"I won't let them completely defeat them. In the end, there is a world that belongs to me, just because I am unique!"

Lan Li's thick singing burst out with incredible powerful energy. As the treble rose little by little, it completely detonated all the sparks in the air. You could even clearly hear the bursting sound hitting the eardrum for a long time, and the beating of the heart involuntarily lost its original rhythm.

Edith is out of the list.

Arthur stood behind him and received a critical hit of 100,000 points. Before he could speak the sound of stopping, he was slowing down half a beat and could only watch Edith walk out of the crowd, raise his right hand high, clenched into a fist, and become a member of the wave caused by Renli like a follower in response to the call.

But the problem is that this is not a concert or Hollywood. No one will be out of here because of the excitement of emotions, and no one will raise his right hand high to express his support. This is not only a shame, but will also become a laughing stock for everyone.

Arthur couldn't help but close his eyes, his face full of annoyance could hardly be concealed.

But the next second, when Arthur opened his eyes, he was stunned.

Beatrice was out of the list, and she raised her right hand high, burst into tears and in pain. The light flashing in her eyes reflected the brilliance of stars in the sky, ignoring the eyes of others, ignoring the party occasion, and ignoring the etiquette of the royal family. She simply followed her heart's will and responded to the call.

Matthew Dunlop is out of the list.

Eaton Domer is out of the list.

Andre Hamilton is out of the list.

Even Richard Deville was out of the list.

One after another, the nobles who seemed noble, reserved, and introverted, were out of the list one by one. They were a little clumsy, shy, and embarrassed, but in the end they raised their right hands high, clenched into fists, and built into a forest, standing tall, but they were so strange.

Unheard of.

But the problem is that the achievements and glory of "Ranley Hall" are unheard of? So, what is there to be a big fuss about in front of you at this moment?

Arthur opened his mouth slightly, his face full of shock and astonishment, and his gaze slowly fell on Renli. The youngest son of the Hall family, the guy who looked weak, is now supporting a world with his shoulders, and resolutely moving forward bravely. At this moment, a thousand-foot light burst out on him, making people almost unable to look directly.

"When the sword attacked, I repelled with all the mountains and rivers. I was brave and fearless, and I was covered in bruises. I was my innate self, and this is me!"

The thin shoulders were stubbornly straightened, like vigorous green pine, and the elegant and handsome face burst out with an unstoppable vitality and blood. Even the light that fell on the side face became dim. That glory, that praise, that longing, and admiration, all bowed their heads and surrendered.

As never before, Arthur also felt the feeling of intent in his heart.

This is not the Almeida Theater, he knows, but at this moment, he doesn't care, or rather, he doesn't want to care, he also wants to face himself bravely, embrace freedom, get rid of the shackles, and pursue his dreams.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Arthur finally understood Edith's words: He did it.

Even though he was covered in bruises, even with scars, and even hardships, Renli had never been afraid and never retreated. He finally found a world that belonged to him. Even in the upper class, he scanned the high fists of the audience and Arthur knew that he had a place.

"Yes, he finally did it."

Then, Arthur also took a step forward, raised his right hand, turned his palm into a fist, clenched, and clenched again.

Arthur thought he would not be moved, but the fact was that in the passionate and grand melody, power burst out continuously. He clenched his fists firmly, and something seemed to finally wake up in the depths of his soul. That kind of fulfillment, that kind of happiness, and that kind of joy began to flow quickly in his blood vessels.

"Note that I will make a bright appearance, I will step on the drums and move forward bravely, I am fearless, I am open-minded, I will never apologize for this, this is me!"

Involuntarily, among the exciting musical talismans, Edith began to hum softly, "Oh, oh, oh...oh, oh, oh..."

The light and simple melody is calling for the melody deep in everyone's heart, and it is released in the surging and powerful keys. Then, one after another, the humming team is getting bigger and bigger.

The surroundings were still filled with contempt and disgust. Viscount Bioffor could hardly believe his eyes and ears. Such vulgar, so shallow, and so vulgar, the performance style now appeared in the upper genre party. This was simply an indelible shame, and his anger rose from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

This is a shame for the upper class and the aristocratic class! But it is truly staged before our eyes. Viscount Biophord seems to be able to clearly see that the traditions they have adhered to for centuries are falling apart, and what he cherishes, what he insists on, what he loves is falling.

And Viscount Biolford is not the only one.

But the problem is that these picky sights seem to be the most wonderful accompaniment, vividly interpreting and interpreting the soul mystery in Lanli's songs, those difficulties and obstacles, those covered with bruises and bruises, but cannot define their souls and elves. They are themselves and do not need to apologize for being themselves.

Every word and every musical note in the melody became so real and moving. The sharper the scene, the more surging the emotions were, the sharper the vision, and the firmer the emotions were. Gradually, they began to take off their disguises, take off their masks, open their arms, join the ranks, shouting:

Let the storm come more violently.

Incredibly, the chorus on the scene was getting louder and louder. At first, it was only a few people, but it quickly spread throughout the audience like a prairie fire. Even Richard joined in the group. The uniform singing made the air in the banquet hall boil, as if everyone was connected, feeling each other's heartbeat and breathing.

As for those who were still silent, they were isolated and felt the feeling of loneliness among the surging crowd for the first time.

"This is me!"

There is no need to remind everyone shouted in unison. A bright smile appeared on the corner of Arthur's mouth, and he became cheerful like never before. It was not because of singing on the spot, but because breaking through the constraints. When you bravely admit yourself and embrace yourself, life will truly begin and life will truly be alive.

Not only Arthur and Edith, not only Richard and Beatrice, not only Andre and Eaton, but also Matthew, who was always cold as an iceberg, couldn't help but hum gently. The endless chorus seemed to be the best reward and the best medal, which really made Renli bloom proudly.

Immersed in the music, Renli was fully fired.

There are any attacks, conspiracies, and insults. All of them are released. Today, here, he takes them all: he will not feel ashamed of insisting on being himself, nor will he feel guilty for pursuing his dreams, nor will he choose to apologize for his uniqueness.

The power deep in the soul burst out with thrills at this moment.

"I know I deserve to be loved, nothing I don't deserve!"

The voice that gradually rose burst out with incredible energy! All the glory, all the praise, all the support and all the love, was what he deserved. Even though they had never supported him since childhood, even if they had not.

That's anger.

That is unyielding.

For the contempt and indifference of George and Elizabeth!

That's a counterattack.

That is firmness.

For Renly's dream and freedom!

That's the horn.

That was cheering.

For every soul who is unwilling to bear the shackles!

Everyone is worthy of being loved and should not be hurt because of their own uniqueness; everyone is worth cherishing and should not be excluded because of their own uniqueness; everyone is worthy of respect and should not be anxious because of their uniqueness.

"Nothing is worthy of me." This is the shouting and roar from Lanley's heart. He deserves the whole world.

Watching Renley, who was roaring with scars and trying hard, Matthew's vision blurred again, and was in a mess. He wanted George and Elizabeth to be ashamed, he wanted Viscount Biolford to be ashamed, and he wanted those who still looked at Renley with a circus look.

No one should apologize for being brave enough to be himself. No one!

When their eyes fell on Ren Li, the man who bravely pursued his dreams, the man who firmly embraced freedom, the man who overcomes all obstacles and refuses to compromise and give up, the man who is talented and brilliant should feel embarrassed for his insignificance and humility, they should be ashamed of themselves, and hide in the dark corner forever.

The roar and shouting with all his might have made the heart in his chest stop beating, and a torn pain slowly spread out. On the body and deep in Lan Li's soul, those invisible scars were slowly emerging, but he still refused to compromise, refused to surrender, refused to be timid, stood up bravely again, bathed in the sun, and declared his existence dignifiedly!

In an instant, the piano sound stopped, all the singing, all the humming, and all the melody stopped, the entire hall fell into silence, and countless eyes fell on Ren Li, staring at him quietly, holding his breath before he realized it, as if even the heartbeat had completely disappeared.

At this moment, the world is so thrilling!

Note: This is me (this-mekeala-settle/the-greatest-shan-ensemble)

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