Buzz, buzz, buzz.
The whole Pioneer Village is full of people, bustling, not crowded, not busy. With the table removed and the space cleared, the Jazz Bar changed into a rock bar. In a flash, more than 300 people poured into the bar and filled the empty space. However, there were still 30 or 40 people at the door who could not come in, but they were reluctant to leave. They had to stand at the door and stretch their necks, hoping to listen and catch the internal leakage.
Three hundred people, it seems that there are not many, which is a drop in the bucket compared with a concert with tens of thousands of people; But when you are in the middle of it, you feel as if you are standing in the ocean, violent, turbulent, hot, close, and in a trance. You can feel a kind of resonance connected by blood, which makes your heart tremble slightly and strongly.
Three hundred people, just like three hundred thousand people.
Excited emotions spread in the air, between the exchange of sight, between the low voice conversation, the gurgling heat wave slowly infects everyone, no one can imagine, originally thought it was just a minority self entertainment, but found so many like-minded partners.
Strictly speaking, they are not anyone's fans, just music lovers, but because of the "Don Quixote" album came together, from strangers to acquaintances to acquaintances, a pure and hot beating heart, let each other become side by side partners. Such a feast is like a bizarre ball. After taking off the mask of hiding oneself, it shows people with its true face and shares their secrets.
All of a sudden, a figure came onto the stage, and everyone's eyes were cast in the past. The burning eyes penetrated the stage light and focused on the stage, which was the size of the palm of the hand. It seemed that even the air was about to ignite.
"Hello, everyone. I'm Neil, the bartender of the bar, and the owner of the pipeline and Facebook account. I started this activity." In two simple sentences, Neil finished his self introduction, and there were people whistling for him, which made Neil laugh. "Someone should have noticed that the cover of Don Quixote's album is this stage, this crude and dilapidated stage, which has not been repaired since its establishment."
The scene immediately began to stir up, low voice like a rolling heat wave, once again forced to call summer.
"Some people will certainly ask, why should we take this stage as the cover? I think the client should be asked this question. It's all his idea. " Neil's words with a trace of ridicule, triggered a small number of people's laughter, "but my personal understanding is that this represents the inner never disappear persistence, just like Don Quixote."
"So, even if we know that this is an album destined to fail to sell well, that it is an album destined to be ignored by the market, that it is an album destined to fail to win Grammy, that it is an album destined to be unpopular, it is still out." Neil's expression can not help but be a little excited, said impassioned, "just like this stage, in the bustle and noise of New York, it is insignificant, but it has never died, nor will it die."
The loud words excited all the people on the scene. Their eyes were full of enthusiasm and longing. Before they realized it, tears had blurred their eyes. At this moment, everyone in the Pioneer Village is a lonely dreamer, a dreamer who has been forgotten by society, marginalized by life and defeated by reality. They see themselves in Neil, see themselves in Don Quixote, and find each other in the Pioneer Village.
Lanli catches the crystal clear tears in Neil's eyes. He looks at Neil all day and laughs. He almost forgets that the lazy and unprofessional bartender has always been the most fanatical dreamer“ Behind the album Don Quixote, Neil is also one of the important heroes.
Turning his head, Langley saw Stanley standing beside him. Instead of tears, Stanley drew a happy smile from the corner of his mouth, and the gap reached lanli's sight. Stanley raised his voice and said, "I told you that there will be countless people who like your music." The complacency and pride in the words made Lan Li laugh involuntarily.
"According to the original plan, we should start playing the album and then share our ideas. But, someone brought a surprise, I can't think of any better way to share tonight. Well, let's welcome... "Neil stepped out of the way, raised his right hand, and made an invitation gesture," blue hall! "
"Boom boom!"
All of a sudden, whistles, cheers, applause and screams gathered together. The whole Pioneer Village began to shake. Even the people standing at the door followed suit, shouting and dancing. They formally entered the carnival mode, which made the passers-by and drivers turn their eyes.
Among the shouts, Lan Li stepped onto the stage and went through the cream colored light curtain. He couldn't see the specific face clearly, but he could clearly feel the crazy enthusiasm surging, and his calm heart began to surge.
What a lovely group of people, without any interest disputes, no mission drive, no mixed purpose, just simply love music, so they began to cheer. Pure, simple, persistent, that pure heart never stopped beating.
"Obviously we didn't expect such a scenario." At the beginning of lanli, people were stunned. "I swear, I just want to relax and have a beer. But now, all of a sudden, vacation has become a job. To be honest, I'm a little angry. " The humorous words immediately burst into laughter, and the simple two sentences also explained the whole story. "Just like you, originally you just wanted to listen to the music well, now it suddenly becomes a press conference, and you must be unhappy."
The laughter didn't stop at all.
"In that case, let's get down to business, before the riots begin." It's a night of music, and Langley doesn't intend to change his original intention. "Due to the rush of preparation, as you can see, I didn't bring a huge band or a record that can be used to talk to each other, so I need your help." After teasing, Lan Li raised his hands and looked at the front of the stage.
People under the stage are a little dazed, not sure what to do. William, standing in the front of the stage, raised his hands high. After he got the affirmation of lenley's eyes, Graham, hope and others raised their hands one after another. Gradually, everyone raised their hands one after another. Their eyes were full of surprise and curiosity. They exchanged their eyes and didn't understand what happened, But the corners of his mouth could not be restrained.
"Yes, that's it." Lanli gave everyone encouragement with a smile. Unexpectedly, he saw George, Stanley and Nathan standing beside them. They all raised their hands, but George didn't want to. After seeing lanli's eyes, he reluctantly raised his hands, but instead of straightening them, he put them on his chest, with a face of arrogance and resistance.
"I'm not sure if you're familiar with every song in the album. One of them is called 'simple life'. I think it's the most suitable song for the moment. So, I invite each and every one of you to join me in my performance. It's everyone's music. "
Lanli's words contain too much information, and we can't react to it for a moment.
Timothy is still pondering which song is "simple life"? Why does Langley say it's suitable for the present occasion? What's going on when we all perform together? What is melody and chord like? Why do they raise their hands? However, before his brain had time to turn, he heard the uniform clapping sound. He could not help but interrupt his thought and looked up at the stage.
On the stage, Lan Li was beating his hands, beating the rhythm, the beat was very fast, almost a beat on the beat, just like... It was like the army in the rush, but still kept a neat pace, once, once, once again, PA! Pop! Pop! Short, rapid, surging, fierce, calm and bright.
"Come on, the beat is very simple. Just follow me." The smile at the corner of lanli's mouth can't help blooming. He likes the moment when he builds a bridge between strange souls with rhythm and melody, and then integrates them. His breathing and heartbeat are stepping on the same rhythm, and he can release himself to his heart's content.
"Pa! Pop! Bang
Timothy was confused, but he could not help beating with the rhythm of Langley. Such a simple action had a strong force, as if he could listen to the rhythm of his own heart and the sound of everyone's heart. He danced wildly on his eardrum, and the rhythm was so light, People can't help but indulge in it. The brain didn't even respond. The smile began to bloom in the corner of the mouth, then fell into the bottom of the eye, sank into the heart and merged into the soul. All the cells in the body began to cheer, scream, laugh and revel.
So Timothy put all his thoughts out of his mind for a while, laughing and beating freely, and even his body began to swing with the rhythm. The whole world is so small, as if their space is the whole world; The whole world is so big, as if they stand in the center of the universe, open hands and feet, can embrace the world.
The faces are so different, but so same. That kind of pure happiness, pure happiness, pure enjoyment, will hold everyone together, at this moment, they are the same person.
Standing on the stage, Lan Li's body is full of charming light. The bright and clear smile lights up the whole world in an instant. All eyes, all eyes and all enthusiasm are flocking towards him. At this moment, the stage is not only the harbor of the soul, but also the center of the world!