One Thousand Five Hundred and Ninety-Eight Still Enthusiasm

The sound of "humming" permeated the entire Madison Square Garden, but in the pitch black, faint flashes of fluorescence could still be captured, just like the stars hiding in the thick clouds above the night sky. The looming night made the sky and the earth become colorful.

The entire audience tightly closed their mouths, too nervous and too excited, and even their breathing became cautious, lest their recklessness would break the order of the scene; but the continuous beating of the heartbeat in the chest was Let the boiling blood continue to be restless, and it is impossible to calm down at all.

William Taylor forced himself to calm down, but it was definitely not an easy task.

He secretly told himself that this was his graduation ceremony. Not to say goodbye to Renly, but to enter a new stage of life with Renly's company and encouragement; in the future, Renly will still be an integral part of his life, and he will still go to the cinema to watch For Renly's works, he would still browse Renly's news on the Internet, but after all, he couldn't follow Renly's footsteps to explore the world like he was now.

The lights dimmed and William realized that the countdown to the concert had officially started. He secretly reminded himself that Renly's appearance was ingenious at the "One Man Concert" two years ago. Tonight's ballad The concert is estimated to be the same, there is no need for him to be overwhelmed with excitement, but...

However, the beating of the heart is getting more and more fierce. In the thick and mellow darkness, the vision is weakened and the hearing is amplified. It seems that you can hear the gurgling sound in your own blood vessels. The palms start to sweat involuntarily, and the excited cheers are stuck in the ears. In his throat, he was about to move, and he could break through the restraint at any time.

Time flies, but the enthusiasm remains.

At this moment, a spotlight lit up on the stage, focusing on the center of the empty stage, "Ah", almost subconsciously, William couldn't help but start screaming and shouting frantically, even if the stage was now. There was no movement, even if it was just a beam of light, but the trigger was still pulled, and the emotions broke through the crater and erupted.

William is not the only one.

Hope also stood up abruptly, his hands clenched into fists, and he screamed and screamed, so that all the enthusiasm and excitement in his chest burst out, really waiting for so long, so long that he almost thought he had forgotten That kind of madness, but it spewed out without a gap tonight, because it was so fierce that the body began to tremble slightly.

Cecilia just sat there quietly, without speaking or roaring, but the hot tears in her eyes quickly accumulated, her vision blurred instantly, like a neuropathy, sitting quietly with tears in her eyes, just quietly. Looking at the beam of lights on the stage, I couldn't find an accurate word to describe my emotions, I just enjoyed it.

The whole upsurge began to surge like this,

The shouts of the mountain and the tsunami swept through Madison Square Garden like thunder, and then the tides spread out like this, wave after wave shocking the audience waiting outside, even The cold wind under the New York night has become insignificant, and the circular venue in front of you is like an erupting volcano, warming the entire city.

"Ahhh!"

Even the audience outside the venue couldn't help but start to roar and cheer, jumping on the spot because they were too excited, as if they were in the venue, witnessed the grand event with their own eyes, and then joined this grand party, only All it takes is a cheer and a fist to be one of them.

This is the real party!

cheer. Still cheers. But there was still no movement on the stage for a long time. Gradually, there was a hint of doubt in the cheers. The audience began to look at each other, asking each other what was going on, and the sound gradually calmed down a little—

Don Quixotes who have participated in "One Man's Concert" showed tacit smiles, and tonight there are many fans of Justin Timberlake and Ed Sheeran, as well as "Drunken Country Ballads" Of the moviegoers, they obviously didn't understand Renly's behavior, even the concert was bound to be unusual, not to mention, they obviously didn't notice the theme of tonight's concert.

"Dream Back to the Kerosene Lamp Bar".

This also means that tonight will return to the kerosene lamp bar, without the grand fireworks and lights of the concert, nor the grand debut ceremony of the concert, everything is simple, just like the real 60s kerosene lamp bar. A similar scene is presented in the film "Drunken Country Ballads".

The shouts and roars of the audience gradually calmed down, and the air was filled with restless and boiling emotions again. The scattered voices continued to roll, but the confusion and confusion began to spread gradually. The comfort and cheerfulness of the Quixotes are in stark contrast.

Sure enough, at this moment, a figure appeared on the stage.

Walking from the left side of the stage to the center of the stage, a silhouette can be faintly drawn in the shadows, but the facial contour cannot be recognized, and it is impossible to make an accurate judgment only from the body shape. It can be seen from the outline that the figure is carrying a guitar, a square stool in the left hand, and two microphone stands in the right hand. Could it be... a staff member?

While absurd, it's not impossible.

On the huge stage, the figure walked into the spotlight unhurriedly, and the figure gradually became clear, but the audience at the scene felt a 100,000-point crit, which was too shocking and unexpected, so much so that Unable to speak, all the cheers and roars were stuck in his throat.

The visitor is wearing a simple white shirt and cyan jeans, without any fancy or extra dress, even the shoes are simple white canvas shoes, it looks like a college student who came to help; but the problem is that , The visitor has a slag-like beard, revealing a sense of maturity and wisdom in the vicissitudes of life, and it should be some time since college life.

The visitor put down the bench step by step, and then set up two microphone stands, one for singing and the other for the guitar; and then sitting under the bench, carefully adjusting the height of the microphone to ensure that the sound can be accurate It was spread without error, and then I began to lower my head to adjust the strings and confirm the details before the performance.

Under the full attention of the audience, he completed his work in such a slow and unhurried manner that he seemed to be a staff member, but every audience present knew that it was not a staff member.

That's Renly Hall.

Renly finally finished all the preparations and whispered into the microphone, "Sorry for being late."

It's not a greeting, but an apology. It doesn't have the scale of a concert at all, as if this is an ordinary daily performance in a kerosene lamp bar.

"I just stepped on the snow outside the field, and my boots got water, and it almost freezes into ice. I was in a hurry to find a pair of canvas shoes. I was hesitating whether I should go on the stage barefoot, but I chose to keep me warm in the end. The soles of the feet, otherwise I'm not sure if the chords can be played accurately."

A joking and ordinary conversation, which is the practice of bar performances, has a strong atmosphere of life, some self-deprecating and some ridicule, but it can bring the distance between the performer and the audience. In a trance, the restlessness of Madison Square Garden slowly settled down, revealing a trace of the calmness of a kerosene lamp bar.

"It's pretty cold tonight, isn't it? So, whisky should be a better choice than beer; however, I'm not sure if ballad is a better choice than jazz, you know, jazz bars are always warmer, And those beautiful girls." The lighthearted banter made the audience chuckle.

"But now that we're here, let's get to the point, maybe, you've probably heard this one before. If a song is never new, but it's never outdated, it's a ballad. So that's it. , Folk is the right choice. The first song tonight, I'm not sure if you like it, but...that's it."

Without too much nonsense and politeness, Renly gently sketched the strings.

A light, a chair, a microphone, a guitar, this constitutes the entire stage.

The clear and moving guitar strings spread through the impression, and the crystal clear musical notes flew high between the light and shadow. All the irritability slowly settled down, and the line of sight was firmly locked on Renly's body. The world shrunk to the size of that spotlight and unfolded unreservedly.

"Hang me, oh, hang me, and I shall die soon."

He sang so.

Suddenly, there were hot tears in my eyes, as if I had returned to the kerosene lamp bar in the "Drunken Country Ballad" again, as if listening to the lonely and desolate decline of Levine Davis once again. The Song of Man seems to have returned to the 1960s, when the rain and mist never dissipated.

Renly on the stage in front of him is ingenious, with no extra decoration or cumbersome embellishments, just using a voice to turn the time back, and the audience who truly appreciate the essence of "Drunk Town Folk Ballad" can deeply feel it. , those fragments of memory about the movie began to come alive.

In the hazy teary eyes, just staring at Renly like this, his singing seems to be more vicissitudes of life and more dashing than the performance of "Drunken Country Ballads", not only because of his stubborn beard, but also because it is hidden in his voice. The relief and bitterness at the end dizzy little by little in the guitar strings.

It turns out that music really needs to be sung with the soul. Only by experiencing it with your heart can you feel the true emotions behind the melody and lyrics. The passage of time and the carving of the years will leave their own traces in the singing, and tell them quietly. with those stories.