Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

Elsis Road, this is the only road from the area where the nobles lived to the Administrative Square and Klipper Castle.

On both sides are towering Soviet-style building complexes. Due to long-term wind and snow erosion, the limestone surfaces of these magnificent buildings have long since peeled off. There is a hint of warmth on the slender streets, and the thick layer of snow is melted by the sun. It turned into deep puddles everywhere.

The train's bells jingled as it passed on the tracks, reminding the crowds to get out of the way to avoid splashing water on them.

At the end of the road stands a huge square building, with towering Soviet-style columns, a gate wrapped in black marble, and an advertising stand engraved with a gold mask on the roof. Brass pipes stand around the stand, and dozens of orange flags rise from it. The roof hangs down to the ground.

The Golden Opera House, one of the famous buildings in the administrative district, was built by the city builder Golier. It was once a gathering place for the residents of Belloberg. In its most glorious period, various cars gathered here every night, and they Elegant aristocratic young men come here with their young and beautiful female companions to enjoy elegant music. Even seats have to be bought in the upper observation deck area, which is always divided into hierarchies.

But today, the Golden Opera House has long lost its glory. Today's young people go to the Clover Couple Playground or the newly opened cinema on the Executive Square for dates. The Opera House was the youth of people in the previous era. , rather than these young people of the new era.

But today it seems to be bursting with vitality again. Whether they are young aristocrats or children from ordinary residents, they are crowding in front of the Golden Opera House to look around, exclaiming from time to time, as if they have never seen it before. Just like a bumpkin in the world.

"Oh, look at how they have never seen the world. They are still noble young masters. They don't even know their ancestors." Xing, wearing jet black sunglasses, leaned against the pillars of the Golden Opera House and took a selfie of his thigh with emotion.

Dan Heng and March Qi were silent and didn't speak. They both turned their heads and didn't look at her. They didn't know who it was that almost jumped up in shock when they saw the ancestor two hours ago, and the stars in their eyes flashed quickly. There has to be a spark.

The ancestor stood quietly on the other side of the gate of the Golden Opera House. His blue compound eyes slowly swept across the crowded crowd from left to right, and finally fixed his sight on the star. A series of data began to flash in its eyes. The huge database gets the information it wants in an instant.

"Name: Star"

"Gender: Female"

"Bloodline: complicated???"

"Special hobbies: crumbs, the king of Internet meme, joke maker, digging through trash cans, unable to walk when seeing light spots,..."

The ancestor silently moved his gaze to the building of the Golden Opera House. His blue compound eyes flashed like seeing through, staring closely at the door of the Golden Opera House.

"Danger! Danger! Danger!!"

Xing tsked and shook his head, walked to March Qi and leaned his head on her shoulder, happily watching the anime playing on his phone, and expressing emotion from time to time.

"What? Are you so fascinated? Isn't interstellar traffic expensive?" March 7 glanced at her.

"It's okay. It's connected to the ancestor's wifi. Have you seen Fantasy Carnival? Now this clip is... Oh, Shirou and Shiki were caught riding on multiple boats. I laughed to death. There are still people in this era who would He was caught riding on multiple boats! Hahahaha, who the fool* can be caught like this, I will laugh at him forever." Xing pointed at the phone screen and laughed unbridled, but the next second, her laughter It stopped suddenly because she found that her wifi was disconnected.

Dan Heng held the spear and leaned against the pillar without saying a word, because the big fool who was laughed at by Xing at this time might be Mr. Jiang Fan... Mr. Jiang Fan who was dragged into the Golden Opera House by Ms. Black Tower just now.

......

Inside the lobby of the Golden Opera House, the surrounding columns are like ancient Roman-style buildings, painted in elegant off-white. Crystal chandeliers are lit one after another on the dome-shaped ceiling to disperse all the shadows. The red The seat numbers were marked with gold-inlaid nameplates on the suede seats, and the dark red curtain hanging on the stage was opened, like a precursor to some kind of grand performance.

At this moment, Jiang Fan stood on this gorgeous stage, looking at the three female audience members, and suddenly felt like a singer participating in The Voice of China. After singing a song, he was waiting for the three female audience members. Whichever instructor turns to him first.

"Tell me, I'll give you five minutes to quibble." Heita raised her toes, held her chin with her hands, and stared straight at Jiang Fan, who was standing silently on the stage. His good mood was instantly shattered, and he was even It was stirred up and down.

Even with Bo Shizun's answer, she was still mentally prepared for Jiang Fan to lose his memory. After all, reincarnation represented the beginning of a new life, a brand new life.

But the premise of starting the journey is that you have completely lost the memory of your previous life. You will even sigh and say "what a beautiful lady" when you see yourself, and then you will fall in love with her again uncontrollably. But Jiang Fan is brave and sees himself. The first sentence is 'You are all my wings'...haha..

Jiang Fan looked at Heita sitting under the stage in a Lolita-style dress and was silent for a while. His eyes always shifted uncontrollably to the sledgehammer at her feet and the miniature Star Destroyer railgun next to her arm.

Is this the treatment you get after a long separation? .... He even took out the Star Destroyer railgun... Murdering his husband? ..Jiang Fan was thinking wildly.

"Oh? Do you have nothing to say and are you ready to commit seppuku?" Heita took a deep breath and stared at him expressionlessly.

"Where did this little girl come from? He doesn't owe you any explanation." Cocolia glanced at the Black Tower, with a protective hostility in her eyes.

"Little girl?" Heita said one word at a time, "When Jiang Fan and I met, maybe your grandpa was still in your mother's belly. Why do you want to get involved in my affairs with him? It's not big or small. of."

"Oh, it turns out she is an old witch." Cocolia smiled faintly, picked up the black tea next to her and took a sip, "As expected of the tea made by my husband himself, the taste is as sweet as ever."

"Kokolia, I remember you are not married yet, right?" Xiluwa nodded slightly and took out a night light from her arms, "Jiang Fan made it himself! The night light is really beautiful."

Jiang Fan watched silently as the three people argued with each other off the stage. The core topic was 'the gifts Jiang Fan gave over the years | the love words Jiang Fan said over the years. "You love Jiang Fan more | Jiang Fan loves me more than you." He suddenly felt that he should draft a suicide note now. He couldn't walk out today...especially when they looked at each other. When facing you, I will send out the torture deep in my soul.

"Jiang Fan! Who do you love more!"