Silent Crown Chapter 209: Interlude (Part 2)
It's like the whole world is wrong.
Karen just felt black in front of her eyes, buzzing in her head, and didn't understand what was going on.
Why, Shire would join them in the same tune, so hard to help them play the movement, share the pressure, and help Banner complete the movement?
Did he have seen Ye Qingxuan upset for a long time, and wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone? Or does he want to sell his friends for glory and join the student union?
Or did he want something bad?
No, not at all.
The master control of the homology is in the hands of Banner. After Charles comes in, he can only help. If he wants to make things worse, he will endure everyone's pressure at the moment when he breaks the balance of music theory, and he will die first.
Then why did he do this?
For an instant, Karen's face was pale, and every cell in every part of his body was screaming: There is a ghost! There's a ghost! There's a ghost! There's a ghost! There's a ghost!
There must be a ghost in this! They must have some trick! But where is it?
He wanted to stop Banner, but Banner was already immersed in the immense power, calling for the dark shadow in the clouds, and fell into madness.
No matter what, the fourth movement is almost complete! The shadow of the dragon will be summoned to completely destroy the eastern imp.
No matter what Shire wants to do, it is too late.
The next moment, in the thick night, a storm fell from the sky. The world changed color, and the thunder roared.
The sky is mighty.
Even the people on the sidelines were shaken and shaken by the shock. Shocked by the terrible coercion in the clouds.
The clouds broke apart from it. The baby of misfortune brewing in it was finally born.
Banna laughed, because in the next instant, the dragon will descend from the sky and destroy everything.
"I haven't seen such a crazy student in decades."
"I challenged the difficulty of resonance level at the age of 18, and it was able to resonate weakly with the sea of ether..."
"Is this the technique of the Royal School? It's breathtaking."
"Although he is bold, his own talent cannot be denied."
In the stands, the teachers exchanged opinions. Looking at Ye Qingxuan's gaze, he felt pity. I'm afraid, this talented young man who has recently gained fame will become a stepping stone to Banner's journey to the sky, right?
Just in the audience, there was also a shocked cry. Many graduates were pale by this terrifying celestial phenomenon.
Confusion, fear, confusion, or emotion.
Is this the gap between genius and mortal?
It's like finally discovering that I have a shallow talent. After so long, I barely touched the edge of the sense of heaven and man.
How old is he? Is it already able to resonate?
In the complex gazes of everyone, the pitch-black iron cloud burst, and a pair of icy blue eyes opened from it. Light up, with the majesty from the top of the food chain.
Indifferent, solemn but majestic, high and far.
That is the emperor sitting on his throne, in front of it, everything is dust, and all living things are just slaves.
Just under the call of the movement. The terrible shadow rose from the throne cast by the clouds of the Iron Curtain. Then fell from the sky and let out a huge roar that shook the earth:
"Meow!!!"
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At this moment, inside and outside the city, in the stands and auditoriums, in the lounge, and even the entire Royal Conservatory of Music, are sinking into silence.
There was a dead silence, an awkward silence, everyone looked at each other blankly, unable to believe what they saw.
Only at the very edge of the court. Old Fei suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth excitedly, and shouted loudly.
"Is the fourth movement of the Eighth Symphony this effect?"
On the stand, in silence, Yegor opened his mouth and asked dryly: "Or am I wrong? Why did I see one...one..."
"Cat."
Ludwig responded blankly, "Yes, it's a cat."
At this moment, everyone seemed to feel that their brains were not enough, and the arrears of IQ had been shut down.
What is going on here?
Such a big sign, such a strong ether fluctuation, such a terrible prestige, such a majestic aura...then he summoned a cat!
Next, is the most embarrassing, hardest, and darkest minute since the establishment of the Royal Conservatory of Music.
Countless people doubted their own eyes and their own sanity, asking themselves if they had sucked too much mandala last night, and why they had such weird hallucinations.
Cat?
Why a cat...
The cat with a gray body, pure white legs and a white hair on the tip of its tail, walked around the arena in silence.
Banna's face was pale, watching the cat rubbing around him incomparably, his face showed a very humane pleasing expression.
The expression is even more exaggerated than a human, with a full sense of meanness, and it is almost carved out of the same model as the **** in the corner of the stadium who is about to laugh in shock!
"Hahahahahaha..."
Charle is now rolling on the floor with laughter, and he is about to lose his breath, hammering the ground in front of him hard, and there is no expression of joy in his heart.
After so many years of depression, he finally let others realize how he felt in his heart back then.
This world is like me. The sufferings I have experienced become a great enjoyment when watching others suffer again.
Especially the **** Shire is best at forcing others to feed shit. Seeing this situation, he can't help but burst into tears.
In the face of Banner's twitching expression, the laughter gradually spread, as if it were contagious. In the end, everyone in the stands couldn't help laughing, and there was a relaxed atmosphere in and out of the field.
In Shire’s dream language, it’s almost impossible to "type GG amidst laughter and laughter"!
This is not the end.
In the dark cloud that never dissipated, three more kittens fell down one after another. Once they landed, it was like a storm and started tossing Banner's teammates madly.
Next. It's another strange pile of pots and pans. Chair table, cheese chicken drumstick roast turkey.
Until the end, a cute yellow-skinned mouse fell from the black cloud.
Then the war began...
In the tragic atmosphere of the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, the yellow-skinned mouse and the gray-skinned cat began to fight like no one else.
Right among all the petrochemical players in the arena, they were holding various weapons and beating each other frantically. Obviously they look so cute and cute, but they are more tragic when they start. One is bloodier than the other.
Just like this, the children were fighting each other with scared crying. During the fight, the gray cat kicked the obstructive football, and then grabbed the kitchen knife and the iron rod and chased the yellow skin. The mouse was chasing and beating.
The kicked football drew a sad arc, passed the sluggish goalkeeper, and finally fell into the net.
The whistle sounded.
The Music History Department gets another point...
Karen's heart was almost broken when he heard the whistle, and he was silent for two lines of tears, almost crying.
Gavin entrusted his younger brother to himself, and he matched so many elite soldiers. Regardless of the cost for Banner, what is the result?
As a result, I was beaten like a dog by a group of rookies in the Music History Department.
From the beginning to the end, Banner didn't take any of his suggestions at all, insisted on his own opinion, put all the hatred and goals on the head of the oriental kid, and went all out at the beginning. And just now I directly extracted the power of other people.
This extravagant style of play is as if a tiger was killed by a thousand green coins in the legend. Thousands of dollars are thrown, bold and powerful, but the damage has been completely overflowed, there is no need at all.
Furthermore, weird tricks have emerged from the music history department.
Especially Ye Qingxuan, no one can see his depth until now.
Is this guy ‘playing a pig and eating a tiger’ like the protagonist in a legendary novel? But it doesn't look like it!
Karen didn't understand how he thought about it. It was because of his many years of experience that he was cunning like a ghost, and he didn't know what medicine Ye Qingxuan was selling in his bowl.
He couldn't help feeling depressed, almost vomiting blood.
According to the current situation. There is a more straightforward way—for example, bypassing Ye Qingxuan and directly defeating each one—but Banner will never admit that he can’t do anything about it.
Even if he is learning Gavin and pretending to be indifferent to the things in school, he still can't learn the essence of his brother. Instead, he was furious with the stimulation of a few words before Ye Qingxuan's opening.
He sighed, then suddenly raised his head and shouted:
"Referee, request a timeout!"
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Pause to pass, the audience booed, and Banner's face was pale and blue. When he looked at others, it was like a man-eating beast looking at its prey.
The teammates dared not look into his eyes, but Karen blocked his eyes, motionless.
"Why stop!" Banner asked hoarsely: "Obviously in a while, I can..."
"——You can lose a terrible defeat."
Karen interrupted him with a serious expression, "Banna, don't be naive anymore, you have been played in the palm of his hand from the beginning, have you forgotten how the first change academy died? "
"That's because they are too weak!"
Karen frowned. "But you may not be strong."
"You..."
Banna was furious. He didn't understand why this guy who had always been pleasing to himself with a low eyebrow suddenly had such courage. He wanted to curse, but he was speechless in Karen's eyes.
In the awkward silence, Karen lowered his voice and looked at him, "Although you are the leader, don't hurt others just because you are alone.
Gavin asked us to help you, not to shame the entire student union! "
Hearing his voice, Banner's face changed from blue to white, his expression changed, and his anger was ready to explode. But when he saw the expressions of those players, he forcibly contained his anger.
The players had no objection to Karen's decision, but rather, they were almost cheering.
Be aware that although the nominal team leader is Banner, all the team members are the backbone of the student union. In their eyes, when Gavin is not there, the real leader is Karen, and then Banner is taken in turn. ...
If it weren't for Gavin's order, I'm afraid these guys wouldn't bother to pay attention to themselves.
After figuring out this section, Banner forcibly suppressed his anger, clenched his thin lips, and lowered his eyes:
"I—understood."
"It's okay to understand, it's not too late to remedy it now." Karen patted his shoulder with a sincere expression:
"Don't be sad, Gavin is my good friend, his brother, I won't leave it alone. Don't worry, this time we want to win beautiful!"
He cheered up, led all the team members in a circle, and whispered to encourage the frustrated classmates. Although it is not as influential as Gavin, Karen’s speech is undoubtedly a booster, and the whole team's morale has been lifted
"The next tactics and tactics are to attack safely, ignore the interference of music history, and absolutely never be influenced by them. Even the best way is to turn a blind eye. Never fall into their rhythm, understand? "
Karen looked solemnly, "...This time, we bypassed Ye Qingxuan in the opening and we went straight to the goal. The little white-haired girl has already overdrawn, and the waste of Shire is nothing to worry about, and the rest should pay attention to defending the leader. The person in the hood.
According to our original tactics, in the second half, we must get the score back! Have confidence! "
"Yes!" The team members growled, their muscles bulging, and their expressions excited.
Morale is available.
Karen laughed, and patted Banner on the shoulder strongly, "This time Banner is still your main attack~IndoMTL.com~As long as we act according to the tactics, the victory will be ours!"
Banner's shoulders trembled and he lowered his head.
He said, "I see."
In a place where no one can see, his pupils are already dark, the aquamarine is like frozen ice, hiding the dark abyss under the ice.
The manticore beside him felt the riot in his heart, turned his head and looked at him in confusion.
He laughed.
"Don't worry about me."
He stroked the manticore's hair in a dream, and muttered in his heart, "It's just that there is some truth, they don't understand..."
The scales between the hairs cut his finger. He didn't realize it, but quietly thought of the gray-haired boy's face, whispering in his heart over and over again.
"——No one can look at me with that kind of eyes, no one." (To be continued~^~)