Great Artist: Chapter 2138 raging conflict

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Looking at the serious and nervous flight attendants in front of him, Evan Bell's mind is full of messy thoughts. Although he has lived in two lives and has experienced many incredible things, this situation still caught him off guard: how many people can really Have you ever experienced a terrorist attack on the ground?

Many people say that when faced with a life crisis, or when life is on the verge of life, it is easy to play a memoir in one's mind, recalling the most wonderful moments in one's life. Evan-Bell doesn't know what others are like. Anyway, he doesn't have one at the moment. Isn't it a time of life crisis?

Evan Bell's head didn't have too many thoughts at this time, just some random thoughts, all kinds of messy pictures rushing left and right in his head, he couldn't even distinguish a clear picture, and his eyes It is also always locked in the busy flight attendant, hoping to confirm as soon as possible whether the black man is dynamite or not.

However, the scene was completely chaotic at this time, and an indescribable depression spread in the cabin. Evan Bell's chaotic brain was flooded with too much information, which made him feel that his head seemed a little swollen, and he couldn't help raising his right hand to rub rubbed the temples. The veins on his temples began to twitch, as if someone was pulling the veins on his neck, constantly exerting force, which made Evan Bell unable to concentrate. He strongly suspected that he had started to inhale too much smoke, causing his head to be a little short. Oxygen, but at the moment there is no way to enter the bathroom to breathe a little fresh air, this is the worst case of the closed environment in the cabin.

Evan-Bell could clearly feel a tyrannical emotion stirring in his brain, as if someone had moved a complete set of drum kits into his head, and then started a metal rock orgy. "Bang! Bang! Bang! Ha!" Such a fierce drum sound turned Evan Bell's head into a battlefield.

Drums mixed with explosions, gunshots, shouts, and rips roared wildly in Egabel's head. Tendons all over the body tightened, making all muscles stiff. It was a very uncomfortable feeling. Well, because this made Evan Bell involuntarily start clenching his teeth, otherwise he would explode like dynamite in the next moment.

The muscles started to become sore because they were too tight. It was as if countless people were throwing stones at themselves. The contact between the stones and the muscles caused blood to splash. The sound of broken bones and the drums in my mind complemented each other. , like a grand symphony. However, Evan Bell felt as if he was **** with ropes and couldn't move. He could only silently endure the madly raging pain on his body like a tide, rushing towards his head in a swarm.

The character of Evan Bell himself is like a steak that has been repeatedly tormented in the fire of hell. He wants to struggle, resist and exert force, but because his hands and feet are tied, he cannot exert force, so he He can only suffer silently from the pain from his body to his spirit to the depths of his soul. He even clenched his teeth in so much pain that he couldn't release the pain in his bone marrow by screaming, he could only endure it with tight muscles all over his body.

Suddenly, the irregular drum beats in his mind began to become orderly, and the sound of the dictation was perfectly integrated with the series of drum beats that Evan Bell had been thinking about. He could even describe his own. The scene where the voices traveled, ripped, and shouted over the tyrannical beat of the drums.

Almost unconsciously, Evan Bell's soul in the depths of his heart began to cry out, "It's eight o'clock in the morning!" The sound was exhausted, as if all the power of the body and soul had been vented, "I stay in hell. !" That kind of physical and mental pain made the voice louder to the limit, as if the next moment would be directly torn into pieces, this kind of extreme cry, which is not common in Evan Bell's singing career for many years, but this is not the case. A kind of completely hard-to-hard rock, before Evan Bell rarely tried it, but at this moment, he was walking through his soul "Your voice is so strong!" When all the power in the whole body is gathered in the voice and burst out At that time, the sense of catharsis made Evan Bell feel like the ground was shaking, and the drum beat that set off the stormy waves in his mind itself was a kind of dark and tragic, so combined, it became a kind of enough to make the world feel. The powerful power of discoloration converged in the lyrics and slammed out violently, "Now set things right!"

This is an unprecedented experience, never in Evan Bell's creative career has ever experienced such an extreme challenge, as if jumping directly from the cliffs of Mount Everest without any protection, in all directions The rushing excitement blocked all 36,000 pores, and the secretion of adrenaline could not keep up with the earth-shaking excitement in my head.

When Evan Bell roared the last sentence, "Now set things right!" in the depths of his soul, it was as if a giant dragon that had been suppressed for thousands of years broke free from its shackles and screamed into the sky, removing all the negativity in his heart. Emotions are concentrated in these few words and completely burst out, without any hesitation or hesitation, without any graceful softness, just a sense of tyranny that is neat and bloody, like a heavy hammer, all the chaos in the head is directly strong. Chalk suppression.

"Crack!" Evan Bell's ears could clearly hear the sound of something breaking, as if the giant feet of a dinosaur stepped down directly, crushing all the resistance forces. All the messy thoughts in my mind vanished in an instant. Tension, worry, hesitation, confusion, fear, and panic all vanished at this moment. Not only were they vented with a roar, but they were directly destroyed by powerful means. Leave no room for anything.

Evan Bell's bloodshot eyes regained clarity almost at the same time, and his temples that had been twitching miraculously calmed down in an instant, and even the tense muscles all over his body relaxed, if it weren't for the muscles The soreness left from being too tight reminded Evan Bell of what happened just now. Even the still tight breathing could not make Evan Bell confirm that what happened in his mind just now was real.

Evan Bell exhaled a long breath, very long, calming the whole person's confusion. Although he had already ended a battle on the battlefield where the artillery was full of fire just now, it was only a few seconds. When Evan Bell refocused his attention, what he saw was still chaotic. In the cabin, the suppressed despair, panic, and pessimism still spread in the confined space.

Evan-Bell looked back at Teddy-Bell, Teddy-Bell didn't even have time to discover Evan-Bell's abnormality, and he recovered his calm. I have to say that the power of music is really amazing. It has an inexplicable healing effect and an inexplicable venting effect. The war that happened in Evan Bell's head ended tragically and abnormally. .

So Evan Yibel, who had calmed down, patted his brother on the shoulder and said with his eyes, "Everything will be fine." This look was firm and confident and unquestionable. Teddy Bell looked at his younger brother's azure blue eyes, he hesitated for a while, after all, he let out a long sigh and regained his composure.

Indeed, the two brothers are standing side by side now, is there any difficulty that cannot be overcome? No.

Evan Bell didn't pre-scale it. The musical inspirations he produced on the "Inception" studio will eventually turn into such a melody in the form of a scale, full of uncontrollable tyranny, like a runaway rocket. I ran wildly in my thoughts, but there was a hearty feeling of venting, venting all negative emotions.

But now it seems that this melody only has four lines, and I don't know what the final product will look like. Evan Bell can only name it "Setting things right," looking forward to one day in the future, there will be new inspiration , to fill in the song.

After suppressing all the negative emotions in his mind, Evan Bell also temporarily suppressed his inspiration for music creation, and he began to try to appease the restless passengers in the business class. It's not that Evan Bell is great, but because in this high-altitude confined space, if you let this commotion continue, it is likely to cause unpredictable consequences, so this is not only saving people, but also saving yourself~ www.mtlnovel.com~ Evan Bell's calmness and composure, as if contagious, quietly brought the impetuous atmosphere in the business class under control. Of course, the main reason is that the flight attendants have been working tirelessly The addition of Evan Bell has only slightly accelerated the process.

But listening to the commotion in the economy class, it was still chaos, with low-pitched cries and chalking noises. Evan-Bell looked at the crew members who were investigating all possibilities. He knew that only by eliminating all possibilities from the root cause could the stability in the cabin be restored.

At this moment, the flight attendant came over and said, "Please go back to your seat, the plane is about to land in Dubai, we will land as soon as possible to rule out all possibilities."

Evan-Bell did not arrive at the pre-scale. The plane has already arrived in Dubai. It is always disturbing to have a life hanging by a thread in the air. After landing, the sense of safety on land will indeed make the situation substantially better. So, Evan Bell cooperated and returned to the action, watching the restless passengers return to their positions one after another, looking at the black man who was still tied to the ground with a panicked expression. That black man is like an untimely dynamite. No one knows when he will suddenly explode. Fortunately, the news that the plane is about to land gives people a little comfort, which makes the cabin almost out of control. Finally out of control.

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