I'm already an antique from the last century...it's always sad to watch theaters refurbished, but maybe there's a better way.

The dean shook his head. It's time to retire.

"Hey, old man..." Homika stuck out the curtain, "Come here and see if this is okay."

The dean smiled and said, "I am very happy that you can come, Homiga."

"I know," Homiga whispered. "I don't like the atmosphere of this theater, but you're a good dean. You're helping me out every time my dad comes... I promise, this theater will has always existed."

"Nothing lasts forever, Homiga."

The dean smiled kindly, "But as long as it exists, those meanings of existence will not disappear."

Homiga was startled, and stared blankly at the old dean with cloudy eyes.

The old dean was staring at the **** sign hanging on the curtain, and said in a low voice:

"When I was a child, I heard a wonderful piece of music. I have forgotten the melody of the music, but I still remember how moved I was when I heard that piece of music."

"It's like people and Pokémon." The old dean smiled. "When my partner left me, what remained in my heart was not sadness and regret, but the joy and emotion that they always accompanied."

"I... don't understand," Homiga whispered.

"You will always understand." The old dean said with a smile, "Okay, let me see your outfit today."

Homiga walked out of the curtain with her head lowered, still tied with white braids, but her usual large purple short sleeves were replaced by a white dress. The cheeks are light red, the chest under the collarbone is white and flat, and the bass handle on the right hand is replaced by a violin bowstring.

"Very beautiful little girl, Homiga." The old dean smiled, "I will be the last to listen to your cello music tonight."

Homiga was silent and whispered: "Actually... I also invited a friend. He is playing the piano today, and I will accompany him."

"Oh?" The old dean asked, "Where's the name of the song?"

"That was also the first time I heard that piece. Teacher Lu called it..."

Homiga replied:

"Orathion."

...

Seven o'clock in the evening.

The concert that symbolized goodbye officially opened.

Shirona, Ash, and Alice sat in the front.

Ash was holding Pikachu with his left shoulder, Alice was holding Fangya with his right shoulder, and Shirona was holding Porkby in her arms.

"Just babble~" Porkby's eyes flickered, and everyone applauded together.

One after another, musicians came on stage to perform, and the old dean gently stroked his palm, his eyes revealing memories of his youth and the old theater.

At that time, he was still a rash trainer, and his partner was a timid and shy girl. Later, they performed road shows together, performed in the theater together, and finally became the director of the theater.

Sitting in the empty theater at the moment, boyhood seems to have become a dream, only the music is still clear and moving.

The old dean saw the announcer appear.

"Next, please enjoy the ensemble piece, "Orathion" brought by Lu Ye and Homiga."

Someone whispered about the origins of the performers, and Xiao Zhi said softly, "It's Mr. Lu's turn."

Alice looked at the intersection of the lights on the stage, covered her mouth and whispered, "Mr. Lu is so handsome..."

The black-haired young man with wide shoulders and thin waist and a slender figure in an ironed black suit shone in the spotlight.

Beside him, Homiga with white braids and a white dress hugs the cello. It's a completely different scene from a rock show.

Lu Ye took a seat on the piano chair, the applause sounded at the right time, and the old dean's eyes flickered.

In Lu Ye's body, the old dean could vaguely see the demeanor of his youth... It was a dynamic hope, a firm belief, and a desire to pursue.

"Melo~"

Meloetta floated invisibly above the theater, her emerald hair fluttering like waves, and her eyes were fixed on the young man beside the piano.

Soft music sounded.

The whole theater was silent.

Meloetta gently closed her eyes.

The melody of "Orathion" is melodious and moving. Lu Ye's fingers danced on the black and white keys, which echoed in the empty theater with the sound of Homiga's cello.

Shirona stared at Lu Ye on the stage, recalling the turbulence of the twin towers of time and space, the kiss as plain as clear water in the shade of the tree, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Darkrai was silent.

No one loves this tune more than it does.

At this moment, Lu Ye's figure seemed to overlap with Alicia's shadow.

Darkrai took a deep breath and blinked desperately.

"Kou Jie~(?ω? Geng Gui took a handkerchief and looked at the host on the stage.

Listen well~

Alice: "I don't understand, but I'm so moved~o(╥﹏╥)o"

The sound of the piano continued, and the whole theater was immersed in the music.

Meloetta quietly floated to Lu Ye, with her hands on her chest, the gem on her forehead shone slightly, and she closed her eyes immediately.

A wave that symbolizes romance and art is passed over.

Lu Ye's heart moved.

The notes are like mercury pouring down, the playing is smoother and smoother, and there is an instant leap in texture.

The director of the theater shuddered.

If it was said just now, he was just moved, and he could still pick out some shortcomings.

When the music entered the second half, the young man showed it unreservedly, and there was no language to express his emotions at the moment.

The old man closed his eyes gently, recalling his childhood, his wife and Pokémon companions who were still alive.

At dusk, the smell of stewed potatoes wafts from the house, Gugu Niu is adjusting the beater, and his wife is complaining about the long bill while washing her hands...

The old man wept silently, the corners of his mouth raised a smile, and the pale and ancient memory suddenly became colorful.

He seemed to hear the Meloetta's song that he had heard in his childhood.

The song is over.

Applause broke out in the theater.

The eyes of the audience were red, and the heartfelt applause, the old man let out a deep sigh of relief.

Lu Ye got up, his eyes met Shirona in the audience, and he smiled at each other.

slam-la-

Lu Ye and Homiga made a curtain call together.

Meloetta was still "invisible", pressing her chest with her hands, floating beside Lu Ye, and bowed and saluted in the same way as Lu Ye.

...

After the concert, Lu Ye and others had to catch the flight tonight and arrive at Ripple Town tomorrow morning.

Homiga changed back to punk clothes, carrying an electric bass, and raised his head:

"Hmph... It's not bad, Mr. Lu. He's a respectable musician!"

Lu Ye recalled his sudden open-hung-like playing ability, and touched his chin thoughtfully.

"Maybe I am a person favored by the goddess of art."

Homiga: "..."

Damn, he pretended to be!

Walking in the long corridor of the theater, Shirona held Lu Ye's arm and said softly:

"You're shining tonight."

"The stars shine only for Zhulan," Lu Ye said.

Shirona smiled and said, "I only need one."

Planning to leave the theater, the director of the theater asked for a few minutes of talking time with Lu Ye.

Lu Ye thought he was inviting him to stay in the show, but was about to refuse, but never thought that the old man handed over a folded draft paper.

"I……"

After the dean said the words, he smiled kindly: "I like your performance very much. Because of your performance, I remember a lot of good memories... Thank you very much, Mr. Lu Ye."

"This is." The dean looked at the scratch paper, "I copied the sheet music from memory. It is a piece of music I heard when I was a child. I don't think anyone else can play this piece of music except you. "

"I hope you can accept it... It's my personal unkind request." The dean laughed.

Lu Ye did not refuse the old man's request.

"I can't guarantee the status of the performance just now." Lu Ye shook the sheet music, "However, I will try my best to practice."

The dean's turbid eyes flickered, and he nodded: "Please."

After saying goodbye, leave the musical theatre.

Lu Ye unfolded the crumpled scratch paper, the notes were scribbled, apparently jotting down in a hurry, for fear of forgetting.

But still identifiable.

[Ancient Song (Music Score): An ancient song that moves the opponent's heart to attack. Sometimes puts opponents to sleep. (The state can be changed when Meloetta is used.)]

Meloetta?

Lu Ye recalled the state of the performance just now, which was indeed the performance of the artistic ability endowed by Meloetta.

Just as she was about to use the "Power of Waveguide" to check carefully, Shirona said:

"You don't need to buy a ticket, you can go directly to the airport."

"Why?" Alice asked.

Shirona folded her arms with one hand, stretched out her fingers, and said with a smile:

"Because it's a private jet."

Lu Ye: ? ? ?

There is Mengmeng there... This is the real reason why I don't want to work hard!

Chapter 648 Unlike me, I only feel sorry for Teacher Lu

Tuesday, July 6, early morning.

A flight passed through the night sky, flashing red lights intermittently.

The facilities in the cabin are luxurious, with only four passengers, and the space is wide enough to accommodate the release of Pokémon.

Ash has lowered the back of the chair, lying on the soft 'bed' and sleeping soundly, with Pikachu lying on his side in his arms.

Alice has also fallen asleep, hugging Fangya, and dreaming about something:

"Master Shaka... Dragon Messenger..."

"Ow~" The wind speed dog lay on the ground, wagging its tail gently, and slept quite sweetly.

Lu Ye dimmed the light at the top, read the Hezhong Mythology Collection under the soft warm light, and unfolded the score in the middle of the page.

"Can't sleep?" Zhulan asked sideways.

Lu Ye looked aside.

Her blond hair was scattered, covering her delicate white cheeks, and her bright gray eyes had a pure and flawless beauty.

"Sleep now." Lu Ye closed the page and turned off the ceiling light with a 'patta'.

The darkness was as deep as night, the air humming outside the window, and the fuselage was slightly bumpy.

Lu Ye heard the 'rustling' beside her, and she leaned over to her lips, which were moist and sweet. The blond hair swept across his cheeks, and Lu Ye raised his eyes and looked at Shirona.