095, the little bird that cannot sing

"Thanks."

After a simple thank you, Ke Luo walked into the backstage with applause that almost opened the ceiling of the auditorium. This was the reward she deserved, and it was the applause that only her singing voice could match. Even if those parents sitting in the stands were her competitors, at this moment, these parents had to agree that none of their children could compare to this girl and sang a more moving song than her...

"Haha! It seems that everything has been decided!"

Bruce put his waist on his waist, looked at Lilo and Xiaobao proudly, and said-

"When you hear the lady's singing, what else do you have to say? Give up your defeat! Ah, lady! Thank you for your hard work! Please sit down, there are chairs here!"

Seeing Ke Luo come back from the front desk, Bruce excitedly moved a chair. But Ke Luo didn't sit down. Instead, the two female companions beside her scolded and said, "What are you kidding? How can you let the lady sit on such a cold stool? Are you deliberately trying to freeze the lady?!"

Bruce didn't know what was going on at first, but it didn't matter, he was smart. The smart boy immediately nodded and then lay on the ground. Ke Luo gently patted his long skirt and sat gracefully on his back.

"Now, it's your turn. Cute little robber."

Ke Luo looked at Xiaobiao with a squinted look, and the smile on her face remained the same. But anyone could tell that she was waiting for Xiaobiao to make a fool of herself now. She was waiting for this mute to make a fool of herself in front of thousands of people.

Everyone in the backstage stared at Xiaobiao, even Liluo. Xiaobiao's face gradually became solemn. Amid the laughter around, she took a deep breath and walked towards the front stage...

"bread!"

"No. 99, please come up!"

"Don't force it. If it doesn't work, you...you don't have to embarrass this!"

"Did you hear this when you kid No. 99? Who is it, please come up!"

Amid the host's call, Xiao Biao gently pushed Liluo's hand away. This is not a question of whether to be embarrassed or not, but a question of his intentions.

This is prayer... it is a requiem. It is a soul-suppressing song sung in more than one million blood and life. She cannot escape... nor will she escape... Even if she just recalls Tolan's dead-snow face, she must stand on this stage...sing!

An Mie looked at the moving little girl mockingly with a smirk.

Unlike other children who smiled as soon as they came out, Xiao Biao's face looked very solemn and serious. Such expression made the judges feel a little interesting and couldn't help but smile: "Little girl, relax and don't be nervous. What do you want to sing?"

The problem has come out.

The idiot's breath was unconsciously held, his hands crossed, pressing against his lips, and watching.

"Lullaby"

The little bread took out the sign that had been prepared and raised it high. Such a move immediately surprised the judges and parents, but the small bread was completely unblocked. She put away the sign as if no one was around, took a deep breath after...

There are no lyrics, only singing...

Little bread closed her eyes and held each other with her hands. Some "voices" emanated from her mouth and echoed in the auditorium...

Should this be ridiculed?

Or is this a very funny behavior?

Is this kind of behavior stupid, ignorant, and silly, just like a mentally problematic person doing it?

Does it mean that once there is a natural defect, singing the most wonderful gift given to mankind by the founding goddess will be deprived of this? It will no longer be able to make a sound like nature?

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In the auditorium, the only thing idiots could hear was the smirk and mockery of this sword that did not take humans seriously. But apart from that, no one spoke or whispered. Everyone... were listening to the song without lyrics, lowering their heads to meditate...

At the end of the song, Xiaobian slowly opened her eyes. Some tears unknowingly overflowed from the corners of her eyes, emitting a soft light against the backdrop of the light.

Yes... it's finished singing.

Since the singing is over, the most cruel evaluation is also here.

"First of all, I like your singing very much. It is very gentle, with a little compassion and pity, which is very consistent with the theme of the hymn of the Holy Night Festival. Moreover, you are also very beautiful, and there is no problem in going on stage. But..."

The judge coughed and said, "I have had a question since the beginning. Can you please... say a few words? You can say anything."

Xiao Bao pinched her fists and hugged her chest. After she was silent for a while, she finally raised her hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Then, she shook her head...

"I am a mute, I can't speak, I can only hum songs."

The sign was lifted up.

Although I had already predicted it, after I really learned about this fact, some people among the judges and the audience were shocked and began to discuss it.

"You're a... mute?"

Xiao Bao nodded. The idiot looked at the girl with tears on the stage, turned her head away, and looked at the judges. Some of these judges had already made excellent comments on the evaluation tables on the paper, but now, they had to use a stroke.

"I'm sorry, little girl."

The chief judge picked up the evaluation form in his hand, walked out of the seat, and said, "I can only say that God gave you a good voice, but the real world deprived you of the right to sing. Although this is cruel, I believe that you have already prepared this kind of mentality."

While saying that, the judge slowly walked onto the stage, handed the evaluation form in his hand to Xiaobao, and said, "This is the only evaluation form I have ever produced since the selection started today. I have given it to you and kept it as a souvenir. If you are willing, wait until you have cured your throat in the future and come and sing."

Whether this is true all the excellence or pure comfort, this evaluation list has given Xiaobian an answer. The idiot also knew that the incident was over. He also left his seat and slowly walked down the ladder, preparing to pick up the little girl who had finally worked hard but failed in the end...

"Ahhh!"

Suddenly! Xiaobread, which had been lowering her head since the beginning, suddenly raised her hand and took the evaluation table down. She raised her head and shouted loudly at the judge. The tears in her eyes were also rolling and unable to control it.

The idiot's footsteps stopped.

He looked at the little girl above and fell into silence.

The judge was also stunned for a moment, looking at the evaluation table on the soles of his feet, then looking at the little girl's tears in front of him, and stopped talking.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Take her away. The next player No. 100, come up."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooo--"

There is no suitable kindness here, there is only reality. Seeing the judge slowly stepping off the stage, Xiao Bao really cried out in an instant, and cried in front of more than a thousand people.

The host walked up and wanted to hold the little girl's hand. But the hand that stretched out was slapped hard by Xiaobiao. In the background, seeing Xiaobiao who was crying so sadly, Ke Luo smiled and gently covered her lips. Li Luo frowned, looking like she wanted to get angry at Ke Luo, but didn't know how to post it.

"Bread, come down."

"Woo...wow--!"

The idiot came to the side of the stage and stretched out his hand. Xiaobiao saw the idiot, after forcibly enduring it, he finally ran off the stage, threw himself into the idiot's arms, and cried...

The next contestant has already come on stage, and the judges have taken their place and continued to rate the next little singers. The idiot squatted down, hugged Xiaobiao and comforted her, and finally took her away...

it's over.

The Holy Night Festival of the singer's small bread is over.

Bathing in the sunset outside, the idiot and the bread sat on the bench together. The little girl was still sobbing, while the idiot was wiping her tears. When the girl had cried enough, the idiot hugged her and bathed in the sunset.

"Okay, go back. Our house's Holy Night Festival is not over yet. This year, I, Mili, Toran, and that green-haired girl will all come to listen to your singing. As long as you like, you can sing until any time."

An idiot who used to only speak in a cold tone, but this time he rarely spoke gentle words. An idiot is indeed a rational person, but because he was too rational, he knew from the beginning that this was not a thing that could be successful through hard work. So... it's over, go home.

"Woo!"

But Xiao Bao once again shook off the idiot's hand and jumped off the bench. She rushed to the center of the street, turned her head, chewed tears, and looked at him very seriously.

"Bread to sing!"

"Singing for Sister Tolan!"

"Sister Toran is so sad. She is in pain for killing so many people herself. Sad! Even if it is not for those who have died, bread will sing the hymn for Sister Toran this time!"

The idiot was silent, watching the little girl write one board after another. And after the three signs on it, the sign that the little bread raised again made the idiot raise his head, stare at her, and fall into deep thought.

"Even Sister Tolan of the Death Knight should have her own rebirth! Bun, Bun wants to help Sister Tolan rebirth! Let her smile again! Only Sister Tolan is the most beautiful Sister Tolan!"

(This girl is simply nonsense. Her singing has something to do with Toran’s smile! It’s like there is nothing to do with me cutting human flesh. Well, that’s right, I’m just a kitchen knife~~~! Lalala~~~)

The last sunset slowly fell on the other side of the cliff. When the sky was still painted into a gorgeous scroll by the last sunlight...

"Walk."
Chapter completed!