Reborn Star Singer

The last note disappeared in the sky above Oceanus. Whoever raised the communicator in his hand first said that he wished you to be with us like stars.A brighter light than the sky lit up on the thin water, the Milky Way seemed to fall into the world in an instant, and the sky and the earth were indistinguishable from each other.The fine light spots on the dead water flow together, like the warm sun breaking through the clouds in winter, warming the originally empty and cold water surface, and also warming the lonely and melancholy soul just now.Surrounded by light, no matter which direction you turn, you can see it. Although Alva can't see everyone's expression, he can feel the watch and company after every bit of light.

This is the compatriots, who share joy and sorrow, share weal and woe, and support each other to go on.

There was a circle of light around him, so bright, so shining, it was the first time that Alva felt so clearly that he was alive.

He lives with the people of this age.

Not as a music student who died with infinite regret and was reborn with a sense of misfit.

Nor is it as a scientist who wanders on the edge of life and death with the shadow of others and is reborn after being depressed.

But as Alva Marco, a human being living in the present, with a new family, a new fellow man, a new belonging.

Only when a person finds the destination of the soul, that person can be regarded as a real rebirth.

To prove that you are alive, you need not only other people's recognition of yourself, but also your own recognition of the world you live in.

When others recognize us, we find our place in others' hearts.

When we recognize the world, we find our place in it.

Here he is, Alva Marco, with his fellow living, in this paradise on earth, raising his light and looking up at the sky.

Everyone blessed with a loud voice,

"May you be with us like stars.

Robert sat among the standing crowd, looked at the people holding their shiny faces high, and rubbed his fingers in deep thought.

Waving his hand to signal others to lead the way, Robert decisively chose to appear on the stage at the climax of the party to express his gratitude, and a memorial service came to an abrupt end.

After all, it was the representative of the European Union who came to the stage to express his gratitude for this kind performance, and everyone couldn't say anything.Alva waved to the audience who were still standing, and walked down the aisle with Robert.Robert Komos smiled mildly at Alva and exclaimed

"What a touching show, it's rare to have a show where everyone can't help but sing along, you're an amazing singer. I hear you like throwback music, don't know, do I have that It is my honor to invite you to have a friendly exchange with the original singers of our planet on behalf of LSE?"

Maybe Robert thinks that a gentle smile can make him look kinder, but after dealing with Brent for a long time, Alva has long been immune to this half-smile expression.Glancing at the handsome diplomat in front of him, Alva couldn't renew his liking. The word "liar" is written all over the faces of politicians. It seems that smiling and deceiving people can't make the identity of a liar more pleasing.Alva turned his head back and stared forward with a slumped face, saying

"I'm not a soldier, and I don't represent the military. If it's an ordinary music exchange, I'm very welcome. I'm teaching at a music school on Mercury. You can come to me during working hours."

"No, in fact, this time, we are here to learn from each other and exchange the improved NMS system with LSE."

"NMS system?"

"It's the music energy core system, a system that can convert singing voice into real energy. I thought everyone on LSE was very familiar with this?" Robert asked curiously, seemingly puzzled.

"I'm not at all interested in biomechanics."

This sentence is of course a lie. If there is no mistake, this so-called NMS system should be one of the researches that he passed through at the beginning. It is a substantive energy developed from the influence of music on the growth of creatures, because the indifference of the attack is limited. The military has always hoped to develop a new type of weapon to solve this drawback.This time it will be used for so-called exchanges, probably in the hope of deterring, in order to quell the instability and uneasiness caused by the collapse of the Scholar.Things like politics are too complicated, and it seems that every inadvertent activity has an impenetrable meaning behind it.This made Alva feel even more annoyed by the conversation.

"That's it, that's really a pity. Although it's rude to say this, but I think, without you who can represent LSE, we will definitely win this exchange competition." Robert smiled regretfully, not caring about Alva at all. impatience.Someone was coming from the opposite passage. Robert took a last look at Alva and tilted his head to signal, "By the way, Gwenbury asked me to convey it for you. He said that he is very happy to see you are still alive."

The sound of footsteps gradually increased, and Alva stopped in place. After walking a few steps, Robert found that Alva hadn't followed, so he turned his head.With his back to the starlight falling from the entrance of the passage, Alva's face was hidden in the shadows. Suddenly he smiled and said slowly, "Really? But the fact that he is still alive makes me very sad."

Robert curled his lips and smiled, "It's better for you to say this to him in person, then, I will excuse you first."

Robert and the accompanying officials who came to pick him up left, and Alva stood there for a long time until someone jumped on his back.

"Good boy, well done!" The hedgehog strangled Alva's neck, with a bright smile on his face. "No shame on San Bruno!"

Alva broke away the arm that almost strangled him, pushed away the overly enthusiastic hedgehog head, and turned around to see a group of people following him.

Gran, who was still in the military uniform, Julie, who sent him here with a handboat, the supervisor who helped him arrange the performance, the tuner who deliberately broke the audio system...

Everyone had smiles of approval on their faces.

Gran held out his hand to Alva and said,

"Al, let's go home."

Alva walked to his family and friends, took Gran's hand, and nodded vigorously.

People around him patted him on the shoulder, rubbed his head, and said it was one of the best parties they had ever seen.

It doesn't matter what comments will be made on the Internet tomorrow, and it doesn't matter what the military's attitude is.

He did what he should and wanted to do, and his family and friends were by his side to support him, and that was enough.

A group of people were bustling and walking towards the outside of the venue. Caspar Barudo stood at the corner not far away, looked at this warm scene and smiled, then turned to the casual officer and said

"Okay, let's go."

"But... is this okay?" The accompanying officer asked puzzledly, "If there is no acquiescence from you, the performance will be terminated at the moment it starts, they...don't know."

"Who said I acquiesced!" Caspar Barudo snorted coldly, "But he was stunned for a few seconds, the lights were on, and everyone noticed him again. Could it be that he is still in front of the whole FU people?" Do you want to pull him down?"

"Yes." The casual officer smiled helplessly and looked at his watch, "Chairman, if you don't board the ship within 5 minutes, you will miss the meeting. Please hurry up."

It is the nature of soldiers to obey orders. With the military department strictly controlling activities related to the scholar, as the speaker, he must lead by example.

However, under the strict rules and regulations, he still has at least a few seconds of tolerance.These few seconds are his tribute to life and an obligation to his conscience.