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Both actors realize that this is a ready-ready signal.

Eddi quickly walked forward, took the lead in chair, adjusted his own posture and movements, gradually entered the Music mode; and Blue Rich is very different.

The blue rites did not have an emergency, but standing around a few laps in the ground, the pace of footsteps gradually, and gradually changed, while the whole person's temperament slowly, slowly changed, It seems that Sichuan turns face. That change is not a subversion of the earth, but a subtle change.

I saw the blue rites tangled up the chest, she raised her shoulders. The expression on my face gradually disappeared, but not stiff, but completely relaxed, slightly collected the lending, low-key posture and full-confident shelves form contrast, eyes Concentrating and deeply looked forward, vigorous, unwavering, ambition, but always maintain a bucket and low-key posture, then the soul of the war was so persistent, so strong!

More important is the footsteps, big step, but calm; eager, but not chaos. Just just a change in posture, then there are several big steps, walk toward the table and chairs, and the horizontal knife is sitting down. Between the hand, the role image of the Anti-La is already out.

Sitting in the auditorium, Cameron and Tom exchanged a look, - ,,,, And the gentleman's elegant temperament is finely sutured.

On the other side, Eddi also shows it, the footsteps are steady, the posture is stable, but the face is flashing and confused, that suffering from the losses, and the faint can see the And excited. However, I don't know if it is cautious or nervous, Eddie's movement is still not completely released, and the fullness of the whole mood is still slightly less than enough.

But this is just a debut. It is still possible to see the solid strength of Eddie, which is also sufficient to make people micromandibly appreciation.

The Cameron sitting in the auditorium raised his hand, and the staff stationed in the background began to play the background music of "red and black" singing. In the real performance, there is a drawer space under the stage, and the members of the entire symphony band are hidden, live playing; but today is just an audition, the recording is enough.

The magnificent symphony is slowly sounded, and the melodious and majestic is long.

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CHAPTER;

763 momentum dispute

Angula sat in the left hand side of Eddie, facing the audience, supporting the desktop, the body slightly, lifting the line of sight and looked at Musus, and then smootted, covering the heart, the heart, The audience is not caught at all, but the light shadow that is sprinkled, but the sadness between the eyebrows outlined the outline, lifting the eyes, the firmness and decision of the burning, melting the micro-blue sadness, when the heart When the shouts of the depths are overflowed from the mouth, the face of the face, the face line becomes tight, and it is powerful.

The sound is deep and soft, it is like Shakespeare's fourteen poems, slowly flowing, but the eyes are so bright, so persistent, so enthusiasm, "Now, it is time to define the real self! We are for Justice war? Or fight for the music of the Opera House? "

Anti-pull lifted his eyes, and he looked forward to the front. The condensed line of view seems to be able to take into progress into every audience. It is gentle and tough; the sight is lightweight, Markus can feel That is the sharpness behind him, so that people can't look straight, as if you can feel the sound of hidden, Marus can't avoid the sight, fluster to hang the eyelids, caught in meditation.

The society has been in trouble, and the people have trapped in the heat of water, and the country has frequently fallen. The country breaks the mountain river, how is the mountain river? The family is no longer, the country will not be a country! They used to enjoy the rich family of the class, now for the country, in order to join hands, from the entrance, this is not a game! The torrent of the times has rolling!

Who are they? How should they define themselves? Where will they go? What color will their lives?

Now, it is the time to decide!

In the face of Musus's hesitation, facing the portraits of the friends, the inner heart of Angula is smashed, burned, the bright scorpion put the enthusiasm of the soul and released the enthusiasm of the soul. Looking at Musi, looking at other partners, shook his head gently, the slightly shaking, but it will be helpless, disappointed, and the mood of the wrist, it is like a little water, flourishing, array Arranged but spread in the past.

"Do you ask yourself, what price will this battle will pay?" An Zhu pulled his head and looked deeply toward Marilia, but his body was slightly behind, slowly closed his eyes, then Once again, I didn't relax. "Is this just a game of young rich people?"

Before starting, they should realize the meaning of this battle, should also realize that they will pay, but should be aware of their mission! If you just just a game, if you just play, then those young rich children should choose to exit before the true blood flow into the river.

Marus couldn't help but looked up to Angulan, but I saw a strange waves in the calm sight of Angola.

Anti Li Lei lightly glanced at Mark, turned to look forward to the front of the front, seriously looking at the world in front of you, a scene, as if you can see full of sore, all over the smoke, as if you can see the corpse, The people are not talking about, and the perseverance of the eyes are getting deeper and deeper, and they burst into magnificent power. "The color of this world is changing every day!"

A slight pause, Angula raised the chin, looking forward to the distance, "red, is a vast blood! Black, is the darkness of the years!" In the melodious melody, Angulan's song is unconventional, it seems Every word bursts sparks in blood and tears, and there is a sound. He turned his head. He looked at Musus, "Red, is the world that is about to die! Black, is the end of the night!"

Short power, clean and neat. The whole singing section is like a slamming drum, a little, and strikes the soul of everyone. However, when the last sentence finally ended, the "long night" is dragging the tail, high-tech step, push the powerful momentum step by step, with Anti-La and Marilia round, above the stage The spread of the spread, and the momentum of swallowing the mountain river in the moment, the spirit of the soul is like a tide, a wave, and another wave.

Blood, quietly start.

Antira stood up, looking at the head, looking for a moment on Marly, then transferred. The hate and anger of the iron, the anger, which is under the tight muscles, full of turns, and turn it off.

Marus did not agree. He grabbed the armored arm, stopped his departure, standing up, two people shoulder, he lever, loudly looked at Anshi, whispering, "If you are today I have seen her, you may understand. "Full of a tenderness, enough to make steel, the eyes are like a watery water, this makes his song become melodious, drag The long tail hides the inner tiredness, "The impact of deep into the brain, the moment of suffocating!"

However, Nishira did not buy account at all, and he snorted. He couldn't let the brain bag, full of eyes filled with disappointment, and hook out, the disdain in the smile, there is no disguise, and even still Have a high look.

Musus only grabbed the Anti-La, which was ready to turn, and once again, the powerful momentum was unstoppable, so as to break the power, the power of the bamboo, and it seems that you can't persuade the Anti-Rache. Abandon, "If you are present today, you may also understand that this world changes, just need a light!"

The impassioned Marus is strictly forced to silencely spending the silence, and the eyes are moving into the eyes of Angula. "The correctness seems to become mistake, and the mistake seems to become. Correct! "Markus passionate voice, full of embarrassment, sprouting, joy, and touching, it is so beautiful and moving, forgetting, so beautiful and moving I have forgotten the world, and even forgot the existence.

Musus's song gradually high, because he was too excited, because he was too excited, because he forgot me, so that the sound began to shake slightly, the happiness of his mouth and his eyes were emerging, "red, I feel The soul is burning! Black, is there is no world! "

The rhythm of the entire singing section is slightly filled, and Mrüsse's bite is so full, and the strong force of Dantian, let the vocal tape began to shake, the happiness of the shudder is like a fireworks event. It is proud of blooming, filling the entire stage is full, there is no remaining a little gap, as if you have a sweet bubbling.

"Red, it is the color of you! Black, is a desperate color!" Music is slightly behind, and the people who are highly come into him.

Only those who really feel love, only those who really have to make a baptism, only those who really hurt them, can taste the wonderful taste, from hell to heaven, from pain to beauty, from bitter to sweet, just just a flash Looking back at the moment, it will become eternal.

A eye, a wrong body, a hand, the world is overwhelming.

Every sentence, Marlus is dragging the tail, wrapped / wrapped / cotton; every word, Marus is full of syllables, the soul trembles; every kind of music, Marus is embarrassing, tenderness Like water. Marus tried to make Angula to understand: pursue happiness, this is a natural / energy of everyone; and love, it is a happy time that can make the soul tremble. Falling in love, bathing therefrom, Marus' s face is full of light, enough to melt every audience in the theater.

The expression of Anhui La is getting more and more heavy, the disappointed look is collided between the eyebrows, and the bitter smile has hooked in the edge of the lips, the anger and generosity in the wrist, and he is not biting autonomous. Teeth, turn around, trying to abandon debate, but he failed.

The body turned a slam, set off a wave of waves, and a biggest step in August, I walked to Mairus's side, browsing, "Marus, you are no longer a child. I never questioned you. Really, but now, we have a higher mission! "

In the face of the question of August, Marus shook his head gently, trying something, but in the deep scorpion, everything disappeared in the throat, just looked at him, watching it In the eyes of the shampoo, the collision between blood and gun fire, bursting out the desperate and pain of tears, just like the boom, after the fire, the grass is not born, the life is lost, that is magnificent, the dead, Let every life be so small.

The eyes of Anbi La is full of profit, reflecting a magnificent picture. "Who cares about your lonely soul? We still have a farther goal! We are small life, nothing!"

This is not a game. This is a war. The cost is the war of life. Under the war of gunfire, the soul is carried, the people are not talking, and the water is hot. If they want to enjoy the grace of the Opera House, if they want to enjoy the moisture of love, if they want to enjoy the rich luxury, then they should hide at home, but should not stand on the streets covered with blood. .

Do you understand, what price does this war have to pay? This is not a game of young rich people!

The singing singing, there is no extra harmony, but the thunder is smashed, it is like a mountain, it is like the ocean, it is like the land, it is very boast! The Hong Kong's historical painting, and it seems that there is no action for Anti-La, and Ma Lu is not allowed to be returned to the next step. The bottom is helpless and shocking, even shameful, feel It's a small and small, I feel my own selfish, and I feel my blind.