MTL - Doomsday Wonderland-v9 Chapter 2232 Singing and Human Sea Tactics

Chapter 2232 Singing and Crowd Tactics

No... No one seems to realize that something is wrong at all.

There are four people in the band, besides the lead singer, there is also a guitarist, a bassist and a drummer. The spotlight illuminated the temporary stage so brightly that Lin Sanjiu could even see the sweat on the forehead of the drummer behind him; everyone's shadows were dutifully attached to the stage floor, including the lead singer's own .

Only that long black shadow stretched out all the way and climbed up from the background board of the stage, which was as wide as two people. It stood quietly between the unaware bassist and drummer, watching the audience high.

Among the crowded crowd all around, those who talked softly, those who were happy and excited, those who were drinking and joking...the list goes on and on, but no one asked, "Eh? Where did the black shadow on the stage come from?"

Don't panic... Lin Sanjiu warned himself.

The black shadow had been floating on the stage for several seconds, and it still didn't move at this time, which showed that Libao's conjecture was correct: hiding trees in the forest and hiding people in the crowd can best erase their traces.

No matter how powerful Occidentus was, he could only look at the eight faces in the sea-like crowd, and he could only look at them one by one—not to mention that they had all resumed their disguise at this moment, even if his eyes were really from their faces. Sweeping upwards may not be able to catch all the people in the group.

As long as they don't panic, don't get together, don't show themselves, and turn around and run, maybe they can slip away from Occidentus' nose again.

"Thank you all for supporting our band 'The Spectators,'"

While Lin Sanjiu was comforting himself, while constantly looking for his partner from the corner of his eyes, the lead singer on stage also spoke. It was an evolutionary whose appearance was not beautiful, but whose temperament was quite eye-catching; her voice was rich and powerful, with a rustling texture, and she said loudly, "We meet again in the Twelve Realms after three years!"

Before the words fell, screams and whistles rang out from the audience, and many hats and flowers were thrown into the sky one after another; it seemed that this band was still very famous.

Even in the precarious and turbulent doomsday, there are still people who are trying their best to live out their lives—the whole band is an evolutionary, and there are probably not many times when they can reunite to perform together, right?

Lin Sanjiu suppressed this thought with difficulty.

The lead singer adjusted the guitar sound, played a few syllables briefly, and then said into the microphone: "Everyone, are you ready?"

Amidst the screams from the audience, the huge black shadow on the stage remained silent, which seemed to stretch a little longer.

...Did he also feel that it is difficult to find someone in a sea of ​​people?

Although Occidentus had already descended, he did not come here in person, but only cast a shadow to look for it. Perhaps it was because he did not want his existence to be known—it was not yet time to distribute vaccines and save the world. It's still too early for him to establish a "high-dimensional creature" impression.

It's just...even if it's just his shadow, it's enough to make Lin Sanjiu and his party helpless and suffer a lot.

When the music echoed from the surrounding speakers, Lin Sanjiu felt as if the crowd had melted and turned into a piece of hot, flowing lava; the night was cold, but many people took off their shirts , with a smile and sweat on his face, jumping and falling with the beat of the music, raising his arms and shouting.

In order not to be conspicuous, Lin Sanjiu also raised one arm, and then punched a few times into the air; with the other hand, she called out [eBay], hesitated for a while, but in the end she still didn't dare to use it to contact the gift package.

Who dares to say that the communication channels hidden in special items will not be 'heard'? Occidental's supernatural powers were so great that she began to hesitate and hesitate to move forward.

Although this "bystander" band seems to be very popular, not all the people who come to the Black Stone Collection are their fanatic listeners. There are still people coming and going in the Black Stone Collection Center, coming and going. Perhaps for the group of them, the best way to escape is to mix in the crowd and scatter away individually—as long as they can avoid Occidentus for a while, they will have more chances to meet again.

This idea must have been thought of by others.

Lin Sanjiu comforted herself in her heart, and looked around - the closest to her was the C avenue she had just walked up to; He took a few steps back calmly. As soon as she left, someone immediately flowed into the open space and replaced her.

She acted very cautiously, for fear of being noticed, and sometimes when someone was about to pass by, she backed away when she gave way, so after the first song was sung, Lin Sanjiu moved halfway in the direction of Avenue C.

The black shadow on the stage still did not move, and there was no commotion or change in the crowd.

No news is the best news, right?

In the brief silence after the song stopped, Lin Sanjiu didn't dare to move, standing in the crowd, looking at the female lead singer on stage. After she hung up the microphone, she didn't know why she stood quietly in front of the microphone. She didn't speak or move for a few seconds—even the guitarist on the side glanced at her, obviously like the audience, They all had doubts faintly.

"Before going on stage today, some enthusiastic fans sent me a lot of flowers," the lead singer finally said again. After she finished speaking, she picked up a large bouquet of flowers from the side of the stage, and continued to speak into the microphone: "I hope to share with everyone the joy of my return and such beautiful flowers. Do you agree?"

What is this for?

When Lin Sanjiu was wondering, he saw the female lead singer covering the microphone and whispering something to the musicians, as if she was ordering the next song title—the guitarist was slightly startled, but quickly nodded. The drummer hit the drums at once.

"The next song is, 'My People Who Walk the World'!"

The expected screams and cheers did indeed resound, but they were a little messy, and the applause was half a beat behind. In people's breath and night wind, Lin Sanjiu caught a few words—"Huh?" "Is it their new song?" "What did she say about my people?"

However, the doubts brought about by the new song were almost immediately conquered by the lead singer's powerful singing.

"In the vast sea of ​​people, I can only touch you..."

When she raised her bright voice, the lead singer suddenly threw the large bouquet of flowers into the sky, and with a snap of her fingers, it was scattered and exploded high in the air—the flowers and petals were like rain, Fluttering and falling towards the crowd. This time, the screams of excitement were almost overwhelming, and countless hands were stretched upwards, trying to catch a falling petal.

It was at this moment that Lin Sanjiu saw the guitarist on the stage frowning and glanced at the lead singer.

He then turned his head and exchanged a puzzled look with the drummer and bassist who were also full of doubts, as if the song the lead singer was singing now was completely unfamiliar to them.

But the music they played complemented the vocals of the lead singer, indicating that this was definitely not a song they hadn't practiced—

When Lin Sanjiu thought of this, it was almost as if a basin of ice water had been poured on his head, and his whole body suddenly became cold. She hurriedly looked up, and in the colorful night, countless flowers and leaves had fallen on people's hands and bodies; four or five people away from her, a young man grabbed a The white rose, which was still intact, raised it high excitedly, and shouted: "I love you!"

"In the vast sea of ​​people, be my hands and be my eyes..."

Lin Sanjiu desperately suppressed her urge to run away, stared at the young man who was staring at the stage obsessively and stopped screaming, and took two steps back as much as she could—she was in a hurry this time, and it made her feel uncomfortable. The person next to him complained: "What are you doing, where are you going?"

The music is right, so the problem is naturally the lyrics.

Not only has the audience never heard the title of the song, it seems that the musicians have never heard the lyrics from the lead singer's mouth either - and the lyrics of that sentence are repeatedly expressing the same meaning.

Let me touch you, be my person, be my eyes.

The man holding a white rose slowly put down his hand, and looked back at a girl beside him. He didn't speak, and when the next line of lyrics sounded, he tapped the girl's shoulder with it and handed it to the girl.

Spread me out, let this vast sea of ​​people become you and me.

Lin Sanjiu realized that it might be too late.

The chance to slip through the crowd, no longer—no, probably never really existed.

At this moment, the crowded and steaming crowd around her was the most reliable barrier and cover between her group and Orcius two or three minutes ago, giving her a real sense of security; and now , They fell into silence one by one.

The white rose was passed from one hand to the next without a sound, and wherever it passed, a quiet curtain unfolded.

The only thing that might serve as consolation was that the direction that the white rose conveyed was not towards Lin Sanjiu.

The lead singer also seemed to be puzzled, why after he sang a song, the bottom was so quiet, and there was hardly any response.

"I hope everyone will like the song just now. If you don't like it, we have another song." She joked, and the crowd burst into laughter.

The lead singer looked a little at a loss, and looked back at the other musicians. The guitarist shrugged, the bassist said something; the lead singer shook his head vigorously, as if denying something, then nodded.

The third song seems to be a decision made by the band together.

Lin Sanjiu knew that she was running out of time—not only her, but the companions who walked into the center of the Black Stone Collection like her, hoping to "hide trees in the forest", were all trapped in this large group of people like quicksand. It's hard to get away.

what to do? What will Orcius do next?

The prelude to the music passed quickly, and the lead singer stepped on the beat, strummed the guitar, and spoke into the microphone with a look that was about to avenge himself.

"I've seen through your disguise," she sang, "your ever-changing face, each face is different...can no longer serve as a shield for you to hide..."

The guitarist was stunned and almost played a wrong note.

Beside Lin Sanjiu, the crowd slowly turned their heads and looked at the past face by face.

I forgot who I told before that my writing method is to write myself into a dead end. Even I don’t know how to solve this dead end, so there are two consequences: one is to force myself to sublimate , Goujitiaoqiang found a solution; the other was to abandon the pit.

The most memorable experience of the blind spot was in the greenhouse of Hari Farm. There will be many times later, but that one was the most impressive. I mean nothing else by saying this, but if I can't improve in the future, I hope everyone will be mentally prepared.