Schrödinger of the Cat [Interstellar]

One week after the start of school, the students of Kerr Xingyi University came to their welcome party.

It was a night close to the weekend, and the students were arranged in a class by their respective teachers, and entered the auditorium to sit in the order of freshmen first and old students last.

"What number is Xiaoyi's program?" Nick scratched his head and asked the Bedouin beside him.

"The tenth." The Bedouin curled his lips and said, "He said the program is called "Pear Blossom Fairy", and the name is a bit girly. After this episode, Xiao Yi will be ridiculed as a little girl, I don't know What is the music and dance teacher thinking?"

Backstage, teacher Cecia, who was putting on Xue Yi's makeup, sneezed heavily.

After receiving the tissue from Xue Yi, Cecia wiped her nose casually, and said depressedly: "I will never buy this brand of powder again. I may be a little allergic to it. Are you okay?" , A few strokes down, a touch of bright silver appeared at the end of Xue Yi's eyes.

"It's fine." Xue Yi replied,

The stage makeup was very heavy, and it took only forty minutes to put on the facial makeup. Cecia carefully put on a silver-white wig with the ends of his hair hanging down over his hips, braided a few strands of hair, and put it on again. Silver bells.

Xue Yi's attire was originally a white long-sleeved gown, the hem was cut out of translucent tulle in the shape of petals, and matched with light purple and light green silk ribbons, it looked ethereal and ethereal.His skin is fair, and he wears silver bells around his wrists and ankles. At this time, with his white hair, he is even more outstanding, worthy of the word "Pear Blossom Immortal".

Trisha had already changed into her light purple dance dress, and at this moment she brought two bright silver rapiers, handed them to Xue Yi, and said, "Come on, come on, let's take a photo together!"

Xue Yi was helplessly pulled up by her, and walked to the open space of the backstage hall.The four backup dancers are two purple and two green, two left and two right, surrounding Xue Yi in the middle.Trisha pulled the small butterfly decoration on the bracelet out, and the butterfly flew out holding a string, hovering steadily not far in front of several people.

Xue Yi has experienced this battle countless times, now he held the two swords in his hands very calmly, turned slightly sideways, and showed a gentle smile towards the butterfly camera.When the photo was over, he immediately stood a little further away.

Trisha retracted the butterfly lens, looked at the effect of the photo, and screamed as expected: "It's still so handsome, so handsome, what should I do——!"

Her scream attracted countless eyes from the backstage. The senior girls majoring in music and dance saw Xue Yi in full makeup, their eyes lit up, and they all came together to ask for a group photo.

They may have despised Xue Yi because of some rumors, but after a week of observation, they have seen almost all the hardworking figure of this little junior in the training room every night.A person's background cannot be decided by himself, but how can a person who works so hard be as unbearable as the rumors say?Therefore, Xue Yi became the little junior that all the students of the music and dance major secretly determined to protect.

What's more, the little junior brother's appearance is really out of the sky!

"Assemble, assemble!" A teacher shouted from the backstage door, "The third grade chorus is ready! It will start soon, don't fight, adjust your breath evenly."

The seniors walked away happily, the party was about to start, and everyone dispersed.Xue Yi breathed a sigh of relief almost inaudibly.

The show came on stage one by one, and bursts of applause and cheers could be heard backstage. Xue Yi sat in front of the make-up mirror in the backstage, looking at the face in the mirror that became more and more indistinguishable due to the make-up, feeling a little hesitant.

He actually returned to the stage.

In the long past, a car accident took away his chance to shine on the stage, and in the long past, a fire brought him a new life.The heart in his chest was actually a little hot at this moment, spreading a feeling of gratitude in every inch of his flesh and blood.

He closed his eyes, listened to the faint voice of the announcer in front of the stage, and stood up slowly and firmly.When he opened his eyes, his eyes were already full of brilliance.

……

The auditorium was plunged into darkness at this time, and the surroundings were silent, like an eternal universe.

There are no stars and no brilliance in this universe. Everyone seems to be able to hear their own breathing and heartbeat. Even the prosperity and hustle and bustle of the show just now have gradually settled in this silent darkness, sank into the deep ancient well, and will never be seen again. A wave of waves.

After an unknown period of time, just when the crowd was about to be unable to bear the silence and darkness, a crisp silver bell rang lightly.Looming, indistinct.After a long time, there was a second sound, and then a third sound...

Gradually, light appeared on the stage, but that faint light was vague and illusory, and was actually covered by heavy fog.

As the bell rang softly, the fog on the stage thinned a little, revealing a single flower tree.

This tree has light green branches like white jade, and its crown is composed of countless fine snow-white flowers. It seems to be admiring itself in the mist, but it appears and disappears suddenly, which is not real.

Four girls dressed in light feather gauze came slowly from the mist. They danced around the flower tree in the center of the stage, as if they were praying for something.

It seems that there is a wind, the mist is lingering, and there is a little cyclone, and the crown of the tree has petals floating.These petals floated more and more, more and more, and finally wrapped the whole flower tree.

At this time, someone whispered softly to the rhythm of the silver bell, at first they couldn't hear clearly, but gradually, these whispers overwhelmed the ring tone, clearer and clearer, like rings touching each other, gold and jade mingling.

"The jade tree is the bone, and the frost and snow are the soul. The sky is graceful and beautiful, and it is not stained by the mortal world. The majestic spirit is pure and heroic, the fairy talent is outstanding, and the Yaotai returns, leaving the rest of the spring..."

This sound seemed to cross the ancient time and space, drifting away, and every sound and rhyme struck everyone's heart.

The audience couldn't help looking towards the center of the stage where the petals were flying, but they could only vaguely discern that there seemed to be a figure in it.The silhouette of the figure reveals an illusory white outline in the gaps between the white petals, and it seems to be integrated with the petals.

Everyone didn't know where this man came from, and for whom he came; they didn't know why he had such a real and unreal voice, and why he sang these poems like sounds of nature?

The voices of the silver bells suddenly rang together, and then fell silent!

The group of petals wrapping the stage suddenly flew away at this moment, leaving only a pure white figure standing on the stage, like a beautiful woman.

He lowered his head slightly, his long silver hair flowed down like a waterfall, and a wide-sleeved dance dress covered his figure, but it couldn't hide his noble, incomparable demeanor, as if he had descended from an immortal .His eyebrows were picturesque, his expression was indifferent, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his light pink lips.

Then he slowly raised his head, and a pair of sapphire-like eyes looked at him suddenly. The silver patterns on the corners of his eyes and forehead flashed in the light, and then disappeared in an instant, like a shimmering light.

This faint glance didn't seem to contain any emotion, but for some reason it made the hearts of many audience members tremble.

The four young girls danced with white jade-colored silk ribbons. It turned out that the branches of the flower tree were made of silk ribbons just now. They danced respectfully, as if they were welcoming immortals.The delicate silver bells gradually became more and more complex from weak to strong.

The fairy moved.

He took a step, and stepped on the stage covered with petals with his bare toes, his white toes were almost the same color as the white petals, and the boundary between the two was blurred, as if this person was composed of these petals.The silver bell between his ankles trembled slightly, but this clear sound seemed to overwhelm the small sounds of the surrounding girls.

Following this step, he swung a pair of rapiers violently!

The thin sword stirred up the mist, rolled up the petals, and shattered the lights; they were dense like silk, flying like butterflies, and shining like stars, surrounding the dancer in the field, enshrining him as a god.

This god is so solemn and holy, blurring gender and age, and only imprinting a pure and flawless figure in people's hearts.

His dancing posture is not feminine at all, but reveals a kind of tenacity, hiding a trace of firmness, like a pilgrimage.One step, two steps, following the unwavering rhythm.A pair of rapiers danced nimbly between his wrists, sometimes swimming like spirit snakes, flashing a silver light, sometimes fluttering like cicada wings, flashing into a phantom.

Silver bells were tied around his ankles, wrists and hair with thin silk threads, and they made crisp and clear sounds as he danced.These sounds are not chaotic, but scattered and merged suddenly, condensed into drum beats, but they have a more spotless and clean temperament than drum sounds.

His pair of pure white feet can be so light, stepping on dazzling steps without breaking a delicate petal; his waist, which seems to be unstoppable, can be so powerful, bent into a frightening arc, But at the next moment, he jumped up and pierced the air with a sword.

At this moment, the dancing white figure undoubtedly became the focus of the audience's attention. He bewitched everyone present with his immaculate figure, making them hold their breath unknowingly, as if afraid of a little If you use force, you will startle this figure.

The dancers are immersed in their own dance, and the audience is also fascinated by the dancers' dancing posture. They just feel endless joy in their hearts, and it is this dance that brings them endless joy!

The sound of the bell gradually weakened, then became stronger again, and the four girls danced together with the Pear Blossom Fairy.The sound of ding ding dong dong was like a stream merging into a river, the water slurry burst, smashed down one after another, and splashed new water.

As the sound of the silver bell gradually became denser, the petals all over the ground flew up again, surrounding the figures of the five people.Then came the mist, they were caught in the petals, melodiously, and finally covered the entire stage...

The audience was anxious, they wanted to take another look at the Pear Blossom Fairy!

However, when the fog dissipated, there was only one pear tree left in the field, which stood there quietly, as if everything just now was just a prosperous spring dream.

In another second, the pear tree also turned into countless petals, accompanied by several silk ribbons, and slowly fell to the ground.

The lights dimmed.

The whole place was quiet.

People are still trapped in the dream just now, and the throbbing feeling in their chests has not disappeared. They don't want to interrupt this silent darkness, because only in this darkness, they seem to be able to see the glimpse just now.

Yes, a glimpse, because those few minutes of dancing are not enough!They want to keep watching!

The darkness and silence lasted for a long time. In the huge auditorium, a sigh suddenly sounded from an unknown corner, followed by thin but unhesitating applause.This applause was like a spark falling on the dry grassland, instantly igniting the audience!

Amidst the cheers and applause of the audience, the Bedouin sat quietly in his seat.

He slowly raised his right hand and stroked it toward his chest, to the left.He felt an unprecedented feeling there, his heart seemed to be tightly wound by something, making his breathing a little difficult.

In the corner of the last row of the auditorium, a tall figure stood against the wall. His face was slightly lowered, but a pair of amazing deep purple eyes were slightly raised, looking in the direction of the stage in the darkness.He just watched it quietly for a long time, until the stage lights came back on and the host reappeared, then he got up and walked out through the back door of the auditorium.

He came to the floor-to-ceiling windows in the corridor outside the auditorium and looked out at the bright city outside. He pressed his fingers on his chest, as if he was stroking something through his clothes.

"Your Highness?" A clear voice sounded behind him.

Ares turned his head and saw Xue Yi poking his head out of the backstage door with a surprised expression on his face.

"It's really you! I thought I was wrong, the lights on the stage were too bright..." Xue Yi hadn't recovered from the excitement of performing the dance, when he saw Ares again, he went up to meet him , "You came to see me dance?"

Looking at the almost glowing eyes of the young man in front of him, Ares suddenly felt joyful, and couldn't help laughing: "You dance very well."

Xue Yi was even more proud when he heard the words: "That's right! I've practiced this dance for a long time, and the abilities of those girls are also very impressive, Teacher Cecia..." At this point, he finally felt that he seemed a little too excited, like Like a real child, he couldn't help coughing awkwardly, "Hey, that, thank you for coming to my performance. Are you done with work?"

Ares nodded, looked at the well-dressed Xue Yi for a moment, and said, "Tomorrow is the weekend, let's go home tonight."

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