Chapter 2498： The audience is boiling

"Can you feel my love?"

Lan Li’s soft and graceful singing sounded softly in his ears, and the hot heart could not help but tremble slightly. Every audience in the audience couldn’t help but nod their heads, flashing eyes with full and tearful eyes firmly locked in blue. Li's figure, and then responded in unison:

"Gerónimo!"

No more words are needed, this is the best response.

After the response, the melody stopped, the singing stopped, and the sound stopped. The brain that lost the ability to think due to overheating also temporarily stopped functioning, just watching Lan Li quietly, slowly waiting for the chaotic noise and surging. When it settles down, the air is still hot and the emotions are still boiling, but no one speaks. They need a little time to savor and miss.

Innocent heart.

It's really been a long time since then.

Many people think that they may never see it again in their entire life, just like when they grow up, they can’t turn back in time to return to their childhood; but they never imagined that in the uninhabited and endless desert, among the countless and endless gravel In, searched it out.

They need a little time to quietly listen to the sound of their heart beating while adjusting their breathing and wheezing.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

That is the heartbeat, and it is also the sound of the heartbeat of the innocent child.

Huh. Huh. Huh.

After three consecutive emotional eruptions, the audience all need to breathe, but even the jagged breaths make their smiles burst into light-because this kind of breath is the result of their collective carnival, just like a child The feeling of skipping class secretly together at that time, only they can understand what happened, and only they can understand the various tastes hidden in it, and a look can re-awaken a smile.

The same goes for Lan Li, who stands in the middle of the stage.

He picked up the guitar and began to lower his head to tune the strings, but the ding-dong chords were just the most basic and simple chords, there was nothing intricate, and all beginners understood the basics, which made the audience relax a little bit. Taking it for granted, Lan Li was just adjusting, and only the fanatical Don Quixote was still watching Lan Li intently, lest he might miss something wonderful with a little shake of his sight.

This group of Don Quixote is correct.

The slender fingers that were tuning the strings danced lightly on the strings, and under the lantern cover, projecting long reflections, like a butterfly dancing.

Then, the melody came together like gurgling water-no longer the passionate rock, but the most familiar... folk songs, it seems that they have heard it before but it seems that they have listened to it for the first time, forever Ballads that will never be outdated but never new.

"Baba... Baba, Baba... Baba."

Following the clear and moving melody, Lan Li just hummed softly. The surging breathing sound of the audience seemed to be becoming the best accompaniment. Because of the passionate and slightly hoarse voice, the humming also brought a little bit. Magnetism, fluttering like smoke and mist, flying up and down in the melody.

"Hello, my original heart (Hello, My-Old-Heart), are you okay? Are you still beating in my chest? I have been worried, you have not moved, almost no longer beating."

The mood, just settle down like this.

Just the first line of lyrics makes people want to cry-"Hello, my original heart", carefully peeled off in the Indio Desert, the original heart of long-lost reappearance, fragile and vicissitudes of life The original heart, the original heart was revealed in the shout of Geronimo, are you okay?

Puff through.

Puff through.

The sound of my heart beating gently echoed in my chest, I couldn't help holding my breath, there was no cheering, no shouting, no jumping, no clapping, just watching Lan Li intently and listening carefully, the gentle and moving singing voice was fine. Moisturize their original intentions carefully.

God, the blue gift bathed in the spotlight is shining.

"Oh, don't leave me here alone, don't tell me, we have grown up, we have loved each other briefly; oh, I don't want to be alone again, I want to find a home, I want to share with you."

The clear guitar strings are surging in the ears, the affectionate singing is kissing the wound of the heart-wounded heart, and the shallow pain is pulling, reawakening those good memories, and those walking corpses. The loneliness and loneliness of the days, I used to think that the big world really only left me alone-without the perseverance of Don Quixote, nor the drunken dreams of the Internet generation, walking in a cold society at a loss, At a loss.

They grew up, but also lonely.

The more crowded the crowd, the narrower the world.

"Hello, my original intention, time has been so long since we waved goodbye; every day a stone is piled up on the wall that was cast for you to make sure you are still safe.

Oh, don’t leave me here alone, don’t tell me, we have grown up, we have loved each other briefly; oh, I don’t want to be alone again, I want to find a home, I want to share with you. "

Tears filled his eyes slowly in this way.

In the blurred vision, you can see Lan Li who is dedicated to singing, telling everyone’s story carefully: he saw them protect themselves strictly, he helped them to remove the heavy armor with his own hands, and he soothed their scarred. The heart of the child, each note, touched the wounds like the magic of the elves.

"Hello, my original intention is whether it is safe and sound, how to put on the shackles. Please don't worry, it is safe inside. You really don't beat anymore, but you will never be broken.

There is no such thing as eternity. Some things are not destined, but you will never find the answer until you release your original intention again. Until... you release your original intention again. "

The eye sockets can no longer carry the weight of tears, and completely burst the embankment.

"Set-Your-Old-Heart-Free", such simple but sincere lyrics, lightly speaks of the heavy Free, and hit everyone's heart fiercely. Then he opened his chest unreservedly and embraced his own freedom.

"Hello, my original intention."

In the blurry tears, the lights drenched.

Lan Li, it is still that Lan Li.

White shirts and blue jeans, without any extra embellishments, stand at the end of the world holding a guitar, and sing like a bard. No fancy lights, no gorgeous clothes, no need for Exaggerated fireworks, a voice is enough to move.

Time flies, washing out the lead, Lan Li is still standing on that stage, even if he is on the top of the world, even if he has countless glory, he still quietly guards his innocent heart and runs wildly on the road of dreams. As a result, the legendary life is just like summer flowers in full bloom.

Then, take off the halo, take off the crown, take off the Chinese clothes, return to the music again, and waved greetings with a smile, "Hello, my original intention."

This is the most romantic and beautiful thing Hope can imagine in the world.

She is so lucky that she can not only stand in the center of the desert and feel the beauty of this moment, but she can also accompany Lan Li through the mountains and rivers.

When the sound of the strings stopped, tears rolled down like broken pearls and burned his cheeks, but Hope did not lift his hand to wipe, but felt the beating of the heart in his chest, and then stubbornly lifted his jaw, strong And stared at Lan Li firmly, followed Lan Li with his own eyes, motionless:

Regardless of the ends of the world, no matter the length of the road, she will follow Lan Li to the end, ten years? Twenty years? Fifty years? She would never turn around.

No regrets in this life.

William Taylor straightened his waist a little. Above the tall and slender figure, he saw the "Eugene" again, the Eugene who was self-doubt because of his faith and because of the killings. He was from the "Pacific War". The story has come to reality. The figure of the elegant gentleman unswervingly stepped towards his dream, and then it was like Forrest Gump running across the United States, with more and more fanatical followers gathered behind him, but "Forrest Gump" It is still "Forrest Gump" and has never wavered.

He is Jacob, he is Adam, he is Cage, he is Henry, he is Ryan, he is Levine, he is Cooper, he is Andrew, he is Owen, he is David... he It's Renly Sebastian Hall, standing at the end of time. He is still the silly boy who traveled across the ocean to chase his dreams in order to become an actor and departed from a hereditary family background.

Stupidly chasing a dream that no one cares about and is hard to achieve.

Everyone says that he is smart, he should make a lot of money, he should be a producer, he should set up a company, he should build an entertainment empire, he should fight against the six major Hollywood studios, and he should re-use his own For more prestige, he should have more.

But people never understand and will never understand that he already has the world.

It is precisely because of this Renly-Hall is just Renly-Hall. No one can become Renly, and no one can copy Renly, even in Hollywood.

William knew that he was lucky and even more happy, not because he followed Ren Li to witness all this, but because he understood the real Ren Li, so he also understood himself and was on his own path in life. , He also owns the world. His happiness does not require the understanding of others.

Standing with his feet on the Indio Desert, the cold of the night was slowly rising from the soles of the feet, but the hot heart could not even notice it.

William burst out with a big smile, staring at Lan Li intently, and whispered, "Hello, my original intention."

The music stopped.

This time it was a real stop. After singing four songs in a row, Lan Li put down his hands and stared at the endless sea of ​​people. The smile at the corner of his mouth rose lightly, and finally fell in the bottom of his eyes, blooming wantonly. The microphone greeted, "Hello, Indio; hello, Pioneer Village."

After a pause, Lan Li's hoarse voice whispered, "Hello, this is Lan Li."