The world went dark. One conductor remained.
He raised his baton. Ghost musicians played. Golden sound waves poured down into the city.
Wherever the music touched, lights came back on.
One final gesture. Every light. All at once.
世界陷入一片黑暗。一位指挥家依然屹立。
他举起指挥棒。幽灵乐手们奏响乐章。金色的声波倾泻而下，涌入城市。
音乐所到之处，灯光重新亮起。
最后一个手势。所有的灯光。瞬间齐亮。
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