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In the crowded venue, the four people wore masks and walked among the crowd in fancy clothes.

Su Ming'an listened to the actors in the stage play speechlessly, and repeated the phrase "I love you both!" with a groaning emotion.

"Huh. This rehearsal is a bit fast, it should be a regular regiment." Lin Yin touched his chin with his finger: "It's only been a few days, and the stage play has come out. This group of people who use love to generate electricity is really scary. ."

"Well...no inner taste at all." Nuoer spread his hands: "The one on the stage was just yelling according to the lines, I didn't feel it at all. At that time, Su Ming'an was on the wall in the southern district, but he spoke better than him. It's more provocative, and this thing can't be learned at all."

Lu Shu also nodded.

It’s fine to live through the live broadcast, but those who actually listened to the speech can easily hear the huge difference between the two.

Su Ming'an's speech at the South Pier before the war was hailed by the World Forum as a "textbook-style pre-war speech in the copy", and many adventure players who focused on charm as the main strategy route were learning.

It was a speech mixed with words and emotions, and it was a speech performed by Su Mingan, who was really touched by the scene. His tone at that time was far more calm than sadness and anger, and it was more like a message to everyone. Announcement to remind them that there is no way out for you at this point.

He awakened the solemn and vague image of "love" for them, guided their sensibility and ideals, and used their own emotions to mobilize the emotions of others.

The spirit to fight for the country, the fighting spirit to fight for the faith, the anger of the territory being invaded, the despair of the relatives being murdered...

These emotions are complex and real, mean to the extreme, and deep to the extreme.

These are all indulging in enjoyment, and players who only know how to imitate can't be mobilized.

Su Ming'an's speech at that time didn't have so many tone words or intense emotion. The imitators on the stage are just like parrots, wantonly erupting those emotions that have nowhere to vent, more like a desperate loudspeaker who only knows how to scream, rather than a leader who inspires everyone's emotions before the war.

This person can't even mobilize the audience under the stage, let alone mobilize the soul hunters and the people who are really desperate to die.

But after all, people generate electricity for love, they are just imitations and performances.

Can't be too demanding.

Judging from the audience's reaction, they seem to be quite eating this set.

"Ming An, come on! Kick him down, you can say something, and make sure that all these audiences will burst into tears." Nuoer watched the excitement and did not think it was a big deal, pointing to the stage and instigating.

"Go! Go, after all, the master is here, and the person above is too embarrassed to imitate." When Lin Yin heard it, he was immediately excited and immediately began to echo.

"..." Su Ming'an: "Be quiet."

Although the venue was noisy, it was not that all sounds were inaudible. It was more like the noisy level of a large supermarket. They were so loud that people nearby could easily hear them.

Coincidentally, at this moment, the two happened to pass them by.

When they heard Nuoer Linyin's words of encouragement, the movements of the two men stopped together.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Yin immediately began to change his words: "Su Yu, I won't call you Su Ming'an from now on, even though you strongly requested... but it's embarrassing to call it out..."

She tried her best to hide the words she had just gotten too excited about, trying to pretend she was just reading the lines.

Su Mingan glanced at it, the two still did not intend to leave.

One of them turned his head directly and looked here.

Coincidentally, the two also wore masks, one red and one blue.

"……Humph."

A soft snort came from under the red mask, Su Mingan felt a little speechless when he heard it.

"Why are you two?" Lin Yin heard it immediately.

This familiar cold snort was almost engraved into her DNA.

"Hmph." The man in the red mask scored twice and snorted again. He slightly lifted the corner of the mask, and the uncovered angle faced the four Su Mingan.

Through the slightly uncovered corner, Su Mingan saw the face of this man unsurprisingly.

Blonde hair, sea blue eyes, deep western features, and a softer facial line than Edward's.

There was a little disdain in those eyes, and maybe there was some fear that he didn't even know.

"I didn't expect you to come to such a place." Aini, who took off a corner of the mask, made a mockery, and the target was Su Ming'an.

Beside him, Flora also carefully lifted the corner of the blue mask. This top 20 player on the list, a top player with an elemental mage occupation, was actually visiting the venue with Aini.

Their movements were very careful. Several people formed a circle and huddled in the corner near the booth to prevent anyone from discovering this group of people and causing a terrible riot that no one wanted to see.

All of these people had heard each other's voices at close range. Listening to Lin Yin's careless words, it was not surprising to notice how many of them were.

Lin Yin felt a little unlucky - why did he pass by this guy Aini?

"I can't come?" Su Mingan responded to Aini.

"I didn't expect that the No. 1 player would come to a place with so many people like this, it's just courting death." Aini "cut": "I thought you would be in the New World Guild and let your new owner give You have a worldwide birthday. I see your name on the World Forum, on every street, wherever I walk. Those people are going to celebrate like crazy. Their own mothers were so excited about their birthdays that they simply renamed this place 'Su Ming'an's World'..."

His words were harsh, and the content was quite rude.

But the expressions of several people became more and more strange.

After all ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ No matter how ruthless Aini is when he speaks, the sour smell of lemons in these words really floats several meters away.

"...Well." Su Mingan said meaningfully, "I'm jealous."

Aini's originally calm expression immediately became a little hideous, like a cat frying his hair: "—I'm not jealous of you, don't put gold on your face!"

"Goodbye." Su Mingan waved his hand, not intending to chat with this person at all.

When he turned around, he noticed that Aini was also wearing clothes that were quite a game house today. In front of the pure black T-shirt, there was a large area of ​​dark blue English icons, like blue paint splashed on it, with a very high concentration .

I don't know how this noble young master on Zhai Xing came into contact with this game house culture.

"Su Ming'an." Aini didn't chase after him: "In the eighth world, I will definitely show you my strength - wait, I have mastered the legendary mystery of fire, and I will definitely prove to you - —”

"Ah, okay, okay." Lin Yin held his hand beside him.