Akihabara Pioneer Road Chapter 207:

In the public cafe on the second floor of Shiodome Neon TV.

In front of a four-seater coffee table, Xinhaicheng, wearing acetate glasses, took out a laptop from his backpack.

This kind of portable equipment is not very popular in this world, only a few professionals or fashion (Mi Qing) Ying will carry this mobile luxury around.

Linda also looked at the owner of the laptop and found that his eyes were full of joy and anticipation.

This is the look you get when you look at your own kids.

He opened a window of the playback software, instead of pressing the button immediately, he scanned the faces of the three people with his eyes.

As if asking: "I'm going to start, okay?"

By the way, one more time to whet the appetite of the audience.

Shuhiko Torishima is indispensable, Aoyama Gangchang is heartless, and it seems that he pays more attention to the kitten sticker on the surface of the notebook. Only Linda also responded to him with a warm and profound gaze, with a light of encouragement in his pupils, and a God's perspective overlooking the world, making the opponent's mood relaxed and a little nervous.

Strange, why do I always feel that this person named "Lin Da Ye" seems to have insight into everything!

Never mind, there will always be people in the world who appreciate their feelings!

That's a sense of attachment and identity that can become addictive once you experience it!

Come on, welcome to the wonderful world of my Xinhaicheng——

He thought nervously, and clicked the play button arrogantly.

In the grand and majestic background of the universe, time seems to freeze in an instant.

Bright nebulae and distant galaxies are quietly dotted on the boundless black curtain like jewels in the Middle Ages. It is impossible to distinguish the size of the distance, but the existence and flow of time and space are directly perceived by the intensity of the captured light beams.

But isn't it possible that the moment the light reaches the retina, it was the way the luminous body was thousands of years ago before it died?

You can't step into the exact same river. Are you really seeing the world as it is?

The angle of view suddenly changed. Unlike the lonely and lonely space background just now, thousands of cluster missiles, like the seeds of dandelion flowers scattered in the wind, leisurely turned a super arc, and then suddenly advanced rapidly, heading towards Dive into the past with a mech formation!

"Boom!"

The loud explosions sounded one after another, and the flaming flames lit up the night sky like fireworks!

It turns out that the brief calm just now was just a moment of peace before the war!

Substances are agitated by the outside world, chemical reactions and physical collisions are repeatedly superimposed in an instant, molecules are broken into atoms, and atoms are decomposed into protons and quarks...

——Like the mysterious Big Bang at the beginning of the birth of the universe, matter and energy are reshaping the body of the universe in this constant transformation, so that youth and aging are intertwined on the time axis at the same time!

In the white flames of the ruthless space thermal weapon, the girl driving the battleship gritted her teeth, while avoiding the bullets and laser beams sent by the enemy, she pressed the neutron cannon's firing button with the joystick. .

A drop of sweat flows from her delicate cheeks, this transparent liquid reflects colorful light, not only like a dazzling colored diamond, lying quietly in the dry riverbed of the years, but also like a colorful flower , silently blooming in the boundless wilderness of time.

Quiet and roar, beauty and ferocity inside and outside the cabin are not like things in the same time and space, cruelly reflecting the ugly face of war with the gentle and gentle snow-white skin!

The devil's blood-red long tongue dripping with greedy saliva licks the delicate and white neck of the angel. This scene makes people suffocate with despair!

Suddenly the camera turned, on the peaceful and peaceful earth, the warm afternoon wind blew across the face of a handsome young man who was leaning on a railing and looked into the distance, bringing his hair and thoughts to the bottomless blue sky .

Is she okay now?

Does she occasionally think of me?

Since participating in the selection for the reservists at the Space Academy, her communication with him has been limited to text and audio message attachments on the communicator.

The troops are said to be gradually advancing into outer space from near to far.

Earth-moon system, solar system, Milky Way, Barnard's star, Sirius, dog star, whale star...

However, the contact has changed from the frequent daily footnotes at the beginning to one a week, and later diluted into anxiously waiting monthly and quarterly reports, until the latest news received recently, and the time of sending the letter happened to be on Earth. This time a year ago on the calendar!

Which far-flung planet did these voices and words come from?

Is that place also bright and warm like Earth?

Is tranquility and peace within reach like this azure blue?

Can thoughts also become airship-like clouds floating in the sky, collecting innumerable emotional threads from the ground?

Answer me, my girl, please answer me!

The stationery in the boy's hand fluttered to the sky with a gust of wind. It escaped the gravity of the earth like a kite. It flew higher and lighter, flew through the atmosphere, and continued to soar into the thin air space...

In an instant, this letter turned into a white light, and turned into a dead light traversing the aggression launched by the invading mothership in the planetary battle, and it instantly triggered a small battleship group that was as dense as an ant colony. The collapse of space, one fighter after another was squeezed by the unbalanced space and triggered an explosion. For a while, the huge death **** of the universe wielded a huge death sickle to harvest the heads of combatants from various planets!

O gods who have blessed the Holy Spirit since the beginning of time, is your merciful power destined to be just a civilization's imagination and hope for nothingness?

Give me more time, even if it's just a second!

Let me turn my voice into a waveform and give it to a high-frequency transmitter, travel through the endless sea of ​​stars, and move in the direction of the receiving point, and unswervingly convey it to my beliefs and confessions!

I'm ready!

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Unknowingly, the three audience members had goosebumps. The three people, including Lin Daye, looked at the young man they met by chance, and the editor and the cartoonist were already in tears. Flow all over.

This story is so good!

This animation ~IndoMTL.com~ is awesome!

Perhaps the picture is not detailed enough, or the character design is still under discussion, but the extension of time, space and emotion that this animation wants to express has surpassed any language in the world. , to the heart!

It turns out that animation can still behave like this?

Is this narration of shots and stories a so-called "montage" commonly used in movies?

All of this was made by this unspeakable young man in front of him single-handedly?

Talent! This person is absolutely a talent, a great talent among talents!

Lin Da also let go of the heart that has been hanging since just now: Xinhaicheng has not let him down in this world. Facts have proved that his "Voice of a Far Star" can only be compared to the work of the same name in the previous world. Even better!

It's a milestone in the history of animation!

I think it's time we talked a little more...