The strongest talent

June 15, 2116 AD, 7pm.

The Kyoto base was shrouded in light night, and the 80,000-seat Chinese Pavilion was overcrowded. Invited people from different fields, audience members who obtained tickets through online lottery, rich people who bought tickets at their own expense, military soldiers who attended the concert for free, special guests such as the King of Siberia, etc. People... all the audience's eyes lit up as they looked at the curtain gradually opening on the center stage.

At 6:59 minutes and 59 seconds, the entire venue was silent. The moment we arrived at 7 o'clock on time, the entire Chinese Pavilion lit up its spotlights. It was a dreamy light coming from fifty-six entrances. It was refracted by the small space fortress above the venue and converged into an extremely dazzling bright beam of light.

In the beam of light, a masked woman with an extremely graceful figure wearing a butterfly-colored mist dress slowly descended from the projection base below the space fortress. Her mask was a metallic butterfly, revealing only the perfect thin lips below the tip of her nose. She said hello to the King of Siberia and all the audience. As she landed, her voice spread throughout the venue, like the most beautiful song. The lark, like a trickle, flows into everyone's heart.

"Gudong!" In the front row of the audience, Zhou Yuan swallowed, turned to look at Qi Dongyang next to him, his eyes were straight: "Old Qi, when did your space fortress become so worthless? Lin Qiaoyin has With such great ability, your family also gives her face?"

Qi Dongyang glared: "Are you making such a fuss? My Battle Fortress is for sale to outsiders. What we monopolize is the technology, not the commodity. She has the ability to buy it, so why can't we make money if we have the money? But not everyone can buy the Battle Fortress, Feng Even the strong Wang is not qualified... There is indeed something wrong with Lin Qiaoyin's background."

Yuan Qing was also observing Lin Qiaoyin on the stage. Hearing her perfect singing voice and watching her every move, his brows gradually furrowed - it's hard to describe her behavior. Being the most popular female singer in China, her performance on the stage is naturally impeccable. , but her voice sounded a little familiar, so similar to Jin Sha!

"Brother Yuan Qing, Sister Yang." Qiqi sat between the two of them, her little face full of amazement: "I played this song last night, and Uncle Teng even fell asleep listening to it. It turns out you can sing it. She is so energetic, this sister Lin Qiaoyin is so amazing."

On the center stage, Lin Qiaoyin was singing "Chinese Red" a cappella. This was a military song from the catastrophic era. It was tragic, heroic, and passionate. Even people who didn't understand music the most could hum along with it. It was simple and atmospheric. However, when she sang from her mouth, she had a unique feminine temperament. She was unyielding and never bowed down. Every word revealed the extremely strong Chinese integrity, revealing her love for this country and her love for the soldiers.

She was singing, more like she was telling a story about sacrificing for the country. A young soldier said goodbye to his fiancée and went to the battlefield to fight against mutant beasts and sacrifice his life in the final battle. And her fiancée put on a fiery red wedding dress and followed the soldiers to the front line to cover the evacuation of ordinary people. In the end, she also fell to the bloody clutches of the mutant beast.

Their blood-stained combat uniforms and blood-stained red wedding dresses are the most thrilling bright colors on the battlefield, the most representative special red color of China, and the national spirit of the entire China. Until now, the highest honor issued by the military, the Blue Star Badge, has a bright blood red on the front, that is Huaxia Red, the Huaxia Red that Lin Qiaoyin is singing!

Halfway through the song, the ground in the center of the stage slowly cracked. There were singers from Siberia, from Asia, from the East China Sea, from Nanyang, from Treasure Island, from Hainan, from the Far East—singers from every special region of the vast Chinese territory, a total of thirty Many people slowly rose from the bottom of the dance floor, and together with Lin Qiaoyin, sang this song with great emotion.

On the stage, many singers could not help crying while singing, but their expressions were extremely firm, proud, and passionate; below the stage, almost all the soldiers were shouting, but they did not applaud or make any noise; their deep voices almost covered the stage. The songs on the battlefield echoed over this venue, commemorating their comrades who once fought side by side and witnessing the great sacrifice and glory.

At the end of the song, the supporting singers went behind the scenes, and the soft and soothing accompaniment music sounded. Lin Qiaoyin changed into a pink butterfly dance dress and sang a classical masterpiece "Butterfly", wishing the protagonist of Huaxia Red, and hoping that the young warrior He and his fiancée can turn into colorful butterflies after death, fly together, fulfill their long-cherished wish, and stay together forever, never to be separated.

At this time, Yang Qinglan turned her head and looked at Yuan Qing's side face through Qiqi, her eyes were extremely soft. Hua Die, this is a true portrayal of Yang Qinglan's mood. She is very smart and knows that Yuan Qing cannot not know her feelings. However, he has never shown any emotions, and he is still away - she doesn't know why, but she can wait and look forward to it. , I even hope that I can be like the heroine in Hua Xia Hong, live and die for him, I hope I can turn into a butterfly and accompany him in all his joys, sorrows and joys.

Lin Qiaoyin is singing. She is infinitely affectionate, has the most perfect singing voice, and has the brightest eyes. She eloquently told beautiful and moving stories and released her emotions. Her eyes were like the brightest stars, looking at each soldier in the audience and telling her feelings.

She looked at the King of Siberia, at the veterans who had survived countless battles, at the young faces in the audience, and also saw Yang Qinglan, who was looking lovingly at Yuan Qing on the left; she and Yuan Qing Looking at each other, there was no change in the singing, but her eyes flickered for a moment, revealing a different meaning.

Yuan Qing even felt that Lin Qiaoyin seemed a little angry, with murderous eyes!

"Huh?" The King of Siberia was sitting in the VIP seat in the front row, and his eyes narrowed slightly - as a twelfth-level peak Dharma God, his senses are so sharp and accurate. In his perception, this Lin Qiaoyin is not only angry, but also has mental fluctuations. It's extremely subtle, he's actually jealous!

The princess turned to look at her husband beside her with a smile on her face: "Brother Hong, Lin Qiaoyin can use the Battle Fortress, but our channels can't find her true identity. Now it seems that her background is very unusual, better than mine It’s even deeper than you can imagine.”

"Oh?" The Siberian King was slightly curious: "Yingrong, have you checked her?"

Princess Ruan Yingrong of Siberia nodded lightly and said with a smile: "When I first met Yuan Qing, he once made a request, hoping that I could help him get a signed photo of Lin Qiaoyin. At that time, Lao Ge investigated and found that she The identity encryption level is very high, and our power cannot penetrate. I am very interested in such a girl."

"Our power cannot penetrate..." The Siberian King's eyes flickered slightly as he thought of a possibility.

In the whole of China, the one with higher authority than the King of Siberia is not the Ghost Ape King, not the King of Heijiang, and not even the President of China. Not even the head of the Qi family, the first family in China. They have higher authority, but they are the same as the King of Siberia. level. However, there is still one being who holds the supreme power in China, the only and truly most outstanding being!

"Brother Hong, you mean that person." The princess's face changed slightly, and her eyes became more solemn than ever before: "Lin Qiaoyin, is it really related to that person?"

The Siberian King slowly shook his head.

This is just the lowest possible guess. For example, if the head of the Qi family wants to encrypt Lin Qiaoyin's identity, the King of Siberia will not be able to find it either. Similarly, if the King of Siberia wants to block someone's information, it will be extremely difficult for the Qi family to investigate. With the same authority, only higher authority can crack it. This is the rule.

"Don't think about this anymore, let's watch the show." The Siberian King relaxed and smiled: "On the stage just now, there are some old artists that I admire very much. Ying Rong, come with me to have a good look."

The princess said "hmm" and let her husband hold his hand. She moved her eyes slowly and glanced at her daughter who was under heavy protection in the distance. She felt a little light in her heart. Then she turned her head and watched the performance on the stage carefully with her husband.

As the concert progressed, the program began to be rich and varied, with the supporting singers taking the stage one after another to sing their own special songs; their songs gradually moved toward a climax, and the style of music began to be loud and powerful; until Lin Qiaoyin took the stage for the last time, singing "Huaxia" again red".

This is Hua Xia Hong, which Lin Qiaoyin personally adapted. The style of the song is no longer solemn, but an impassioned and inspiring story.

The story is still about the young couple. The brave and fearless warriors rushed to the battlefield, fought to the death with mutant beasts, and died heroically. But his fiancée did not feel sad or cry. She wore a red wedding dress, shouldered her fiancé’s last wish, and was with him. The comrades fought together in bloody battles until the last drop of their lives. They have fallen, they have sacrificed, but their deeds will last forever, and their spirit will never be erased, shining brightly over the vast territory of China!

Lin Qiaoyin's singing echoed through the sky, and the audience was so inspired that almost everyone stood up from their seats. They are Chinese and have the Chinese spirit. With their neat and high-spirited singing, they amplified the Chinese spirit infinitely, blooming completely in this sky, burning like a flame, howling like the strong wind, and surging like the ocean tide!

"Respected and dear soldiers, my most beloved audience." At the center of the stage, Lin Qiaoyin was wearing a Chinese Army uniform, a military cap on her head, and a military green metal mask on her face. With just one sentence, she instantly changed the atmosphere of the entire concert. Litang: "I have an old friend who I have known for a long time. He is also a Chinese warrior and is the audience tonight. I am willing to take off the mask for him and let him know who I am. I don't want to be separated by this mask. I want to be with him. There is no longer any barrier between us. From now on, we say goodbye to the stage, come among everyone, and become a member of the Chinese military - Lin Qiaoyin is no longer mysterious, I am a Chinese soldier!"

At this moment, the audience went crazy, the young warriors opened their eyes wide, and countless people screamed and howled.

The national goddess, the most popular female singer in China, wears a mask in the few concerts she performs. Even her music albums are purely computer-generated 3D virtual characters. She is also a warrior. Who on earth has such a great reputation that this goddess is willing to take off her mask, throw away the sense of mystery, and become a real "person"? !

Not only the soldiers, but also the King of Siberia were vaguely looking forward to it - as long as they could see her true face, it would be much easier to check her identity. Whether she was related to that person or not, it would be revealed in a few minutes.

"Brother Yuan Qing." Next to Yuan Qing, Qiqi's two bright big eyes blinked again and again. Sometimes they looked at Yuan Qing, sometimes they looked at Lin Qiaoyin at the center of the stage. Her little head was full of doubts - Brother Yuan Qing and this person. Sister Lin Qiaoyin seems to be looking at each other. Do they know each other? Why do you feel that the old friend Sister Lin is talking about is brother Yuan Qing?

Yuan Qing met Lin Qiaoyin's gaze and slowly narrowed his eyes. This look and tone are so similar, so similar. Although we can't completely confirm it yet, we can vaguely guess that the female singer Lin Qiaoyin standing in the center of the stage is probably Jin Sha!

"Miss Lin, you should pick it!" Countless cheerful young warriors in the front row of the audience couldn't help but shout, "Don't just talk but don't practice, everyone is waiting!"

For a time, the entire concert venue was cheering, and the waves were getting louder and louder, almost setting off a violent wind: "Take off the mask, take off the mask!"

At the center of the stage, Lin Qiaoyin's perfect red lips curled up in an extremely alluring arc under her mask. She slowly raised her right hand, pinched the edge of the mask, stayed still for a second, and her eyes stayed on Yuan Qing's face for a second, and then With a gentle lift of his snow-white palm, the mask fell off.