Chapter 490 Gestalt-like Community
A grand performance, a night of carnival, tens of thousands of people gathered in the huge venue, fluorescent lights swaying.
The lights on the stage interlaced, sometimes separated, and sometimes gathered together. Girls of the same height, dressed in beautiful dance costumes, moved happily. The outlines of their bodies changed under the huge screen behind them, and they were arranged in two A-shaped rows. Their neat movements were like petals opening layer by layer. Finally, the camera converged on the girl in the center.
The long black hair fluttered in the light, and the purple part of it diluted the silence, so conspicuous, full of rebellious vitality.
"To make the eyelashes longer"
"Just apply volume mascara"
"Draw eyeliner to make watery eyes"
"Distinct light and dark colors"
"Just a little more lips"
She sang with a microphone and jumped to the front of the stage. Almost every step was on the rhythm point, and it was like stepping on the hearts of everyone present, making people shake their minds.
"In red and pink and shiny"
"You said my chest is too big? ' '
But don't you like it this way?'
The inside of the black skirt is purple. The slim-fitting and off-shoulder Uesugi has a slightly open neckline, revealing just the right amount of whiteness, which is attractive but not seductive, and the vitality of youth is displayed here.
'High heels should be three centimeters higher!'
'It's like standing on tiptoe'
'Spray Baby Doll on your wrist'
'Don't you think it's sweet and exciting?'
...
'You can be tough and hug me tightly!' '
Don't you understand? My right hand is free.'
The wrist with the broken amethyst waved, and the separated scissor hands passed in front of her eyes. In the chasing camera, the pair of pink and purple eyes appeared, blinking playfully.
"Don't keep looking at other girls. I'm not particularly jealous..."
"I have only you. It's shameful. Don't say."
"So come and give me a kiss."
"Do you love sweet devil?" "
I like you the most."
"To be honest, if it's not "exclusively for me", it would be too annoying."
The breath of youthful love, like colorful jelly, enveloped everyone present and brought them into the world created by the girl on the stage.
As the song reached its climax again and again, the audience became more and more enthusiastic. The waving light sticks followed the lyrics and kept pace with the rhythm. This was a carnival moment created by the audience and the singer. In the vibration of the sound and the sweat, they entered a state of self-forgetfulness.
"No matter how many times, the performance of Brilliant Star Alana is so shocking, as if she was born to lead everyone. That charming soul seems to overflow from every subtle movement, every glance back, every breath, and every lyric, infecting the people around her." - David Pokeface, a famous federal musician, commented on Brilliant Star Alana.
"What a pity! If she had just been a singer, she would have gone further." Far away from the stage, a man in black tights looked at the carnival scene in the venue.
Behind him, there were two figures in the same clothes. One of them was using an encrypted communicator to contact others, and the other was operating the computer terminal in front of him, gradually mastering the monitoring system of the venue.
A few minutes later, one of them put down the communicator and walked forward.
"Sir, the personnel have been arranged."
"Well, then just wait for our 'little princess' to bow."
Half an hour later, the performance gradually came to an end. After a night of carnival, Alana had some sweat on her forehead, but it still did not detract from her beauty. Her flashing eyes, coupled with the crystal reflection of sweat, had a different kind of beauty.
"Thank you everyone~ I am also very happy today~"
"Then see you next time~~" After that, brilliant fireworks and mist were sprayed on the stage, and then with Alana's light laughter, this grand performance officially ended.
...
Behind the scenes, Alana, who had just finished her performance, took the towel handed over by her agent, wiped the sweat off her face, and then sat back in her own big chair.
"You've worked hard today, Alana." The agent beside her praised.
"It's a bit tiring, but very happy~"
Alana wiped her sweat, threw the towel up, and then pointed her finger at the towel in the air, like firing a gun, with a bang, and then the towel flew up again as if hit by an air bullet, and landed on a table not far away.
"Do you want to go back and rest now, or go eat something?" The agent asked again. He knew that Alana had the habit of going out at night, and she often slept during the day.
"Of course, go out and have fun. I'm not sleepy at all now, and I can't sleep at all." The girl blinked her pink and purple eyes.
"Okay, I knew you would choose this, remember not to stay up too late." The agent shook his head and then stood up.
"I won't follow you, I have to go back to accompany my wife and children."
"Yes, uncle agent, good night~" Alana replied jokingly.
Soon the agent left, and Alana was the only one left in the lounge. She took out her personal terminal, contacted someone she knew, arranged a place, and then put down the terminal.
"Huh..." She closed her eyes and lay there for a few seconds, then remembered something, sat up, and took off her shoes.
"I'm wet with sweat." She looked at her feet, which were slightly steaming, and felt that they were much more breathable.
Then she took off her black socks, walked barefoot in the lounge, and got a bottle of unopened purified water.
She sat back on the chair, unscrewed the cap of the purified water bottle, and then poured the water down her calves.
The cool water flowed out of the bottle mouth, drew a little arc, fell on the legs, flowed across the skin surface, bringing a cool and comfortable feeling. Alana's eyes were shining, and she roughly controlled the water flow to surround her calves and toes, and then flowed to the ground.
After a simple wash, Alana blinked.
"Washing is indeed much more comfortable." She watched her feet move, then picked up the paper towel on the table beside her and simply wiped them dry.
After doing this, she put her feet on the chair again, then leaned back on the chair and made a phone call.
"Bring me a pair of new shoes and socks, um, preferably white."
"Okay."
After a few minutes, a young female assistant knocked on the door and came in. Seeing the messy scene in the lounge, she was not surprised and put the new shoes and socks in front of Alana.
"Do you need me to help you put them on?"
"No need for that." Alana shook her head.
"Then I'll go out."
"Okay, prepare the car for me, I'll use it right away."
"No problem."
Half an hour later,
the night wind was howling, and Alana, riding on a hoverbike, overlooking the city full of skyscrapers below, was in a particularly good mood.
'Another sleepless night~'
Then he drove the hoverbike downwards, followed by a group of people riding hoverbikes, laughter and screams streaking across the night sky.
Near the airport in the central 7th district, there are often transport ships taking off and landing here, making a lot of noise, and there cannot be too high buildings around, so there are few people, and most of the people coming and going are trucks and airport staff.
Several deep purple meteors streaked across the corner of the sky, and soon a group of people riding hoverbikes landed here.
White sneakers stepped on the rust-proof steel plate, bringing up a little dust. Alana lightly pressed the brim of her hat and looked around.
"Old Hyde said he would give me a surprise, why didn't I see anyone?" She looked around again, and this was indeed the agreed place.
"Maybe he hasn't come yet?" The follower behind him walked forward and looked around.
"It can't be a prank."
"That's impossible, Old Hyde is not a young man who doesn't know the seriousness of the matter." One of them leaned on the motorcycle and prepared to smoke a cigarette.
"Shan, can you sense it?" One of the followers put his hand on the shoulder of one of the boys.
Although Shan is a newcomer, he is indeed very talented and is the one who can sense other "connectors" the most.
"I'll try."
Because of the special nature of "connectors", if there is a similar existence nearby, they can sense it, but this ability varies. Some people must be very close to sense it.
Shan closed his eyes and spread his perception according to the special nature of "connectors".
"Found it, but it seems that there are not many people." He opened his eyes in confusion.
"Not many" What do you mean?"
"Only 7 people, they are coming." Not long after the voice fell, a searchlight in a corner of the unloading yard was turned on, and several familiar people walked out.
"Old Hyde, it's him."
"Strange, why is he so cold today." Others also noticed something was wrong.
"You are late, Miss." Old Hyde walked out of the halo, revealing his slightly old face. He was wearing an industrial vest and a short jacket, and his overalls were a little old, but they were washed very clean.
When he was young, Old Hyde was an employee of the airport. Although he didn't become a high-ranking official, he had been in this area for decades and had a wide network of contacts. Although he was not very rich, he was not so poor that he could not afford new clothes. He wore this outfit mainly for sentiment, because this outfit represented his past life of nearly fifty years and was also his signature.
"Are you just a few of us?" Alana looked at Old Hyde across from her.
"Yes, just a few of us."
"Before, I said that there were a few new guys who wanted to meet the eldest lady and celebrate together."
"But, I was lying." Old Hyde's voice was still so heavy, like an old engine with carbon deposits, dull but familiar.
"Why?" Alana asked.
"No reason, it's just a personal choice." He took out a cigarette that he hadn't smoked for a long time from his trouser pocket, lit it, took a puff, exhaled slowly, and then coughed again.
"I haven't smoked for 20 years, since I had a grandson." He spoke slowly.
"Miss, don't think about how you feel sorry for me. Actually, you didn't feel sorry for me. You found out that I, an old man, had some talent, and then you helped me. I've always been grateful."
"It's just that I have too many concerns. I can't follow you like the young man." He took another big puff, then threw the cigarette down and stepped on the ground.
"Stop it, Miss. You continue to be a big star and live a happy and promising life. As for the matter of the 'Connector', forget it."
"Forgot?" Alana felt a nameless anger rising for the first time.
"You old man, don't infect me with your rotten thoughts that are about to be buried in the ground."
"Ha, this is the first time I hear Miss swear, but it's not dirty enough. After all, when I was working at the airport, I heard so many swearings." Old Hyde smiled.
"Those drivers who are in a hurry, the clerks who are overwhelmed by the customs declaration forms, the employees who shirk their responsibilities, I hear them swearing almost every day, and the ways they do so are all very strange."
"To be honest, this kind of life has been going on for too long, and it really makes people numb. I also thought that this would be the case for the rest of my
life." "Thank you very much, Miss, because the 'Connector' has given me a second life, and I have seen many people's different lives. It turns out that there are so many wonderful places in this world."
"Unfortunately, the more you see and the more you understand, the more you realize that some things cannot be stopped."
"Miss, it would be great if you had the talent of a singing girl. Not only could I follow you with my life, but I could also make several children follow you wholeheartedly."
"But unfortunately, it's not like that. Maybe in the future; the 'Connector' will also flourish, but it can't do it now."
"There's no way. I can't fight against them, I can't fight against those forces hiding behind the scenes. Even if I am persuaded to betray, I don't know their true origins. They have already mastered everything about us, both me and you, Miss."
"I'm here to talk to the young lady today, just to save some dignity."
"Stop it, young lady, or you'll see a more heartbreaking scene." His last words seemed to be consoling, but also seemed to be begging.
"I don't want to hear you anymore." Alana stamped her foot on the ground, then turned around quickly. She just wanted to leave here and go back to vent her frustration.
"Let's listen to Old Hyde, young lady." When she was about to leave, a follower blocked her way. The other party lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Alana.
"Even you?" The man in front of her had followed her for a long time. He was not only her fan, but also a member of the 'Connector'.
After saying that, Alana swept her eyes and found that many people's eyes were a little evasive, not daring to look at her.
"Have you all accepted the recruitment!" Her voice was a little trembling.
"I, we have no choice." One of them whispered.
"If the fact that I joined the illegal anti-federal organization is exposed, I may be expelled from school, and my family has paid everything to let me go to college."
"I'm sorry, Miss. I can't do it."
"I don't want to make my family sad."
One voice after another said their own irresistible reasons. These reasons were so realistic and heavy that they could not tolerate the lightness of ideals.
Every sentence pierced Alana's heart like a knife, making her realize how pale and weak the "Connector" organization she established was. It couldn't even guarantee everyone's family and stable life, so how could it make everyone stand on its side.
This was the gap between her and the singers, which was like a chasm. Any singer could at least get the support of the people in the star field and the cooperation of several giant companies. These forces allowed the singers to easily protect the people around them and provide them with a stable rear environment.
Without too much thought, many professionals gathered around the singers to give them advice. Even though she was a big star now and had many fans, she was still just a beautiful but fragile doll compared to those giant companies.
Alana gradually realized this and felt dizzy and exhausted. The words of the people around her were like some kind of trance spell, which made her insane.
The connector strengthened the common perception. When other people in the circle thought and advised in this way, countless thoughts and synaesthesia flooded into her brain, constantly washing her will and forcing her to make a choice.
['Connection' is a higher level relationship than friendship, like a community of destiny that is absolutely equal and cherishes each other]
This sentence she once said to Shan echoed in her ears again.
Yes, a community of destiny, when everyone makes a choice, you, as a part of the community, will definitely agree.
So, are you an independent 'person', or a point in the 'circle', like one of the limbs of this giant, a speaking organ.
Everyone's efforts replace your individual efforts, everyone's thinking replaces your individual thinking, and everyone's choice also replaces your individual choice.
The absolutely connected community also represents the absolute violence that breaks through all 'personality' and 'independence'.
(End of this chapter)
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