Chapter 490 Gestalt-Like Community

Grand performances, carnival nights, tens of thousands of people gathered in huge venues, swaying with fluorescent lights.

The lights on the stage are intertwined, sometimes separating, and sometimes coming together. Girls of the same height and wearing beautiful dance costumes are dancing happily. The outlines of their bodies are changing under the huge screen behind them, and they are arranged in two A-shaped rows, neatly The movements are like petals opening layer by layer, and finally the camera focuses on the girl in the center.

The long black hair flutters in the light, and the purple part of it dilutes the silence. It is so conspicuous and full of rebellious vitality.

"I want to lengthen my eyelashes"

"Just put on increasing mascara"

"Apply eyeliner to make watery eyes"

"Clear light and dark colors"

"Just a little more lips"

While singing with a microphone, she jumped to the front of the stage. Almost every step stepped on the rhythm point, and it was like stepping on the hearts of everyone present, making people's hearts shake.

"in pink and shiny"

"Are you saying my chest is too big?" 』

"But don't you just like this?"

The inside of the black short skirt is purple. The figure is slim and strapless, and the neckline is slightly opened, revealing just the right amount of whiteness. It is charming but not seductive, and the youthful vitality is displayed here.

"The heels are three centimeters higher!"

"It's like standing on tiptoes"

"Spray Baby Doll on your wrists"

"Don't you think it's so sweet and exciting? 』

…

"You can be tougher and hug me tightly!" 』

"Don't you understand?" My right hand is empty"

The wrist wearing the fine amethyst waved, and the separated scissor hands flashed in front of the eyes. The pair of pink and purple eyes appeared in the chasing shot, blinking playfully.

"Don't always look at other girls, even though I'm not particularly jealous..."

"I have only you. It's shameful. Don't say."

"So come and kiss me"

"Do you love sweet devil?"

"I like you the most"

"To be honest, it would be too annoying if it wasn't "exclusively mine""

The atmosphere of youthful love, like colorful jelly, enveloped everyone present and entered the world created by the girl on the stage.

As the song reaches climax again and again, the audience is becoming more and more enthusiastic. The waving light sticks follow the lyrics and are in time with the rhythm. This is a carnival moment jointly created by the audience and the singer, where the vibration of the sound and sweat While swaying, you enter a state of forgetting yourself.

'No matter how many times, Alanna's performance is so shocking, as if she is born to drive everyone. Her charming soul seems to be reflected in every tiny movement, every look back, every breath, every breath. A lyric overflows and infects the people around it. ’——Famous Federation musician, David Pokface’s evaluation of Shining Star Alanna.

"It's a pity. If she had just been a singer, she should have been able to go further." Far away from the performance stage, a man in black tights watched the carnival scene in the venue from a distance.

Behind him, there are two similarly dressed figures. One of them is using an encrypted communicator to contact others, and the other is operating the computer terminal in front of him, gradually mastering the venue's monitoring system.

After a few minutes, one of them put down his communicator and stepped forward.

"Sir, the personnel have been arranged."

"Well, let's just wait for our 'little princess' to take her last breaths."

Half an hour later, the performance gradually came to an end. After a night of carnival, Alanna had a little sweat on her forehead, but this still did not detract from her beauty. Her flashing eyes, paired with the glistening reflection of sweat, had a different kind of beauty.

“Thank you everyone~ I’m very happy today too~”

"Then, see you next time~~" After saying that, bright fireworks and mist erupted from the stage, and then with Alanna's light laughter, this grand performance officially came to an end.

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Behind the scenes, Alanna, who had finished her performance, took the towel handed by her manager, wiped the sweat from her face, and then sat back in her exclusive big chair.

"You've worked hard today, Alana." The manager on the side praised.

"I'm a little tired, but very happy~"

After wiping her sweat, Alana threw up the towel, then stretched out her finger and pointed at the towel in the air, making a bang sound as if shooting a gun. Then the towel flew up again as if it was hit by an air bomb, and fell to the ground. On the table in the distance.

"Go back and rest now, or go get something to eat?" the agent asked again. He knew that Alana had the habit of wandering at night, and she often used it to sleep during the day.

"Of course I went out to play. I'm not sleepy at all right now and can't sleep at all." The girl blinked her pink and purple eyes.

"Okay, I knew you would make this choice, remember not to do it too late." The agent shook his head and then stood up.

"I won't follow you anymore. I have to go back to spend time with my wife and children."

"Yes, agent uncle, good night~" Alana replied jokingly.

Soon the agent left, leaving Alanna alone in the lounge. She took out her personal terminal, contacted familiar people, made an appointment, and then put down the terminal.

"Huh..." She lay there with her eyes closed for a few seconds, then thought of something, sat up and took off her shoes.

"They're wet with sweat." She looked at her slightly steaming feet and felt they were much more breathable.

Then she took off her black socks, walked barefoot in the lounge, and got a bottle of unopened purified water.

She sat back on the chair, twisted the lid of the purified water bottle, and poured the water down her calves.

The cool water flowed out of the bottle mouth, drew a little arc, fell on her legs, flowed across the surface of her skin, and brought a cool and comfortable feeling. Alana's eyes were shining, and she roughly controlled the water flow around her calves to her toes, and then flowed to the ground.

After a simple wash, Alana blinked.

"Washing is indeed much more comfortable." She watched her feet move, and then picked up the paper towel on the table next to her and simply wiped them dry.

After doing this, she put her feet on the chair again, and then leaned back on the chair to make a phone call.

"Bring me a pair of new shoes and socks, um, preferably white."

"Okay."

Just a few minutes later, a young female assistant knocked on the door and came in. Seeing the messy scene in the lounge, she was not surprised and put the new shoes and socks in front of Alana.

"Do you need me to help you put it on?"

"No need for that." Alana shook her head.

"Then I'll go out."

"Well, prepare the car for me, I'll use it right away."

"No problem."

Half an hour later

The night wind was howling, and Alana, riding on a hoverbike, looked down at the city full of high-rise buildings below, feeling particularly good.

'Another sleepless night~'

Then he drove the hoverbike downward, followed by a group of people who were also riding hoverbikes, and laughter and screams crossed the night sky.

Near the airport in the central 7th district, there are often transport ships taking off and landing here, making a lot of noise, and there cannot be too high buildings around, so there are few people, and most of the people coming and going are trucks and airport staff.

A few deep purple meteors streaked across the corner of the sky, and soon a group of people riding hoverbikes landed here.

White sneakers stepped on the rust-proof steel plate, bringing up a little dust. Alana lightly pressed the brim of her hat and looked over here.

"Old Hyde said he would give me a surprise, but how come there is no one here?" She looked around again. This was indeed the place they had agreed to meet.

"Maybe he hasn't come yet?" The follower behind her stepped forward and looked around.

"Is it a prank?"

"That's impossible. Old Hyde is not a young man who doesn't know the seriousness of the situation." One of them leaned on the motorcycle and prepared to smoke a cigarette.

"Shan, can you sense it?" One of the followers put his hand on the shoulder of one of the teenagers.

Although Shan is a newcomer, he is indeed very talented and is the one who can sense other 'connectors' the most.

"I'll try."

Because of the special nature of 'connectors', if there is a similar existence nearby, it can be perceived, but this ability varies in strength, and some people must be very close to sense it.

Shan closed his eyes and spread his perception according to the special nature of the 'connector'.

"Found it, but there don't seem to be many people." He opened his eyes in confusion.

"Not many, you mean?"

"Only 7 people, they are coming." Soon after the voice fell, a searchlight in a corner of the unloading yard was turned on, and several familiar people walked out.

"Old Hyde, it's him."

"Strange, why is he so cold today." Others also noticed something was wrong.

"You are late, Miss." Old Hyde walked out of the halo, revealing his slightly old face. He was wearing an industrial vest and a short jacket, and his overalls were a little old, but they were washed very clean.

When Old Hyde was young, he was an employee of the airport. Although he didn't become a big official, he had been in this area for decades and had a wide network of contacts. Although he was not rich, he could afford new clothes. He wore this mainly for sentiment, because this outfit represented his past life of nearly 50 years and was also his signature.

"Are you just a few of you?" Alana looked at Old Hyde opposite.

"Well, just a few of us."

"I said before that we have a few new guys and want to meet the young lady and celebrate together."

"But I'm lying." Old Hyde's voice is still so heavy, like an old engine with carbon deposits, dull but familiar.

"Why?" Alana said.

"No reason, just a personal choice." He took out a cigarette that he hadn't smoked for a long time from his trouser pocket, lit it, took a puff, exhaled slowly, and then coughed again.

"I haven't smoked for 20 years, since I had a grandson." He said slowly.

"Young lady, don't think about where you are sorry for me. In fact, you are not sorry for me. At that time, you found that I, an old man, still had some talent, and then helped me. I have always been grateful."

"It's just that I have too many concerns, and I can't follow the young lady like the young man without hesitation." He took another big puff, then threw the cigarette down and stepped on the ground.

"Stop it, Miss, you continue to be a big star and live a happy and promising life. As for the "Connector", just forget about it."

"Forget?" Alana felt a nameless anger rising for the first time.

"You old man, don't infect me with your rotten thoughts that are about to be buried in the ground."

"Ha, this is the first time I hear Miss swearing, but it's not dirty enough. After all, I heard countless swearing when I worked at the airport." Old Hyde smiled.

"Those drivers who are in a hurry, the staff who are overwhelmed by the customs declaration forms, and the employees who shirk their responsibilities, I can hear them swearing almost every day, and the tricks are also strange."

"To be honest, this kind of life has been going on for too long, and it really makes people numb. I also thought that this would be the case for the rest of my life."

"Thank you very much, Miss, because the 'Connector' gave me a second life and allowed me to see many people's different lives. It turns out that there are so many wonderful places in this world."

"Unfortunately, the more I see and the deeper I understand, the more I find that some things cannot be stopped."

"Miss, if you have the talent of a singer, it would be great. Not only can I fight with you, but I can also make several children follow you wholeheartedly."

"But unfortunately it is not. Maybe in the future; the 'Connector' will also flourish, but it can't do it now."

"There is no way. I can't fight against them, I can't fight against those forces hidden behind the scenes. Even if I am persuaded to betray, I don't know their true origins. They have already mastered everything about us, whether it is me or you, Miss."

"Let me talk to you today, just to keep a little dignity."

"Stop it, Miss, otherwise you will see a more heartbreaking scene." His last words seemed to be comforting, but also seemed to be begging.

"I don't want to hear you anymore." Alana stamped her foot on the ground, then turned around quickly. She just wanted to leave here and go back to vent her frustration.

"Let's listen to what Old Hyde has to say, Miss." When she was about to leave, a follower blocked her way. The other party lowered his head and did not dare to look at Alana.

"Even you?" The man in front of her had been following her for a long time. He was not only her fan, but also a member of the 'Connector'.

After saying that, Alana swept her eyes and found that many people were evasive and did not dare to look at her.

"Did you all accept the recruitment!" Her voice trembled a little.

"I, we have no choice." One of them whispered.

"If the matter of joining the illegal anti-federal organization is exposed, I may be expelled from school, and my family has paid everything to let me go to college."

"Sorry, Miss, I can't do it."

"I don't want to make my family sad."

One voice after another said their own irresistible reasons, which were so realistic and heavy that they could not tolerate the lightness of ideals.

Every word pierced Alana's heart like a knife, making her realize how pale and weak the 'Connector' organization she established was. It couldn't even guarantee everyone's family and stable life, so how could it make everyone stand on its side.

This was the gap between her and the singers, which was like a natural moat. Any singer could at least get the support of the people in the star field and the cooperation of several giant companies. These forces allowed the singers to easily protect the people around them and provide them with a stable rear environment.

Without too much thought, many professionals gathered around the singers to give them advice. Even though she was a big star now and had many fans, she was still just a beautiful and fragile doll compared to those giant companies.

Gradually realizing this, Alana felt a kind of dizziness, and the words of those around her were like some kind of trance spell, making her mentally ill.

The connector strengthened the common perception. When the others in the circle thought and advised in this way, countless thoughts and synaesthesia poured into her brain, constantly washing her will and forcing her to make a choice.

['Connection' is a higher level relationship than friendship, like a community of destiny that is absolutely equal and cherishes each other]

This sentence she once said to Shan echoed in her ears again.

Yes, community of destiny, when everyone makes a choice, you, as a part of the community, will definitely agree.

So, are you an independent 'person', or a point in the 'circle', like one of the limbs of this giant, a speaking organ.

Everyone's efforts replace your individual efforts, everyone's thinking replaces your individual thinking, and everyone's choice also replaces your individual choice.

The absolutely connected community also represents the absolute violence that breaks through all 'personality' and 'independence'.