Operation Red Book

Think of me

Miss me

Please say you'll think of me

Please tell me you'll miss me

Whatever else you choose to do

Whatever choice you make

There will never be a day

The time ahead

When I won't think of you

I will miss you all the time

Joshua performed the last high note of the climax perfectly, stunning the audience.

"Bravo!"

The audience below suddenly erupted into enthusiastic cheers, praise and applause, drowning out Joshua's singing and the accompaniment of the symphony orchestra, and pushing the gloomy atmosphere to a hot level.

In this era of distinct classes, opera and symphony, symbols of noble status, were often exclusive to the aristocracy and royal family. The only art that the middle and lower classes could appreciate was Scottish folk songs and vulgar dance music from France. If they wanted to whet their appetite, they could watch exotic performances by gypsy or Serbian girls on the streets.

Although Joshua's "The Phantom of the Opera" is a product of modern musical, his opera-like singing style and complex and varied symphonic accompaniment still gave the middle and lower class audiences a shocking feeling.

What the people love and enjoy will never go out of style and will never go out of style. As the top musical, "The Phantom of the Opera" will always be popular.

Joshua's choice was exactly what many audience members wanted. No wonder an ordinary British boy could compete with the popular gypsy girl for the championship.

However, Joshua's purpose may not be to compete for the championship of this competition. He may want to give his classmate Ivy the opportunity to listen to the voice deep in his heart.

And that voice, just like the title of the song he was singing - Think of me...

Under the influence of the drugs, he remained confident and performed exceptionally well.

However, after carefully observing these exquisite arrangements, no one would believe that they were not carefully rehearsed several times.

Ivy knew Joshua's painstaking efforts. She was the organizer of this competition. Although things were complicated, a "big production" like the competition stage would definitely pass through her hands.

Joshua must have put a lot of thought into bypassing Ivy, the "big boss behind the scenes", and making such a special gift for her.

She is good at understanding people's hearts, and her intuition, which has accompanied her for more than ten years, has never been wrong.

She had already noticed that something was wrong with Joshua, but he was so deep in his thoughts and liked to keep silent that it was difficult for Ivy to detect it, and she was unwilling to explore it...

Over time, the gap between the two people became deeper and deeper. Even though they knew how important they were to each other, without communication, the many "impurities" generated by the flow of emotions would block their hearts and then their heads.

So, she knew, she knew Joshua's heart, knew the grievances he had suffered, knew the pressure he was carrying...

I know the pain he went through when he came here, and I also know the pain he went through...

I know that he wants to touch me, and I also know his budding love for me, and the hatred that follows...

Of course she knew that, which was why she was standing at the stage entrance with tears in her eyes.

After the beautiful and magnetic singing, the music entered a gorgeous interlude.

For a moment, the cello and horn competed with each other for the best performance, but they perfectly performed a wonderful string music.

The atmosphere of the entire stage became more and more heated. The scene was magnificent and the music was as loud as a bell, like a sudden flood, causing many people to sigh.

Then, the volume of the symphony turned down, Ivy fixed her hair a little, and slowly came on stage:

Can it be

is it her

Can it be Christine

Is it Christine?

Before Joshua could speak, Ivy sang the next part loudly.

Strictly speaking, it is pronounced...

The light quickly split into two parts, one beam shining on the center and the other on Ivy.

The sudden situation surprised both Joshua and the audience.

Joshua's piano sound obviously paused when Ivy's voice came out, and then the rhythm was slightly disrupted.

He looked at "Christine" at the stage entrance with a worried look on his face, totally confused as to why she suddenly appeared.

The audience was startled by Ivy's singing, but this performance was completely different from the Jingle Bell Rock just now. She sang with great devotion and sincerity, and the emotions she exuded unconsciously infected the audience, causing everyone to fall silent.

Long ago

A long time ago

It seems so long ago

It seems like a long, long time ago

How young and innocent we were

We were young and ignorant then.

Ivy continued to sing, with only the soft piano sound as accompaniment, and no one interrupted her.

Wearing a white dress, she slowly walked towards the center of the stage as the "Piano Prince". Her graceful figure caught the attention of Joshua's sparkling eyes.

There were frosty tears in the corners of her eyes, her tone was sincere and her emotions were sad. She hummed a discordant tune and sang vague but affectionate lyrics. She looked and acted like the heroine of a musical.

This scene was extremely dramatic and infectious. People were shocked and couldn't help but exclaim "Bravo" and "Brava" several times.

Two clusters of lights slowly approached, and after Ivy finished singing, they formed a big circle, illuminating the two protagonists, one in black and one in white.

Joshua had calmed down. He no longer looked at Ivy, but concentrated on playing the piano keyboard with a barely perceptible smile on his lips.

He accompanied "Christine" beside him softly, his movements smooth and gentle.

Ivy was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked to the grand piano, blocked the audience's view with her body, and sang the rest of the song:

He may not remember me

Maybe he has forgotten me

But I remember him

But I still remember him

When he heard the lyrics, Joshua immediately raised his eyes, looking panicked.

Ivy quietly changed the "she" in the lyrics to "he", and combined with the direction she was facing, it was easy to tell...

The last two lines she sang were spoken to herself, from the heart...

He may not remember me

Maybe he has forgotten me

But I remember him

But I still remember him

"Student Ivy..."

Joshua's heart ached, his eyes met Ivy's gentle eyes, and his voice trembled.

"sorry."

She finally said the words that had been weighing on her mind.

"It doesn't matter……"

Joshua smiled, and a line of tears fell at the same time.

“You’re great, Joshua.”

Ivy grinned, revealing her white teeth, and spoke word by word.

This is sincere, attentive, and genuine praise and affirmation from Ivy…

Joshua's face turned half red, he lowered his head and said nothing, his disordered breathing and chaotic rhythm revealed his inner feelings at the moment.

The familiar shyness, just like the original Joshua, made Ivy relax a lot.

The music continued. Ivy did not linger for long. She waved her arms, took the explosives hidden deep inside the piano, and ran off the stage as fast as the wind.

"DiDi! DiDi!"

The sound of the time chiming in her ears almost made Ivy's heart stop.

It took her several glances to see the five-minute countdown on the dial, and the moment she understood the clock, she gasped unconsciously.

Unlike in the movies where you have to choose which color of fuse to cut, it's impossible to start with the "primary time bomb" Hilda made.

She was not a professional bomb disposal expert, and the weapons experts from SCO and the police station could not reach her at this time.

She couldn't help but feel annoyed with herself. She had tried so hard to ensure the safety of the place, but she still couldn't protect what she wanted to protect.

Seeing the pointer moving continuously, Ivy was so anxious that she almost broke her teeth.

Joshua's singing echoed in her ears, echoing with the sound of the clock, which made Ivy sweat even more.

No, at least not here...

Her mind was blank, without any idea in mind. Ivy ran out, holding the time bomb in her arms, running around like a headless fly.

Flowers fade

The beautiful flowers will fade

The fruits of summer fade

The fruits of summer will wither

They have their seasons

One year old and one prosperous

Joshua was still singing passionately. Compared with before, his mood was obviously much higher, just like the story had come to an end and the protagonist was about to go to the distant mountains and seas.

The singing faded away, but Ivy, who was running in the square, smiled. She finally squeezed out of the crowded crowd and ran to a spacious and empty place.

The time bomb's alarm continues to echo, like a hungry and cold vulture flying in the sky, waiting for the "food from the sky" to fall at an unpredictable time.

At the sound that seemed to be urging her to die, Ivy ran faster. She gritted her teeth, and her curly black hair fluttered behind her like a flag rising in flames.

She had an idea, but time was too tight and she didn't know if it could be carried out.

No! It must be executed, and it must be executed successfully!

Ivy thought about it in her heart, and suddenly she felt her eyes sore, and two clear tears fell out.

Because this was Joshua's night, a night she had created for him, a night filled with infinite beautiful memories...