Eight Hundred and Twenty-Six Audience 1 Body

Beads splashed jade, plummeted; galloping, swallowing mountains and rivers.

Piano, drum set, cello, tambourine... The collision of musical instruments is like the sound of pearls and jade, and the clanging musical symbols collide and collide in the air, like a waterfall in the Milky Way falling into the sky, and the mighty vents down, roaring. The sound exploded, the lights came on in an instant, arousing a dazzling light, and the entire Madison Square Garden changed from night to day in an instant, and the eyes were plunged into a bright white.

The magnificence and majesty of the universe instantly stinged the eyes, and there was only a turbulent and exciting murmur of musical symbols left in the ears, echoing in the depths of the soul.

It was just a breath, all the light disappeared again, escaping into the boundless darkness, but countless light spots flickered and jumped in the field of vision, the out of focus line of sight gathered subconsciously, dumbfounded and dumbfounded at the center of the stage. That figure:

He grabbed the microphone with both hands, put the guitar behind him, and sang loudly, "But... I have nothing." The hoarse voice crossed the sky, leaving behind a curling cloud of planes, sighs and regrets, helplessness and sadness, in The corners of the splendid mouth were filled with precipitation, "You have a lofty dream, about to be Yang Fan."

Suddenly, Ellie's eyes filled with tears, again. She held her hands high like this, froze in place, and looked at Renly quietly, "But... my soul is numb, your soul is so noble." The bitterness in the free conversion of true and false voices He Xie Ran deeply touched Ellie.

She understood Renly, and she understood Heather. She finally understood the meaning of Don Quixote, and finally understood the meaning of "one person's concert". At this moment, in Madison Square Garden, in the midst of 20,000 people, she truly Read the daughter's life and dreams.

All the melody disappeared completely, and the surroundings fell silent, except for Renly's voice whispering, "'Honey, I love you,' those were her last words."

Suddenly, Ellie turned her head and stared blankly at Heather—

Heather raised her hands high and made a preparation to hit the rhythm, her eyes burst with vitality, and her face shone with dazzling light. She could even see the cheering soul under Heather's skin, soaring with joy and happiness like never before.

So, Ellie turned her head again and looked at Renly on the stage. Renly began to high-five, and Ellie began to high-five.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!" The uniform high-five rhythm, starting from one person and ending with 20,000 people, gathered in the audience into a wave of sound, which spun vigorously in the garden, and the powerful momentum even passed through The space of the venue, hovering and soaring in the outdoor snowstorm.

in the middle of the night,

Madison Square Garden was quiet and peaceful; on the night of the storm and cold wave, there were still a small number of reporters gathered on the empty streets, trying to collect the relevant reports of "one person's concert" as soon as possible. Then, they all raised their heads one after another, looking at the garden behind them with shock and horror, with disbelief in their eyes.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!" One click, another click, a neat and powerful rhythm, which became the best accompaniment to the song, and also became the best player on the stage, each eight beats, the momentum gradually climbed to the extreme, and then Renly With a sly smile, "Oh..."

Two short and brisk singing voices overflowed, but they did not continue to sing. They were almost cut off, and their eyes slowly scanned the scene. It seemed that the 20,000 audience and the performance teammates were all in their eyes. Kong Duo is so clear that in an instant, the stage is the boundary, and there is a tacit connection between light and shadow, and the next second——

"Oh, Ophelia!" All the audience sang loudly while beating the rhythm, and Renly's smile blossomed as he sang, "You haunt my mind like a drug/addiction. ."

"Oh, Ophelia!" Allie used all her strength to sing, sing, celebrate, and revel together. Hazy tears blurred her vision, and only the figure on the stage remained. A group of vague figures burst out with radiance, at the moment when the song poured out of his chest.

She is real, so real to live, not to live, not to live, but to really live. unprecedented.

"God made a fool like me fall in love!" Renly's singing ripped through the night sky, and then the piano, cello, tambourine, and drum set behind him joined the group to play, and the melody sounded again, from zero directly to One hundred, the energy that burst out in an instant is like the big bang of the universe, and the turbulent waves are coming.

The rhythm has changed.

"Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap!" Originally, a four-beat means two clapping, but now a four-beat means four clapping, the rhythm suddenly doubled, the momentum is magnificent, and the talk is endless.

Allie struggled to follow the rhythm, singing out loud, "Oh, Ophelia!"

"You've been haunting my mind since the beginning of the century." Renly's singing burst out with greater energy. Under the background of the rhythm of the audience, his mellow voice not only did not show weakness, but became stronger. He was condescending, firmly controlling the applause and singing of the 20,000 audience.

So, everyone sang, "Oh, Ophelia!" As if they became the background singers on the stage, with such a tacit understanding, the climax/climax of the melody was further pushed to the peak, "God made me this Kind of a fool to fall in love!"

Explosion, explosion, full explosion. The cheerful melody, the beautiful voice, and the passionate rhythm exploded vigorously.

Before realizing it, Ellie started jumping. She didn't think about it, she didn't ask questions, she just thought and did it. "Clap clap clap!" It was the sound of hands hitting the rhythm, "Bang pum pum!" It was the sound of feet stirring up the air, "Pap clap clap!" It was the sound of shaking the garden, "Pop Bang bang bang!" It was a sound that shook the world.

At this moment, Madison Square Garden, where 20,000 spectators gathered, was like a giant in the sky, finally awakened, stood up, and slashed with bare hands. The stars were overflowing. Even the cold wave seemed so weak, involuntarily crawling on the ground, worshipping!

"Oh, Ophelia, you've been on my mind since the beginning of the century; oh, Ophelia, God made a fool like me fall in love."

Carnival, carnival, carnival. Laughing and crying, crying with happiness, dancing, jumping, singing, laughing, just completely lost in this second. An instant becomes an eternity.

When the melody ended, Ellie subconsciously started screaming towards the stage, "Ahhh!" It was just the most simple shout, but it was hearty and comfortable, and the smile couldn't help but bloom completely. Come.

Looking back, Ellie saw Heather with such a similar expression. That bright smile, that bright happiness, that cheering, was enough to light up the whole world, and then Ellie bent down, hugged Heather tightly, and whispered in her ear, "Heather, I believe .I believe."

Just a sentence "I believe", but said a thousand words. She believed that Heather could stand up again and overcome the disease; she believed that Heather could realize her dream and take the stage; she believed that Heather could abide by the promise and persevere. She believed, she wanted to believe, and she believed firmly.

Heather looked down at her swollen palms and laughed happily.

She couldn't straighten her palms, and she couldn't even do a high-five; her feet couldn't stand, so she could only watch other people jump and dance; Can't keep up with the action. But, she doesn't care, she doesn't care at all.

Tonight is her moment. She is not alone. The audience of 20,000 stood with her, enjoying the beauty and madness of this moment.

So, she applauded, hitting hard with the bottom half of her palm and her elbow; she sang loudly and joined the backing vocals, even if her voice was hoarse; Harmony, she still twisted with the melody, dancing in her own way.

At this moment, her breathing became hot, and she seemed to feel a faint pain in her lungs and throat, like a needle stick. Her body protested, but she didn't care, she was not afraid, she was not afraid, and she would never back down.

This is her night, and she won't miss it. On the contrary, she wants to enjoy it to the fullest, because this is her life! Except for her, no one can dominate, not even a sick person! After struggling for seven years, she was like a rag doll, at the mercy of the disease, she was tired, she was tired, she was tired, she even thought about giving up.

But now, she has changed her mind. She won't give up, and she won't give up either. This is her life, and she has to go on her own way! Even if there is only one day left in her life, she will not be as mediocre as a coward, holding back because of fear of death, she will bloom to the fullest.

Even if only for one day.

So, Heather shouted towards the stage, "Cleopatra!" Her voice was so vague that she couldn't articulate her words clearly, but instead of giving up, she shouted firmly, "Cleopatra! Opatra!"

Ellie heard it, and Derek heard it too. They didn't know why. They thought it was a secret signal between the fans and Renly, but the next second, the other fans next to them began to shout, "Cleopat Pull!" So Ellie joined the ranks, Derek joined the ranks, and gradually, the entire audience began to cheer and shout, "Cleopatra!"

Those bursts of shouting, like a stormy sea, one after another, constantly impacting, constantly stirring, and constantly bursting. The powerful energy penetrated the wall made of reinforced concrete and turned into a shock, slamming into every reporter waiting outside the venue, looking at each other, dumbfounded:

In the end what happened? How did this concert turn into this? Could it be that this concert, which took only four days—two days, strictly speaking—to put together was making Madison Square Garden history? Even the history of American concerts?

But... why? 8)