From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

Connor was waiting, eagerly and excitedly. He couldn't remember the last time he had looked forward to a performance and enjoyed it so much.

But at this moment, he could feel the joy and happiness in every cell of his body, completely immersed in the happiness of the performance.

Not because there were more and more onlookers, but because they were completely immersed in it. It had nothing to do with the number of people. They could feel the emotions in the music, they could revel with the band, they could release themselves in the music, and then, he and they became one.

Connor looked at Miles, full of joy.

Then, finally—

"Connor!"

Connor heard his name, exchanged a glance with Miles, and like a relay race, completed the handover, stepping forward.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Ting, ting, ting.

The clear and rapid guitar strings poured down like a summer rainstorm, but it didn't make people afraid. Instead, it made people want to open their arms and embrace the clear blue sky, instantly returning to their childhood, wearing rain boots and raincoats, rushing into the rain to step in puddles without hesitation.

Miles and Anson were not idle. They used the strings of the cello and guitar respectively to complete the ensemble. It could be clearly felt that Connor was entering a state of excitement.

Turning around, Connor looked at Miles. The two of them smiled at each other. Their eyes met, and the ensemble of cello and guitar was completely intertwined. You looked at me, I looked at you, and the back-and-forth performance collision was like a four-handed piano duet, completely releasing the charm of the melody.

Roar.

Heh.

On the scene, exclamations came one after another.

They did not expect the charm of the cello, and even more did not expect the charm of the instrumental performance. Applause and cheers burst out involuntarily.

Then, Connor turned around and looked at the keyboard next to him, who was waiting anxiously.

"Lily!"

Lily also felt it. Music is a melody flowing from the depths of the soul. It does not lie, and it can often overcome many obstacles to complete communication, connecting souls of different ages, genders, countries, and cultures, even if it is just a first meeting, they can resonate.

Clang clang, clang clang clang.

The melody of the black and white keys was a burst of flowing clouds and flowing water, dazzling, and bursting out with magnificent energy in the铿锵,浩瀚铺满 the entire world.

Fingertips, dancing.

Smile, blooming.

Lily raised her head and looked at the three little friends. Anson's guitar was the first to join in, followed by Connor's guitar and Miles' cello. With the keyboard as the protagonist, different string sounds were intertwined and collided with each other, with a majestic momentum, and it actually had a posture of a symphony.

The perfect combination of skill and emotion.

This is a carnival.

In the spotlight, Anson stepped out—

However, this was not Anson's solo moment. He stood diagonally opposite Lily and Connor, forming a triangular shape. The guitar strings led Lily and Connor to complete the ensemble together. The melody became more and more exciting, the rhythm became more and more rapid, and even Miles' cello became more and more surging.

Step. Step. Step.

Anson began to stomp his feet, stomping hard on the ground with his left foot, and Connor and Lily also joined his ranks, hitting the beat in the simplest and most primitive way.

However, this bright and hot energy spread out little by little, and this unknown little corner was gathering more and more people.

Not sure when it started, the inner three layers and the outer three layers were crowded with people, blocking the place. It was impossible to accurately judge with just the eyes—

One hundred people? Two hundred people? Five hundred people?

Or more?

However, does this matter?

Not at all.

Anson turned around, Miles reappeared in front of everyone, and a burst of rapid string sounds frantically output, and you could even see sweat bursting open under the sun. Before he had time to breathe, he saw Miles looking up at Anson, his eyes bright, and all eyes looked over.

Anson had returned to his original position, standing behind the snare drum, holding drumsticks.

Finally!

Until now, people finally understood why Anson chose the snare drum position—

Bang!

The drumstick fell!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One sound, then another, and then, Connor, Lily, and Miles all joined Anson's ranks, matching the drumbeat, and singing loudly together.

"Oh oh oh oh. Oh oh oh oh!"

Matching the melody, matching the drumbeat, singing to your heart's content, as if this is the end of the dream, as if this is the end of the world, without reservation.

The answer is out—

Enjoy together, jump together, sing together.

Blair was the first, not caring about other people's opinions, but now people finally understand that Blair is the correct way to watch the performance.

Jumping, singing.

The whole audience was boiling, no one could be an exception.

They followed Anson's rhythm, "Oh oh oh oh. Oh oh oh oh!"

Simple chords, catchy, and they understood it all at once, without worries or shame, forgetting themselves and shaking their heads to join in.

Dong! Dong! Dong.

One after another, the drumbeats slammed heavily on the heart, and the distinct and vivid melody roared in the ears, giving the soul wings to soar into the sky.

Crazy, crazy, completely crazy.

In New York, on the streets, in this city where there is no time to eat because of being busy, people are at this moment—releasing their true selves for a short moment, bravely facing their dreams, bravely reveling, bravely singing and dancing, standing under the sun, embracing freedom and happiness.

From string sounds to key sounds to drumbeats, the level of the melody became richer and richer, and the excitement of emotions became more and more magnificent. The volcano could finally no longer be restrained.

Outbreak!

Just break out like this, without exception.

Screams, cheers, songs, applause, a full-scale blowout.

New York, because of this corner, temporarily pressed the pause button, at this moment, forgetting oneself and forgetting life, just grasping the happiness of the moment, blooming wantonly.

Then—

Anson threw the drumsticks high, and there was a burst of screams and cheers around him.

Connor, Lily, and Miles sang in unison.

"Wake me up when it's all over…" (Note 1)

And Anson sang to his heart's content, "Oh… Oh!" High notes, flying freely, igniting all the last energy in the surging blood and excitement.

"When I'm wiser and I'm older…"

Anson no longer held back, "When I'm wiser and I'm older…" An octave! Two octaves!

Emotions, exploded.

In the wantonness and splendor of letting go, the hearts of the entire audience also burned with Anson's singing, and one or two were like crazy people who had lost their minds, crying, laughing, singing, dancing, and no one cared about the eyes of the people around them, immersed in their own thoughts and releasing themselves to their heart's content.

"Been searching for myself…"

Anson looked at the three young people in front of him, and the four sang together, "Never knew I was lost."

Turning around, Anson raised his hands high—

Without communication, there was a tacit understanding, and the entire audience looked at Anson, listening to Anson's command.

Clap!

The applause on the scene was the drum set, and they became the fifth band member, completing an incredible ensemble with Miles, Connor, and Lily with applause.

Clap!

Anson once, the audience's neat applause cooperated, just like the band cooperation that has experienced thousands of hammers and hundreds of refinements, stirring up unparalleled momentum.

The streets of New York presented an incredible scene, and the pace of time seemed to completely stop on this street.

Note 1: Wake me up — Avicii (hoppipolla - version)

Fourth update.