Eight Hundred and Twenty-Five, Carnival

This is a one-man concert.

This is a concert that belongs to Heather Cross alone, and this is also a concert that belongs to Don Quixote.

Pay tribute to every Don Quixote who stumbles and stumbles on the road of dreams, but never gives up; pays tribute to every Don Quixote who tries to give up under the pressure of life, but finally chooses his dream and embraces freedom; It also pays tribute to every Don Quixote who blooms its own color in the mediocre and boring life.

On this lonely and desolate concert, the dreamer is the protagonist, and the opponent is ashamed. They were praying for a miracle, the miracle of Heather Cross recovering and chasing the dream, the miracle of Don Quixote raising his spear and defeating the windmill giant.

This belongs to the agreement between dreamers.

Standing in place, Ellie Cross was working hard, trying to be strong, trying to be calm, trying to be optimistic, but all her efforts were in vain, she tried her best to straighten her shoulders, tears still began to burst, and she couldn't stop crying.

She heard it, she heard it all, the call from Renly, the persistence from Heather, the cry from Don Quixote, they were all praying for a miracle, a miracle of dreams and a miracle of life. It was only now that she understood the meaning of this concert and the reason why Heather woke up again.

Like never before, Ellie is so eager for Heather to stand on the stage, for Heather to realize her dream, for Heather to continue her life, for Heather to perform different colors in the limited life time, for Heather to be able to perform different colors in her limited life time Se can choose to fight as bravely as Don Quixote.

Desires, Heather can keep the promise.

Fortunately, they chose to come to this concert.

A warm touch came from the palm of her left hand, and she cast her gaze reflexively. Ellie met Heather's bright eyes. She quickly wiped away the tears from her cheeks and showed a big smile. , and then saw Heather open his mouth wide and lip-mouth, "Relax!"

Ellie was stunned for a while, and then she couldn't help laughing; she raised her head, cast her eyes towards her husband, and saw Derek's smiling banter and ridicule. Ellie rolled her eyes, raised her hands high, simulated a carnival, and pretended to shake her head frantically. The silent pantomime made Derek and Heather both laugh. stand up.

The next second, Renly's voice came from the stage, "Since it's a concert, let's get back to business. Next song!"

brush the ground together,

Everyone's eyes were turned towards the stage, and Ellie was no exception. For the first time in the past week, she had truly relaxed, briefly, just briefly, enjoying this moment of comfort and happiness.

"I need to thank Ed Sheeran before I actually start singing. Everything was so rushed, I didn't have enough time for this arrangement, and even the band was not fully equipped. Thanks Ed for borrowing his Band." Renly's lighthearted and mocking remarks made the audience laugh again, and William and the others even whistled directly.

Renly said with a smile, "Then, next song, I need a little help from everyone, please join me." Renly raised his hands high, pop! Snapped! One time, another time, hitting the rhythm neatly, while explaining, "Don't worry, it's not as difficult as you think, it's just the most basic rhythm."

The fans who attended the "Pioneer Village Night" instantly became excited. The shock and happiness brought by that song "Simple Life" still lingers. So tonight, is it "Simple Life" again? Or another track?

Timsey was the first to raise his hands high, and beat Renly to the beat, "Crack! Pah!" Not a coherent one, but a neat, controlled strike, as Renly said. , is not difficult.

Looking around, Ellie could easily see that all the fans around her raised their hands high, so she did the same. [] Turning back, Ellie also looked at Derek and Heather encouragingly, raising her hands one after another, the steady and powerful rhythm mobilized her emotions and flew up cheerfully, before realizing it, the corners of her mouth twitched It has followed up.

One person, two people... 1,000 people, 2,000 people... The rhythm gradually converged into a bunch. There were 20,000 spectators in the audience, and one of them joined the beat without landing, raising 40,000 arms high. , mighty like a forest park, supporting the dark blue sky overhead, the wind-blown wheat wave-like ups and downs and the surging waves, the crisp and dull rhythm, continuous, at this moment, they unite and use their own hands, shaking the world.

There was no melody, no singing, just a movement to beat the beat, and Madison Square Garden went crazy again. The rhythm of the applause became more and more powerful, more steady, more turbulent, emotional and shocking!

Renly, who was standing on the stage, became the center of the applause beat. He put his hands down and sketched the guitar strings lightly. A musical note came out elegantly, and then, the heavy and powerful sound of the piano keyboard reverberated. There is no chapter, just a tone, but interlaced with the rhythm of the audience, vaguely outlines a magnificent scene of thousands of troops.

"Ah, ah, when I was young..."

Renly's voice came out through the microphone, humming neatly and neatly, without the slightest sloppiness, it seemed that even the singing had a unique rhythm and joy, but it was just the beginning, William, Graham and Hope were already three. Trapped in a frenzy, I couldn't help but start jumping, hitting the beat with all my body.

"Ophelia" is actually "Ophelia"!

In a trance, they went back to that night again, the night of the Emmys. There, they witness the first meeting of Renly and Eddard, and they also witness the creation of "Ophelia." This single, the attention and attention has always been tepid, but for William and the others, it is of crucial significance.

Tonight, Renly sang the song again; and they were one of the performers again.

Not only William, but Timsey couldn't hold back his excitement, and his screams were almost overflowing.

"Ophelia", like "Cleopatra," are repertoires born out of Shakespeare's plays. They are not just pop songs or indie ballads, but Renly's greatest achievement as an artist. Good portrait. He was so lucky to be able to join the performance of this song at the concert, and his happiness was almost overflowing.

They're not the only aficionados at Madison Square Garden.

The rhythm of applause still kept pace, but the enthusiasm and madness were gradually heating up, "I, I, should be more wise; but, I don't feel the slightest regret, and you don't have the original expectations."

receive. The entire audience braked in time, all the applause disappeared instantly, the whole scene was silent, Ellie's hands were just sticking together, her muscles were stiff, only her eyes were moving, I don't know why.

But in the next second, the answer was revealed:

The flowing, rushing sound of the piano keyboard is vented in one gulp. The brisk tambourine and playful drum beats pass through it. In a short eight beats, the graceful and exciting melody is vividly displayed. Before I could shout and scream, my emotions were like a roller coaster, reaching and rushing to the bottom of the valley.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!" The uniform rhythm of applause sounded again, so magical, as if the audience knew every detail, every part, and even every rest of the song, as if the audience were a live band. The last member of , that turbulent wave, that kind of empathy that brings the melody and lyrics to the extreme, doesn't require thinking, just...becomes part of the performance.

"I, I, looking for a new love here, he, he, seems to be on top of the world; but, I can't feel the slightest remorse, and you don't want to blame me."

The smile on Ellie's mouth rose, and she exchanged glances with Derek, watching every move of the other audience members, especially Heather's, vigilantly and attentively, and then braked in time to pull back from the precipice. The garden fell into silence again, and then Ellie couldn't help holding her breath and waited quietly. coming.

The melody of light and translucent, bright and deep, and wanton sunshine, this time is a short four beats, the rushing and brisk drum beat is like a rushing spring, flowing down the foothills of the nine bends and eighteen bends, short, cheerful and light, Then, the live audience sang in unison, "Oh, Ophelia!"

Ellie's eyes were rounded, and she looked at the sound in front of her in disbelief. Not the whole audience, just one-third, but the voice of this third, "Oh, Ophelia," was so neat, so thick, so turbulent, and matched with Renly's voice , like a majestic symphony, like a torrential rain, the rushing raindrops are almost breathless.

Then, when it came to an abrupt end, Renly's voice was mellow and moving, humming the charming verse, "You haunted my mind since the beginning of the century."

"Oh, Ophelia!" The audience sang along again, the cheerful melody made the smile on the corner of the mouth bloom, bloom again, and even Renly's eyes burst into dazzling brilliance, "God made me Such fools fall in love."

Involuntarily and without warning, Ellie fell in love like this, she fell in love with the song, and even more so with the concert. This is the song of Renly, and it is the song of Renly and Don Quixote.

Turning her head, Ellie caught the excitement and happiness in Heather's eyes. This made Ellie lift her chin involuntarily, high up, as if bathed in the baptism of music, and truly became a part of this concert.

Then, Renly's singing stopped again, and the violent and rushing sound of the piano keyboard began to roar, and the majestic momentum exploded without any reservation. The whole place is boiling. (https:).

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