Birth of a Goddess [Comprehensive English and American]

The owner of the pair of blue eyes was sitting on the stand, his face was a bit blurred in the frantically waving fluorescent light of the people around him, even though separated by such a long distance, Elisa always felt that there was something about this person who couldn't see his face clearly. A strange familiarity.But before she came and took another look, she was led into the passage by Vera.

But, until she was waiting in the waiting room, those blue eyes flashed in her mind again and again, disturbing Eliza.

The sound waves outside the gym rushed towards this small lounge, but Elisa stayed in this narrow space, but she had no way to calm down her mood to meet the next game.

Her thoughts were still stuck in the little blue light in the crowd just now.

Eliza didn't know why she cared so much about those blue eyes.

Could it be because of the voice that appeared at the end of the dream?

Eliza bit her lips so white that her eyes could not help but drift to the door leading to the stadium, stubbornly, as if she wanted to go through the passage and find the person in the crowd.

On the other hand, Charles in the stands sensed Eliza's thoughts, but frowned in confusion. Amid the hustle and bustle, he closed his eyes as if no one else was there, and let his thoughts slowly move towards her. Crawl into the girl's brain.

The scenes in Eliza's memory flashed through Charles' mind.

From the first moment she could see, the world gradually changed from blurred to clear in front of her...Elementary school...Middle school...Participating in "The Voice of America"...

It’s as if a person is holding a video camera, starting from the moment Eliza was born, and completely recorded her life experience. Everything seems extremely reasonable and perfectly conforms to all logic, but It was this kind of "perfection" that made Charles couldn't help but frown.

All this read in Eliza's mind is like the plot in a movie, and all the succession and transformation fit the logic of the development of the story.

But such a degree of completion, in Charles' view, seemed a little weird.

In the past, when Charles explored the brains of other people, the things that surfaced on the surface and could be seen clearly for the first time were often just faults in memory. was captured.Even so, in these memories, there are often gaps in a large number of details, and he needs to explore further into the depths of his mind before he can describe the whole picture of the incident.

But in Elisa's mind, the development of all these things is indeed detailed and comprehensive, and she can even remember the time when certain things happened.

This only deepened Charles' suspicion.

But when he wanted to explore further into the depths of Eliza's brain, he could only encounter a cold wall.

Charles slowly opened his eyes and withdrew his consciousness, but suddenly felt a swelling pain.

"hiss--"

Charles couldn't help but let out a low cry. Although his voice was not very obvious in the surrounding cheers, it clearly fell into Eric's ears who had been paying attention to him.

Eric immediately bent down, held Charles' arm, and frowned slightly, "Charles." He called softly, and suddenly seemed to react, and suddenly withdrew his arm , the expression on his face also returned to indifference.

Charles didn't pay attention to Eric's reaction at this time. His eyes were wide open, cold sweat was dripping from his forehead, and he once again revealed his consciousness in the direction of the lounge.

Eliza sat in the waiting room and closed her eyes. The pair of blue eyes that had appeared in her dreams slowly merged with the blue eyes that had been glimpsed in the stands just now.

Her hand was hanging by her side, silently clenched into a fist, but it looked so pale and weak.

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Time passed unknowingly amidst the cheers of the audience. After the first round of competition, in the second round immediately after, Eliza's group got the last lottery.

Eliza sat on the chair with her head down, her hands on her knees, and her hands were tightly clasped together. She knew that she was not in the right state, but although it was clear until the second round that the game was heading towards her Approaching, Eliza has absolutely no way to calm herself down and enter the state of the game.

Suddenly, a figure sat down beside her, and Eliza looked up at Taylor, with the same confident smile on her face as always, as if nothing could shake her.

"Elisa." Taylor called out her name, looked straight into her eyes, didn't speak, but covered Eliza's clasped hands with his own, and patted them lightly.

Unexpectedly, the corners of Taylor's mouth curled up, "Let's have a good time on this stage, how about?"

Hearing her unexpected proposal, Elisa looked at her in astonishment, but she couldn't read any joking look in her eyes.

Eliza was silent for a moment, and everything she had experienced on the show flooded into her mind at this moment, urging her to say that answer.

"Ok."

The two looked at each other, and a similar light appeared in their eyes.

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"The next group of contestants, let's welcome Eliza Lim and her vocalist, Taylor Swift!"

In the huge stadium, all the lights were extinguished almost instantly, only the fluorescent sticks waving in the auditorium formed a huge ring of light, flowing slowly on the sidelines.

The drumbeat sounded in everyone's expectation, and with the outflow of guitar and keyboard accompaniment, two purple light spots appeared on the edge of the stage in an instant, and slowly moved towards the center of the stage.

Elisa held a purple fluorescent light in her hand, and there was darkness in front of her. A small path was pointed out with fluorescent points on the ground, and she was now walking towards the center of the stage along this guidance.

Another purple light spot approached her, and when the two were about to meet, Taylor's unique singing sounded, "Midnight..." Almost when this sound appeared, there was a small commotion in the auditorium, but Then it calmed down.

When the two walked in, following the purple lights, Taylor's face gradually appeared in front of Elisa.

After singing the opening verse, Taylor simply handed over the dominance of the stage to Elisa.

"You got that James Dean day dream look in your eye..."

"And I got that red lip, classic thing that you like."

Elisa sang these two lines stepping on the beat, and the singing revealed a little girl's pure and innocent fantasy about love.

In such a simple daydream, there is a perfect lover in her mind. Even though his face has been depicted countless times in her mind, it is still elusive. For this man, she may be willing to dress herself as The appearance of a good girl.

The sweeping sound of the electric guitar sounded, and the steady drumbeat in the background sound made people unable to help but move.

Eliza walked freely in the beat, enjoying the rhythm of the music. In her singing, she seemed to paint a picture in front of everyone.

Midnight, booze, swirling lights, blurred images.

The face of the other party was blurred in front of them, and the specific appearance could not be seen clearly, but they sang and danced together, enjoying such a night to their heart's content.

Elisa has no experience of these things, but her singing voice relies on the imaginary images to sing this song in an incomparably ambiguous and moving way, which makes people feel as if they have returned to an old movie with an atmosphere of the 1980s. Practical romance, indulging in this moment today.

Their singing ended before they knew it, but the audience seemed to be still in the fantasy world created by their singing, and they couldn't recover for a long time.

It was not until the moment when the lights dimmed that the audience gave thunderous applause for their wonderful performance as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Peter listened to Ned clapping his hands undisguisedly and yelling Eliza's name to the stage in front of him, but he hesitated. .

Seeing Eliza showing such a sweet smile on the stage, Peter didn't know why he felt an uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

Christo was sitting in the stands, looking at Elisa's expression before the lights were completely extinguished, smiling like a girl in love, but Christo worked hard to hold back his laughter so as not to let himself stand out in the crowd. It looks too dazzling.

Bringing Eliza up since she was a child, Christo has already figured out her little habits. When she sang just now, she kept raising her arms, and the frequency was so frequent that it was eye-catching.And each time the lifting range is not large, basically the forearm is lifted to a straight position and then put down.

Almost every time Eliza felt shy and uncomfortable, she raised her arm and made some small poking movements, or pinched her earlobe, or played with her hair.

And Elisa, who walked back to the lounge, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Taylor even gave her a thumbs up, praising her performance on the stage just now.Eliza smiled, but she didn't expect that all her little actions would be seen through by Christo in the stands.

When the results of the statistics were counted, Charles in the stands withdrew his consciousness again. This time, he couldn't help shaking his arms slightly, but he still couldn't get out of the fog in Eliza's mind. Find out what's hidden behind the scenes.

The people present were thinking about each other, but at this time, Carson walked in front of the camera again.

"Now, the voting channels are officially closed."