mechanical court

"Amanra! Wait for me!"

"Amanra! Wait for me!"

Ozzy and Ptolemy exclaimed in unison, then turned their heads left and right at the same time, glaring at each other with fiery eyes.Like two horned bulls, wrestling with their eyes while handing in invitations.

"Please come in, I hope you have a pleasant evening."

Since these two people were well-known in the upper circles, Renee knew them well, so she didn't check the invitations very much, and just let them in.

"I'm warning you as a member of the cabinet, don't disturb my date with Yamanla, otherwise tomorrow a demolition team will blow up your house."

"Shameless, Yamanla obviously wants to date me, what does it matter to you!? Also, don't put on airs with me as the prime minister, our Holy Army is not under your cabinet's control! If you want to demolish the house, try it, you Tear down my house, and I'll tear down your bones!"

"Heh, Yamanla is an intellectual girl, how could she like your muscular orangutan."

"I'm the standard size, only a skinny monkey like you would think I look like an orangutan."

As usual, the two of them were still facing each other, and when they met, they fought each other desperately; neither of them refused to take a step back, so they just sprayed each other while striding into the corridor.

"You two! Being disrespectful before the king is a felony!" Seeing that they were becoming more and more shameless, Renee warned loudly.

With this kind reminder, the two barely shut their mouths, squeezed out awkward yet polite smiles, and caught up with Yamanla.

"What about the usual IQ? It's really worrying." Renee looked at the backs of the three and saw that the shadows behind them were intertwined and formed an elongated oblique triangle. She sighed and shook her head: " It's a perfect triangle."

one-one-one-one-one

At eight o'clock in the evening, the song and dance party officially began.

Suddenly, all the lights went out, and a majestic concerto was played on the circular stage, mixed with drumbeats similar to galloping horses, like the sound of spring thunder; then came the fast and hasty melody of the violin, and the lights on the stage turned from red to red. Purple, gradually darkened, and finally there were only a few beams of silver light hitting the violin player on the stage.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano turned and became soothing and serene...

Under the soft lights, the costumed singer strode onto the stage, bowed slightly to salute, and was greeted with applause.

In the soft melody of the violin, the singer opened his mouth and sang softly:

"You appear on this earth, you shine the sun on people's faces."

"Lead the night into day, and pure gold will not be able to withstand your brilliance."

"All eyes see because of you, and when the great you descend, the demons can do nothing."

"Your light opens sane eyes and gives life to all things."

"You ascend, you shine! The heavens roll aside!"

"You are the king of the gods, you are the god of all."

"We come from you, and we are honored in your midst."

"Your bounty comes out at dawn and washes hearts with laughter."

"The holy wind blows with music through the golden sky."

"The dead rise up and sing a hymn to the sun!"

"Praise be to you, great sun god, and praise to your astonishing ascension!"

The singing sound poured into the sea like a galloping river, spreading in all directions with the flying violin melody.It seems to be able to cleanse the soul, refresh the spirit, and the skin trembles.Many audience members could not help but sway with the rhythm, intoxicated by the singing.

This is the Ode to the Sun, which is worshiped by the Menesians to the Sun God. The singer combines classical and popular elements with his gorgeous singing voice, and sings the feeling of the sun rising and illuminating all things for hundreds of millions of years.

The singing pulled everyone's consciousness and trembled together, blending into the solemn singing along with the melody.The audience couldn't help but think of the many hardships that the Menesian Empire has experienced over the years, and almost cried for it.

On the special seat at the top of the opera house, the Sun King, who has attracted much attention, also had a serious face. He couldn't help but nodded slightly to the rhythm, and seemed to be as intoxicated by the singer's voice as everyone else.

In fact, he has been wandering in the sky for a long time, and has been thinking about what he should do next.The seemingly intoxicated expression is just a disguise, showing that he is listening carefully.

The same is true for Elulome, who is sitting next to Ivan. On the surface, she is listening carefully, but she is not in the mood to appreciate the music; her current experience is all about cultivation, and she just wants to quickly break through the current level and get rid of the dilemma of being protected by others.

After an unknown amount of time, the vigorous and powerful song finally stopped slowly.Silence quickly returned to the noisy hall, and everyone looked at the special seats in doubt.

According to the usual practice, when a show is over, His Majesty the Sun King should reward him once.But His Majesty didn't intend to come to the stage at this moment, he just sat on the spot and just nodded subconsciously.

After a while, realizing that the atmosphere in the opera house was not right, Ivan realized that the song was over, and quickly said:

"The singing is so good that I can't help being intoxicated by it. In order not to spoil the atmosphere created by the artists, let's continue on the show, and the rewards will be distributed at the end of the party."

Hearing what he said, the atmosphere in the opera house became active again; the guests all praised His Majesty for being considerate of artists, thinking that he changed the old rules because he didn't want the singing and dancing party to smell of copper.

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"Next, let's welcome Sophia and brother from Eden! They will perform Eden's traditional dance, Dance of Fire! Let us welcome them with the warmest applause!"

Accompanied by the master of ceremonies' enthusiastic words, a red-haired young man silently stepped onto the stage and stood in front of a piano.

Under the surprised eyes of the guests, he politely bowed slightly to salute, his eyes swept across the auditorium indifferently; he glanced at the special seat where the Sun King was, and quickly looked away as soon as he made contact with it.

The red-haired young man sat silently in front of the piano, put his hands on the keys, and pressed down silently.

It seemed as if a musical note splashed from a silver bottle suddenly sounded, echoing crisply under the keys, resounding in everyone's ears.

At this moment, a beam of spotlight hit the red-haired boy, and then quickly went out.

In the dim light, a slim figure of a woman appeared in the center of the stage.

It was a red-haired girl with a butterfly-shaped white mask. Her beautiful double ponytails were combed into spirals and fell from her shoulders; she wore a black lace armband on her upper arm, and a black collar on her snow-white neck. Ornaments, a snow-white dress, stacked from the tail to the top, layered like a cake, until the waist.

The whole skirt is getting narrower and narrower from the tail end to the waist, and the lower end of the skirt is swollen, and the upper skirt is slender-this kind of size contrast just brings out the beautiful lines of the waist.

The moment this girl appeared, Ivan looked over with a feeling, and said silently to himself:

"What a nice woman... She suits my taste very well."

The figure of the red-haired girl suddenly raised her hands above her head, her slender left leg lifted her skirt, and completed a straight and elegant kick; her dancing shoes touched the floor like water. Swirling gently like a swan.

The dancer's movements are soft and delicate, with a soul-catching beauty; the gorgeous skirt rotates and dances with the dance steps, and rises and falls with her jumping and continuous rotation, like a flower that sometimes blooms and sometimes withers flowers.

The crisp piano notes fell to the ground like raindrops, turning into circles of ripples and spreading in all directions. They converged with each other in the flowing air, leaving an intoxicating echo.

Music notes flowed softly around, filling every inch of the opera house.

Like a trickle flowing to the hearts of everyone, as the music gradually rises, the melody changes intensively in that rhythm, revealing a high-spirited and sonorous rhythm.The dancer's movements became faster and faster, from gentle to passionate, dancing like leaves falling in the wind.

The wonderful figure is swaying and graceful, and the flying movements are like phantoms in the fog.

During this process, her snow-white dress gradually turned red, as if it was heating up with the notes, turning into a raging flame.