From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

Karen was completely stunned.

Indeed, she had filmed that video; indeed, she had watched that performance countless times on television; indeed, she had chosen to upload it to the forum because she loved it so much; indeed, she had truly witnessed the miracle of that afternoon's birth on the scene.

However, at this moment, Karen was still caught in a storm—

It was different, ultimately still different.

Watching through video could never fully capture the vitality conveyed by the entire performance. Those strings, those performances, those notes rushed towards her with passion and power, making her skin burn, her heart race, and her breathing quicken. Only by mobilizing all five senses to feel, experience, and immerse oneself could one truly touch the soul of the music.

Blazing and dazzling.

Now, Karen realized what she had missed in order to film the video.

She stared intently at each band member's solo and performance, and in the end, she still followed Anson's figure, watching him walk to the snare drum.

Hiss.

Karen couldn't help but hold her breath.

The next second.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

One beat after another, the steady and sonorous drumbeats poured down like a rainstorm, and Anson's soaring and clear voice tore through the layers of melody, igniting the entire audience.

“Oh oh oh oh. Oh oh oh oh!”

Whoa.

Suddenly, Karen stood up, an instinct, a drive and agitation from the depths of her soul, her whole body burning.

A little later, Karen noticed that Blair had also stood up at the first moment. Even though Blair was watching this performance up close for the second time, she still couldn't control her passion and frenzy. The two exchanged a glance, and a smile bloomed wantonly at the corners of their mouths.

As for the others?

They didn't care.

Life is really too short. If they lived constantly caring about the gazes of others, then they would never be able to break free from their shackles and embrace themselves.

So, even if it was the "Tonight Show", so what?

They were ready to enjoy this moment to the fullest. Even if they were forever blacklisted by the program, it didn't matter. Happiness bloomed and blossomed in their minds like the Fourth of July fireworks display.

Raising their hands high, jumping wildly, using their bodies to feel the drumbeats, feel the rhythm, feel the notes—

This was true immersion.

So, music really has a soul.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

That was the sound of the soul burning and life blossoming.

Fortunately, Blair and Karen were not alone.

The whole audience exploded.

No one was an exception, literally no one.

The passion burning in their blood made their bodies uncontrollably agitated, they had to cheer, they had to jump, this was the only way to vent their agitation.

So, when they saw two figures standing up and demonstrating the correct way to immerse themselves in the music, the others couldn't control themselves and stood up reflexively.

Clap. Clap. Clap.

Consciously, unconsciously, the whole audience was applauding, jumping, and intoxicated. The drumsticks seemed to hit the heart hard, and the surging energy was released without reservation, rushing to the peak in one go, their minds blank, with only passion burning.

At this moment, the studio was transformed into a concert venue.

And then—

It stopped abruptly.

The band ended the performance with a crisp and neat rest, stopping abruptly at the peak, in a state of fullness, allowing the moment to be fixed as eternity.

The heart exploded.

The entire studio was boiling, applause, whistles, and cheers gathered together.

Jay Leno also stood up, shaking his head repeatedly, a smile blooming on his lips, looking at the four people in front of him in disbelief.

Ah, ah ah!

Karen was screaming, forgetting herself. She couldn't believe that she had clearly experienced everything on the scene, but it wasn't until now that she seemed to have truly appreciated the live performance. Only now did she know what she had "missed" at the time.

Fortunately, everything was compensated today, appreciating this performance again in its original flavor, one hundred percent.

This was the correct way to open "Wake Me Up".

Cheers, jumps, applause, every cell in Karen's body was screaming.

Ah… …

The lingering cheers completely surrounded the small stage, becoming more and more intense, rising steadily, and lingering continuously in a 360-degree manner, unable to stop at all, creating an illusion that the whole world was shaking in an instant.

Turning his head, Anson could see Miles' bright and excited face, quietly watching the crowd in front of him, and he could find the fervent enthusiasm in his eyes; he could also see Lily standing there blankly, seemingly losing her ability to react, her eyes filled with unbelievable astonishment.

And also, Connor.

Poor Connor hung his head in embarrassment, trying to hide his panic.

Anson patted Connor on the shoulder with some concern. Connor fumbled and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, mumbling vaguely to defend himself, "I'm not crying. I'm not crying."

It was just that the wetness on the back of his hand betrayed the truth.

Anson also felt a lot of emotion, because he knew the feeling of embracing a dream but having to give up, and he also knew the bitterness and melancholy of standing in the mud and looking up at the stars.

Perhaps, for him, this was a beautiful accident; but for them, it was a sudden turn for the better after complete abandonment and complete despair.

Roar!

Roar roar roar!

The applause in the studio was endless, sweeping in like a tsunami.

Without a doubt, this was a sensational moment. The entire "Tonight Show" program team came out in full force, never expecting that the scene on the streets of Manhattan would also be staged in the studio.

Then, Anson saw Hayden.

In the crowd, Hayden and Ewan McGregor stood side by side. Because of their height advantage, they stood out from the crowd, easily breaking into Anson's sight.

Although Hayden did not accept an interview, it seemed that he also came to the program today to visit the set, and now he came out with Ewan to join in the fun.

However, Hayden was also stunned.

They didn't expect that their reunion would be in such a situation. Because it was too unexpected and too sudden, neither of them had time to react.

In the midst of the noise and heat, those noises hit their eardrums hard, but the two friends felt a silence between their intertwined gazes, briefly pressing the pause button.

Jay Leno's voice came from his ear, "Welcome, welcome! Welcome to 'The Tonight Show', ladies and gentlemen, let us welcome Anson Wood, Lily Watkins, Miles Anderson, and Connor Jenkes with applause."

This was the signal for the program to continue.

Thus.

Anson showed Hayden a smile, his eyes clearly saying: Long time no see.

Then, without waiting for a response, Anson had already put down his instrument and walked towards the main stage.

Hayden was stunned.

He tried to open his mouth to say hello, but was instantly drowned out by the surging cheers at the scene, and had no choice but to swallow his words, standing there somewhat at a loss.

In the crowd, his eyes and expression could not be seen clearly.