The ghostly pale mask only flickered in the darkness, but it happened to appear at the most astonishing time, even if it was only for a short moment, but it was clear to everyone.
The light of magic continued to cruise, but the ghost face seemed to sink into the deep sea, and after a few moments, countless faint points of light appeared on the stage, and the scene began to become clear.
The sound of the piano changes to the melody of the Phantom of the Opera, as if unfolding an old memory scroll in front of everyone, and between the light and shadow, Nancy's slow and graceful solo dance begins.
Similar to the elegance of aristocratic dance, but without the stereotyped solemnity, the dance seems to tell a lonely and ancient story in its own language, Nancy's dancing skills are undoubtedly not superb, but the slow and almost jerky body language exudes incomparably infectious.
It is a lonely and lonely aristocratic woman, but in the season of life in full bloom, she can only show her beauty in the closed world that no one appreciates, helpless and lonely.
In such a society, almost every aristocrat has had such a stage in his life, confined to a small world in the age of thirst for communication, or self-pity, or self-appreciation, whether male or female.
Almost instantly, the storytelling dance and classic music aroused the hearts of countless people present, and even Janet, who had been scolded by her revealing costume when she first saw Nancy appear, couldn't help but lean back in her chair and fall into a faint memory.
The music lasted for just two minutes, and began to turn from high to low, gradually becoming inaudible, Nancy's figure stood still in a lonely form, and the light gathered from the sky into a beam, enveloping her graceful body.
After the music stopped for a moment, the huge black cloak suddenly unfolded in the light, and the pale ghost face floated in the void space behind Nancy, and the moment the light reflected Nancy's horrified expression, the cloak swallowed her down, and all the lights disappeared, and everything was dark.
After a few moments, the strange music began to sound, creating a dark and deep atmosphere, like a castle in the wilderness occupied by demons, and after the lights went on, Nancy and the man in the pale mask appeared on the stage.
Can you tell a story in such a form?
Looking at the dance that began on the stage, Janet was immersed in a shock, the dance of this era has no specific story, and the aristocratic dance is more keen to express abstract artistic conceptions, even if it is a reference, it is mostly limited to vague story concepts such as praising the gods.
However, the performance that appeared in front of me undoubtedly subverted all the dance forms of this era, and it also had an aristocratic elegance, and even had a deeper connotation, but it also clearly revealed the specific story and content.
It can be imagined how much of a sensation such a performance will cause once it appears, and everyone is immersed in the artistic conception of the dance for a while.
The image of the stage is a deep castle, and the ghost-faced man who has captured a beautiful woman like a princess prays for the love of the other party over and over again, and tells his fanatical mood with dance, but the woman is not moved by him.
This is probably the proper part of all the stories that circulate, and finally, the ghost-faced man is enraged by her, struggling, roaring, and angry.
After a chase, he grabbed the weak woman and locked her into a rectangular box beside her, just large enough to fit Nancy's body, and her face could be seen through the opening above.
Ghostface locked the box with an iron lock over and over again, and then began to threaten repeatedly, but each time, everyone could see Nancy shaking her head slowly but firmly in the box.
The threat was fruitless, and Ghostface suddenly picked up a sharp greatsword on the side, and fiercely tried one last persuasion, the music began to become intense, and when the woman shook her head in the box for the last time, Ghostface struggled to raise his sword and stabbed straight down at the box.
When the great sword was raised, the audience below had not shaken much, it was just a dance, and there were countless symbolic techniques, and the sword must have stabbed in the air, when it stabbed the other party.
However, the next moment, there were bursts of exclamations in the field, and many people even stood up from their seats, on the stage, the giant sword was really stabbed down, because the box was placed on the side with the most comprehensive viewpoint of everyone, the moment the sword stabbed down, the music suddenly stopped, and the box even made an unspeakable harsh sound, the tip of the sword pierced out on the other side of the box, and blood gushed out on both sides.
Nancy's face showed an indescribable painful look in the box, and the frenzied ghost face picked up another long sword, and inserted it according to the box without hesitation, and the blood splashed, and then three and the fourth, and in a moment, the box had been inserted with six or seven long swords from different angles, and the blood gushed weaker and weaker, and the woman in the box was no longer moving, thinking that she was already dead.
"What are you kidding, this is murder" "Is it an illusion, so it is possible that there is such a powerful illusion?"
"What the hell is going on, do you want to perform a forbidden resurrection spell?"
Countless shocks and discussions ensued, and most of the people present were nobles of status and status, with skilled martial arts and magic.
Illusion was not widespread in this society, and it originally belonged to the category of spiritual magic, but in the later purge, although it was not banned, the number of people who understood it became very small.
And everyone understands that such a thing as illusion will not have any great effect on guarded people or those with superb mental ability, or it can be used to do some small performances on civilians, but to deceive so many people present, even if the spiritual cultivation is comparable to the most powerful demon god, I am afraid it will not be possible.
And the spell that can resurrect the dead, that is, even the magic that only existed in fantasy even in the peak era of ancient alchemy, will never be possible.
Unless that's the power of God Seeing the scene on stage, many people had such a voice in their hearts, but the performers on the stage obviously had no intention of answering the questions in the commotion below.
After killing the woman in the box, his spirit also tended to be obviously crazy, and after a chaotic dance, he pulled out those long swords one by one, and the blood stained the sword body, and fell on the stage drop by drop, he took several iron plates the same size as the box from the side, aimed them at the middle of the box, and inserted them directly, cutting the box in half.
If there was someone in the box, the body would have been cut into two parts, but there was indeed someone in the box, and in the audience's astonished eyes, the box was divided into four equal parts by three rams, looking at the woman who was divided equally in the box, staggering back in a nervous laugh, the music sounded, and everything became old and yellow, just as the years blurred the memories, and the wind and sand covered up the darkness of the past.
When the light came up again, the music had become lighter, and the light of the stage was like a moonlit night starry sky, and the silver light sprinkled down to illuminate the scene of the castle again, and the boxes were still there, and the blood-stained swords on the ground, and the pillars hanging on the side were messy, and in this atmosphere, the little girl with wings waved her little wand and flew crookedly.
"Stage Design" The little girl was dressed as an angel, with a lovely face like an elf, and was wearing a lovely dress like a big cloth bag, but these few funny words were written on it.
The audience below had not yet woken up from their astonishment, just staring blankly at the scene on stage.
The cherub, who was the stage designer, stopped in front of the box, looked at it cutely, and then prepared to leave, but stopped in front of the man-tall pillar and waved his wand at it.
No response.
There was no reaction at all, and the elf was a little frustrated, and then waved his wand again, and with a "whew", a red cloth flew from the side, covering the pillar completely.
"Haha" After a laugh as transparent as amber, she waved her wand again, and the red cloth flew away in the other direction, but after that, the original pillar disappeared, and a gold-armored puppet warrior appeared there, played by Vincent.
There was an uproar in the audience, the elf "grin" smiled, ran to the other side of the stage, and fell to the ground halfway, and then got up and ran away with "ordinary stepping".
The lights dimmed again, and when the light came out again, the handsome prince and his companion, still elves dressed as Christina, appeared in everyone's sight.
As in many legends and historical tales, the handsome prince led his companions to discover the evil castle, and then fought with the golden armored puppet who guarded the castle, probably expecting that the audience's curiosity must stay on the box at this time, the rhythm of the battle was extremely intense, the golden armored warrior played by Vincent performed a puppet dance, and the prince played by Tang Yi was a large-action street dance, showing that the battle scene was comfortable and smooth.
In terms of overall strength, the golden puppet is undoubtedly higher than the two adventurers, but because he is only alone, the prince restrains him, and the elf goes to pull out a piece of the gate on the box, and is reinstalled by the puppet, and when he turns his head to deal with the prince's attack, the gate is pulled out again, and in this two-headed performance, he vividly expresses the sense of confusion and rebellion of the puppet dance, while Christina just runs around with the gate, and countless lights and shadows shine in and out from different angles, In the joyful laughter of the elves, it seems that countless figures are running staggered, forming a bizarre scene.
Finally, when the elves finally pulled the last of the gates, the battle golems reached their limit and gradually became paralyzed, and they dropped the box to the ground, and the elf waved his wand, chanted a strange incantation, and then flashed a dazzling white light.
Then the prince slowly opened the box, bowed his head and kissed the face symbolically of the man in the box.
The beautiful woman sat up from the box.
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There was a sudden sensation off the field The prince rescued the princess, everything entered the happy ending, when the light shone on the three of them, Vincent, who was dressed as a puppet, took advantage of the darkness to return to the piano, in the sound of peaceful music, the prince and the princess ushered in a happy life, hand in hand to the side of the palace gate full of flowers, just when the lights dimmed, the music began to weaken, the prince turned his face to the audience, it was an extremely hideous ghost face With a bang, the huge curtains on both sides suddenly closed, all the starlight was annihilated, and the stage fell into darkness.
After a while, the curtain gradually opened to both sides, the music was the phantom of the opera at the beginning, the faint, with the melody of memory, it was still Nancy's solo dance, this time it felt extremely sweet and happy, the lonely girl finally waited for her own happiness, but was it really happiness or was it with such thoughts and questions, the light was also extinguished, and the sound of the piano gradually stopped in the dark.
The audience was immersed in indescribable shock and understanding, and as the light came on again, four performers appeared in the center of the stage, bowing down to the curtain below.
When the loud and warm applause continued in the venue, Vincent and Christina were sorting out the props that had just been used, speaking of which this performance was really tiring, Tang Yi, Vincent, and Nancy took turns playing the piano, running around and running around the stage, almost dividing one person into several parts.
Vincent has an astonishing ability to imitate everything, otherwise he would not be able to play most of the piano.
As for Christina, she has been using alchemy to control the gorgeous light and shadow effects.
In any case, the show was finally a complete success.
As they bypassed the corridor and stepped onto a secluded path, Tang Yi and Nancy heard the sound of conversation.
"How do you get an ugly cross scar on your face?"
"Oh, don't fight, don't you see it's swollen, it's a long story, there were people in the imperial capital who were ambushed, damn, I almost hung up that time" "Who did it?"
"Forget it, forget it, Mom, don't be angry, that person was also beaten into a pig's head by me, okay, okay, just like my pig's head now, it's really love" "Where have you been in the past few years?"
Sitting on the grass at the edge of the woods without an image was the mother and son, who had fought almost like enemies after a long absence, Felix's good-looking face was visibly bruised and bruised, and he was grinning and rubbing his hands, and Barbara sat against the trunk of a tree, holding a lit cigar in her hand.
Seeing the two coming, Barbara raised her eyebrows: "The show is over" "yes, Nancy has a show to go, I'll send her."
Ms.
Barbara knows Connie's identity.
But hearing the word "Nancy", Felix suddenly jumped up from the ground.
"Ahhh A bright smile bloomed on her swollen face, and she appeared in front of the two of them in an instant, and Nancy looked at Teacher Barbara and replied with a smile, "Uh, hello." ” "Ah, what kind of gift should I give when we meet for the first time, what kind of gift should I give" It was obvious that he liked Nancy quite much, and he was distressed to untie the burden behind him, and found a mess of things from it, Nancy was saying, "No" The face suddenly flashed again.
"How about my first kiss, Miss Nancy, you're but" "Die" bang, Barbara's figure was like electricity, and the iron fist smashed on Felix's head, and coldly threw down a sentence: "You go first" pulled Felix's neck and disappeared on the other side of the path, Tang Yi and Nancy looked at each other for a while, and then they both laughed.
Walking through the shadowy woods, Nancy lowered her head and suddenly said, "It doesn't have to be number one." ” "What" "The aristocratic circle is very dirty" She turned her gaze to Tang Yi's body, and the well-dressed eyes were as blurry and illusory as a lamp, "In short, even if you have the strength to be the first, people will not necessarily recognize you, and everything will be related to the powerful relationship, so I said that it is not necessarily the first, art still has to be subordinate to power, only if power comes first, your art will become first."
"As you have always insisted, men need to be strong" Nancy smiled softly: "I know that you have your strength, you are very contagious, and with you, everything will become very peaceful, this may be the power in you, although it is not only that, but I still insist that it is better to have the strength I said."
You're going to do something dangerous here, you don't have to say it, but I always feel that way. ” nodded: "It should be very dangerous, but at present, I can only rely on other forces to deal with it, the kind of power you mentioned, I also want to fight for it, but in the current situation, no matter how you fight for it, the results obtained will not have any effect in this matter."
Do you think if I start learning swordsmanship from now on, I will be able to defeat Bakna Rorschach very quickly?"
At this moment, the carriage was parked, and the royal priest of the virgin's oath was waiting in the carriage not far away, and Nancy smiled: "You" She shrugged her shoulders, turned around, and waved softly: "Goodbye, although you have the protection of Lady Catherine, you also have to protect yourself, when I return to Danma, I still want to see you well." ” "What happens when we meet?"
"If we can see each other again, we will be friends."
She stepped into the carriage and finally looked back and smiled charmingly: "I believe that only those who can see each other again can be considered friends." ” Laughing and waving his hand, Tang Yi nodded and said, "Then you have to take care of yourself." ” "Take care" Not far away, the mellow neutral voice was heard, and the carriage "stomped" up the avenue of the college, and the night wind blew the long flowing hair of the woman peeking out of the window, and in an instant, the car disappeared at the corner of the road.
The magic lights from far and near were like neon flashes, he raised his head, took a deep breath, and there was a warm but ethereal cheer from somewhere, the air was as cool as water, what a pleasant late spring night: