Alex's singing motivated the warm atmosphere. The performances of Drizzt and Horn made the audience feel good, but the real climax that night came when the curtain slowly pulled up again - gently patting the silver fish tail, sitting alone on the reef, conquering the hearing of all the audience with a leisurely echoing song. The faint blue light scattered on the stage made her as incomparable as a beautiful god, pouring the audience into the audience.

"A monster, it's simply a monster!" He Taiping shook his head and sighed softly, and had no choice but to appear on the stage and walked out from behind the scenes. A few days ago, when he saw the fishtail of the Siren tribe, he suddenly thought of the famous fairy tale "The Daughter of the Sea", so he had a sudden inspiration and had Mu Tonight's true performance. However, the heroine has been confirmed, and it is not easy to find the candidate to play the prince. In desperation, the director can only hold two positions.

Excluding the heroic hero's creepyness, this performance was quite successful. Unlike He Taiping, who knew the truth, the audience had already been immersed in the beautiful Mu poetic and picturesque figure, and the ups and downs of the plot caused countless sighs. In the end, when the mermaid princess kissed the prince, resolutely sacrificed herself and slowly turned into bubbles in the sea, tens of thousands of viewers present burst into tears, silent...

After a long time, I don’t know who was the first to take the lead in applause. All the audience stood up at the same time, repaying the thunderous applause. The applause lasted for three minutes until He Taiping led all the performers to express their gratitude. Facing tens of thousands of gazes, the smiling man bowed and bowed, and his elegant demeanor once again triggered warm applause.

When the applause slowly settled, He Taiping slowly glanced at every face present and sighed softly: "Today, I am very happy - what I am happy about is not the success of the performance, but the fact that so many people are still standing here to cheer for these 'terrible' creatures during the crisis of rumors!"

When he said the word "terrible", his tone rose slightly, obviously with irony. The audience whispered to each other, and a low buzzing sound suddenly sounded. He Taiping coughed lightly, looked back at the many performers standing in a row, and said lightly: "As you all see, the black dwarf saved the human princess, and the siren sacrificed themselves for the human prince - I believe no one denies it, these are two wonderful performances. However, what is more important than the performance itself is the thoughts it brings us, the thoughts about the dark race..."

"Some people say that the dark race is evil; some people say that they want to let these devils go back to the dungeon; some people say that they should use their blood to pay tribute to the God of Light!" He Taiping shook his head gently and fell into silence. However, after a few seconds of pause, he suddenly raised his head high, bibi's middle finger towards the sky, and shouted loudly: "But I want to say, go fucking, where are we evil!"

Everyone looked at each other, a little surprised by the rude gesture. But amid the noise, He Taiping pointed at the many actors on the stage and asked loudly: "Alex, is evil? Horn, is evil? Drizzt, is evil? Everyone, please think about it with your heart, who has helped Falle, who lives with everyone in the past six months, who has resisted the attacks of the thieves and protected this city?"

While he was talking in a deep voice, many people had already thought of Alex, Horn and others' good things on weekdays. Therefore, when He Taiping asked continuously, many people began to shout "No", and this answer seemed to be inciting, allowing more and more people to join in, and finally formed a shaking shout.

Slowly spreading his arms, He Taiping suppressed the shouting. Under the gaze of tens of thousands of gazes, he silently recalled Martin Luther King's article "I Have a Dream" and recited gently-

"Six hundred years ago, King Yad of Campas signed the declaration of racial equality, and today we are stepping on the land of his love. This solemn declaration is like the light of a lighthouse, bringing hope to millions of dark races suffering in the fire of unjust that destroys life. Its arrival is like a joyful dawn, ending the long night that binds the dark races."

"However, six hundred years later, we must face up to the tragic fact that the dark race has not yet been equal. Six hundred years later, under the shackles of apartheid and racism, the lives of the dark race are greatly squeezed. Six hundred years later, the dark race still lives in the poor dungeons under the materially abundant surface. Six hundred years later, the dark race still shrinks in the corner of Quintas and realizes that they are exiles in their homeland."

"We don't want to conquer the world, we don't want to reap life, and we don't want to plunder everything we can plunder! We just need to obtain rights, just be treated fairly, just want to live with everyone in the sunshine. When we act, we must ensure that we move forward. We cannot go backwards. Now someone asks me: When will you be satisfied?"

"No! We are not satisfied now, nor are we satisfied in the future, unless justice and justice are like the waves of rivers and seas, surging and rolling in."

"Friends, today I tell you that at this moment, although we have suffered all kinds of difficulties and setbacks, I still have a dream. This dream is deeply rooted in Campas's dream."

“I dream that one day this country will stand up and truly realize the true meaning of its creed: we think these truths are self-evident: All races are born equal.”

"I dream that one day, on the streets of Freir, the Taurus will be able to sit with humans and share the brotherhood."

"I dream that one day my children will live in a country that evaluates them not by their race, but by their character."

"This is our hope. I live in Falle with this belief. With this belief, we will be able to split a stone of hope from the razor of despair. With this belief, we will be able to transform the harsh quarrels of this country into a beautiful symphony full of brotherhood."

"If Campas is to become a great country, this dream must be realized. Let the voice of freedom ring from Constantine's towering palace! Let the voice of freedom ring from the mountains of Tania! Let the voice of freedom ring from the peak of the Roland Mountains!"

"When we let the voice of freedom ring, and let the voice of freedom ring from every village, every town and every city, we will be able to speed up the arrival of this day, when all the children of the gods, humans and taurens, elves and dark elves, dwarves and black dwarves, will join hands and sing an ancient ode: 'Freedom! Equality! Thanks to the almighty gods, we finally get everything!'"

Silence! A long silence! The square surrounded by tens of thousands of people, and at this moment it was completely silent. No one coughed or whispered, only ups and downs, indicating the agitation in everyone's heart. After a long time, an old voice suddenly rang out from the center of the square: "Long live freedom! Long live equality!"

It was an old man, and his old body seemed to fall down at any time, but his arms raised high were as unshakable as a mountain. Everyone's eyes were on him. A few seconds later, the earth-shaking shouts sounded again, with inspiring power and magic to cleanse all shackles and bonds, shouting freedom and equality!

At this moment, who cares where the people around him come from, and who cares whether the dark race exists in this city? Thousands of residents in the front row broke through the blockade and rushed onto the stage like a tide, hugging the tauren, the black dwarf and the dark elves frantically. If it weren't for the terrifying flames of the flames, he might have been swallowed up by the enthusiastic crowd. The young summoner who became the focus of attention had to use teleportation magic to escape quickly, and shouted loudly: "Wait, I am a human, really a human!"

"Good speech, I'm beginning to have a new understanding of you..." In the chaos, Christine approached He Taiping thoughtfully. She slowly looked up and looked at the sky in the distance, as if she was trapped in her own memories: "However, even Yad did not really do it..."

"Yard, do you know that king?" He Taiping asked softly, letting the succubus who was trapped in memory wake up. With a smile of unknown significance, Christine slowly shook her head and disappeared silently in the air.
Chapter completed!