Chapter 1205： Encore never leaves

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Or excited, or excited, or sad, or moved, or laughter, or tears. A three-hour concert has come to an end without knowing it. This is a concert through and through, without too much gimmicks, no special guests, no extra nonsense, just a simple show, changed four sets of clothes, and then sang like this, as if the melody was spliced ​​together into The world can go to the end of the world like this.

But it was such a real and pure concert. There was no cold carnival within three hours, which made the passage of time lose its reference value. The concert seemed to have just begun. Evan Bell and The extrajudicial fanatic had already bid farewell to the audience, turned around and disappeared into the darkness. This is the purest audio-visual enjoyment, but it vividly presents the true meaning of the concert. The whole-body purification and sublimation make every second of tonight a special meaning, which no one can forget. No one wants to forget!

All the lights and shadows on the stage disappeared, and the darkness that could cover everything made the audience unable to see any shadows, but the neat "Encore" shouts made Madison Square Garden, which had ended the concert, still be swept away. Full of noise.

Encore is the audience's unfinished call for the concert, the audience's recognition of the singer's efforts, and the audience's award for the performance stage. A concert stage without "encore" is a failure; only when the audience calls "encore" unanimously, a concert is complete and perfect. Evan Bell didn't even have time to step off the stage, and the encore sound of the scene had already begun to rise. This is the best gift for today's performance.

"Encore! Encore! Encore!" The sound, one after another, made the stage of Madison Square Garden tremble. The hot and boiling atmosphere did not stop and change at all, and it continued directly from the last song to the call of Encore.

Standing in the crowd, Blake Lively looked at the pitch-dark stage. Tears flowed down my face. She called "Encore" in a low voice, and did not raise her hands like the others, shouting red-faced. Every word of "Encore" seems to be a murmur, and it also seems to be the voice of the heart. Tearing the wound deep in her heart, the still unhealed wound was stained red with blood again.

Blake Lively knew that she shouldn't be here, and her reason and emotion told herself: It's all over, she shouldn't be in Evan Bell's life again, no matter what Evan Bell will be. How, but she will get hurt herself. And she was already scarred, and she didn't want to continue torturing herself. But she still came, snapped up the concert tickets, and then quietly came to New York, standing under the stage of the concert.

Looking at Evan Bell on stage, Blake Lively knew she wasn't letting go. His eyebrows, his eyes. His lips, his hands, his smile. His words and everything about him are so unfamiliar, yet more familiar, even though more than two months have passed, everything is still so familiar. Originally thought she had forgotten, but she still appeared in Madison Square Garden. When she saw Evan Bell singing on the stage, the wound in her heart was suddenly opened, cruel and direct. The longing in my heart broke through the shackles like this. Running wildly in the bottom of my heart.

She hates him. I hate him for being so free and easy, hate his every move on stage, hate that he still lives like a nobody, hate that he is still as uninhibited and free as before, hate that the scandal between him and Anne Hathaway is flying all over the sky, hate that he can Unharmed and herself so miserable... She hated herself even more. Because she thought she had forgotten him, but she came to New York to watch the concert desperately; because she thought she hated him, but the emotion that was rolling and pulling in her heart was clearly love; because she thought she was strong enough to face this A parting, but she looked at the figure on the stage, but she couldn't turn around. She hates him and hates herself even more.

The concert was extraordinary, but Blake Lively seemed to be standing in another world, where all the noise and noise were isolated. In this world, there was only himself and Evan Bell standing on the stage. She murmured "Encore", hoping that Evan Bell would appear on the stage again and that Evan Bell could see herself. She knew that this kind of self was really sad, and the heartache was still there, reminding her how stupid she was, but she couldn't control it, and the tears fell like this.

With a "boom", the fireworks in the front row of the stage shot out, illuminating Madison Square Garden, which was shrouded in blue dim light. Evan Bell and the extrajudicial fanatics who appeared in the fireworks collectively replaced the commemorative T-shirts for this concert. , the simple and clear design makes people fall in love with this dress in an instant. Pair it with sky blue washed jeans and a pair of bright red Vance round-toed lace-up shoes. Anyone can enjoy dressing up, but it makes the People can't help but shine.

Evan Bell stood at the front of the stage and said with a smile, "Thank you for your 'encore' to let us carry the carnival to the end! "The response from the audience was the screams of undiminished enthusiasm.

The cool sound of the piano keyboard broke through the clamor of shouting, bringing strands of light to the scene shrouded in blue dim light. Before Evan Bell could speak, just the prelude made the heartbeat of the audience suddenly stop, and the screams jumped to another level, frantically breaking through all the blockades. It's "dest"! Unparalleled "Sky Light"!

"After the Great Destruction, you stood there alone. On the edge of a strange land, what were you waiting for. And the disaster still followed, and you cried in your heart, 'Help me', you were helpless. "

Evan Bell's voice is like a ray of sunshine in the midst of the world's destruction. In the endless darkness and endless noise, it rushes out of a road. The desolation between the murmurs of the lyrics is in the voice of Evan Bell. The center is overwhelmingly outlined. This beam of sunlight began to penetrate all the bonds, silently tearing all the darkness to shreds. At this time, the entire Madison Square Garden scene was like a miracle. A ray of light penetrated from every corner in the singing of Evan Bell, illuminating the entire concert interior little by little, dispelling all the Darkness, as if day had come.

"A ray of light from the sky is enough to blind the eyes of all the angels. The sky is split into stars by it. You feel the gravity of God's grace and make you fall into the void, where no one can give you a hug."

Evan Bell, who sang such lyrics, was like an angel radiating light, smashing all darkness and dispelling all obstacles with light. All the audience at the scene had forgotten to shout, and watched in stunned eyes as their eyes brightened a little, until the whole scene was as bright as day. The miracle of nature happened right before our eyes, and the magnificent scene was staged in an incredible way in front of everyone's eyes.

The sky has really come!

"Do you feel cold and helpless? You create hope in vain, but futility is all you have. Remember all this sadness and frustration, then let go, let go!" Evan Bell's voice awakened everyone's body The most primitive power struggled to break through the blockade of the skin, and then burst out. When the "let go" burst out, everyone started to shout, releasing all the energy in their bodies, and shouting heartily towards Evan Bell towards the sky towards the stage.

At this moment, the world trembled for it.

The shouts of 17,000 spectators, the shouts that exhausted all their strength, completely brought out the atmosphere of the song "Sky Light". The power of nature came to the audience at Madison Square Garden at this moment. among. Anxiously venting, enjoying wholeheartedly, and unscrupulously releasing, reached the peak at this moment. The five senses, heartbeat, breathing, and even life are no longer important. The joy and happiness from the depths of the soul are like ten thousand fireworks.

Blake Lively stood there, his mouth slightly open, tears in his heart. In Evan Bell's singing, Blake Lively seemed to see the original picture. Above the vast sky, the sky was divided into an amazing Tai Chi gossip chart, with dark clouds over the village and clear sky for thousands of miles. Then, the sky light appeared. It was their first meeting, that unforgettable road trip.

Tears burst out like this, and Blake Lively felt like she was going to breathe, she hated him, she hated herself; at the same time, she loved him, which made her hate herself even more. why why! In Blake Lively's vague consciousness, UU reading www.uukanshu. com seems to finally understand the reason for her presence here, and also understand that this trip to New York is a complete mistake, if she doesn't want to continue to hate herself, she shouldn't be here. Blake Lively wanted to leave, but she couldn't move. Reason and emotion, at this moment, are on strike, and she seems to be inseparable.

In an instant, all the lights in the audience turned on, making people feel as if they were close to the sun, and all the emotions burst out under this dazzling light.

The picture woven by the melody and the world constructed by the music melted into the light at this moment, and then slowly disappeared.

"Thank you! And, bye!" Evan Bell's voice and all the sights dissipated in the air. All of this is like a mirror image, or more prepared, like a dream that you don't want to wake up from. From the moment I walked into Madison Square Garden, until now, everything was unbelievably perfect.

The first performance of Evan Bell's "first" world tour in New York came to an end, but the shock left in the hearts of every audience could not be dissipated for a long time.

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