Time travel in Douluo

Chapter 57 "The Wind Rises"

After Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong finished saying this, the audience below the stage applauded enthusiastically. Although the audience of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect below did not know who was performing today, it is human nature to join in the fun. Ning Rongrong, the eldest lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, hosted this concert, and she would never be sent there.

Down below, Ning Fengzhi and the two Title Douluo were also sitting below. They sat at the front and also the best position, so they could see the performance on the stage most clearly.

The dazzling white light on the stage gradually dimmed, and when it was completely dark, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were completely invisible, and the two women quietly returned backstage under the cover of darkness.

The two girls who had just come off the stage saw Wu Xie. After Ning Rongrong made a cheering gesture to Wu Xie, she pulled Zhu Zhuqing who was still wanting to say something to the back.

Wu Xie smiled, took a step forward with a microphone in his hand, and walked onto the stage. The moment Wu Xie walked onto the stage, all the lights on the stage gathered on Wu Xie, and the strong spotlight shone on his body. body, making the innocence at this time look a little illusory.

The moment the spotlight shone on Wu Xie, everyone in the audience looked curiously or enviously at Wu Xie on the stage.

Wu Xie was very calm about this, anyway, you can't come up to bite me, besides, have you ever hit me? When Wu Xie thought of this, she looked down and said 'fuck' in her heart, damn, I saw it all What, two Titled Douluo (Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.), five Soul Douluo, eight Soul Sages (including Ning Fengzhi here.), and many more, Wu Xie is too lazy to count, the master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Part of the power seems to be concentrated here.

Being stared at by so many bosses, Wu Xie expressed a little panic, and at the same time he was also slandering Ning Fengzhi, is he a Watt? Part of the power is gathered here, wanting to rebel.

Don't take the performance as a joke, the panic is only temporary, Wuxie quickly calmed down, I have never seen such a big storm, I even ate its baby in front of the centipede.

Keke, let's get back to the topic.

Tap-tap-tat--!
Wuxie walked to the center of the stage step by step, the contact of the shoes and the floor made a crisp sound, although it was inaudible in this noisy environment.

Wu Xie, who walked to the center of the stage, gently took the microphone to his mouth, and began to sing softly. He didn't tell the audience below to be quiet, because Wu Xie had confidence in himself, and could make the audience below quiet with his singing. Listen to the noisy voice.

Stop and go along the way.

Follow the traces of juvenile drifting.

The moment before stepping out of the station.

There was some hesitation.

Can't help laughing at this close to nostalgia.

Still inevitable.

And the days of Nagano.

Still so warm.

The wind blows the past.

Wu Xie's voice was slightly magnetic, and her voice was mellow. After the first verse was sung, the noisy voices in the auditorium below could no longer be heard. Wu Xie nodded in satisfaction and continued singing.

Knowing this world for the first time.

Hang around.

Looking at the sky as if in front of my eyes.

I am willing to go through fire and water to walk it again.

Walk through this world now.

Hang around.

Turn over the years and look at different faces.

Unprepared to break into your smile.

I used to be overwhelmed by the size of the world.

Also addicted to sleep talk.

No truth or falsehood, no struggle, no fear of jokes.

I once turned my youth into her.

I also popped up midsummer at my fingertips.

Let your heart move and let it go.

Walk against the light, let the wind and rain blow.

Stop and go on the short road.

There is also a little distance.

I don't know whether it's a story or a mood that I caress.

Perhaps anticipation is nothing more than an enemy of time.

See you again.

In the cool morning light.

Smile very sweetly.

Knowing this world for the first time.

Hang around.

Looking at the sky as if in front of my eyes.

I am willing to go through fire and water to walk it again.

Walk through this world now.

Hang around.

Turn over the years and look at different faces.

Unprepared to break into your smile.

I used to be overwhelmed by the size of the world.

Also addicted to sleep talk.

Don't be true or false, don't struggle, don't be afraid of jokes.

I once turned my youth into her.

I also popped up midsummer at my fingertips.

Let your heart move and let it go.

The evening wind blows the white hair between your temples.

Heal the scars left by memories.

Your eyes are full of bright and dark smiles.

Twilight covers your faltering steps.

Go into the painting hidden by the bed.

You in the painting lower your head and talk.

I still marvel at how big the world is.

Also indulging in childhood love stories.

There is no truth or falsehood left, no struggling and meaningless jokes.

I finally returned my youth to her.

Together with the midsummer that pops out at your fingertips.

What moves the heart goes with the wind.

In the name of love, are you still willing?

The innocent voice seemed to have magical powers, as if it dragged everyone off the stage into an illusion.

In the fantasy world, a gray-haired old man left his hometown with a youthful ambition and ran to a distant place. Now when he returns to his hometown, he is not close to his hometown but timid.

Ling Waiyin's book breaks, and the winter resumes the spring.

It is more timid to be close to hometown, and I dare not ask people.

Questions about Tang and Song Dynasties
Although I was a little trembling, when I returned to my hometown, the weather was slightly cold, but the sky in my hometown was very warm. The gusts of wind inadvertently reminded me of the past

When I started to enter this new world, I was full of energy. I had my own teenage dream. I believed that the world belonged to me. I will give you a bright future like a rainbow. I am willing to go through fire and water. The future is dangerous and difficult, and I can hardly hide my enthusiasm. Now I have gone through wind and rain, disappointment, frustration, anger, doubt, joy, betrayal, and joy. When I think of everything I have experienced in the past, I think of the evening when the wind is smooth and the air is fresh, I suddenly think of your smiles, your gestures, your shy blushing smile and the sound of your heartbeat (you have to wait I'll come back and I'll give you the best in the world)

I used to be full of countless expectations and longings for the world, indulged in its prosperity, and finally found that it was completely different from what I believed in in my heart back then. I understood that life is too much involuntary and powerless. Walking with light, the future is dark. Although bamboo sticks and straw shoes are light than horses, who is afraid, a cloud of mist and rain will be your life. Even if there is a strong wind, you will never give up in life, although you still lose in the end.

In the twilight, I walked into the house with staggering steps, came to the bedside, and found the painting hidden by the bedside. In the painting, you are smiling and blooming, and talking shyly when facing you, whispering Love words: "When I grow up, I will marry you as my wife for the rest of my life."

That night I had a dream, dreaming that I saw you in the cool morning light, smiling sweetly, you didn't ask me why I left without saying goodbye, and you didn't ask me how I was, just saw me come back silly Smiled very sweetly, and asked me: "You are still a person, did what you said back then still count? I have been waiting for you, little fool" I remember that in the dream you asked me many, many, many questions.

I would.

At the end of the song, the people below still seem to have not recovered, even Zhu Zhuqing, He Ning Rongrong in the backstage is the same. The song "The Wind Rises" can't be too much to say about a person's life, right?
clap clap clap.
Ning Fengzhi woke up from the illusion, and clapped his hands first. The look in his eyes towards Wuxie was even more strange. It was the look of a father-in-law looking at his son-in-law. Out of control.

There was a burst of applause at first, and then it became louder and louder until it was deafening. Even the blushing of the clapping hands was ignored, and even Bone Douluo (Gu Rong), who had always been disapproving of Wuxie, applauded Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong in the background also lined up their palms hard to express their current excitement.

(End of this chapter)