Chapter 821

"Welcome back to today's show. I'm Diane white, your location host.

It's five minutes to nine in the morning Eastern time. Early this morning, the east coast was hit by the third cold wave of this winter. The temperature dropped 35 degrees Fahrenheit; At the same time, there was a storm, and now the whole new york city is covered with snow. However, such bad weather has not been able to prevent the biggest grand meeting since 2012!

At this moment, I am standing at the gate of Madison Square Garden in New York. Through the camera lens, the audience can clearly see the surging and frenzy of the crowd, listen to the cheering and shouting... "Then the voice was immediately drowned by the scream, and the host's voice disappeared for about seven or eight seconds before it was found again," this is an unexpected party, At the same time, it has become the most beautiful scenery in the cold winter of this year. "

Since its launch in 1987, NBC's ace morning show "Today Show" has always been the morning news program and morning talk show with the highest weekly ratings in the United States. The whole program lasts for four hours, focusing on all aspects of the society, showing all kinds of life in the United States.

After Diane White's brief location report, the program returned to the studio again. The studio of "Today Show" is located on Rockefeller square. It is a fully transparent fish tank type studio. Everyone who comes and goes can stop and become a part of the live broadcast, which has become one of the biggest features of the program.

Host Matt Lauer naturally took over Diane's topic stick, "just two days ago, no one knew about this concert, but now, 48 hours have not passed, which has become the most eye-catching hot spot in New York City. ANN, what do you think?"

Matt's co host Ann curry smiles and sighs, "incredible. I mean, it's a concert in the garden. For everyone who lives in New York or visits New York, the Garden Concert is a great event not to be missed. But 48 hours ago, no one knew about the concert? Please, it's not April Fool's day. "

"Exactly so!" Matt nodded in agreement again and again, "in order to prevent the audience friends from not understanding the situation, I'm here to reveal the correct answer again. On the night of February 11, Lanley hall announced through studio 11 that he would hold a concert in the garden on the 16th - today. This performance, called "one man's concert", will not be sold through the online ticketing system. All tickets will be sold on site in the most primitive and simplest way. "

"It sounds like a flash concert. But the problem is that the flash concert can gather 1000 audiences, which is very rare. However, lanli chose the garden as the venue. So, is this a Kardashian show or a concert with special significance? "

Ann took the conversation with a smile on her face, then naturally and smoothly transferred to the focus of everyone's attention. Finally, she turned to her partner and said, "there are numerous disputes and opinions about this concert. What do you think, Matt? "

In the face of such a straightforward and sharp question, Matt was not in a hurry. Facing the camera, he showed a confident and sincere look; Either positive or negative. Everyone has their own point of view, but no matter what the idea is, the more important thing should be: would you like to watch the concert? How many 20000 seats can the garden fill? "

Anliu showed his appreciative eyes and closed his jaw with a smile. "This is also the answer we are trying to find today. It's only 11 hours before the concert starts. The answer will be announced. But before that, we can take a look at the scene. Diane

Diane, who was standing in the storm, was a little stumbling. She had to adjust her headset, which caught the intermittent signal from the live room, "yes, Matt, Ann. I'm at the scene right now. As you can see, the weather has not continued to deteriorate, but it has not improved. In such a bad environment, the situation of the concert also attracted everyone's attention. "

Turning around, Diane led the camera forward to the eaves in front of the ticket window. The influence of the weather was slightly weakened, and the voice gradually became clear.

"As the camera shows, there is a huge dragon in front of the ticket window, which is even more crazy than basketball or ice hockey day." Diane gestured to see the endless line, even one tent after another, and the scene turned into a camp.

"Just now we went around the garden, and there was no way to make specific statistics, but there were at least more than 3000 people on the scene, or even more. Now, let's interview these people." Accompanied by the photographer, Diane walked up to one of the front-line spectators, "good morning. What's your name, please?"

"Timothy Leslie."

"Timothy, nice to meet you." Diane then asked herself, "you are the first one in the whole team to arrive at the scene. When did you come here, please?"

"Five o'clock yesterday afternoon. I carried my tent, sleeping bag and warm clothes, and prepared food. We'll start queuing here. " Timothy's words clearly spread through the microphone, and other fans behind him began to cheer and cheer for Timothy, as if to express their approval and support.

"It means that you've been here for nearly 16 hours, and there are still 11 hours ahead of you today. But why? "

Timothy bent down and left the camera range, which made the photographer flurried down to capture Timothy's action. Then he saw Timothy take out an album from his sleeping bag, stand up straight again and show it in front of the camera. It's "Don Quixote" album.

"Because of Raleigh hall." Timothy's tone was so firm and decisive. Then he took a step forward, looked at the camera and said word by word

"I want to tell the reporters, and I want to tell the doubters, that this concert was not planned, and that lenley never wanted to promote it. It was an agreement between him and a true and faithful audience.

If it wasn't for the reporters' random reports, lanli and studio 11 didn't want to let more people know. What we care about is not the attendance of the garden, but a dream belonging to Don Quixote.

So, for those of you who think this is a hype, it's OK. You can stick to this idea, and then, don't show up in the garden, don't show your support in any form. Believe me, it's good for you, and it's good for us. "

Diane tried to respond, but unexpectedly, the crowd in line began to cheer and shout. At first, the sound was not noisy, just a small group of people at the front of the line; But gradually, the sound became more and more, bigger and stronger.

"Hoo, hoo, Hoo", the wind is whistling, but slowly, these sounds have disappeared, the whole garden around only the surging cry, "Don Quixote", they are so calling, from the heart of the cry, all day long, shaking the Madison Square Garden, shaking the "Today Show" studio, also shaking every audience in front of the TV.

Perhaps, the popularity of "Quixote" is just a bubble, just like the popular culture in the fast food era. But Langley has forgotten that he and George strand have never been alone, that "Pioneer Village night" has proved it, and that "one man's concert" is proving it again.

Hidden beneath the bubble, the utter innocence of the children is more firm, more intense and more persistent. They are just a small group of people. In such a big world, even a city may be filled with discontent, but they can fill a Madison Square Garden.

Like a moth to a fire, in the storm snow, resolutely from all over North America, all over the world, gathered together. Just like the whale named Alice, they used to think that they could only hear their own songs, but the frequency of 52 Hz is now ringing on the man named Langley hall. As a result, they are desperate.

Ellie cross quietly looked at the small screen of the TV, her eyes were filled with tears, strange faces and fanatical faces, but she saw Heather and her beloved daughter.

He turned his head and looked at Heather, who was still quietly lying on the hospital bed. There was no movement. Ellie gently stroked the back and palm of her daughter's hand. "Heather, do you see that? I know, you will be crazy about it, you will be immersed in it. Langley kept his promise. Now it's your turn. Why don't you wake up and go to the concert that belongs to you? "

With that, tears fell down.

No response, still no response, Ellie bowed her head, closed her eyes, covered up her pain and despair, full of bitterness, but could not say it. What should she do? What else can she do? If she can, she is even willing to exchange her life for being the person lying in the hospital bed.

But

"Ma, are you serious?" There was a weak voice in her ear. Ellie was frozen in the same place. Her muscles were stiff and motionless, for fear that she had heard the wrong thing. Then the next second, the voice came again, "Mom, I heard it just now. It seems that there is a concert. Do you mean, the performance of Langley?"

Ellie looked up in disbelief, and then she saw her daughter's eyes reopened, with a faint look in her hazy eyes. Ellie raised her left hand to cover her mouth, nodded her head gently, and gave her affirmation. But her tears broke the bank completely and couldn't stop.

The corners of Heather's pale, dry mouth rose slightly. "Well, can I go?"