Every world I die young

Even if he knows how to sing opera, why does he sing?

For things that are destined to be messed up, he has to do his best to prepare when he has nothing to do.

Mo Yinglan had no interest and lay dead for three days. On the third day, a small guard came to him in time.

Mo Yinglan looked at him calmly, the guard's face was humble, but in fact his eyes gradually showed disdain.

Seeing that Mo Yinglan remained unmoved, the guard gradually became impatient.

Mo Yinglan stood straight on the spot, raising her head slightly to look at the guards.

The guard was half a head taller than him, Mo Yinglan pursed her lips, a little nervous, her face remained calm and unchanged, this was an instinctive reaction from years of singing.

The guard said coldly: "Master Xia, please."

Although the words are polite, his eyes are really unfriendly, and a pair of iron hands are vainly placed on his side, as if his hands will fall on his arms forcefully in the next moment.

Mo Yinglan narrowed her eyes, unmoved in the slightest, she still stood there calmly, not afraid of his threat at all.

After a long time, the guard's fingertips trembled slightly. Mo Yinglan saw that the time was almost here, so he narrowed his eyes and said, "Let's go."

The guard frowned and said bluntly, "Please."

He forcibly suppressed his dissatisfaction and resentment, and followed Mo Yinglan step by step.

He stared at Mo Yinglan's back with scorching eyes. As long as there was something wrong with Mo Yinglan's behavior, he would like to find out.

But his idea is impossible to realize no matter what, because as long as Mo Yinglan is willing, no one can criticize him.

Duan Xiaobei's eyes were sharp, piercing people's hearts, and it was easy to see the careful thoughts of the guards.

Old Man Duan was sitting on the main seat, his long beard hanging down in front of his chest, Duan Xiaobei turned his head slightly, and he could see the gray hair on his sideburns.

Duan Xiaobei said: "Get ready when you come."

His voice came down from the high platform, and it seemed a little fuzzy.

Mo Yinglan looked up at the exquisite pavilions, the masters of the Duan family were sitting or standing on the tall buildings.

The stage is set in the center, surrounded by high-rise buildings, and on the high-rise buildings are the Duan family.

From where old man Duan was sitting, he could overlook the entire stage to the greatest extent.

Mo Yinglan walked into the backstage, changed into layers of costumes, painted her own eyebrows, lips and dark blue, and worked hard for more than half an hour before she packed up her outfit.

Mo Yinglan's body was so thin that she couldn't support the big costumes, she looked like a child who stole an adult's clothes.

This was the first thought in Duan Xiaobei's mind when he saw Mo Yinglan in complicated costumes walking slowly towards the stage for the first time.

But when he stood on the spacious stage, everything changed.

Mo Yinglan looked down at the ground slightly, layers of robes were dragging on the ground, her eyes were vermilion, and her lips were fertile.

Suddenly, he raised his head abruptly, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows showed a thin pink color, his gaze became tactful, and his lips parted gently.

The clear voice was ethereal and clear, so that everyone on the surrounding high platform suddenly had the illusion that it was resounding through the sky.

Duan Xiaobei's eyes froze, Mo Yinglan's voice was very clear, like a ring ring.

There is no soundtrack at all, just a few simple a cappella.

Duan Xiaobei's childhood appeared before Duan Xiaobei's eyes, and the creaking wooden kite swayed in the air.

The children below raised their heads and only stared at Mu Yuan. Several children bumped into each other several times, but they still did not repent.

Mo Yinglan looked at him, with the corners of her mouth raised, and one arm suddenly raised high.

It's like a signal.

There was a whoosh sound in the sky, and the old man Duan was the first to realize whether he was ginger or old, and he sternly shouted: "Get down!"