Hugo felt that the AC/DC band was playing "Back.In.Black" in his brain. The powerful drum beats and sharp metal sounds were shaking the eardrums, like a heavy hammer directly hitting the heart without any obstacles. The electric shock energy that penetrated the whole body suddenly tightened the muscles, stimulating the heart to shrink into a ball, and the brain turned into chaos due to lack of oxygen.

If all this happened at a concert, it would be a very beautiful experience, but it would not be so wonderful if it exploded completely in the head. The tyrannical feeling released deep in the soul made Hugo feel like he was about to be split. The rolling stomach surged with waves of acid, and all the internal organs seemed to be spit out.

A violent collision came from his chest, and all the bubbles in his lungs were squeezed out at once. All the darkness around him was torn apart in an instant, and countless highlights swarmed in. The dazzling light quickly occupied Hugo's slightly opened eyes. "Roared" Hugo took a sudden breath, his mouth completely opened and breathed in fresh air.

"Hugo! Damn it, wake me up! I told you, don't...grass! 'Be careful, be careful', I told you not to let go of yourself hundreds of times, but it was still...Hugo!" A calm and anxious voice quickly said a series of words poured into Hugo's ears, but Hugo couldn't react at the first time. He only felt that his brain was groggy, and it was just a ball of mucus. Even the vision felt extremely slow to the surrounding light, let alone responding to other people's words.

It was just such a delay. A "pop" slap sounded and a hot touch came from his right cheek. Hugo suddenly woke up. His blurred vision finally became clear. The face of a Western man appeared in front of him. The ice-blue eyes scared Hugo - who is this person? But there was no more time for Hugo to react. A huge pulling force pulled him up. Hugo then realized that he was actually lying on the ground.

"Are you awake now? Or do you need to use cold water to get your direction back?" The man's nagging voice was like a machine gun and fired in Hugo's ears, "But what to do with makeup... Forget it, there is no time, hurry up, go out first." The man pulled Hugo out and walked out. Hugo had time to look at the environment next to him - it was the bathroom, and then he was forced to follow him.

What is going on? Hugo clearly remembers that his band "Death.Or.Glory" was invited to attend this rock festival today. This was not only the first large-scale stage performance opportunity for their band ten years, but they were also shortlisted for the Best Rock Live Awards of the Year. The 6th Midi Rock Awards Ceremony in 2014 is also the fifteenth year of the Midi Rock Festival. This is the most professional and authoritative rock stage in China. For those who have been struggling in the underground rock industry for ten years, winning the nomination and getting the performance opportunity is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

However, before he was about to perform on stage, the dazzling light made Hugo dizzy. He originally thought that it was just a day when he had not eaten, which caused some hypoglycemia, but who knew that his head hurt so much that it seemed to explode. The hot light almost burned him, and then he fell into darkness, as if the whole world had collapsed. After that, he couldn't feel anything. When he was conscious again, he experienced the stimulating feeling just now.

Could it be that he fainted just now, which led to his late performance? This must not happen. This is the opportunity they have always dreamed of, and he must not miss it! Hugo immediately cheered up and followed the tall and strong man in front of him, stumbled all the way towards the direction where the light was gathering, and jumped over in almost running.

Hugo had already left the dizziness behind his head. Although his body still seemed a little heavy and his steps were a little sloppy, Hugo didn't care about these things at all. He just rushed forward and surpassed the man who had originally pulled him forward.

The man slowed down instead, staring at Hugo's back that could not wait to run towards the halo, and finally stood there incredibly, opening his mouth wide, full of surprise and helplessness on his face, and finally turned into a shocking and absurd smile.

Hugo rushed forward a few steps and walked through the decorated and gorgeous corridor. The thick carpet on the ground absorbed the heavy sound of running. He saw the dark golden carved solid wood door at the end of the corridor. He subconsciously looked back at the man behind him, as if he wanted to ask, "Is the performance stage right behind this door?" But he saw that the man behind him was actually more than ten yards away from him. The man's head was hidden in a halo and could not see clearly. Hugo vaguely felt something was wrong, and it was not a little bit, but because the situation was too panic at this moment, he did not have enough time and energy to clarify a clue.

Before Hugo could figure out whether he would stop and ask, or continue to move forward, his body made the decision first, and his right shoulder hit the carved door directly, and then he crashed into a dazzling halo, just like Alice who had entered the dream world, attracting all his attention by the bizarre scene in front of him.

"Let's welcome Hugo.Lancaster!" A joking introduction sound came from the sound, applause, whistle, and cheering sound mixed with golden light and pouring down like a rainstorm, which instantly made Hugo lose his way.

In front of me is a wealthy and elegant banquet hall. The dazzling lights make Hugo unable to see the decorations of the room at all. He can only see the light everywhere. The golden and red colors cast a dreamy and colorful halo. There are less than fifty people in front of me, but Hugo has the illusion of crowds of people.

A tall, blond and blue-eyed beauty emcee signaled that she needed to move towards the left. At this time, Hugo had no time to think more. Everything came too fast and too fiercely, so he could only passively follow the emcee forward. Only ten yards away, Hugo walked onto a small stage, and then saw an old man standing in front of the podium, looking at him with a smile on his face, and his steps uncontrollably walked towards the old man.

The old man stretched out a trophy in his hand, and Hugo's eyes couldn't help but widen. Did he win the award? Did they win the honor to death band? Ten years after their establishment in Glory to death, they finally made a world of their own in the rock music industry and won the Best Rock Live Award of the Year at the Midi Rock Awards Ceremony?

Hugo took the trophy from the old man in a daze, and the trophy was handed to him without any obstacles. This shows that Honor really won the prize until his death. The sudden surprise made Hugo suddenly at a loss. He didn't even have time to carefully look at the trophy in his hand, but the heavy weight was pressing on his heart, and tears inexplicably broke through the shackles in his eyes and began to pour down.

The so-called mixed feelings is just like this. He ran away from home for his music dream at the age of fifteen, and left his family's protection and became a member of an underground band, just to pursue his dream. Ten years have passed since the day he joined the Glory to the Death band and ran away from home to the present. They have experienced a lot of hardships and struggled in the underground rock music industry mixed with dragons and snakes for ten years, and finally got recognition today.

Hugo had fantasized countless times about what he would react when this moment came, but the fact is that all expectations were wrong. He cried like a pubertal girl who was deceived by a bloody romance drama and cried loudly. Hugo knew that his current situation must be bad, but the tears could not be controlled, and they were flowing down like a pouring rain.

But what about the band members? What about the other four members who were honored to death? Why are they the only ones standing on the stage?

Hugo's brain, which was almost blocked by cotton, could not function at all. Countless question marks were not enough to get answers. He was pushed to the microphone by the old man who presented the award. Looking at the microphone under his nose, he could clearly feel the slight heat coming from the lights projecting on his skin, and could also truly feel the temperature transmitted by all the audiences in the audience focusing on their eyes. The fierce heartbeat beat almost made Hugo's ears deaf, and he could not effectively organize his own language towards the microphone.

"Thank you... Thank you..." Hugo finally found a trace of words from his blank brain and squeezed out from the sob crying in his throat. "Thank you so much. I must share this award with our entire band. This is the result of our efforts. We have been working hard and working hard, and finally made our dream come true." After the first sentence was said, the words behind were thrown out, but the words were only half said, and the eyes that were not completely dry were once again occupied by tears.

Hugo paused, took two deep breaths, and finally gave up and continued to say something, because the almost embarrassed crying and great joy made his brain stop working. He could only express his inner surging in the simplest language, "Thank you... Thank you!"

Hugo held the trophy in his hand tightly, as if he was embracing the most precious treasure in his life, and felt the speed of his heartbeat when he was holding his heart. He reluctantly bathed in the spotlight, and the beauty of this moment must be deeply hidden in his memory. Perhaps, this is the most beautiful moment in his life so far.

At this moment, the host's voice came from the speaker again, "Let's congratulate you again with applause, the winner of the worst male lead of the 12th Golden Razzie Awards, Hugo Lancaster!"

What? Golden Raspberry Award? Or the worst male lead in the early 1990s? Not the Midi Rock Awards Ceremony?
Chapter completed!