Superstar

Pedro trot all the way to the entrance of the alley, looking at the vehicles coming and going on the road, and seeing an oil tanker driving from a distance, he immediately showed an expression of excitement, "Alfonso, Alfonso Suo, count down tens of seconds, ten seconds."

Alfonso immediately turned on all the recording equipment and pointed it at the entrance of the alley. Pedro ran towards his instrument while waving his right hand.

The alley fell into silence for a while, and some small sounds could be heard faintly coming from afar, just like the earth coming from outer space. The vibration that only whales can feel makes the slightest sound in the air. The dust flew gently. Alfonso tied the microphone to a drying rack and stretched it far toward the entrance of the alley. Everyone turned their heads to look at the entrance of the alley, and then the roar of the engine could be heard slowly. Rumbling...Rumbling..." The whole voice whizzed from low to high, and was approaching in a blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a huge oil tanker approaching at low speed. The roar filled my ears, causing the eardrums to vibrate slightly. Alfonso pulled the microphone pole back bit by bit, and then I saw the oil. There were more than a dozen cars, taxis, cars, and police behind the tanker. The car drove past slowly, and the sound of the shocking engine made the air gradually boil.

Finally, Alfonso took the microphone back. After the traffic at the entrance of the alley passed by, there was a lingering aftertaste. The red light not far away lit up again, and the noise in the alley once again settled down. The silence only paused for two beats, and then I heard Hugo’s voice grow out of the microphone, "One, two, three!" A rest, and then the singing came out, "Lah...drip," La la la la la la la la la……"

The melodious humming sound reverberated in the short silence around, and the thin echo danced on the irregular brick wall of the alley. There was a long-lasting echo that could not be dissipated, and then Hugo lifted it up. He struck his hands and beat the beat, but this time there was only the main beat, which was concise and clean. Then Hugo hummed again. This time Fujin's drums joined in, and the whole rhythm began to gradually become full.

The five members of the glory to the death have already hummed, "La...dila la, la la la... la... la la..." The ordinary women standing on the residential building also joined in one after another. In the line of beats, the children on the side beat the trash can with sticks. The simple and heavy rhythm unexpectedly collided with the sound of clank in the alley!

The momentum of the whole beat continued to rise, everyone became more and more excited with Hugo's humming, the middle-aged black woman standing on the fire escape, the housewife drying clothes on the top floor, and the decadence drinking beer on the balcony. Uncle...Everyone started to applaud passionately to the rhythm of the band.

"Lah...drip, slap! slap! Lalala... slap, slap! Lalala... slap... slap! Slap!"

All the sounds were received clearly by the microphone. Alfonso, who was standing by, turned a little louder towards the microphone of the drum kit. Fujin’s fierce and powerful drum beats were like waves, wave after wave, tirelessly. The ground swept over, turning this poor street into the most wonderful stage in the world!

"When Rome fell, we were the lions released from the arena! We will also be like an antidote to save all the poisoned people. We are the symbol of the new era!"

Amidst the surging rhythm, Hugo played the acoustic guitar on his shoulders-because Alfonso wanted to take care of the coordination of the microphone, the guitar came back to Hugo again today. He has a calm voice, a majestic and powerful voice. The hot breath erupted from the dantian, the thick and powerful aura trembling slightly in the air, suppressing all the surrounding noise.

"Just tonight, the fox will hunt the hounds, and everything will be over at this moment. In fact, long before this started, we had won!"

The whole alley was boiling at this time. People stood by the window, whistling, and then agitating their hands, dancing to the melody, watching the black aunt on the fire escape's forgetful dance, rain The smile at the corner of Guo's mouth was outlined in this way, and the passion hidden in her voice was slowly released, and sparks were gradually rubbed against the space, causing the temperature to rise little by little.

"Wild us..." Hugo's long tail sound released the energy in this way, and the sun began to dance wildly on the strings of the piano, and the hot sparks burst out in sight like a volcano, in the alley. There are only a dozen ordinary residents. At this time, they have created a strong momentum of thousands of people, echoing endless echoes, making the eardrums follow the drums of Fujin to play wildly, "Like a young volcano. Full of potential and explosive power! Wild us... Whether it is an American or a foreigner! Do you want to have even the slightest beauty?"

At this moment, the whole alley is boiling, and the powerful drums let everyone enjoy it. All the trivial sounds in the air collide in the melody, the sound of the washing machine running, the curse noises. , The hunting sound of the wind blowing the sheets, the sound of the faucet being opened, the sound of breathing that gradually became heavy because of the excessive dance, the sound of children starting to scream out of control because of the excessive excitement... Countless sounds full of life Involved in the melody, a tornado was formed, covering the clouds and the sun! It was like a real volcanic eruption, and the blood began to boil.

Suddenly, there was another turbulent engine roaring on the road, and the roar became the strongest and densest drumbeat, raising the melody by a step, and all the members followed Hugo to the death of glory. The imposing singing voice began to jump, the bumpy stones on the ground made their footsteps look very messy, and the sound of shoe soles rubbing against the stones added to the noisy sound, but the melody began to tremble slightly, like an earthquake when a volcano erupted. The attack is general.

"Wild us..." After Hugo finished singing, he raised his hands and pressed down forcefully. All the performances of glory to death disappeared suddenly, but the carnival of everyone in the alley continued, scattered. The sound of footsteps, applause, and gasp mixed with the roar of the engine on the highway, not only did not appear noisy, but compared with just now, there was a more life-like quiet breath, making everyone involuntarily gasp With roughness.

Everyone looked at Hugo seriously. Whether it was the children playing or the friendly residents watching upstairs, including bystanders who joined after the music started, they all turned their attention to Hugo. Everyone I held my breath, lest my little movement would break the balance of the scene, even the movement couldn't help stiffening in place, as if time and space had stopped in an instant.

Then everyone saw Hugo suddenly lift his hands up, and breathing started again, "Wild us!" everyone sang in unison, Hugo sang again after everyone’s voices. , "We are wild..." This pure natural duet made the surrounding brick walls vibrate, and the flying dust danced wildly in the sunlight.

After the end of the trailing sound, there was a momentary pause, causing the heart to suddenly lock, but just for a moment, Hugo's whole body suddenly jumped up, and Fujin, who was paying close attention to Hugo's every move, almost At the same time, the drum beats, "Wild us!" Hugo's deep voice once again pushed the energy to a new high, and the instruments in the hands of everyone in the glory to death played again, and the whole world was driven in one fell swoop. .

"Like young volcanoes! Wild us, whether Americans or foreigners, do you want to have even the slightest charm?"

I saw Hugo flapping his hands constantly, and all the residents on both sides of the alley joined the melody carnival again, jumping, twisting, singing and laughing in place, and the children’s laughter became clearer. The ground was included, and Hugo began to hum again in harmony with the melody, "La...dip lala..."

There is no need for Hugo's command at all. Everyone followed Fujin’s drums to beat the rhythm again. The magnificent momentum broke through the clouds in an instant, sweat flew in the sun, passion boiled in the air, madness ran in the alleys, happiness was in Wandering in the melody... This is the most primitive happiness of music, which makes people enjoy the carnival simply because of the notes, and it is vented heartily at this moment.

This is an ordinary alley, there is no formal concert venue ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ nor surrounded by turbulent crowds, and no professional recording studio. This is just an ordinary living area, and the glory is to die here. The performance is not only irregular, it can even be said to be cheap. However, the enthusiasm vented in the melody just now comes from the enthusiasm of life, simple but boiling, simple but sincere, pure but hot.

When a piece of music was recorded, Hugo and the others did not confirm the recording effect immediately, but bowed to the audience to express their gratitude, and then high-five with the children in front of them. Everyone's face was filled with The simplest happiness is a stage with only a dozen people watching, but it is filled with all the emotions of Hugo and others. The extreme sense of catharsis makes the heart very happy. The members of Glory to Death can’t wait to hug each other even more. Even if the recording effect is lower than expected, it doesn’t matter, because on this road, they finally regained the persistence and passion that belonged to Glory to Death. This is the most important thing. important.

The black aunt upstairs couldn't help blowing a whistle, "Young man, I think you are outstanding. It has been a long time since no one can make me dance." This teasing made all the residents on both sides of the alley laugh.

At this time, Neil had time to walk over, picked up the headset, and heard the recording effect just now: performance is one thing, enjoyment is one thing, but the recording effect is another matter. If there is too much noise, or The sound quality is too bad, so Hugo's great idea is only flashy after all.