"Xiao Shuai, you actually come to such an occasion." Xi was also wearing red today. Behind her was a high stage, on which was the performance of the Fuyuan Festival.
What surprised Su Mingan was Sen Celstia standing on the stage. Sen could actually sing, and many people were singing along with him. It was a scattered chorus, but when tens of thousands of people sang together, there was a shocking feeling that hit the heart directly.
Only at this moment does it feel like a trip to another world.
"According to the custom of the Fuyuan Festival, Xiaoshuai, aren't you going to perform something?" Xi said with a sly smile on his face.
Cheng Luohe glanced over here and said, "Don't embarrass the city lord."
"That's right. The city lord is so powerful, and he still needs him to perform. Isn't that embarrassing?" Noah next to him echoed and put his hand on Su Mingan's left shoulder: "If you don't know anything, I can teach you, as long as you chat with me often..."
Xi then put her arm around Su Mingan's right shoulder, and Noah stood on his left and right:
"Xiao Shuai, you are very popular now. Pick anyone out of the crowd, and there will be no one who is unwilling to marry you. Of course, this is just my metaphor."
"This metaphor is terrible." Su Mingan was speechless.
"At least you know how popular you are." Xi said, "Come on, don't spoil the fun."
"You don't have the instrument I know here," said Su Mingan.
"have."
With a "bang", a piano fell to the ground, making a deafening sound.
Su Mingan retreated half a step again.
"This is a musical instrument from before the catastrophe of the century found in the battlefield ruins. It has been machined and can withstand a level three collision." Xi picked up the piano with one hand again. The wild Hercules posture was incompatible with her childish face: "Come on, the instruments are ready for you."
Su Mingan finally realized why Yueyue had dragged him here. It turned out that she was determined to let him play the piano. He looked back and saw Yueyue laughing.
The announcement has already begun on stage:
"—— Let us welcome the supreme leader of the human free camp, Lord Asa Akto, to play a piano piece for the Fuyuan Festival——"
Suddenly, thunderous cheers rang out, and people clapped like crazy. The wave-like applause made people's scalps numb even from a distance.
The fanaticism of this group of people is even more frightening than that of Zhai Xing's group of casual players.
It's just like offering sacrifice to gods.
"Go ahead." Xi said.
At this moment, her eyes, which had always been cunning, suddenly became very gentle: "Everyone here rewards kindness, and we always respect our leaders. No one will be ungrateful to you, jealous of you... and no one will have any ill will towards you."
She smiled and let go of his shoulders: "We like you the most, Xiao Shuai. We will always love you. No one will insult a hero."
“…”
Su Mingan clenched his fingers.
At this moment, Edward's resentful eyes before his death, Mizushima Kawaharu's curses at him, and the vicious words directed at the first player by the audience on the forum, all flashed through his mind.
"Well, I love you too." Su Mingan said.
He walked over and sat down next to the piano.
The black and white piano keys turned into wandering phantoms before his eyes, and pain came from his temples. He then realized... the aftereffects of the three hundred doses of medicine did not fade away so quickly...
Suddenly, he heard a beautiful flute sound.
“Woo——”
Like the long and graceful moonlight, the sound of the flute was far away, penetrating the vast night and coming through the silence. People turned back and made way. A white-haired young man holding a flute walked slowly towards them.
"That person seems to be... the owner of a teahouse in the inner city?" Xi said.
Su Mingan pressed the piano keys.
In an instant, the sound of the piano and the distant and graceful flute sound combined to compose a harmonious melody, just like the meeting of stream water and moonlight, transparent ice particles leaping in the music, and then the ice and snow melted, and the stream ran freely to the next day -
Few people have ever heard the sound of a piano.
It originated from the world before the century catastrophe. It is said that at that time, the population had not yet dropped sharply, the sky had not turned blood red, the land could grow flowers, and people still had spring days...
People over fifty shed tears. They vaguely realized that the catastrophe of the century that they had forgotten seemed to be a very important memory.
The song stopped and thunderous applause broke out.
…
[Emotional value: max]
…
Su Mingan stood up and Xi handed a microphone to him.
"Say something." Xi said.
Su Mingan thought for a moment, turned around, faced the sea of people, and spoke:
"Everyone."
People looked up.
"I regret not being able to accompany you through these sixteen years of war." Su Mingan looked at the countless people:
“Next, please continue walking with me.
"We are all human beings who cannot transcend the world, not gods. So, please try to stay close to each other, use the fire and body temperature to keep warm, and get through this cold winter."
His voice boomed through the loudspeaker throughout the city.
When he said this, he suddenly remembered the girl wearing a fox mask and who could paint gouache paintings when he first stepped into Kaiusta in the 32nd year of the Cataclysm.
…
[Xiao Shuai, do you know why our shelter is called Fenghuo? ]
[People fear the night because it is very cold. Terrible beasts will become active, and many temporary gathering places like District 11 will be destroyed.]
[But our leader will lead us...towards a 'new age' without gods. ]
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