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In the "Today Show" live broadcast on June 13, an unprecedented hour was left for the "Edge of Tomorrow" crew, which had never appeared before. It is common practice for the guests to stay for 15 to 30 minutes, but today it was uncharacteristically, the whole hour of interviews was full.

Such a bold and crazy live broadcast plan, risking complaints and protests, nbc TV has achieved a hearty victory. Not only were there no complaints, but audience message boards generally reflected:

time is too short!

Throughout the interview, the harmony and chemistry within the "Edge of Tomorrow" crew really left a deep impression on people; Donald, Lamy, Jennifer, Alexander and other people were all hidden jokers, and during the conversation The laughter continued, and Renly and Paul, who cooperated tacitly, were pleasantly surprised.

In addition to the unexpected fact that Renly is actually "The Devil of Mischief", the crew also talked specifically about the creative process of the film, how the six characters of Team J were formed, and how the lines and performances were integrated into the film. Among them, even each character has a specific background storyboard, which is really eye-opening.

During the whole live interview process, there were constant laughter, lightheartedness, and burdens, not to mention the audience in Rockefeller Plaza, and even the office workers in the office buildings around the plaza were reluctant to part, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows one after another. Participate in the live broadcast of the program.

One hour?

For the audience, it seemed that it was just time for a cup of coffee, and before they even had time to savor it, the live broadcast period was over, and there was even a call of Encore at the scene - it may sound unbelievable, but it is the truth, the square The audience above expressed their inner excitement and excitement, as well as their inner reluctance and nostalgia, with an encore one after another.

After standing up, the two hosts who were preparing to say goodbye looked at each other in dismay. In the history of the "Today Show" program, they had never encountered such a situation, and even the director was a little stunned.

Matt Lauer's eyes fell on Renly, looking at the twenty-two-year-old young man in front of him, a friendly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Renly, you are sure not to continue to give back to the enthusiastic person in front of you. audience?"

The deafening shouts came in an endless stream, one wave after another, slamming Renly's eardrums fiercely, the beating of his heart almost burst open, and the scorching warmth rushed through his chest, too much. Fierce, so that the chest is stuffy and painful, the extremely simple call is so moving.

"Encore! Encore! Encore!"

One thousand people, ten thousand people, thirty thousand people... All the crowds gradually joined together and expanded in a mighty manner. Even the audience sitting in front of the TV couldn't suppress their excitement and enthusiasm, and wanted to devote themselves to it. Among them, becoming a member of that wave is enough to shake the wave of the world.

"Encore!" In the tea room in the office, someone couldn't hold back his emotions. He raised his right hand excitedly, waved it enthusiastically, and joined the shouting; but then he realized that he was in a The location is corporate, not Rockefeller Plaza. This made him cautiously stick his head out to see the reaction of the office.

There was still silence and dullness in front of him, as if a huge stone had been thrown down, but it could not cause any waves. Not only did no one respond, but no one responded, just a few raised their eyes, looked in the direction of the pantry, and then lowered their heads dully again, indifferent.

Lifeless and lifeless.

Once again, I cast my gaze towards the TV screen in the tea room, and my heart was full of excitement. It was not only the breath of enthusiasm, but also the breath of freedom, which made people yearn and envious.

"Encore!"

The simplest and most straightforward cry, but it is full of all the longing and urgency in the heart, which makes people want to open their arms, like spreading their wings, and soar in the wind.

So Renly took a step forward, raised his hands high, and began to beat the rhythm, "Crack! Pah! Pah!"

A person's strength is so small that the basic beats can't make waves at all, but then Paul and Jennifer exchanged glances, both stood behind Renly, raised their hands high, and joined in. The ranks of Renly beat the beat together, their movements a little awkward and a little slow, but their smiles couldn't help but rise, like a child stepping on a puddle on a rainy day, involuntarily cheering up.

Rami stepped forward quickly, then Donald, Kaya, then others, and finally Alexander stood there, holding his forehead—for the rhythm, this is really not what he is good at, but after laughing, he shook his head helplessly. Shaking his head, Alexander stepped forward and joined the beat-beating team at a loss.

Among the crowd, Lauren and Tessa and other small partners, the smiles on their faces immediately bloomed, their hands were raised high, and the light car beat the rhythm familiarly, joined Renly's ranks, and then turned their heads, Calling on other friends around you to join in. Gradually, the beat sounded into one.

Robin's face was full of confusion and confusion. He looked at the arms that looked like a dense forest in front of him, and listened to the applause that sounded like thunder. He didn't know where to put his hands and feet; hesitantly, Robin also raised his hands and put them up. I followed the beat rhythm confusedly. This rhythm is not difficult. After groping ignorantly, I can quickly get used to it.

Surprisingly, with rhythm hits

Hit, the mood can't help but fly, the cheerful and happy mood gradually overflows in the chest, before I realize it, the smile blooms, and the whole body begins to laugh. Dancing, the movements are still a bit clumsy, and the posture is still a bit stupid, but Robin didn't care, just got rid of all restraints and joined this carnival.

On the stage, Renly put down his hands and stepped briskly to the beat, imitating the classic passages in "Singing in the Rain", giving up all control, just handing over his body to the footsteps, in the rhythm and melody. Wandering freely, the earth-shattering rhythm roars and rolls, and even standing in front of the TV can vividly feel the moving and beautiful that shocks the soul.

Sing as if no one listens; dance as if no one appreciates; live as if today is the end of the world.

Gradually, little by little, the rhythm began to pick up, seemingly out of the audience's control, heading in an unknown direction, and then saw Renly pick up the microphone in his hand, and the bard-like voice was singing, "I. Won't miss it again, I won't miss it again, the love of my life. When I die alone, when I die alone, I don't miss it again."

Not "Ophelia", but "Cleopatra", in this special program, Renly ended with a special singing voice, just a short clip, singing After finishing, Renly put down the microphone, and performed a knightly ceremony gentlemanly, expressing his gratitude.

No need to repeat too much, the rhythm of the audience stopped, and it turned into a roar of "ah", venting all the complicated and profound emotions. At this moment, Rockefeller Plaza has truly transformed into a vast ocean, a vast starry sky, enough to accommodate the entire world and enough to compete with the entire universe.

The "Today Show" is over.

Sitting quietly on the sofa, still hugging her knees, curled up into a ball, Rooney stared at the TV screen, even though the show had ended, she was now cutting into the commercials, waiting to continue the next part; but she Still reluctant to leave the screen, even reluctant to blink.

The warm tears gathered quietly, blurring the vision, filling the eyes, but the warmth of the heart was slowly surging; the eyelashes finally couldn't bear the weight, a teardrop slipped down, and then the smile on the corner of the mouth bloomed wantonly Open, outline the shape of happiness, and the bright tears reflect the taste of sunshine in the smile.

Rooney laughed cheerfully, then picked up the phone next to her, edited a text message, and sent it out. Only then did he stand up, turned around and opened the curtains behind him, the golden sunlight poured down unobstructed, like a galloping waterfall, and the dry and fresh smell permeated the entire room.

Leaving the sofa, I found an album on the bookshelf, put it in the player, then turned up the sound, pressed the play button, and the familiar tune flowed out, it was "Cleo" Patra" - this album is exactly "Don Quixote", the morning sun, the emerald dewdrops, the multicolored breeze, on a lazy morning, the bard began a long journey.

"Renly, your private message." After returning to the waiting room of the show crew, Nathan took the initiative to greet him, handed over Renly's phone, and sighed with a smile, "Today's performance was really wonderful. Extremely!"

"Thank you." Renly took the phone, thanked him with a smile, and nodded politely with the show crew. After he was free, he turned on the phone. It was a text message with no beginning or no The signature is just the simplest message, "Do you know the Day of the Dead in Mexico?"

The meaning of the Day of the Dead is that after each life dies, it will not dissipate, but will live in another world. Until a certain day in the future, everyone in the real world has completely forgotten this person, he will have real meaning. Completely disappeared on the ground. Therefore, every year on the Day of the Dead, the residents of Mexico hold a grand celebration, firmly remembering their family and friends, and carnival with them.

Everyone will die three times in their lifetime. The first time was when the heart stopped beating, physiologically speaking, he died; the second time was when the funeral was held and people came to the funeral and remembered his life, and sociologically, he died ; the third time is when the last person to remember him, completely forgotten, emotionally speaking, is truly dead.

Renly couldn't help showing a smile. After quickly replying to the message, he packed up his mobile phone, stepped forward again, and joined the ranks of the crew members. Today's publicity schedule is still not over.

The text message reads: I am yearning for a third death.

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