She Is Not a Witch Chapter 144: Golden singer

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The lights on the bridge surface came on one by one, a red carpet was dragged by a small magic locomotive to quickly spread across the bridge in front of the auditorium, and then the music began to sound.

First, the trumpet sounded a prelude, attracting everyone's eyes to the side of the bridge, and then saw a well-dressed band start to enter the bridge.

They were wearing white uniforms and top hats on their heads. The leader held up the flag and waved it up and down to guide the rhythm behind them. Then there were more than 300 members of the band.

Some of them play trumpets, some are large, some have bass drums on their chests, some have violin on their shoulders, some have flutes by their mouths, some hold seventeen-reed sheng, etc., some musical instruments Lorrain Hill couldn't recognize it either.

As the music sounded, various musical instruments began to participate in the ensemble. The three of them lined up tightly and moved forward while playing. In addition to these musicians, there were also 200 students in light blue uniforms. They waved colorful flags and revolved neatly in their hands. A hundred people were like one, and they firmly attracted everyone's attention.

When the team walked to the middle of the bridge, they stopped slowly. After a short break, the drums rang first. The shocking prelude slowly aroused the emotions of the audience, and then an exciting piece of music began to play.

The blue-clad bunting players at the back of the team also gradually stood on both sides of the band, symmetrical to each other, and stopped moving.

Immediately after these white-clothed musicians began to sway, when the first and third rows walk to the left, the second row walks to the right, staggered, like waves, accompanied by the rhythm of the music. Inexplicable appeal.

Blowing music is hard work. It requires good lung capacity. Performance is also very physical. Even in winter, these musicians gradually feel their bodies warm and sweat slightly on their foreheads.

Looking at the strenuous performance of these musicians, some students who didn't care about it can't help but be gradually infected by this enthusiasm, and their hearts are poured into it.

Finally, as the lead conductor swung the baton vigorously and placed it horizontally, the band's performance of the three songs also ended here, and the lights on the bridge were also dimmed and all turned off.

The students in the auditorium were still a little uncomfortable, but the scene that appeared on the river immediately attracted everyone's attention again.

A burst of blue smoke slowly rose on the wide river, and then two huge beams of light suddenly appeared on both sides of the bridge, hitting the center of the river, and a singer in a golden dress appeared on the water.

She was wearing transparent crystal dancing shoes, stepping gently on the water surface, and then light blue ice flowers bloomed under her feet. As she danced on the river surface, the golden dress was spinning and spreading, and the gorgeous hollow gold silk pattern was also Blooming in the dark night.

The clear and beautiful voice sang along with it.

『We are here』

『Soaring in the sky』

"Using the sun to portray the night"

Immediately afterwards, blue figures leaped off the bridge. These were the original flag bearers. They danced on the surface of the river, sometimes like ice mist, condensing the surface of the water, and sometimes turned into dancing human figures. All the water they danced over is covered with a thin layer of ice, and then slowly melts.

『You and I reflect light like a mirror』

『Shining like two flames』

"Burning at another time and place"

Then the lampposts on both sides of the bridge went out, and the bright red lights came on. It turned out that the lampposts were illuminated by two large ships. They were leaning on both sides of the river bank. There were neat square lanterns hung on the ships, and then the accompaniment began to be heard on the large ships. The sound of music.

『The past and the present meet here』

『The world is shaking in my heart』

『The song we play never stops』

Singing and music reflected and collided with each other on the surface of the river. The blue dance outlined a pattern of blooming flowers made of ice on the surface of the river. The colorful fireworks rose from the big boat, and the atmosphere of the scene reached the first one here. climax.

"May my past be erased"

『But I can’t erase the sleeping memory』

『I can’t be loved, so set me free』

『I can't pass on your love』

『Can't comfort your soul either』

......

After that, the lights of the big boat on both sides went out, and the music gradually stopped, leaving only the only golden singer dancing and singing on the river. The moonlight figure was lonely and affectionate.

『I can’t accept your hug』

『Can’t find comforting words either』

......

"Day after day, year after year"

『I felt the call』

"The past with the dream of the future"

Lorland Hill sits in the audience and listens to this song. For some reason, a faint mist fills his eyes. A familiarity and sadness gradually come to my heart. Perhaps this is the charm of music. Can not help but indulge in it.

『Time can't erase all this』

『Our hearts remember where to stay』

『Stay forever in the song we played』

In the final epilogue, the big ships on both sides of the strait lit up again, and the lights converged on the golden singer in the middle. The gorgeous long skirt was very bright, like blooming golden roses. As the singing settled, she stood quietly on the water, lifting her skirt to thank her.

"Lewiji!"

"Lewiji!"

"Lewiji!"

The students in the audience shouted the name. This singer in a golden dress is the director of the party, "The Crown of Melody", Vicki. Although only the third grade, he is already a celebrity who resounds through the school.

After saluting the audience, the singer stretched out a hand to the sky, wearing a white lace glove on her smooth arm. Then a sound of flapping wings came from the sky, and the students present all looked up.

Six winged white Pegasus and white and blue carved carriages drove across the sky, turning a large arc in the moonlight, and sprinkling a falling spot of light, approaching the surface of the water from back to front Singer.

Luvage leaped slightly, and a masked young man on the carriage grabbed her wrist, pulled it into the carriage, and then flew and circled in the sky.

Red rose petals spilled from the back of the carriage and floated in the sky.

The second song began, and the fluent ballad fell from the sky.

"When the daylight gradually dims"

『The streets are brightly lit up』

"When the night falls"

『Now give up your vanity disguise』

Luvigi's deep blue hair is dancing in the sky, accompanied by silver moonlight, bright red roses, and white flying horses, forming a peerless picture scroll, which deeply shocked the students present.

『This is our night』

『It will be very lively』

『Bring your singing voice』

"Come on~IndoMTL.com~Cheer and scream together"

The flowing singing sound seemed to come alive, with a strange magic, which made the audience willingly indulged in it, and the dancing roses also bloomed under the moonlight, a pair of petal wings emerged from the sky, and then the petals The little people in the wings, they have no gender, their surfaces are smooth, flying hand in hand in the air, following the horse-drawn carriage speeding in the air, making cheers.

Looking at this strange scene, the audience present burst into a huge cheer. But Lorrain Hill felt an unexplainable feeling of nausea and vomiting. She covered her mouth with her hand, lowered her head, and did not go to the performance in the sky, and a kind of dizziness also appeared in her mind, which made her tottering.

A warm embrace hugged Lorrain Hill, she barely opened her eyes and looked at the blue eyes, and then gradually blurred.

Under the wide river surface, a pair of muddy eye pupils opened from the mud, looking up at the light of the river surface, and then more pupils opened, densely packed, all over the river bottom.

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