corner of his mask, mocked Su Mingan.
Next to him, Flora also carefully lifted a corner of the blue mask. This top 20 player, an elemental mage, was actually walking around the venue with Aini.
They moved very carefully, forming a circle and huddling in a corner near the stall to prevent anyone from discovering their group and causing a terrible commotion that no one wanted to see.
These people had all heard each other's voices at close range, so it was not surprising that Lin Yin noticed them as he spoke so loudly.
Lin Yin felt a little unlucky—how did she just miss this guy Aini?
"I can't come?" Su Mingan responded to Aini.
"I didn't expect that the No. 1 player would come to a place with so many people. He's simply courting death." Aini said, "Tsk!" "I thought you would be in the New World Guild, letting your new boss celebrate your birthday for you. I saw your name on the World Forum, on the streets, wherever I walked. Those people were celebrating like crazy. They were more excited about your birthday than their own mother's birthday. They might as well rename this place 'Su Mingan's World'..."
His words were very harsh and the content was quite impolite.
But the expressions of several people were becoming more and more strange.
After all, no matter how harsh Aini's words were, the sour taste of lemon in them spread for several meters as soon as he opened his mouth.
"...Yeah." Su Mingan said meaningfully: "Jealous."
Aini's originally calm expression immediately turned a little ferocious, like a cat with its fur standing on end: "——I'm not jealous of you, stop flattering yourself!"
"Goodbye." Su Mingan waved his hand and had no intention of chatting with this person any more.
When he turned around, he noticed that Aini was also wearing an outfit that looked very much like a game nerd. There were large patches of dark blue English icons on the front of his pure black T-shirt, as if blue paint had been splashed on it, with a very high concentration.
I don’t know how this young nobleman from Zhai Xing got exposed to this kind of gaming otaku culture.
"Su Ming'an." Aini did not chase him: "In the eighth world, I will let you see my strength clearly - just wait, I have mastered the legendary secret of fire, I will prove it to you -"
"Oh, okay, okay." Lin Yin supported the actor from the side.
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