Rebirth of Young Master Qingluo

Chapter 160 "Countdown: [-]. Medium"

"An Luo, let's go." Louis patted his sleeves, looked back at the team members behind him, with a serious expression.As the sound of fireworks suddenly sounded, the team headed by him strode out.

Here, at the end of this journey, they will not admit defeat easily.

On the huge screen in the middle of the venue, the appearances of the two teams gradually appeared.I saw them wearing uniform uniforms, striding from different entrances to the center of the venue, and the team was neat.One group is headed by Engles, and the other group is headed by Louis.In an instant, deafening cheers were heard all around, over and over again, with high emotions.

An Luo walked behind Louis, and their uniforms were replaced by silver-white trench coats, with a golden 'nhly' logo on the chest.There was a burst of fireworks that resounded through the sky, and An Luo raised her eyes to look at the American AOC team that was coming towards her, and then slammed into a pair of sharp and deep eyes.

The englels were watching him, like in the qualifiers, he was declaring war on him.

Soon, he looked away.

An Luo closed her eyes slightly, her brows clear.The cold wind blew into the venue, and the wind knife blew coldly on the face, bringing a bit of depression.The windbreaker on his body didn't seem to be able to block the cold, he shivered involuntarily, and tilted his body as if he couldn't stand still, feeling weak all over.

"What's wrong?" Yang Yang helped him up nervously and asked in a low voice.

"I'm fine." An Luo stabilized her body before shaking her head, her thin lips parted slightly, but her cold voice seemed to come from a distant valley with a sense of vague distance, and she couldn't even hear it clearly.

Soon reaching the center, the two teams stood and looked at each other.The sound of shutters all around suddenly rang crazily, and the flashes continued.

Engels stood directly in front of An Luo, looking straight at him. Nill smiled helplessly, and stood in front of Louis.

Faced with this situation, the reporters around were stunned for a moment, and then the camera focused on the two people in the center for a while.

engels is wearing a blue team uniform, standing in the team like a born king, elegant and noble but not profane.His slender eyes narrowed slightly, and his sexy thin lips were pursed lightly. Even if he just stood quietly, he had a natural aura of intake.And the youth Yunzhi opposite him looked at his face with eyes, without the slightest timidity, always calm and cold.

The reporter zoomed in on the camera, and could clearly feel the powerful aura of these two people.In the camera, the two people looked at each other, and there were dark waves in their seemingly plain eyes.No matter which pair of eyes it is, you can clearly feel the collision of danger and excitement, and the surge of dark battles.

engels is declaring war on Anluo, and that missed duel will continue here.Suddenly the scene fell silent, staring nervously at the two people in the venue.

When it was time to salute, the two groups of players bowed to each other and shook hands neatly.

Engels looked at the young man opposite, his eyes were calm and clear, and his handshake was clean and neat.With an elegant figure and perfect demeanor, she looked more and more cool and indifferent in the noisy venue, like a calm and clear lake.

This person seems to be out of tune with this world, so he seems too unique and too lonely.

Reminiscent of his real identity, Engels couldn't help a sour chuckle, his eyes shining brightly revealing his complex emotions.When he spoke, his voice was bitter: "Missing that game with you will probably be the most regrettable thing in my life."

Whether it's es or Anluo, they are destined to have a hearty battle.But whether it was es or Anluo, they both missed each other, leaving only a mess.

But now, he wants to take back his regrets without any regrets.

He will definitely win this game.

An Luo calmly withdrew her hand and looked into his eyes: "This will be a wonderful round."

The conversation between the two obviously stimulated everyone, and there was a sudden commotion in the venue.The host smiled excitedly, twirled in the air, and said loudly: "I really hope to see the start of the game soon, player An Luo is right, this will be a wonderful round! Now, I will be here for everyone Announce the rules of the game."

"The order of the competition is determined by lottery, and the post-dubbing group and the performance group are connected through the medium of 'pan'. The stage in the center of the venue will perfectly reflect the whole process of the competition. The contestants in the dubbing group will go to the dubbing room on my right, and perform The contestants in the second group went to the virtual stage room on my left. The final result is mainly based on the final judgment score of the system, supplemented by the audience voting. Then, it means that every audience on the scene can participate in the election of the champion." The host smiled heartily : "Then now, please press the selectors at hand to decide the order of the respective games."

The US team leader teacher and Kim held down the selector at the same time while everyone was watching, and a small light screen appeared in the air.

After the US team, the Chinese team first.

"Then now, please ask our staff to lead our Chinese Nanhai ia team's dubbing group and performance group to the corresponding positions. The American AOC players will sit in the rest area next to the hosting platform to watch the competition. The competition will start soon."

The staff stepped forward and led An Luo and the others to leave the center of the venue. Engels and his group also sat neatly in a specific resting place.

At this point, the finals of the competition officially began.

Two light screens appeared in the air, because the person was not in place yet, the screen was temporarily black, and there was nothing on it. Engels' slender and sharp eyes looked straight, as if he wanted to see someone through the screen.Soon, he closed his eyes and put on the blindfold.

People in the audience area also put on blindfolds, and their eyes were dim.With the sound of dripping water in the later stage, the darkness quietly passed away, and the picture came silently.

On the stage of the venue, a cloudy and misty scene was also projected at the same time.In the scene, a clear lake flows slowly.In the water, a piece of yellowed paper flows into the distance along the current.

When he was about to enter the backstage, An Luo suddenly had a splitting headache, and a strong sense of uneasiness hit his heart.He suddenly turned his head to look at the corner of the audience area.There, he saw a few familiar people.

Crazy, Long Han, Lin Jin, Lin Yu, they happily waved to him, as relaxed and happy as they remembered.

They are all here...

wrong.....

Si Yu?

Anxiety rushed in like a tide, and there was also a pain that seemed to be there, and the bottom of my heart was burning.Rush, restlessness, and anxiety are constantly churning like a whirlpool, and something seems to be about to burst out.Amidst such anxiety, the exhaustion that devours everything also came quietly, blurring his mind for a moment, and sleepy his whole body.

Si Yu....

"I'll be right back." Throwing down a sentence, An Luo hurriedly ran around the corner of the venue and ran towards the audience area. At this time, most people were wearing blindfolds, and no one noticed for a while.

"An Luo!!?"

"An Luo!!"

Louis was in a hurry, and stretched out his hand to stop him, but only caught the invisible cold air in the air.An Luo's back was anxious and her steps were chaotic, which he had never seen before.The other team members suddenly panicked and wanted to catch up at a loss.

Louis stopped them, and said in a strict voice: "Don't you think it's not messy enough? Let's take our places first. An Luo is not stupid, she can judge for herself, let's go."

Everyone had no choice but to hold their breath and follow the staff into the backstage.

Louis looked at the direction An Luo ran away with complicated eyes, and suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart.It was entangled in my heart like a ghost, and I couldn't get rid of it.He pinched his fingertips, looked at the direction An Luo was leaving for the last time, and stepped into the backstage.

Looking back over the years, he would always shake his head with a wry smile.After some things are missed, it will probably become the biggest mistake in life.

Of course, this is a follow-up.

Seeing An Luo rushing over in panic, the lunatic and the others immediately walked around the crowd in doubt and walked to the empty place in the middle.After rushing up, An Luo grabbed the lunatic and asked before everyone could react, "Where's Si Yu? Where's Si Yu? What about him?"

"Squad leader..." The lunatic swallowed, before he understood what was going on, he subconsciously said, "Didn't I come to the United States with you? You didn't see him go back the day you came to the United States."

"What..." An Luo let go of her hand in a daze, and stood there blankly for a while, her eyes blank, and she didn't respond to the lunatic and others.

His face suddenly turned cold, and he stretched out his hand to touch it in a daze: "... Snow?"

This venue is completely isolated from the outside world, how could there be snow.

He raised his eyes blankly and looked around, there were familiar faces and unfamiliar faces.Countless figures are mixed together, overlapping, separating, overlapping, separating.In the end, everything is blurred and everything is strange.

And all of this gradually turned into a familiar figure.But no matter what, he couldn't see his face clearly.

'See you in a month. '

An Luo closed her eyes in bewilderment, becoming weak and powerless as if the belief that supported everything had collapsed.

Faced with his abnormal state, Madman and the others frowned worriedly, not knowing what to do.

On the stage of the venue, on the surface of the lake.A piece of plum petals fell down and disappeared along the current of the lake.

The green shirt is like a plum in white clothes, and the Chinese people wear the moon with tassels...  

An Luominmin's dry lips: "Qi Feng, where is that painting?"

When the lunatic heard this, he hurriedly took out the painting from the compressed bag and handed it to him: "I brought it."

Taking the scroll, An Luo gently opened it.

The person in the painting is familiar to unfamiliar.

He rolled up the painting again and handed it to the lunatic, looking up at the screen in the sky.Louis above had already put on his earphones, and looked straight ahead with a pair of sly eyes.

He knew that he was waiting for him.

The tiredness was so strong that he couldn't help but stop all thinking.

"Big brother?" Lin Yu grabbed his corner suspiciously, blinking his big eyes.

An Luo looked down at him, touched his soft hair, her eyes became extremely gentle.He looked at the lunatic and the others again, and said softly, "Qi Feng, help me give the painting to Mr. Jeca of Delicious Life."

The lunatic nodded, and couldn't help asking; "An Luo, what's wrong with you? Are you all right?"

"I don't know either." An Luo slightly closed her eyes, exhausted.He let go of Lin Yu and said softly, "The game is about to start, I'll go in first."

"Well, big brother, come on." Lin Yu blushed, beaming with joy.

An Luo nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the backstage of the game.

Lin Jin looked at the back of An Luo leaving, and couldn't help but think of the cold, lonely and sad fairy Changqing in the simulation.He sighed slightly, sat back with the lunatic, and put on earphones and blindfolds after the figure of the man disappeared from sight.

Stepping into the dubbing room under the guidance of the staff, An Luo hurriedly sat down. Louis knew he was coming, so he just closed his eyes and didn't look at him.An Luo didn't procrastinate, took a breath and put on the earphones.

My mind suddenly fell into a familiar emptiness, and my consciousness gradually blurred.

Outside the venue, the heavy snow in the United States this winter seems to have come to an end.Looking up, there is no more white snow flying in the sky, and it seems that even the snow on the ground has gradually melted.

In the venue, the last final of the competition began.

........................

'drop.....'

With the sound of dripping water, a trace of ink and wash appeared on the stage.Then in the soft and long music in the later period, they gently converged into a line of small words:

and Junlao

The ink dispersed, and the stage became calm again.As if something is about to come, everything in the world is waiting with bated breath, appearing silent and strange.

quiet....

Suddenly, someone let out a soft sigh, low and misty, coming quietly amidst the sound of the wind, and leaving without a sound.

And with the breeze passing by, a little black trace gradually appeared on the stage, which was particularly eye-catching in the void of nothingness.

The soft music in the later period suddenly sank slightly, and the bird twittered and spread its wings away.Someone spoke softly, with a soft and warm voice, and a slight smile.But when the breeze blows through the room, when the birds stop on the branches and vines, it brings a sense of cold sigh that seems to be absent.

Depressed and soft, like a clear spring

"Heaven and earth are friends, and the body is like a falcon. Life is in a hurry, and the four directions are free..."

Before the words fell, the little ink marks on the stage gradually spread out in the blurred space, gradually forming a bustling and rich market place amidst the low-pitched music.It is dusk at this moment, and the orange-red afterglow of the setting sun is shining gently on the red-tiled pavilions; the rice paper lanterns hanging in front of the eaves of the rich people’s houses glow faintly, swaying slightly in the breeze, leisurely and contented. .

At the entrance of the bustling alley, a woman in yellow has an enchanting posture, her eyebrows are like beautiful flowers, and the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, as warm and soft as the spring breeze in March.At the entrance of the bustling alley, among the crowd, her gaze was always on the handsome man who was staring ahead, holding a jade flute.

At the entrance of the alley, the walking pace of the man stopped slowly.The breeze gently ran through his hair and brushed his cheeks.The crowd was flowing, but he turned his head slightly, looking at the woman in brocade in the distance.His eyes are misty like the sea, but his smile is light, elegant and handsome.

The two stared at each other for a long time, their hair fluttering with the breeze, and the skirts of their clothes rubbed against each other softly.The sunset glow of the setting sun seems to have entered the painting.

In March, the fine willows sway gently in the breeze, and the young shoots are facing the wind.

Someone chuckled lightly, not worrying at all.

"See you at the beginning of the year, stop here, cook wine and have fun..."

The music is diffuse, long and soft.In the painting, the two look at each other and smile, and the setting sun is shining, warm and beautiful.Yu Yu gently brushed the loose hair on her forehead, raised the jade flute in her hand, and smiled lightly.In the pavilion in the distance, the red-clothed and heavily-made-up opera singer stretched out his long sleeves, raised his eyebrows lightly, and drew his vermilion lips together, the show is over.

Someone drank a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

At the entrance of the alley, the two people who were looking at each other from a distance had long since disappeared, and when they looked up, they could see clearly the two traces that had gone away.

The sound of the flute came slowly, melodious and melodious, and the tune rose gently, accompanied by the sound of the wind as if it came from another world.I don't know who lowered his eyebrows and smiled slightly, and asked if he still remembered the past.

In the later period, there was a low tremor suddenly, like the sound of a string breaking.Circles of ripples were startled in the peace, and the sound of dripping water came clearly, one after another, continuously.The sound of the flute did not know when it became low and slow, and it became clearer amidst the sound of dripping water.

A bird lives on the vine, fluttering its wings.Someone made a soft noise, startled it again, stretched its wings in an instant, and soared away.This voice is low and hoarse, as plain as water, but has a profound charm, which makes people unable to comprehend it.Accompanied by the vibrato in the later period, the slight downward rise at the end of the sound becomes more and more deep, and the clear and cold voice also has a bitter taste that seems to be absent.

He said, the years are changing, how can we talk about life as we first saw.....

No one knew that someone in the dubbing room suddenly opened their eyes.Feeling the script lines constantly emerging in the brain, the consciousness becomes blurred uncontrollably as if imprisoned by shackles, the tiredness haunts like a ghost, and the things in front of me become no longer clear.

An Luo couldn't help but groaned, raised her hand to support her head, her mind was in a state of chaos.He half-closed his eyes in pain, breathing rapidly.He didn't know that the hand supporting the head turned unhealthy pale at this time, it seemed that if it was whiter, the sight could pass through.

Fragmentary pictures on the stage suddenly hit the brain, and the sound effects in the later stage seemed sharp and harsh at the moment.The plot is still developing, and the music in the later stage has quietly changed.

In his mind, accompanied by a dull pain, Yu Yu's pretty face was extremely clear, and his smile was like a flower. In line with the plot, Louis let out a cheerful laugh, soft and beautiful.An Luo bit her lip hard, forcing herself to focus on the drama.

On the stage, two shadows cuddling each other, their clothes flying up into the air, making people confused like a dish.

............

The sound of the zither echoed in Siye Pingchuan, and the smoke from the kitchen was curling up, making it quiet and beautiful.With a low tremor in the later stage, the sound of the piano paused slightly, and then the tone sank, calm and deep.

Looking into the distance, there was a man in brocade clothes leaning on a boulder. He squinted and looked at the light yellow figure under the peach blossom tree.Watch her play the banjo among the pink petals, watch her dance, watch her fly the kite with strings.

The woman in yellow chuckled and stuffed the paper kite into his hand, and then she took the other kite and flew into the sky.The man was leaning lightly on the boulder, watching the kite fly with the wind, flying higher and higher, and finally, it was hidden in the sky.But the paper kite he was holding lightly in his hand fell silently to the ground when the woman turned her head and smiled cleverly.

In a corner where the woman couldn't see, he gently lowered his eyelids to hide the complicated emotions in his eyes.

The sound of the zither rose and vibratoed again and again, as if reminding the world that someone was crying silently for someone.In the sky, the distant kite swayed, and finally fell, hanging on the branches, and the rice paper was torn.

Then, someone sighed and lamented the Qiang flute.

The low male voice opened softly, helpless, bitter and confused: "Blow it away...Blow it away..."

His voice hadn't finished yet, and a soft flute sound came suddenly later.Like the spring breeze in February, it is fresh and plain, but it also brings some complex emotions that cannot be described.And in this continuous music, when the man is holding the woman lightly, a cold voice comes slowly.The voice was clean and flat, without a trace of emotion.However, following the gentle sound of the flute and the woman's clever smile, he sighed slightly, with a lingering charm that seemed incomparably captivating.As if being in a world of ice and snow, he was perplexed and depressed, and his heart was at a loss.

"Infatuation in the world, the vicissitudes of life, if you have never lost...how can you...understand..."

If you have never lost it, how will you understand...

In the illusion, it seems that someone is whispering softly, but they can't understand it.At the end, he smiled wryly.

"Blow it away..."

The two voices intersect, pause, and the voice lines are very similar.One is slow and bitter, and the other is cold and perplexing.Someone didn't know why, but a blue figure appeared faintly in front of his eyes, and gradually disappeared among the flying and falling snowflakes, and his face could not be seen clearly.

But before the soul-stirring words fell, the light-yellow figure under the peach blossom tree suddenly stopped all movements.In the illusion, those bright and clear eyes flickered for a moment, then turned around and looked at the village with green tiles and green houses behind him.

Even though it was sunny, it made people feel cold and bone-chilling.The village was shrouded in thick white mist, and as the mist gradually dispersed, the road ahead was finally clear.

Looking up, he found that the Qingwa Village behind him had already been caught in a raging fire, and the flames were full of flames.

The raging fire enveloped the village at the foot of the mountain, and the howling wind made the fire spread like a world-destroying one.

Yu Yu was stunned in place, and after a while, she suddenly turned around to look at the man behind her.But the elegant man in brocade clothes did not respond, his face was indifferent like never before, as terrifying as ice and snow.And the long sword in his hand was aimed at her at some point, the light of the sword was cold and merciless.

The low-pitched male voice that appeared earlier paused slightly, and let out a low moan.

"Blow it away..."

Blow it away.

An Luo slowly opened her eyes, looking at the sad and beautiful two people on the screen in front of her, her eyes were blurred.On the stage, Jiu Hua and Yu Yu faced each other with grief, and the bloody fireworks were shocking.

However, all of this has nothing to do with An Luo, except for the plot lines that keep popping up in his mind, he seems to have been completely isolated from the world, without a trace of cold or any sound.His time seems to be frozen here, even if other people's time passes by, he will never feel the slightest change.

Louis beside him seemed to have disappeared, and the world was eerily quiet.

He sat flatly, with an expression of unprecedented indifference.The slender and clear eyes looked straight ahead, but couldn't find any focus.Quiet, indifferent, like a thousand years of deep snow.

After a while, he lowered his eyes slightly and brushed his broken hair lightly.

In this confined space, no one can hear him, he groaned in a low voice.

"Blow it away..."

As his voice dissipated slightly, the entire space fell into silence again.

And the lines and scenes that kept pouring into his brain also changed silently. In the illusion, he saw the strange attic that had appeared countless times in the dream.

Different from the past, this time he was outside the dream and could only watch quietly.

"drop……"

Drops of water slowly dripped on the lake, breaking its original calm.Looking up, the shadows in the lake were indistinct, with strange postures.

Above the lake, the towering attics looked majestic and mysterious in the darkness.

The sudden icy touch on his face made An Luo couldn't help withdrawing his mind, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and closed his eyes slightly.

"Snow……"

How could there be snow in this completely sealed space?Besides, it's not the first time.

quiet……

Silent silence filled the entire room, obviously there was another person, but he couldn't feel his breath at all.In this world, it seems that he is really the only one left.

.....................

On the stage, Yu Yu stood alone among the withered vines and plants, with a gloomy expression.Wearing a clear green gown, she looked thin and lonely, and the moon was bright and clear in the sky.

Her love came quietly, unconsciously, peacefully and beautifully.But it passed away without a sound, without a trace.

When the cold wind blew, she shook her sleeves with a wry smile and looked at the bright moon in the sky, feeling desolate in her heart.

The music comes faintly, low and gentle, sad and indifferent.

Without warning, the music stopped suddenly, and everyone couldn't help holding their breath.Before anyone could react, there was a whistling sound of a gust of wind in the later stage.

On the stage, a violent wind came and everything shook.Yu Yu stretched out her hand uncomfortable to try to block the strong wind, her clothes rubbed against each other violently, and her hair fluttered.

Her lips were slightly pale, and her face was haggard.The wind knife blew on her cheeks boredly, bringing her helpless expression, and also brought her crystal clear tears.

Suddenly, she stopped blocking the wind, and her body froze in the wind.

The deep and melodious sound of the piano comes gently, the tune is gentle, with a little desolation, a little loneliness, and sadness.

In the wind, the body of the woman standing there trembled slightly.Accompanied by the faint sound of the piano, she slowly turned around and looked behind her.

Under the long street, there was a person standing quietly behind her.Under the moonlight, the man's face seemed a little blurry, but it seemed extremely clear.

Unfamiliar environment, familiar scene.

The man looked at her quietly, his brows were cold in the gust of wind.

Yu Yu stared at the man bewilderedly, tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes.She smiled softly in the wind, poignant and soft.

Jiu Hua, you are here...

In the later stage, a cold sound came gently with the cold wind, and then dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

"I can't ask for it... In the end it's... I can't ask for it..."

As the lines dissipated gently into the air, An Luo also looked back to the position behind her like the woman on the stage.

But there was no one there, there would be no one...

"drop……"

Without warning, there was a soft sound, and the originally empty corner gradually turned into a snow-white place.

The fine snow fell down one after another, bringing a little chill to the body.In the distance, there is a prosperous and rich capital city, with towering pavilions and ancient flavors.

Here is another world.

And An Luo also appeared in this snow-white place as if cutting through time and space, wearing a silver-white windbreaker marked with the 'nhia' logo, with short clean hair and a cold expression, which seemed out of place with this place.

There was snow blowing gently into her eyes, An Luo blinked, and the snow moistened the corners of her eyes, and gently slid down from the corners of her eyes like teardrops.He raised his eyes and looked around, his expression didn't fluctuate at all.Turning his eyes, he saw the inn not far away, which seemed a little deserted with few guests, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

When the cold wind blew, he shook his sleeves lightly, and then walked towards that place.

The scenery I saw along the way coincided with what I remembered, and even the lanterns hung by the wealthy people on the eaves were not the same.

An Luo calmly crossed the street and walked straight to the inn in his memory.

This is the place where Qingluo used to live, he doesn't know why he came back here now.All the flowers and plants, the first floor and the first pavilion here are consistent with each other in memory, exactly.

But he clearly knew that all of this was illusory.

Walking to the door of the inn, An Luo stopped, and then gently patted the fine snow off her body as she remembered.

The clothes trembled, and the snow fell to the ground.But the deep and gentle voice in memory did not come, only the ruthless whistling of the cold wind came one after another.

Looking up to the attic window, there was no one there.

He heard footsteps behind him, and he turned to look.

With his movements, the snow-white land became blurred, and then re-transformed into a city with high-rise buildings and advanced technology.

An Luo frowned slightly, this is City A.

Unlike the previous scene, the sun is shining and the weather is just right.There was a constant flow of people coming and going, and there was a lot of voices, so it was very lively.

However, the moment An Luo appeared in this scene, his whole body became stiff as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

The crowds that come and go are all in groups, laughing and laughing all the way, playing and having fun.In the dazzling sun, the smile is bright.

They seem to live in a bright place in the world, but he is in a cold place.

As the feeling of coldness in his heart became stronger, An Luo gently closed his eyelids, his eyes were deep and cold, like a dry pool.

A woman with a bright smile stopped in front of An Luo, but she chatted and laughed with the people beside her within a few seconds, and walked away through An Luo's body.

An Luo's fingertips trembled slightly, and then her eyes regained their clarity and indifference.

He looked up and saw the crowd laughing and playing, very lively.Between heaven and earth, he is the only one who is always alone.

Soon, the bustling city gradually blurred, and the surroundings became pitch black.In the darkness, a string of footprints spread from his feet to the distance behind him...

The next moment, all the pictures suddenly disappeared.In front of him is still the light screen refracted by the stage.There are still lines and plots that keep flashing in my mind.

An Luo pinched her fingertips fiercely, so that the fatigue would not be so crazily raging.Recalling the picture he saw earlier, he lowered his eyes slightly.Then he closed the corners of his eyes as if he was sure of something, and gently read the lines that flashed in his mind.

"Love, one word, two people know..."