Collapse, surrender to me!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she brought her violin and held the microphone stand close to her. The air on the stage seemed to freeze. Her soft yet firm inhalation gradually silenced the noise in the entire venue, as if laying a red carpet woven with stardust for her singing.

"Although this is the first time we meet, I can already feel your enthusiasm."

Eden did not play immediately.

Instead, she opened her red lips, smiled and said a few words.

“I am very happy to be invited to be the guest tonight and to perform the last song.”

"I like these little guys from the Bond Band very much. Now they are about to graduate and embark on a new life. Similarly, after this concert, everyone will continue with their new life."

“So, I present this song for our graduation trip - "Da Capo"

As Eden finished speaking, Grace's clear piano accompaniment sounded.

(When good old friends are going away)

（Will you wish them to remember your name?）Do you expect them to remember your name?

The song floated out, as clear and bright as a stream lost in the forest.

Supported by the accompaniment, it is light and elegant, like the breeze caressing the branches in early spring.

In the audience, it seemed as if a door was opened in every heart by this sound. The lights in the theater became softer, making everyone's shadow slender and warm.

The audience was silent, leaning slightly, as if afraid that their every move would break this fragile beauty.

Eden's delicate voice seemed to evoke memories as she sang.

It was as if she was counting every precious memory, every word was nostalgic and profound.

The lights on the stage were like meteors across the night sky, alternating between light and dark, just like the throbbing in her heart, shining on her face, reflecting a kind of fleeting charm.

(When good old days are passing away)

(Will you promise your heart remains the same) Will your heart remain the same?

She sang softly, with a hint of sob in her voice, but also a kind of tenacity that was not noticeable to others.

Eden's singing was fragmented yet complete, and the music was filled with unimaginable tension in every moment.

(Never can we suspend the time) We can't stop time~

(Having to leave the tracks behind)

(there is a longer way ahead, After all) After all, the road ahead is longer~

She is like a poet traveling through time and space, and every note she writes tells a story.

Everybody was listening.

At this moment, she gently played the violin.

The addition of string music makes the upcoming second verse more exciting and harmonious, and the lights jump up accordingly.

There used to be a story teller.

(who always painted the sunshine and the rain) depicts the sunshine and the rain~

(One has to eventually grow up) And one has to grow up eventually~

(Spending a lifetime to taste the love and pain) Spending a lifetime to experience love and pain~

"(If it's too hard to say goodbye) If it's too hard to say goodbye~!"

Her voice revealed infinite power, and the lights seemed to be shining and dancing under her control, turning the entire stage into a time tunnel. Under her guidance, the audience seemed to be able to glimpse the boundary between the past and the future.

The high-pitched singing voice is accompanied by the stirring string music, and the sounds of electric guitar, drums and piano are intertwined together, just like the epic finale in a heroic movie.

(Give us a try to sing a rhyme) Let’s try to sing it~!

By the grand climax at the end of the song, her voice burst out with unprecedented power, bright and resolute.

The lights shone on her and the audience couldn't help but stand up. The glow sticks in everyone's hands formed another starry sky. The rising and falling harmonies and her singing intertwined into waves, rushing towards the bright moon in the sky.

(May you, the beauty of this world) You are the beauty of the world~!

(Always shine!) Always shine!!!

Her singing is like a declaration at this moment, touching every soul through strong emotions and unquestionable will.

The unrestrained music and deep emotions danced together, and the entire concert seemed to be infected by her voice and the dance of lights, falling into a sea of ​​harmony.

When the last note fell perfectly, it was followed by deafening applause.

When the lights returned to normal, Eden stood there, like a magician who had stopped time.

She was on the stage, smiling, as if she had completed a magnificent journey.

Every audience member was overwhelmed by the torrent of emotions, and they will never forget Yiyi's singing that night and the elegant girl standing on the stage in front of them.

……

Just like the song.

This song is very suitable as a farewell song for the graduation trip and marks the end of the concert.

Even though the calls for an encore continued for a long time in the venue, no one returned.

Mainly a willful one.

Because the band, which is the bond in the hearts of these fans, was also asking Eden for an autograph backstage.

Except for Pochi sauce.

Because Goto Ichiri had turned into a pool of pink liquid, which was even steaming.

"Finally...it's finally over!"

This time, not only did she have to face so many people, she even wore a girl's skirt. God knows how she managed to complete the performance.

"I've seen it many times, but I still think it's cute."

Eden smiled when he saw Pochi-chan's look.

"Don't you like concerts?"

"Of course I like it!"

Pochi-chan regained her human form in a second, quickly explained, and then asked a little nervously.

"E-Teacher Eden, what do you think of our performance in this concert?"

"Well, this is it."

Eden noticed that several other people had gathered around her, looking at her expectantly and anxiously, and she paused for a moment before speaking.

"How was your performance? I already said that at the concert just now."

"Huh?" X5

"Graduation trip - Congratulations, you've graduated."

Chapter 366: A Day Trip to Levi's Studio

After the concert, all matters related to subsequent albums and so on were taken care of by Hongxia’s sister.

Grayshu returned to the studio.

"Major, have some tea."

Violet kept the studio in perfect order, so Grace didn't have to worry about anything.

Visitors can also be received.

Ever since the world collapsed and became more and more outrageous as Grayshu kept bringing things back, the world has gradually recovered from the disaster of collapse.

The commercial street on Gray's side has gradually become prosperous.

Of course, people who can open shops here in Grayshure are basically running legitimate businesses before they are approved.

For example, a few days ago, a small self-service adult products store next to Grace closed down the next day.

The reason for the report was that a Honkai beast appeared nearby, and Kosmo failed to control the Honkai beast well when fighting it, so it swept over here.

Such a precise blasting, Grayshu did not even want to complain.

With Grayshu's current spiritual realm, these actually have no effect.

She alone carries the knowledge of several worlds. Perhaps her nature has not changed, but she is not really a child in terms of knowledge.

But that doesn't stop everyone in Fire Moth from treating her as a child.

Although Kosmo's attack did not cause any casualties, he was still punished.

She still remembered that Kosmo was grinning at her when he was being tortured.

Maybe the other person thinks he is quite handsome.

During the concert, Grayxiu also invited her father, but unfortunately after watching the show, Hen muttered a few words that my daughter has the potential to be an emperor, and then he was pulled away by Dr. MEI to be a fire-fighting tool.

The technology brought back by Grayxiu solved the problems in the mid- and low-end, but the high-end combat power of the Fire Moths can still be counted.

It's not a question of lack of weapons, but a lack of people who can wield them.

Just like the key of stagnation that Gretchen had borrowed.

It is still quietly placed in the Fire Moth headquarters.

Including some of the things that Grace brought back, there was no suitable person to use them.

I heard that Dr. MEI is preparing to select a group of people, have them disciplined by Aponia, and form a special operations team.

"Anyway, Dr. MEI and the others are definitely more thoughtful about this kind of thing than I thought."

Grayxiu lay on the table like a piece of trash.

"Hello, guest~"

Violet politely greeted the customers who entered the store. After the commercial street was restored, not many people came to Gray's shop. After all, in an era when mobile phones are popular, few people are willing to pay someone to paint a portrait.

Grace was also happy to have some free time.

After all, she had collected all the nearby colors a long time ago.

Violet greets all guests who come to the store.

Grace taught Violet to paint, and she learned very quickly, enough to satisfy ordinary customers.

Only Violet herself was not satisfied. She felt that her paintings looked the same as Gracie's, but something was always missing.

That day, Violet was still practicing, and what she was drawing was none other than Grace.

She found that only when she was drawing Graceau could the missing parts be expressed fluently.

Suddenly, the door rang.

Violet placed the paintbrush gently on the table, her porcelain-white fingertips trembling slightly unconsciously.

Her eyes were indifferent but also had a hint of vigilance.

Unlike when she received other people before, her voice was low this time, as if she was not expecting any visitors from the bottom of her heart.

"guest……"

Based on the habit of the battlefield, he never relaxed his vigilance of the surroundings at any time.

When the door rang, she acted faster than she thought.

With a slight swish sound, she had already grasped the wallpaper knife that she had just used to cut the canvas.

The tools used to create art now reflected a fierce silver light.

Her petite body tensed up with agile movements, like a bow ready to be shot. The next second, as the door slowly opened, she suddenly jumped up and pointed the sharp edge of the wallpaper knife directly at the forehead of the person who came.

But, just a second before, two sword blades that were sharper and longer than the wallpaper knife in her hand had silently crossed over her slender neck.

The two swords held deadly power, threatening Violet’s life, like death whispering in her ear.

"What are you guys doing???"

Grace was stunned.

“Major, he’s dangerous,” Violet answered truthfully.

"Stop it."