Great Artist

This is a charcoal black stage, reminiscent of the world's Formula One (F1) racing track. There are more than 100 yards from the left end of the stage to a section. When the whole stage was shrouded into a steamer.

Standing at the front of the stage, the line of sight looked straight for a few miles away, the misty heat from the sky shot straight into the sky, all the whites, blacks, browns, reds, and greens were mixed together, but because of the dazzling and shining lights, they all turned into There was a bright light, and the pit area for the spectator cars on the left also became a paradise for the audience at this time. Countless heads of people were laid out in front of them, forming a dense sea of ​​people. The sea of ​​people is vast, the kind of majesty that can't be seen at a glance, stretches infinitely in front of the eyes, and wherever the line of sight reaches, it is filled with heads.

Stands, racetracks, rest areas, 130,000 people crowded the vast track.

The lights on the stage suddenly went out, and all the noise settled out of the air. The sky, which had been dyed navy blue by the lights, slowly turned back to black. Only the big screens on both sides of the stage and the advertising lights in the pit stop area The cards are flashing.

The drums sounded, and the audience realized that the performance was not over yet, and Evan Bell appeared!

The cheers that had been muted just now because of the daze broke out again. Everyone raised their right hands, clasped their middle and ring fingers with their thumbs, and pointed their index and little fingers proudly to the sky. The spirit of "rock and roll" penetrated into all the audience. in the blood.

The guitar sound and bass sound were added to the drum beat. In the shock that made people's blood flow, Evan Bell stepped onto the stage calmly. Every step firmly stepped on the stage, and the familiar shock came from the cheers of the audience, through the medium of the stage, and entered Evan Bell's body bit by bit, as if he had never left generally. Every time I stand on this stage, I will make Evan Bell feel once again how much I love it.

When Evan Bell walked to the center of the stage, all the music stopped, and then the fantastic sound of grinding discs quietly entered the prelude to the song. It was only the first eight beats, and all the rock music fans in the audience fell into a frenzy, and all the screams were overwhelming. It was already 1:30 in the morning, but the singers who had been crazy for more than seven hours still seemed to have endless energy in their bodies, and when Evan Bell appeared, they completely burst out.

"I have collapsed, and fear is pouring in like a tide; the cold wind is on my face, rushing past my skin, looking for an exit that can enter your heart and break through this catastrophe. Let's go, give up the original home: let's go , leave this familiar everything, you are not alone!"

Evan Bell opens with his song "Never Walk Alone" with Linkin Park

With Evan Bell's clear and slightly hoarse voice, it was already past midnight, and the hoarseness in his voice became more obvious, the kind of soul-stirring charm in the dark night, through the microphone, Through the melody, through the air, it spreads into everyone's body like a virus. No one can resist, and the blood begins to heat up little by little. It opens with the melody, starts to boil, and explodes at any time. general risk.

When Evan-Bell sang the chorus, finally some audience couldn't bear it any longer. Everyone was beating in place with excitement, cluster after cluster, like the windy sea, the waves undulating, Although not intense, it is like a miracle of nature, showing the magnificence it deserves in front of the eyes.

At this moment, Evan Bell, who disappeared for nearly two months and reappeared, gave everyone the initial surprise that only lasted for a while. After the music started, everyone instinctively integrated into the music and began to enjoy the music. The joy and excitement it brings.

After the song was over, Evan Yibel only shouted, "Give me a shout." The audience was thunderous, and the shocking sound even surpassed the enthusiasm of the whole night. Everyone put the last bit of energy in their bodies. It broke out and brought the atmosphere to another brand new **.

There is no unnecessary dialogue, the drum beats, and the bass's voice starts quickly "This week has been really bad, seven days of torture, seven days of hardship. My girlfriend cheated on me and left with someone else, she is now California time, but now it's time for me to quit her!" The second song is one of Evan Bell's classics, "Tonight Tonight". In an instant, everyone was jumping in place because it was party time! The blood in the 〖body〗 has reached the boiling point, and then began to burn. When the lyrics of "We'll be together, just tonight, tonight" came to mind, the audience shouted "Tonight Tonight" in unison, and everyone jumped to the same rhythm.

The voices of 130,000 people were connected together, the movements of 130,000 people were integrated, and the entire Nürburgring began to tremble slightly. Shaking his head frantically, he entered the moment of ecstasy.

The hot sweat was continuously swept out, scattered in the air, evaporated into water vapor, and then dissipated in the air. Drop by drop, all the water vapor gathered together, and a boundless mist filled the scene, like gunpowder smoke. At this time, even if there is an earthquake, no one will notice, because they are creating vibrations, they are creating smoke, and they are creating carnivals.

The carnival atmosphere also spread to the stage. Epner-Alfred had the brightest smile on his face, closed his eyes, shook his head frantically to the beat of his own drum, and his silver-white hair was streaked in the air... Out of a brilliant trajectory, sweat flying wantonly in the air.

Diego Ramos and Andre Lindbergh came together and played the guitar face to face. The high-pitched melody sent waves of sound through the air through the sound.

Callisto-Ramos stood beside Evan Bell, and the two leaned on their backs. Callisto-Ramos fiddled with the bass's fingers in a steady and powerful rhythm, but the shaking of the body entered the carnival time. And Evan Bell's right hand holding the microphone was already flushing red, and those azure blue eyes had broken through the blockade of the eyelashes, bursting with unparalleled excitement, joining the madness of the audience .

No one cares if the performance goes wrong, the instinct of love for music in the body is directing the brain. A live band that really shines will not be prone to mistakes because of nervousness, but will be extremely loud because of the heat of the scene. These five young people on stage who have been together for no more than a week,

It is just like this, in the performance of Wangqing, the best state of practice is constantly heating up, bringing the scene one bō and one bō of **.

When the "Tonight Tonight" performance ended, everyone couldn't stop, and they were still jumping in place, their minds were blank, and they just instinctively captured the rhythm in the air, just in "Hello, cold. When the melody of "The World" sounded, and in the prelude, everyone screamed frantically. Even if their voices were hoarse and couldn't shout, they opened their mouths and squeezed out the air in their lungs to their heart's content. in a one-of-a-kind event.

They must do this, because only by releasing the dry heat in their hearts, the endless heat in their blood will not burn and they will not explode. The accumulated emotions in the ōng tune are released with the music, and also burst out with the shouting. All are releasing, exploding. The shouts of 130,000 people, in the deafening music, became the sixth member of the band, and joined the drum beats of Abner-Alfred to become the most natural and exciting rhythm.

This soaring heat caused the oxygen factors in the air to burst one by one, igniting every corner of the Nürburgring, and a raging fire was ignited in the air that was invisible to the naked eye. Even the word "cold world" in the response of 130,000 people dispelled all the coldness of the world, creating the most frenetic moment in the world.

"Nurburgring, good evening!" Evan's roaring voice sounded over the track after the music ended.

The three songs in a row almost evaporated all the oxygen in the scene, and everyone felt that the brain was deprived of oxygen and was about to suffocate, and couldn't help but take a deep breath. The kind of shock that melts into the blood makes people feel hooked even if they lack oxygen. This is called live, this is called rock, and this is called music.

Looking at the simple black shirt, black denim kù, and black and white plaid round-toed cloth shoes standing on the stage, he greeted the audience with sweat profusely. At this time, everyone came to their senses, UU reading www.uukanshu.com that is Evan Bell, who has disappeared from the public eye since the slander incident, and disappeared for fifty days!

No one will deny Evan-Bell's talent, no one will question Evan-Bell's on-site skills, and no one will doubt Evan-Bell's stage control. The rock fans at the scene may not be simply Evan Bell's song mí, but they are absolutely surrendered to the real good rock musicians, just like a kind of totem belief, unswerving.

When they saw Evan-Bell, everyone was stunned, but after seeing the scene of Evan-Bell, everyone came back to their senses. I don't know who shouted the first "Evan Bell!" Then it became a "Evan Bell! Evan Bell! Evan Bell!" The overwhelming momentum seemed to welcome the king's return. generally.

At this moment, there was a flame running in Evan Bell's chest. This is what he has been looking for. This group of strangers who cheered and cheered for him because of their love for music are the best soulmates in the world. The excitement, their jumping, their fiery, and their madness make this stage different.

The cries of "Evan-Bell" resounded through the sky, and the return stage of 130,000 people was perhaps the best, most showy and most unique return stage in the world. ! .