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"Yes, Cosette." Jean-Ajean gave a chuckle, but the voice almost disappeared from his throat, echoing dullly in his chest, as if he could clearly feel the power being bit by bit. The earth disappeared, "Do you order me not to die?" The thick nasal sound, with a hint of smile, and a hint of petting, nodded gently, "I listen to you."
However, the smile only had time to stay for a while, and then it turned into a painful struggle, "I will try my best." The wrinkled facial features were so heavy and struggling. In an instant, his voice and breathing could not be held back, and he seemed to exhaust all his strength, trying to restrain the tumbling in his body.
It was just a moment, but Cosette and Marius caught the muscles of the two young men who couldn’t help tightening. They stood up slightly and approached Jean-Ajean, lest he just like this from his fingertips. Disappeared. That kind of panic caused the body to tremble uncontrollably.
Breathing out gently, Jean Ajean showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, did not open his eyes, but seemed to be comforting: Don't worry, I haven't left yet. However, this little smile, in the dim halo, aroused more stormy waves, as if he could see with his own eyes that the vitality was slowly passing away, but he had already given up struggling and resisting.
Mark was so stunned. I was stunned in a daze, looking at Jean-Agen under the spotlight, and involuntarily gathered his fingertips, as if this kind of action could catch Jean-Agen's life. Push hard, push harder. Not only for Jean Ajean, but also for the man who has been shackled by sin for a lifetime, for the man who used his life to atone for his sins, for the man who was insignificant under the torrent of that era.
"On this piece of paper, I wrote the final confession." Jean-Ajean tried to take the piece of paper from his arms, but his hands were already weak. He raised his head and looked at Cosette in front of him. And Marius.
Cosette, who couldn't help crying, was already at a loss; so he looked at Marius and motioned to Marius to pull it out.
Marius stunned for a while, his reaction was slow for a while, but he knelt and straightened his legs, and carefully drew the letter paper from Ran-Ran's embrace——
With just such a small action and cooperation, Aristel can see that Lanly’s old manners and Joe’s jerky, relatively speaking, Charlotte is in the middle, and the whole scene is under Lanly’s control. In the middle, there seems to be an invisible thread that draws the performance and emotions of young actors. This powerful control is not in a certain link, but manifested in all aspects.
Jean-Ajean gestured with his eyes, Marius collected the confession, and then his gaze fell on Cosette's body, gently retracted his jaw, "Read carefully, after I fell asleep..." Cosette said Leaning forward, trying to persuade something, but this time, Jean Ajean shook his head slightly and stopped him with his eyes, which could not be rebutted.
"In this story, a man wakes up from hatred, and a man finally learns to love..." Jean-Ajean chuckled lightly, but his vision was blurred. He lifted his right hand gently and pointed with his finger. He nodded Cosette's forehead sharply, and then tilted his head slightly, showing a loving expression, "It's all because of you."
"I see, Dad." Cosette was sobbed, and could only nod his head again and again, because he couldn't express his words.
Everything is so real that Lan Li's age is completely ignored. Even Aristel, the thoughts in his mind just flashed by:
Why can the twenty-two-year-old Lan Li interpret the mentality of the fifty and sixty-year-olds, looking at the twenty-year-old Charlotte, showing the expression of his father facing his daughter? Moreover, there are still regrets and regrets at the time of dying. This is not only a performance, but also experience. But now, Lan Li has broken the shackles of age and can do it only by acting!
Immediately, Aristel put aside his distracting thoughts for the time being, and wholeheartedly entered the world of Jean-Agent, the world shaped by Renly.
The melody of "On-My-On" sounded again, the sad and sad music was slowly flowing, a halo on the left side of the stage slowly moved over, and Fantine's soul bypassed Cosse. Te and Marius came to Jean-Ajean's side. Time is here.
"Come with me, the clouds will never be bound by chains." Fantine hummed softly.
Jean Arjean slowly raised his head and leaned back, his eyebrows stretched out slowly, showing a look of relief, and whispered in a low voice, "I'm ready, Fantine."
Mark clenched his fists and clenched his teeth, but the sound of crying still came out of his teeth; Christine, who was sitting next to him, had already fallen apart, covering his mouth with his hands firmly to avoid crying. , But the shaking shoulders and hazy teary eyes still revealed her fragility.
why why why. Why can't good people always end well? Why does the redemption end in death? However, after another thought, he was relieved again. This man was really too hard. He had burdened too much, endured too much, and gave too much. Now, it's time for relief.
After realizing this, Mark understood the relief and relief between Jean Arjean's eyebrows, but the sadness surged up uncontrollably, continuously, hitting his chest fiercely, crying, and helpless. He has accompanied Jean Ajean through a long life, and now he has accompanied Jean Ajean to the end of his life.
"All your sorrows. Finally, they will all be gone." Fantine's voice was so gentle and light, as if he could heal all the pains of Jean-Ajean, the tired and old face, Unfolding it bit by bit, even the tight shoulder line loosens, and it seems that the wide clothes are slipping down.
The process of death is so clear and so moving.
"Lord in heaven, please have mercy on him." Fantine sang, and a smile appeared on the corner of Jean-Ajean's mouth, and then sang, "Please forgive all my sins and guide me to your glory. "
Jean Ajean opened his eyes, and the turbid eyes were full of tears, letting a ray of light burst out slowly and slowly, and the hazy light pulled the smile at the corner of his mouth slightly upwards, even the eyebrows. The time became lively and bright. The brilliance of an instant released all the energy, and it seemed that even the surrounding lights became eclipsed, bursting out the most dazzling, dazzling, and hottest force of vitality.
But, immediately, it was squeezed out.
Suddenly disappeared, suddenly dimmed, suddenly dark, and stiffened in a daze. The eyes are still not closed, the body is still not slack, just keep moving, time seems to have stopped at this moment. However, the light in those eyes completely disappeared, as if the soul was slowly dissipating, turning into a wisp of smoke. Life followed still.
Mark's eyes widened, shocked and shocked, tears falling far and wide. Jean Ajean, passed away. He knew that Jean Ajean's life had come to an end in this way, and after all the light burst out suddenly, it was completely extinguished. Death is so magnificent and so gorgeous.
Then, Jean-Ajean's shoulders and head drooped, and he fell onto the recliner, closed his eyes, all vitality disappeared completely, and it was cold.
"Papa, Papa." Cosette shook Jean-Ajean's right hand gently, but couldn't get any call. He stared at the colorless face, froze in place, and then collapsed. Even the tears and crying can't be vented.
Marius hugged Cosette tightly and tightly, but Cosette was completely dull and numb. It seemed that her time had stopped forever at the moment just now, refusing to move on; there was no warning. Finally, Marius was completely emotionally broken, gritted his teeth tightly, clenched his fists tightly, and hugged his wife tightly, but still couldn't stop the tears from bursting.
Marius squeezed his lips hard, and confined all voices deep in his throat, but the sorrow still flowed out uncontrollably; and the Cosette who had forgotten to cry and to cry. Sad interlaced, but at this moment burst out endless energy.
Fantine stepped forward, bypassing Marius and Cosette, standing in the center of the stage, singing holy and high-pitched, like an angel's chant, "Hold my hand and I will guide you to salvation; With my love in mind, because love never stops..."
Slowly, Jean Arjean stood up again, his movements were so slow and so hard; but after standing up, his rickety back gradually straightened, his weak shoulders gradually became tough, and his majestic vitality gradually began to grow. Overflowing. It's like... it's like never being sick, like never getting close to death.
That tall and stalwart body, like a giant standing on top of the earth, supports the entire world; even the wide robe seems to become full, this visual illusion brings shock like a rainstorm, a waterfall of light Tilt down ~www.novelhall.com~ The entire Almeida Theater is overflowing.
This is not rebirth, but the Holy Spirit.
No words are needed, just a standing up action, from the mortal to the heaven, from the life to the death, through the curtain of light, Jean-Ajean took a step forward, freed from the shackles of age and illness, and slowly , Slowly become strong and energetic again.
Aristel's pupils shook slightly. This is his favorite moment, even more than the end of the first act and the "take him home" just now. On that body, in those eyes, he caught the mortal after bathing in the holy light. The moment the transformation is completed, it is as if time and space have completed the circulation at this moment. With the footsteps of Lan Li, reality has entered the illusion, entered the Bible, and the mortal entered heaven.
This effect can only be produced on the movie screen, but it is shown on the holy eyes and the noble face. Every believer with religious beliefs can deeply feel the breath of the Holy Spirit at this moment, not just shocking, but the slight trembling of the soul has reached an unprecedented peak at this moment.
Oh God. This performance is so wonderful, this performance is so moving.
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"Yes, Cosette." Jean-Ajean gave a chuckle, but the voice almost disappeared from his throat, echoing dullly in his chest, as if he could clearly feel the power being bit by bit. The earth disappeared, "Do you order me not to die?" The thick nasal sound, with a hint of smile, and a hint of petting, nodded gently, "I listen to you."
However, the smile only had time to stay for a while, and then it turned into a painful struggle, "I will try my best." The wrinkled facial features were so heavy and struggling. In an instant, his voice and breathing could not be held back, and he seemed to exhaust all his strength, trying to restrain the tumbling in his body.
It was just a moment, but Cosette and Marius caught the muscles of the two young men who couldn’t help tightening. They stood up slightly and approached Jean-Ajean, lest he just like this from his fingertips. Disappeared. That kind of panic caused the body to tremble uncontrollably.
Breathing out gently, Jean Ajean showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, did not open his eyes, but seemed to be comforting: Don't worry, I haven't left yet. However, this little smile, in the dim halo, aroused more stormy waves, as if he could see with his own eyes that the vitality was slowly passing away, but he had already given up struggling and resisting.
Mark was so stunned. I was stunned in a daze, looking at Jean-Agen under the spotlight, and involuntarily gathered his fingertips, as if this kind of action could catch Jean-Agen's life. Push hard, push harder. Not only for Jean Ajean, but also for the man who has been shackled by sin for a lifetime, for the man who used his life to atone for his sins, for the man who was insignificant under the torrent of that era.
"On this piece of paper, I wrote the final confession." Jean-Ajean tried to take the piece of paper from his arms, but his hands were already weak. He raised his head and looked at Cosette in front of him. And Marius.
Cosette, who couldn't help crying, was already at a loss; so he looked at Marius and motioned to Marius to pull it out.
Marius stunned for a while, his reaction was slow for a while, but he knelt and straightened his legs, and carefully drew the letter paper from Ran-Ran's embrace——
With just such a small action and cooperation, Aristel can see that Lanly’s old manners and Joe’s jerky, relatively speaking, Charlotte is in the middle, and the whole scene is under Lanly’s control. In the middle, there seems to be an invisible thread that draws the performance and emotions of young actors. This powerful control is not in a certain link, but manifested in all aspects.
Jean-Ajean gestured with his eyes, Marius collected the confession, and then his gaze fell on Cosette's body, gently retracted his jaw, "Read carefully, after I fell asleep..." Cosette said Leaning forward, trying to persuade something, but this time, Jean Ajean shook his head slightly and stopped him with his eyes, which could not be rebutted.
"In this story, a man wakes up from hatred, and a man finally learns to love..." Jean-Ajean chuckled lightly, but his vision was blurred. He lifted his right hand gently and pointed with his finger. He nodded Cosette's forehead sharply, and then tilted his head slightly, showing a loving expression, "It's all because of you."
"I see, Dad." Cosette was sobbed, and could only nod his head again and again, because he couldn't express his words.
Everything is so real that Lan Li's age is completely ignored. Even Aristel, the thoughts in his mind just flashed by:
Why can the twenty-two-year-old Lan Li interpret the mentality of the fifty and sixty-year-olds, looking at the twenty-year-old Charlotte, showing the expression of his father facing his daughter? Moreover, there are still regrets and regrets at the time of dying. This is not only a performance, but also experience. But now, Lan Li has broken the shackles of age and can do it only by acting!
Immediately, Aristel put aside his distracting thoughts for the time being, and wholeheartedly entered the world of Jean-Agent, the world shaped by Renly.
The melody of "On-My-On" sounded again, the sad and sad music was slowly flowing, a halo on the left side of the stage slowly moved over, and Fantine's soul bypassed Cosse. Te and Marius came to Jean-Ajean's side. Time is here.
"Come with me, the clouds will never be bound by chains." Fantine hummed softly.
Jean Arjean slowly raised his head and leaned back, his eyebrows stretched out slowly, showing a look of relief, and whispered in a low voice, "I'm ready, Fantine."
Mark clenched his fists and clenched his teeth, but the sound of crying still came out of his teeth; Christine, who was sitting next to him, had already fallen apart, covering his mouth with his hands firmly to avoid crying. , But the shaking shoulders and hazy teary eyes still revealed her fragility.
why why why. Why can't good people always end well? Why does the redemption end in death? However, after another thought, he was relieved again. This man was really too hard. He had burdened too much, endured too much, and gave too much. Now, it's time for relief.
After realizing this, Mark understood the relief and relief between Jean Arjean's eyebrows, but the sadness surged up uncontrollably, continuously, hitting his chest fiercely, crying, and helpless. He has accompanied Jean Ajean through a long life, and now he has accompanied Jean Ajean to the end of his life.
"All your sorrows. Finally, they will all be gone." Fantine's voice was so gentle and light, as if he could heal all the pains of Jean-Ajean, the tired and old face, Unfolding it bit by bit, even the tight shoulder line loosens, and it seems that the wide clothes are slipping down.
The process of death is so clear and so moving.
"Lord in heaven, please have mercy on him." Fantine sang, and a smile appeared on the corner of Jean-Ajean's mouth, and then sang, "Please forgive all my sins and guide me to your glory. "
Jean Ajean opened his eyes, and the turbid eyes were full of tears, letting a ray of light burst out slowly and slowly, and the hazy light pulled the smile at the corner of his mouth slightly upwards, even the eyebrows. The time became lively and bright. The brilliance of an instant released all the energy, and it seemed that even the surrounding lights became eclipsed, bursting out the most dazzling, dazzling, and hottest force of vitality.
But, immediately, it was squeezed out.
Suddenly disappeared, suddenly dimmed, suddenly dark, and stiffened in a daze. The eyes are still not closed, the body is still not slack, just keep moving, time seems to have stopped at this moment. However, the light in those eyes completely disappeared, as if the soul was slowly dissipating, turning into a wisp of smoke. Life followed still.
Mark's eyes widened, shocked and shocked, tears falling far and wide. Jean Ajean, passed away. He knew that Jean Ajean's life had come to an end in this way, and after all the light burst out suddenly, it was completely extinguished. Death is so magnificent and so gorgeous.
Then, Jean-Ajean's shoulders and head drooped, and he fell onto the recliner, closed his eyes, all vitality disappeared completely, and it was cold.
"Papa, Papa." Cosette shook Jean-Ajean's right hand gently, but couldn't get any call. He stared at the colorless face, froze in place, and then collapsed. Even the tears and crying can't be vented.
Marius hugged Cosette tightly and tightly, but Cosette was completely dull and numb. It seemed that her time had stopped forever at the moment just now, refusing to move on; there was no warning. Finally, Marius was completely emotionally broken, gritted his teeth tightly, clenched his fists tightly, and hugged his wife tightly, but still couldn't stop the tears from bursting.
Marius squeezed his lips hard, and confined all voices deep in his throat, but the sorrow still flowed out uncontrollably; and the Cosette who had forgotten to cry and to cry. Sad interlaced, but at this moment burst out endless energy.
Fantine stepped forward, bypassing Marius and Cosette, standing in the center of the stage, singing holy and high-pitched, like an angel's chant, "Hold my hand and I will guide you to salvation; With my love in mind, because love never stops..."
Slowly, Jean Arjean stood up again, his movements were so slow and so hard; but after standing up, his rickety back gradually straightened, his weak shoulders gradually became tough, and his majestic vitality gradually began to grow. Overflowing. It's like... it's like never being sick, like never getting close to death.
That tall and stalwart body, like a giant standing on top of the earth, supports the entire world; even the wide robe seems to become full, this visual illusion brings shock like a rainstorm, a waterfall of light Tilt down ~www.novelhall.com~ The entire Almeida Theater is overflowing.
This is not rebirth, but the Holy Spirit.
No words are needed, just a standing up action, from the mortal to the heaven, from the life to the death, through the curtain of light, Jean-Ajean took a step forward, freed from the shackles of age and illness, and slowly , Slowly become strong and energetic again.
Aristel's pupils shook slightly. This is his favorite moment, even more than the end of the first act and the "take him home" just now. On that body, in those eyes, he caught the mortal after bathing in the holy light. The moment the transformation is completed, it is as if time and space have completed the circulation at this moment. With the footsteps of Lan Li, reality has entered the illusion, entered the Bible, and the mortal entered heaven.
This effect can only be produced on the movie screen, but it is shown on the holy eyes and the noble face. Every believer with religious beliefs can deeply feel the breath of the Holy Spirit at this moment, not just shocking, but the slight trembling of the soul has reached an unprecedented peak at this moment.
Oh God. This performance is so wonderful, this performance is so moving.
"Yes, Cosette." Jean-Ajean gave a chuckle, but the voice almost disappeared from his throat, echoing dullly in his chest, as if he could clearly feel the power being bit by bit. The earth disappeared, "Do you order me not to die?" The thick nasal sound, with a hint of smile, and a hint of petting, nodded gently, "I listen to you."However, the smile only had time to stay for a while, and then it turned into a painful struggle, "I will try my best." The wrinkled facial features were so heavy and struggling. In an instant, his voice and breathing could not be held back, and he seemed to exhaust all his strength, trying to restrain the tumbling in his body.It was just a moment, but Cosette and Marius caught the muscles of the two young men who couldn't help tightening. They stood up slightly and approached Jean-Ajean, lest he just like this from his fingertips. Disappeared. That kind of panic caused the body to tremble uncontrollably.Breathing out gently, Jean Ajean showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, did not open his eyes, but seemed to be comforting: Don't worry, I haven't left yet. However, this little smile, in the dim halo, aroused more stormy waves, as if he could see with his own eyes that the vitality was slowly passing away, but he had already given up struggling and resisting.Mark was so stunned. I was stunned in a daze, looking at Jean-Agen under the spotlight, and involuntarily gathered his fingertips, as if this kind of action could catch Jean-Agen's life. Push hard, push harder. Not only for Jean Ajean, but also for the man who has been shackled by sin for a lifetime, for the man who used his life to atone for his sins, for the man who was insignificant under the torrent of that era."On this piece of paper, I wrote the final confession." Jean-Ajean tried to take the piece of paper from his arms, but his hands were already weak. He raised his head and looked at Cosette in front of him. And Marius.Cosette, who couldn't help crying, was already at a loss; so he looked at Marius and motioned to Marius to pull it out.Marius stunned for a while, his reaction was slow for a while, but he knelt and straightened his legs, and carefully drew the letter paper from Ran-Ran's embraceWith just such a small action and cooperation, Aristel can see that Lanly's old manners and Joe's jerky, relatively speaking, Charlotte is in the middle, and the whole scene is under Lanly's control. In the middle, there seems to be an invisible thread that draws the performance and emotions of young actors. This powerful control is not in a certain link, but manifested in all aspects.Jean-Ajean gestured with his eyes, Marius collected the confession, and then his gaze fell on Cosette's body, gently retracted his jaw, "Read carefully, after I fell asleep..." Cosette said Leaning forward, trying to persuade something, but this time, Jean Ajean shook his head slightly and stopped him with his eyes, which could not be rebutted."In this story, a man wakes up from hatred, and a man finally learns to love..." Jean-Ajean chuckled lightly, but his vision was blurred. He lifted his right hand gently and pointed with his finger. He nodded Cosette's forehead sharply, and then tilted his head slightly, showing a loving expression, "It's all because of you.""I see, Dad." Cosette was sobbed, and could only nod his head again and again, because he couldn't express his words.Everything is so real that Lan Li's age is completely ignored. Even Aristel, the thoughts in his mind just flashed by:Why can the twenty-two-year-old Lan Li interpret the mentality of the fifty and sixty-year-olds, looking at the twenty-year-old Charlotte, showing the expression of his father facing his daughter? Moreover, there are still regrets and regrets at the time of dying. This is not only a performance, but also experience. But now, Lan Li has broken the shackles of age and can do it only by acting!Immediately, Aristel put aside his distracting thoughts for the time being, and wholeheartedly entered the world of Jean-Agent, the world shaped by Renly.The melody of "On-My-On" sounded again, the sad and sad music was slowly flowing, a halo on the left side of the stage slowly moved over, and Fantine's soul bypassed Cosse. Te and Marius came to Jean-Ajean's side. Time is here."Come with me, the clouds will never be bound by chains." Fantine hummed softly.Jean Arjean slowly raised his head and leaned back, his eyebrows stretched out slowly, showing a look of relief, and whispered in a low voice, "I'm ready, Fantine."Mark clenched his fists and clenched his teeth, but the sound of crying still came out of his teeth; Christine, who was sitting next to him, had already fallen apart, covering his mouth with his hands firmly to avoid crying. , But the shaking shoulders and hazy teary eyes still revealed her fragility.why why why. Why can't good people always end well? Why does the redemption end in death? However, after another thought, he was relieved again. This man was really too hard. He had burdened too much, endured too much, and gave too much. Now, it's time for relief.After realizing this, Mark understood the relief and relief between Jean Arjean's eyebrows, but the sadness surged up uncontrollably, continuously, hitting his chest fiercely, crying, and helpless. He has accompanied Jean Ajean through a long life, and now he has accompanied Jean Ajean to the end of his life."All your sorrows. Finally, they will all be gone." Fantine's voice was so gentle and light, as if he could heal all the pains of Jean-Ajean, the tired and old face, Unfolding it bit by bit, even the tight shoulder line loosens, and it seems that the wide clothes are slipping down.The process of death is so clear and so moving."Lord in heaven, please have mercy on him." Fantine sang, and a smile appeared on the corner of Jean-Ajean's mouth, and then sang, "Please forgive all my sins and guide me to your glory. "Jean Ajean opened his eyes, and the turbid eyes were full of tears, letting a ray of light burst out slowly and slowly, and the hazy light pulled the smile at the corner of his mouth slightly upwards, even the eyebrows. The time became lively and bright. The brilliance of an instant released all the energy, and it seemed that even the surrounding lights became eclipsed, bursting out the most dazzling, dazzling, and hottest force of vitality.But, immediately, it was squeezed out.Suddenly disappeared, suddenly dimmed, suddenly dark, and stiffened in a daze. The eyes are still not closed, the body is still not slack, just keep moving, time seems to have stopped at this moment. However, the light in those eyes completely disappeared, as if the soul was slowly dissipating, turning into a wisp of smoke. Life followed still.Mark's eyes widened, shocked and shocked, tears falling far and wide. Jean Ajean, passed away. He knew that Jean Ajean's life had come to an end in this way, and after all the light burst out suddenly, it was completely extinguished. Death is so magnificent and so gorgeous.Then, Jean-Ajean's shoulders and head drooped, and he fell onto the recliner, closed his eyes, all vitality disappeared completely, and it was cold."Papa, Papa." Cosette shook Jean-Ajean's right hand gently, but couldn't get any call. He stared at the colorless face, froze in place, and then collapsed. Even the tears and crying can't be vented.Marius hugged Cosette tightly and tightly, but Cosette was completely dull and numb. It seemed that her time had stopped forever at the moment just now, refusing to move on; there was no warning. Finally, Marius was completely emotionally broken, gritted his teeth tightly, clenched his fists tightly, and hugged his wife tightly, but still couldn't stop the tears from bursting.Marius squeezed his lips hard, and confined all voices deep in his throat, but the sorrow still flowed out uncontrollably; and the Cosette who had forgotten to cry and to cry. Sad interlaced, but at this moment burst out endless energy.Fantine stepped forward, bypassing Marius and Cosette, standing in the center of the stage, singing holy and high-pitched, like an angel's chant, "Hold my hand and I will guide you to salvation; With my love in mind, because love never stops..."Slowly, Jean Arjean stood up again, his movements were so slow and so hard; but after standing up, his rickety back gradually straightened, his weak shoulders gradually became tough, and his majestic vitality gradually began to grow. Overflowing. It's like... it's like never being sick, like never getting close to death.That tall and stalwart body, like a giant standing on top of the earth, supports the entire world; even the wide robe seems to become full, this visual illusion brings shock like a rainstorm, a waterfall of light Tilt down ~www.novelhall.com~ The entire Almeida Theater is overflowing.This is not rebirth, but the Holy Spirit.No words are needed, just a standing up action, from the mortal to the heaven, from the life to the death, through the curtain of light, Jean-Ajean took a step forward, freed from the shackles of age and illness, and slowly , Slowly become strong and energetic again.Aristel's pupils shook slightly. This is his favorite moment, even more than the end of the first act and the "take him home" just now. On that body, in those eyes, he caught the mortal after bathing in the holy light. The moment the transformation is completed, it is as if time and space have completed the circulation at this moment. With the footsteps of Lan Li, reality has entered the illusion, entered the Bible, and the mortal entered heaven.This effect can only be produced on the movie screen, but it is shown on the holy eyes and the noble face. Every believer with religious beliefs can deeply feel the breath of the Holy Spirit at this moment, not just shocking, but the slight trembling of the soul has reached an unprecedented peak at this moment.Oh God. This performance is so wonderful, this performance is so moving.
