Legend of the strongest undefeated horse girl

Right and wrong, justice and evil have long been mixed together.

However, when he reached the chorus, Ling Yi looked towards a certain direction of the stage.

"—"

The emperor of the East China Sea met her gaze, and the latter seemed to have quickly changed from the mood of the performance just now, stood upright, stretched out his hand and waved in the direction of the emperor.

Is this a coincidence?Is this intentional?Or unintentional?

Not sure.

"The realization of ideals without shame does not exist anywhere.

It was only once upon a time that I found out... I can't stop here. "

Who is this speaking to?

"Even if you are hopeless and hopeless, don't become an ordinary person.

Don't be a blank slate full of endless shackles in your life. "

Rise up!

As she spoke, the girl's voice sank.

When questioned for the third time, she pulled the hair by her ear.

"HATENA, a sense of discord like tinnitus.

HATENA, are you eagerly writing a story for someone? "

This seems to be describing the failure of the Eastern Sea Emperor just now.

Who is the battle on the field, the reason for running, and his dream of winning three undefeated championships?

This is not the case, whether it is her or Lingyi.

The reason for running and competing—

"It's me who gives the final answer!"

On the stage, Ling Yi clenched his fist with one hand, and struck his heart hard with cold eyes.

Crying for what?For what?

You have to keep asking yourself, what's next.

"Will my life change?"

How did you live in the past?How will my future self live?

"Until now—"

Although Ling Yi has already decided on his next path.

But maybe it wasn't thorough enough?That's why I'm singing this song here.

The smog in my heart still hasn't dissipated.

"despite this--

One side is confused.

despite this--

One who chooses a path that never ends.

It's me, it's me! "

The deep tune burst out with an astonishing sense of excitement at the end.

Until now, the emperor of the East China Sea seems to be belatedly aware of it.

She doesn't even seem to know what Lingyi looks like?

Suddenly appearing on the field, she interrupted the Donghai emperor's honorary debut match like a divine punishment, and completely sent the emperor into the abyss of the failure group.

The demon king who makes risers unable to rise again should be blamed.

However, the emperor was powerless.

Because realized.

The emperor had seen him before and even during the game.

She is clearly in the arena, but it seems that she does not exist in this place.

Even to the current stage of winners.

Obviously won the honor.

why?

On the stage, Ling Yi hangs her head down so that it is difficult to see her expression, only the transparent amethyst and the overly empty and barren world can be felt, and she has always been so thin and alone.

Why did she still look like this after the victory?

The so-called victory does not seem to have any inner loss.

As a victor, the emperor knows her strength, but that honor seems meaningless and worthless.

Just the last bits and pieces pulled to fill in what is missing, unsatisfactory.

——It has no meaning, and it is also an ugly desecration of games and dreams.

But even so, if you don't grasp it, even the last thing left will not exist.

So no matter what she says, she will be blacked out on an endless road.

……

"——Crying for what? Giving up for what?"

For the fourth time, this is the question at the end of the track.

The melody washed away the previous haze and became tough.

Ling Yi lowered her head and raised her eyes, her involuntarily closed eyes gradually opened.

"You have to keep asking yourself.

【What is my meaning? 】

How do I live now? "

Its final answer.

"—No matter what, you have to live (go forward)!"

Resist it, in order to let yourself live out your true self.

"For someday..."

The girl on the stage shook off the microphone stand in front of her, put her ordinary hand in front of her heart, pondered, and tried her best to finish with her most authentic roar.

For someday.

"—I can be proud of myself!"

-

With the final sentence falls.

The gorgeous amethyst world finally couldn't support the crumbling sense of fragmentation and disintegrated, and Huawei was nothing.

Seeing oneself to the end, the result is to rise up and fight, one road is dark to the end, and in the future, don't regret the road you choose, and become a person who can be proud of yourself.

HATENA means introspection, and the whole song is carried out from the beginning to the end to torture the singer.

Then fight, then question, then choose.

Fighting with other players on the field is also a fight against yourself, exploring in this confusing world, and finally choosing and advancing in the duel.

However, the most profound part of this track is not the overly unforgettable self-blame and disgust between the words, but the melody can be completely linked together from the beginning to the end of the process and go on forever.

The introspection of HATENA is also the endlessness of HATENAI.

Endless self-examination, and finally come to the theme of the heart's true desire.

The low and melodious tune exudes an inexhaustible vitality.

It is best to wake up and choose to rebel against the future.

This is the dead line that belongs to that girl who absolutely cannot be defeated.

The moment when even the honor and victory of Lingyi's identity, which was so hard to grab, is lost, that is the moment when she dies.

This is a fight.

Before meaningless passing, the soul chooses to burn.

Let me ask, is burning more meaningful than disappearing?

Negative, but also admitted.

All just to get to the top.

-

"..."

Thus ended the show on the winner's stage.

Lingyi put down the microphone in his hand, and bowed to the people in the auditorium. Although the expression on his face was still the same old well, and his posture was still elegant, quiet and melodious, the girl's heart had already begun to tremble.

Legs and feet are weak.

He couldn't help pinching his thigh hard.

(Help, I can't breathe--)

Facing the silent auditorium and the crowd watching him in the dark, Ling Yi felt that his heart was about to stop beating in an instant, and he fell to the ground and passed out.

How do you sing?People have never had such a precise judgment on their own singing voice.

So when she was in the waiting room, the girl used her mobile phone to record and test countless times, but she still had no idea.

And she felt that she seemed to sing a little too hastily.

Being stared at by so many people has to be anxious, so I unconsciously speed up the melody and want to end the presentation quickly.

When have I seen such a scene?I really haven't seen it... there is no resistance at all.

I just feel that I will run away in the next second, and I am ready to run halfway through singing.

Don't stare at him like that... It's scary to look without emotion!

It's hard to imagine such a horrible thing on the winner's stage, how some weak and timid racehorse girls cultivate their self-confidence.

After Lingyi's experience like this, she thinks it is incredible that Mi Yu is willing to compete for the first place and continue to run on stage to perform after being insulted by the audience as an assassin with three crowns in the back.

Mi Bao, she really, I cried to death.

"..."

A mess of thoughts stuck in my head.

He stopped his urge to press his head and squat on the ground, pulled back his slack thoughts, Lingyi's expression twitched and his consciousness returned to the stage.

If you look closely, most of the people in the auditorium still have their eyes tightly closed, and it seems that someone is pulling their heart and trembling all over.

Is it dull?Ling Yi's singing made them drowsy, and it was hard to hear the audience holding their hearts to suppress the long-sleeping nightmare in their ears, and they were about to suffocate and pass out!

There was cold sweat on the girl's cheeks, and she felt embarrassed, fearing that not everyone had fallen asleep.

The venue was too quiet, without any sound.

It sent shivers down her spine, and she began to regret and feel sorry for herself.

Maybe you shouldn't be singing, you shouldn't be on stage just because you won a game, it's reckless and stupid.

Cold sweat broke out, and his face turned blue.

Although the girl has long been prepared for the winner's stage to become the only stain in her ultramarathon life, the rejection of the audience seems to be more than a simple stain.

But, but——I also worked very hard to sing, even if people say that I have no soul and no real feelings, but at least I haven’t lost my tune to the point of outrageous, right?

Until ten seconds later.