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1277 this is me

“I will not let them be completely defeated. After all, there will be a world that belongs to me, just because I am different.!”

Renly's rich singing voice burst out with unbelievably powerful energy. As the treble climbed bit by bit, it completely detonated all the sparks in the air. You could even clearly hear the popping sound hitting the eardrums. After a long echo, the beating of the heart involuntarily lost its original rhythm..

Edith is out.

Arthur stood behind him and received a hundred thousand critical hits. Before he could say anything to stop him, he was half a beat too slow. He could only watch Edith walk out of the crowd and raise her arms high. His right hand, clenched into a fist, became a member of the wave set off by Renly like a follower who responded to the call..

But the problem is, this is not a concert, nor is it Hollywood. No one will get carried away because of excitement here, and no one will raise their right hand high to show their support. This is not only embarrassing, but will also be reduced to everyone. the laughing stock.

Arthur couldn't help but closed his eyes, the annoyance on his face could hardly be concealed..

But the next second, when Arthur opened his eyes, he froze in place.

Beatrice stepped out of the queue, and she raised her right hand high, with tears streaming down her face and in great pain. The flashing light in her eyes reflected the brilliance of the stars in the sky, ignoring the others. Ignoring the occasion of the party and the royal etiquette, I simply followed my heart and responded to the call..

Matthew Dunlop is out.

Eaton-Domer is out.

Andre Hamilton is out.

Even Richard de Vere is on the list.

One after another, the seemingly noble, reserved, and introverted nobles came out one by one. Some were awkward, some were shy, and some were embarrassed, but in the end they raised their right hands high and clasped them tightly. The fist is constructed into a forest, standing tall against the sky and the earth, yet so unfamiliar..

unheard of.

But the problem is, are the achievements and brilliance of "Renly Hall" unheard of? So, what is there to make a fuss about at this grand occasion and anomaly??

Arthur opened his mouth slightly, his face full of shock and astonishment. His eyes slowly fell on Renly. The youngest son of the Hall family, the guy who seemed so weak, was now using his own His shoulders supported the world, and he moved forward resolutely. At this moment, his body burst into light, making it almost impossible to look directly at him..

“When the sword of words attacks, I fight back overwhelmingly. I am brave and fearless. I am covered with bruises. I am who I was born with. This is who I am.!”

The thin shoulders stood up stubbornly, like a vigorous green pine. The elegant and handsome face burst out with an unstoppable vitality and blood, and even the light falling on the profile became dim. That A piece of honor, that piece of appreciation, that piece of longing, that piece of admiration, all bowed their heads in surrender.

Unprecedentedly, Arthur also felt the urge to move in his heart..

This is not the Almeida Theater, he knows, but at this moment, he doesn't care, or in other words, he doesn't want to care. He also wants to face himself bravely, his truest self, embrace freedom, get rid of restraints, and chase his dreams..

There was a smile on his lips. Arthur finally understood what Edith said: He did it..

Even though he was covered in bruises, scars, and difficulties, Renly was never afraid, and he never flinched. He finally found a world that belonged to him, even in the upper class society. With his fist raised high, Arthur knew that he also had a place..

“Yeah, he finally did it.”

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

Arthur thought he would not be moved, but the fact was that in that passionate and magnificent melody, power burst out continuously. He clenched his fists tightly, and something deep in his soul seemed to finally wake up. Come here, that kind of fulfillment, that kind of happiness, that kind of joy, begin to flow rapidly in the blood vessels.

“Watch out I'm going to shine, I'm going to beat the drum, I'm fearless, I'm open, I'll never apologize for it, this is who I am!”

Involuntarily, among the passionate musical notes, Edith began to hum along softly, "Oh, oh, oh oh... oh, oh, oh oh."……”

The light and simple melody is calling the melody deep in everyone's heart. In the surging and powerful sound of the piano keys, they are all released. Then, one after another, one after another, the humming team is getting bigger and bigger. grow.

There were still looks of disdain and disgust around him. Viscount Bioford could hardly believe his eyes and ears. Such a vulgar, superficial, and vulgar performance was now appearing in a high-class party. It was simply unbelievable. It is an indelible shame, and the anger rises from the soles of the feet to the top of the head..

For the upper class and the aristocracy, this is simply a shame of moral decay! But it was really happening in front of his eyes. Viscount Bioford seemed to be able to clearly see that the traditions they had adhered to for centuries were falling apart, and what he cherished, what he insisted on, and what he loved was falling apart..

And Viscount Bioford is not the only one.

But the problem is that these critical eyes seem to be the most wonderful accompaniment, vividly interpreting the soul secrets in Renly's songs - those mountains of swords and seas of fire, those hardships and obstacles, those bruises all over their bodies, but their souls and souls cannot be defined. Self, they are who they are and don't need to apologize for being themselves.

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

Let the storm come more violently.

Incredibly, the chorus was getting louder and louder. At first it was just a few people, but it quickly spread like a prairie fire across the entire venue. Even Richard joined in without exception. The uniform singing made the air in the banquet hall boil. It seemed that everyone was connected as one, feeling each other's heartbeats and breathing..

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

“this is me!”

No need to be reminded, everyone shouted together in unison, Arthur's mouth burst into a bright smile, and he became more joyful than ever, not because of live singing, but because of breaking through the constraints - when he bravely admits himself and embraces his own At that time, life truly begins and life truly comes alive..

Not just Arthur and Edith, not just Richard and Beatrice, not just Andre and Eaton, even Matthew, who has always been as cold as an iceberg, couldn't help but hum along softly, that The gushing chorus seems to be the best reward and the best medal, which truly makes Renly bloom proudly..

Immersed in the music, Renly is at full strength.

There are any other attacks, any conspiracies, and any insults. They are all coming. Today, right here, he has accepted them all: he will not feel ashamed because he insists on being himself, and he will not feel ashamed because he insists on being himself. He feels guilty for chasing his dreams, and he won't choose to apologize for being different..

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

“I know I'm worthy of love and there's nothing I don't deserve!”

That gradually rising voice burst out with incredible energy! He deserves all the glory, all the praise, all the support and all the love. Even since he was a child, they have never supported him, not even once..

that's anger.

That is unyielding.

For the contempt and indifference of George and Elizabeth!

That's a counterattack.

That's firm.

For Renly's dreams and freedom!

That's the horn.

That's cheering.

For every soul unwilling to bear the shackles!

Everyone is worthy of being loved and should not be hurt because of their differences; everyone is worthy of cherishing and should not be ostracized because of their uniqueness; everyone is worthy of respect Yes, you shouldn’t feel uneasy because of your uniqueness.

“There is nothing I don't deserve." This is the cry and roar from Renly's heart, he deserves the whole world.

Looking at the scarred Renly who was screaming at the top of his lungs, Matthew's vision became blurred again and he was in a state of embarrassment. He hoped that George and Elizabeth would be ashamed, he hoped that Viscount Bioford would be ashamed, and he hoped that those who still embrace the circus Those who look upon Renly feel ashamed.

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

When their eyes fell on Renly, that man who bravely pursued his dreams, who firmly embraced freedom, who fought through thorns and shed blood but refused to compromise and give up, who was brilliant and brilliant, they should be grateful for their smallness and humbleness. Feeling embarrassed, they should be ashamed of themselves and hide in dark corners forever.

Roaring and shouting with all his strength made the heart in his chest stop beating, and a tearing pain slowly spread. The invisible scars on Renly's body and deep in his soul were slowly slowing down. Slowly emerged, but he still refused to compromise, surrender, and be timid. He bravely stood up again, bathed in the sunshine, and declared his existence openly.!

In an instant, the piano music stopped, all the singing, all the humming, and all the melodies stopped. The entire hall fell into silence, and countless eyes fell on Renly, quietly. Staring at him, before he realized it, he had held his breath, and it seemed that even the sound of his heartbeat had completely disappeared..

At this moment, the world is so thrilling!

Note: This-Is-Me——Keala-Settle/The-Greatest-Showman-Ensemble)

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