Chapter 271 Silver Snow Singer

On the cruise ship 'The Great East', in the preparation room behind the stage, several young girls were making their final preparations. The protagonist on the stage tonight was Roland Hill.

Today, she has silver and snow-like smooth hair, which is amazing like an elf. She said to her companions that it was some kind of extraordinary potion used to dye her hair, but only a few people knew that this was actually her original face.

"Tonight's performance is accompanied by Alena and I behind the scenes." Lily said to several others, which was also discussed at the beginning.

"And me." Lettis raised the violin in her hand. Although this eldest lady rarely uses musical instruments, it does not mean that she does not. She received a very comprehensive noble education since she was a child.

"Niya's words, just play the small drum, don't be nervous, it doesn't matter if you make a few syllables wrong." Roland Hill looked at the horned girl.

"No problem, Roland." Niya told Roland Hill not to worry. After entering the second grade, her personality was a lot more cheerful, or she was more confident and magnanimous.

"What about me, Roland." Keti looked at Roland Hill, feeling a little nervous that she couldn't help.

"Just sit and watch with Eidolon Bumantha and the others." Roland Hill touched the lovable flame witch.

In the end, Roland Hill turned his gaze to Vimiya, who nodded, and the two of them didn't need to say anything after they understood each other.

When Lorraine Hill performs on stage, Vimiya will perform backstage harmonies to enhance the three-dimensionality of the performance.

After debugging various instruments, several companions played the repertoire they practiced for the past two days, so they felt relieved.

"so be it."

Roland Hill put the prepared wreath in the silver hair, and the curtain was slowly pulled up.

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In the hall in the middle of the cabin, the lights in the hall suddenly turned off, only two small lights remained on, and it was dim.

This is the largest stage in the interior of the cruise ship. The whole is like an open shell, and the audience below sits on the seats that are stacked like waves.

When the lights go out.

The originally noisy conversation in the venue also slowly stopped, and everyone stopped talking and began to turn their eyes to the stage in front of them.

While everyone was waiting, a burst of music came from the stage.

The strings were plucked lightly, and the small sound was like magic, making the entire venue suddenly quiet, and the anxious heart that had been waiting for a long time suddenly calmed down.

After that, the sound of the piano sounded again. In this silent world, it seemed that there was nothing else but the gently plucked sound of the piano.

Even if she couldn't see the figure of the performer, her voice alone seemed to draw a figure in everyone's mind. She must have slender fingers and a delicate heart.

Then a short whistle sounded, the melody was simple and melodious, like running in the distant grassland, where there are endless blue sky and white clouds, the grass swept by the wind will undulate like the sea.

Away from the troubles of the world, the body and mind also become empty in the soft music.

I don't know when, the lights on the stage gradually turned on, and a girl appeared on the stage.

She has long hair like silk and snow, and holds a lyre in her arms. When her white and powdery fingers gently move, the music flows out like a clear spring.

The girl sat upright on a smooth wooden stake, her long skirt on the wooden floor, wearing a laurel wreath on her head, and pure white flowers among the green branches and leaves. She closed her eyes slightly, opened her lips lightly, and the ethereal singing rippled gently in the venue.

[überdieheide, on the irstenrgendlichenschein steppe, appeared on the first morning in the world]

[Ziehendiev?gel, ogensieohlrgensein? Birds under the brush, where is the tomorrow they yearn for? ]

[ichfolgedeauschenderschingenindasstilleor in the silent wilderness, I followed its voice and began to flap my wings]

[The old song of uralteliederdringenausdennebelnvor emerges from the mist]

The voice is like a nightingale in the forest, smart and tactful, and the clear singing voice is like the dewdrops in the morning, without a trace of dust.

[lassunsdiehieljagenianz let's dance across the sky]

[nebelieseidestreifeninehautsokuhl my skin became as cold as striped silk and snow mist]

[eiterundeiter, ofind'ichinersehnsuchtziel? There is still a longing in my heart, where is my destination? ]

The girl recalled the teachings of the Cang Zhi Singer, her fingers moved lightly with the rhythm of her heart, expressing the most beautiful scenery in her heart.

[ichschlie?edieaugenundrsprie?teinfederkleid I close my eyes and let the new feathers draw the flight path]

[schonspurichdenindundcheineflugeleit I can feel the wind over my wings]

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[iesterne, dieihreregezieh'n in their way, we shine like stars]

simple

The melody keeps turning, making people addicted, as if listening to it a thousand times will not tire.

[koundfliegetunsfort come on, we keep flying]

[lassdeninddichtragen, eitfortvondiesert let the wind carry you away from this place]

[koundfliegsohochdukannst come, you can reach the sky]

[lassunsdiehieljagenianz let's dance in the sky]

...

After listening to many stories of love, war, religion, fantasy, and treacherousness, this ballad far from the world flows down like a clear mountain spring.

It is slightly cold, making people feel a little sober and happy, washing away the dust and clutter in their hearts, and reminding people of the original dreams buried in their hearts in the past, the purest fantasy and beauty.

The performance of just a few minutes is as beautiful as a dream, making people close their eyes, indulge in it, and experience this ancient and distant song.

Crossing the barriers of language, culture, and race, music conveys the beauty in people's hearts and awakens the long-sleep soul. Like a newborn baby, he looked at the world again.

This is the prayer in my heart. The girl sang softly, conveying the desire and dream in her heart.

Despite experiencing many difficulties, her soft heart is still full of beauty and hope.

Even if I sometimes run away, sometimes I want to retreat, and sometimes I stop and rest, I still get back on my feet and go over the mountains to pursue the direction in my heart.

Why?

Because that is the best dream in my heart.

The most crystal clear dream, the most joyful existence, the most wanted thing to do, make me dream, and the blood pulses with its rhythm.

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The girl's performance has long since ended, but all the people in the audience are still immersed in the beautiful scenery in their hearts, for a long time, a long time.

It wasn't until a burst of applause that everyone woke up, and the warm applause sounded to the sky.

Even though the stage was empty at the moment, many people still stood up, took off their hats, and bowed to thank the girl for the performance.

Perhaps this long journey, tonight will be the most unforgettable night.