Chapter 2223 The Brightest Star in the Night Sky

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"Thank you for your support."

"Thank you for your love for me."

"I will continue to work hard and contribute better cooking dances to everyone!"

An Lin's speech brought the scene to a climax again.

Tonight is destined to be An Lin's night.

The audience indulged in joy and shouting.

The envy and admiration of the artists.

All made An Lin more brilliant.

The gold medal mentors who had assessed him before were a little dazed at this moment.

"Liu Dabao said he wanted to win the championship, and I refuted it. Now it seems that I was too naive..." Daphne sighed.

The old man on the side nodded: "He has a clear goal from the beginning, and he has studied people's hearts and the preferences of the audience very deeply. This is definitely an extremely powerful artist!"

Yingbao didn't think as much as the mentor.

Her heart was pounding, and her breathing became rapid.

There were countless thoughts in her mind.

Liu Dabao did it?

Liu Dabao actually did it?

She thought it was a wishful thinking.

Liu Dabao actually achieved it?

The scary thing is that Liu Dabao was aiming for this goal from the beginning. How deep is this man hiding? Who is he?

And that bet...

What would Liu Dabao ask her to do?

Thinking of this, Yingbao's heart was beating fast again.

There was another person on the stage.

That person's legs were weak and he wanted to hide in the ground immediately.

Jin Feihong didn't expect that this trainee who looked a bit easy to bully would become the top star of Hongmofang in just one day.

The most important thing is that he had insulted Liu Dabao in every possible way before, thinking about killing him. Now in the blink of an eye, others will look down on him.

No wonder Liu Dabao didn't talk to him. It's not that he was forcing himself, but he was really a funny clown...

An Lin really ignored Jin Feihong.

Even though he had already won the first prize, he was too lazy to show off in front of Jin Feihong. After all, his goal was not there.

Hong Huang saw that An Lin was still calm in the face of the cheers of the crowd, and he admired him even more. He said, "Liu Dabao, according to convention, after becoming the first prize, you have to perform another song for the audience."

"Ah? There is such a convention?" An Lin really didn't know.

Ying Bao didn't tell him, or she didn't bother to tell him at all. After all, no one knew that Liu Dabao could become the first prize in one night!

"No preparation? Improvisation is also possible."

Hong Huang saw An Lin's expression, and there was no unnaturalness. Instead, he smiled at An Lin like a big sister next door, with a soothing tone in his tone.

When the audience heard that there was still a performance, they also got excited.

"Another fried chicken!"

The son of the Dragon Emperor had already shouted.

The rest of the audience followed suit.

The audience shouted and shouted, and their stomachs were already hungry.

Seeing this style of painting, Jin Ling'er held her forehead and sighed: "Damn Dabao, what have you done to the style of our Hongmofang?"

Hongmofang is one of the last art halls of this world civilization, but now a large group of people are shouting the names of dishes on it. Those who don't know would think they are in a vegetable market.

An Lin smiled but said nothing. What kind of style is this? At first, he thought the style of Hongmofang was the style of Yihongyuan. Sister Hong also said that the girls in it were all artists. At that time, An Lin was polite for not laughing...

The 60,000 spectators in the venue were very enthusiastic.

They were looking forward to An Lin's performance.

But An Lin was distressed. It was impossible for him to perform cooking.

The flavor of the frying pan can only be used once a day at most. If you use it again, it will not be so fragrant, so you have to change the performance method.

So, what method should you change?

An Lin looked at the venue.

It was very lively here, and the shouts here were like a tide.

Artists who have reached the pinnacle in various cultural and artistic fields are also looking at him with smiles and encouraging eyes, as if to say "Come on!" to him.

Every audience is so enthusiastic, as if everything is beautiful.

But An Lin knows that this place may be the last beauty of the Taichu Ancient Domain.

These people, although they are already half-dead, are still sticking to their civilization and believing in their years.

Hong Mo Fang, Liuli Lantern.

Taichu Ruins, bright starry sky.

An Lin, dressed in white, stood in the center of the stage.

Suddenly remembered a popular song on Earth.

It's been more than a hundred years old...

How many people still remember this song.

Just like the Taichu Ancient Domain, once the center of the universe, how many creatures still remember it?

"The brightest star in the night sky"

"Can you hear it clearly"

"The one looking up"

"The loneliness and sigh in the heart..."

The singing suddenly sounded, and the lively scene and cheers suddenly disappeared. They were qualified audiences, knowing that An Lin had started the performance, and they all kept quiet at the same time.

Hong Huang was stunned at the first moment.

She always felt that this lyric was very appropriate for their situation.

Wasn't the ancient Taichu domain the brightest star in the night sky?

And now, they have become the people who look up to and remember...

"The brightest star in the night sky~~~"

"Can you remember~~"

"I once walked with me and disappeared into the wind and rain~~~"

An ethereal and magnetic voice sounded.

The audience gradually confirmed that this was a song sung to them.

In the face of the disaster of annihilation, how many relatives and friends disappeared around them? There are too many to remember.

They are just lonely creatures looking up at the stars...

An extremely beautiful and melodious accompaniment sounded.

The audience suddenly discovered that Gu Qiu actually looked like a quiet lady, sitting on the stage, holding a harp and actively accompanying the man!

"I pray for a transparent heart"

“And eyes that shed tears.”

"Give me the courage to believe again"

"Oh... go beyond the lies and embrace you~~"

The climax sounded, and all the audience got goosebumps.

An Lin's voice seemed to have a peculiar penetrating power, carrying a unique magic power as well as hope and blessing, and he sang to his heart's content.

"Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence~~"

"Whenever I get lost in the night~~~"

"Oh~~The brightest star in the night sky~~"

"Please guide me to get closer to you~~~"

An Lin's singing voice is still floating.

The audience was in tears.

They struggled to survive even if they changed their life forms.

They cannot find the meaning of existence. They are in the last lonely city of this destroyed world, enduring endless loneliness and darkness...

An Lin continued to sing.

The audience at the scene began to disappear one by one.

They disappeared into their seats, as if they had never existed.

An Lin didn't care and continued singing.

Yingbao, who was following behind him with tears in his eyes, also disappeared.

An Lin was still singing affectionately.

The artists on the stage also disappeared one by one.

In the end, Gu Qiu, who was accompanying him, also disappeared, and the accompaniment stopped abruptly.

The stage is empty.

The auditorium was empty.

Perhaps they never existed.

The people on the stage were still singing.

What An Lin saw was a Hong Mo Fang that had lost even its light. The lanterns and candles were extinguished, the divine light dissipated, and the only light was the stars.

He seemed to be under the starry sky, in a dark and silent ninety-nine-story pavilion. The audience was empty, and the stage was singing softly.

Is everything really non-existent?

"the brightest star in the night sky"

"Can you hear me clearly~~~"

"He who looks up"

"The loneliness and sigh in my heart..."