The Greatest Showman

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Dengdengdeng, Dengdengdeng!

The high-fives were still stirring in unison, the vast desert trembled, the stars all over the sky shone, and the stormy waves were surging. Then the melody became faster and stronger, and finally climbed to an extreme peak. The excitement and excitement climbed to a whole new level in this way, hoarse and exhausted, but the sounds and movements could not stop, but continued continuously, like inertia.

"boom!"

Melody drew a rest, the lights went out again, and Renly turned to leave.

Encore, it's over.

The music festival is over.

No one wants to end tonight's carnival, and no one wants to let this perfect night end, but everything is too good and too bright to end the Pioneer Village Music Festival with a "voyage", the passion/passion really touches When it hits the sky, and even breaks out, this is an impeccable full stop.

Despite the end, despite the reluctance, despite the melancholy, no one stopped the curtain from ending.

Thoughts are still floating on the top of the clouds, the joy and wanton of free soaring fills my chest, I can't feel the pull of gravity for a long time, that kind of confidence and satisfaction, that kind of happiness and joy, even in the face of all kinds of difficulties. Risk, they also believe that they can continue to move forward.

The performance is over, but the high five is still not over.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

"Sail!"

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

"Sail!"

In the audience of half a million people, no one left, no one turned around, and no one even realized that everything was over. They still stood there jumping, high-fiving, and singing. The voice from the bottom of my heart officially shouted the declaration.

"Sail!"

William roared as hard as he could, snarling at Graham, and then Graham could be seen snarling back red-faced.

One sound, another sound.

The roars between the two rose alternately, blending in with the surrounding shouts, turning their eyes around, you could see similar faces in every corner, with blue veins bursting out, roaring in ecstasy, and there was no time to wipe the cheeks. Embarrassed, he just laughed happily and wantonly.

Happiness is so pure and simple.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

The boiling blood made them continue to shout, not only William and Graham, not only Guy and the young man on the little dune, but also Rooney, and Paul and Ryan, and Arthur And Edith, as well as the tens of thousands of land boating messengers present, called out to the North Star, who guided the way forward, with the simplest and most sincere cry to convey the excitement and excitement in their hearts——

It's Renly who lights up their world; it's Renly who inspires them; it's Renly who makes life bearable. At this moment, they are standing on the desert and set sail.

"Master!"

This is passion and it is faith.

The mighty and vigorous cheers circled for a long time and did not disperse all night.

Even though the performance was over, the audience continued to shout for nearly two hours, just like that, they shouted "Young Master", and the crowd slowly and slowly began to disband, but the shouting and cheering were still raging and hot. Continuing to roll, the gurgling heat wave created an effect comparable to magma, blowing towards the face.

Waiting for the blood to cool down a little, the cold and ravages of the desert began to invade, but the harsh environment did not make people pessimistic, instead, people who gathered together in twos and threes continued to revel, which was destined to be pessimistic. Will be a sleepless night.

In every corner, you can see the figure dancing and dancing, the excitement and excitement between the eyebrows are beyond words, discussing the album "Icarus", discussing the last song "Voyage", discussing the brilliance of the Pioneer Village Music Festival, Discussing bits and pieces of the past three days, discussing Renly being a part of their lives...

The music festival is over, but the follow-up story has only just begun.

What is certain is that, just like Woodstock, the story that happened in this desert will be passed down by word of mouth and will be staged in real life.

Whether it is returning to the original intention, setting sail, or sailing on land, all will be reflected in all aspects of society, transformed into the spiritual wealth of this group of participants, affecting an entire generation, and will also affect the transformation of the entire society. .

Because this is just the beginning, the Pioneer Village Music Festival will continue, and the Don Quixote channel will be launched soon. The long life that belongs to them has just begun, and the story has just begun.

"Sail!"

When Renly changed into a dry outfit and reappeared, it was already past three in the morning local time, and the cold wind seemed to usher in the winter, but the music festival scene was still crowded and lively, and there was no enthusiasm for talking. No loss, even more energy burst out.

zizi.

The phone vibrated slightly, took it out, and glanced down, it was Matthew.

A picture, and a text message—

The picture is two books placed together, "Ten Days Talk" and "Moby Dick"; the text message is "This is the beginning of misfortune".

The smile at the corner of Renly's mouth rose involuntarily, and he quickly replied, "I think it should be the beginning of happiness."

Withdrawing the phone, raising your eyes, the tired mood just relaxes.

Wherever you can see, you can truly and deeply feel the surging passion and enthusiasm. This is the best and happiest life in life.

Paul Walker, Ryan Gosling, Jake Gyllenhaal, Scarlett Johansson, Jessica Chastain and many other friends warmly welcomed the return of Renly. They were full of joy that could not be expressed in words. Hugs, sincere thanks and blessings.

And, of course, Arthur and Edith, and Andre and Eaton. London and New York, hereditary aristocrats and Hollywood celebrities, friends of Renly really come together to raise a glass.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, they also decided to set up a tent like young people, then light a bonfire and talk all night - how many opportunities can there be?

The crowd dispersed, and in the end only Renly and Rooney remained.

Turning his head, Renly threw a shallow smile at Rooney, but saw Rooney staring at him with bright eyes, without speaking, just tilting her head quietly, staring at herself quietly.

Renly raised his eyebrows and cast an inquiring gaze: What's wrong?

Rooney shook her head, did not speak, but showed a big smile, took a step forward, and embraced Renly with open arms.

Renly thought that Rooney, like other friends, was expressing her thanks with a hug, but she didn't expect that Rooney didn't let go, she just hugged quietly, the atmosphere was slightly strange, Renly looked down at the man in her arms. Rooney.

Before he could speak, Rooney stopped him, "Shh."

Rooney pressed her chin against Renly's chest, raised her head and stared at Renly's eyes, full of stars, her cheeks were slightly flushed, her brows were a little tired, but her eyes were still bright, such Renly was as beautiful as A bunch of bluegrass, and then she could see her own reflection in those eyes, and her cheeks couldn't help but flush slightly.

But Rooney still didn't look away, just whispered, "Thank you for letting me meet you, because you let me see the most beautiful scenery in the world, and let me feel the happiest sweetness in the world. I know, I'm not perfect, and you're not perfect, but you made me whole."

Renly's eyes were also slightly shy, he was still not used to these sweet words after all, but then he noticed Rooney's slightly dodging eyes, obviously more restrained than himself, which made Renly feel prank again. When she came out, she stared at Rooney intently with wide eyes. The sight alone was enough to make her melt. The scorching gaze made Rooney's cheeks fly with two blushes, which were so hot that they almost burned.

Rooney immediately realized that Renly was doing it on purpose, wrinkled her nose, and expressed a "strong protest" towards Renly, but her shy eyes did not move away, and she stared at Renly stubbornly and firmly.

"I know things won't be easy, I'm too stubborn, you're too proud, we're both too ego, our ideas are too firm, after the love period, we may start a cold war, and then hurt each other, but no one Willing to compromise; but I clearly understand that my life is incomplete without you."

Word by word, Rooney expressed her thoughts with unprecedented seriousness and sincerity. Although she was a little shy and embarrassed, it was as if she was standing naked in the public. The sense of vulnerability and shame made her a little at a loss, but her eyes But he did not waver, and met Renly's eyes firmly.

The curvature of the corner of Renly's mouth rose shallowly, and he finally opened his mouth - that hoarse voice with a thick nasal tone betrayed his deep exhaustion, which is why Rooney never let Renly speak. After performing all night, Renly's voice was exhausted, as was his body and mind.

"Then what about the principle of 'not going to date the same person two days in a row'?" The hoarse voice slid lightly across Rooney's chest like a feather, with a hint of teasing and joking, in an instant Rooney's cheeks were hot, but she still gave Renly a stubborn look.

"Haha." Renly laughed lightly, then hugged Rooney into his arms, bent down, and approached Rooney's ear, the light breath slid past her ear, soft and sensitive, and Rooney could be clearly seen with the naked eye. The roots of her ears were dyed red, and the small details revealed her inner emotions.

"I'm very happy that you gave up your principles."

The whisper-like voice made Rooney's knees soften a little, and she leaned against Renly's chest, almost speechless.

There was a smile in Renly's eyes, and then he said, "Deep down, I know that you are the right one."

Not "I love you", but better than "I love you", because Renly and Rooney both know that a relationship is bound to experience ups and downs, and that simple confession can't carry the weight of life at all, they will argue, They will fight, they will hurt each other, but they will not let go easily.

Deep down, they can both find their own shadows in each other's souls.

Rooney was a little annoyed, she was the one who teased/pulled Renly, but she was the one with weak knees? It's not fair!

Rooney gritted her teeth and stood up straight, pulling a little distance away, squinting her eyes and looking up and down Renly, "Gentleman, I think we need to keep a little distance, I don't want to be known by others now?"

"...Hey! You were the one who came first!" Ren Li widened his eyes and couldn't believe his ears. "So, are you going to run away with your pants on?"

There seems to be something wrong with the words.

Rooney's eyes filled with a smile, she stood up straight and left Renly's arms, proud

She blinked, "You should know that women in the new era are no longer subordinate to men, right?" Then Rooney turned around, supported her left hand, and made a teapot shape, like a gentleman inviting ladies to hold hands Generally, an invitation is issued.

Renly laughed cheerfully, but didn't care too much, took Rooney's arm, and asked shyly, "Where are we going now? Gentleman."

"How about a walk with me? Let's take a look at the magnificent country in front of you!" Rooney said imposingly, and then strode forward.

After the show, the desert is still noisy, far from the wild space of the city, allowing people to party as much as they like and stay up all night.

Not far away, a group of young people are beating African drums. The strong and powerful drum beats are surging in the wind. A girl in a long red dress is flipping her skirt and dancing flamenco. , the onlookers next to him were applauding, and the laughter spread.

Beside the bonfire diagonally behind, someone was studying the chords of Renly's last two songs, and couldn't help humming along, and then everyone else chirped and discussed what the lyrics were about. As if the next second would be to roll up the sleeves and use force to solve the problem.

There are several young people lying on the road in front of them - there are no designated roads anyway, and every corner of the campsite can be used as a "bed". The starry sky, the beauty of the bright galaxy is unforgettable.

The voices of Beatles songs can be vaguely heard, shuttled through the chattering discussions and laughter, weaving together a beautiful melody, seems to be singing the upsurge of the Pioneer Village Music Festival, and seems to be telling the story. The loneliness of this group of lonely people.

"...Paul just said that he was going to go surfing in the Caribbean Sea, and then Ryan was eager to try it. I rarely saw Paul's unbearable expression." Rooney was chatting casually, and couldn't help laughing. .

Renly pursed the corners of his mouth, and a smile appeared in his eyes, "Ryan's surfing skills... well, he's not very suitable for surfing. And skateboarding too."

Such a straightforward rant made Rooney smile even more joyfully.

"You might try it, I remember the last time you did 'Dragon Tattoo' with David, you trained to ride a motorcycle for a while, right?" Renly suggested, "Paul's a good surf instructor. "

"I'll think about it." Rooney's smile still didn't completely disappear, "but I need to go to Los Angeles next, I'm not sure when it will end."

"New project?"

"Yeah. But I also want to go on vacation for a while, so it's just an audition for the time being." Rooney nodded, "It's a new project by Terrence Malik, and I don't know the content or subject matter for the time being, but I think he is A very interesting director. When I first watched 'The Tree of Life', I had a cold and fell asleep, haha, but the second time I watched it, my impression was different. I think we can talk to see it. "

Renly nodded lightly. "His films often need to give the photographer more power. For acting, it is indeed a new experience. Next, I will go to Boston, which should be early December, to prepare for shooting." Manchester by the Sea' and I'm also thinking about different ways of doing it."

"Oh, has it been confirmed yet?" Rooney was a little surprised, "Didn't you just tell Andy a few days ago?"

"Yes, sure." Renly pursed the corners of his mouth. "I guess Matt Damon and Ben Affleck should be talking bad about me behind my back now."

Rooney was puzzled.

"Because they were already negotiating with Casey Affleck, and Casey was very interested, I stopped it," Renly said honestly.

The smile in Rooney's eyes flowed out, "Oh, Cassie will be very disappointed."

"Do you and Cassie know each other?" Renly asked curiously.

Rooney nodded affirmatively, "I worked with him on that David Lowe movie, have you forgotten? You saw it at the Sundance Film Festival."

"'They're not saints'? Yes, yes, yes." Renly reacted and nodded, "The look and feel of that movie is indeed a bit special. I think David Lowe's control of the camera is very wonderful..."

During the conversation, Renly's footsteps stopped inadvertently, and Rooney's steps also stopped, and then she noticed that Renly's eyes were turned in one direction, and she followed it, and then she could see a A long-haired lady is sitting by a small campfire and she is playing the guitar.

There was a little girl standing beside the long-haired lady, who looked about three or four years old. The fat face of the childish baby reflected the light of the fire, but it revealed the calm temperament of a little adult. She was dressed in off-white lace. Long skirt, long dark brown hair twisted into a bunch of twists, drooping on the shoulders, delicate and lovely; skirt fluttering slightly in the night breeze, hands behind the back like a little adult, shaking his head gently , is singing the song attentively.

This is very common in the campsites of music festivals. Everyone is enjoying the comfort and happiness brought by music, but it is a small accident for adults to play and children to sing. No wonder Renly can't help but stop. Rooney's eyes also showed a smile, watching this scene quietly.

After singing a song, the lady gently strummed the strings, and then her fingertips skillfully drew the strings again, the familiar melody flowing like clear spring water.

The little girl lowered her gaze, the shadows of her eyelids concealed a little sadness and loss, like shallow ripples, she sang quietly again, clear and moving.

His voice is quietly talking about the sadness and loneliness behind the lyrics, and the vicissitudes behind the immaturity creates a strong contrast, as if born for music, time can't help slowing down.

"So we got up and searched for destiny in the dark, I saw you bruised late last night, I saw you dancing in the arms of the devil."

It's "the beast".

Renly was stunned, staring at the girl so intently and deeply, the beating of his heart gradually slowed down, hitting his chest again and again, the world went silent like this, as if all the noise had disappeared, and there was only one left. The girl and her crisp and melodious singing voice.

She was singing, "So when you're weak, when you get down on your knees, I'll do my best for the rest of the day, keeping your vows alive and true."

The light voice was full of affection, and the emotions intertwined with bitterness and happiness surged in her tender body. The bonfire was projected on her petite body, and the reflection on the ground stretched the elders, like giants.

The girl seemed to have sensed Ren Li's sight, and raised her eyes, those smart and bright pupils shone with crystal tears.

Time stopped at this moment, Ren Li's heart suddenly stopped beating, the brilliance and splendor between the light and shadow made the tears in the bottom of his eyes just like this, the hot tears wet his face, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was not. Happiness and contentment rose up, and he also murmured in a low voice:

"So we've arrived, a lonely place where we can't go back, you're the face that made me go through fire and water, that's the name that the children will inherit, the charm, the crown."

Between the eyes and the eyes, the singing is entwined like this, the smiles are rising and blooming, the crystal tears reflect the red halo of the bonfire, the slowly fluttering skirt is so vivid and real, but the desert wind is full of fullness. Full of warmth, like that afternoon when the sun shines in the white room.

Then Renly nodded lightly at her, and she laughed along with her, tears welling up in her eyes, bursting with tears of emotion and happiness.

Eyes meet, for a moment forever.

Melodiously and lightly, whispered whispers came from my mind, humming along with the wind under the stars:

"I'm not the only traveler who hasn't paid my debts, I've been trying to find that trail to follow again, to take us back to the nightwemet, and then I can tell myself, what the hell should I be? How to do it……"

The heart, softly hitting the chest in the gentle and sad melody, was aching faintly. Time seemed to start to flow backwards like this, returning little by little to the softest position in the deepest memory.

The smile bloomed in the tears, dazzlingly eclipsed the bright stars, and then he opened his mouth, matching the chords of the guitar, and continued to hum along, "...so grass /you/'s dream, you How dare you forget our scars, I will turn into a beast for you..."

Renly took a deep breath, lowered his head and kissed Rooney's forehead, "Let's go, Paul and the others should be ready."

Then, Renly and Rooney turned around, stepped forward, and walked away slowly, their voices disappearing into the halo of stars scattered across the sky.

The tender and clear voice of the gentle night wind is still singing loudly, and gradually it is so engulfed in the hustle and bustle of the surrounding, noisy and noisy, and can no longer be distinguished; however, the hidden enthusiasm and hope are So clear, like the North Star, it quietly guides the way forward, even in the dark, it won't get lost.

Because it is a singing from the depths of the soul, sincere and beautiful, pure and moving.

Life is not over, and it will not end. They will continue to move forward. On the road of chasing their dreams, they will unswervingly step forward, and then use their enthusiasm to write life, and they will write every stroke without regret. ; Even if it is a land boat, they will use their feet to reach the other side of the dream.

The story that belongs to him and them is still unfolding.

Time flies, and when I look back, my original intention remains the same.

The whole book is finished.

Note: The Night Wemet (Lordhuron)

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