If someone wants to ask, what does the sea look like when it is boiled.

Hugo could answer calmly and firmly: It was the way he looked in front of him at this moment. The endless sea of ​​people had already boiled completely, and everyone was jumping excitedly, screaming, and shouting. The faces that turned red because of their excessive excitement released an unparalleled frenzy under the reflection of the golden sunlight.

Hugo felt like he was walking into the boiling sea of ​​fire step by step. The fanatical temperature even made his skin feel tingling. The hot air made people wonder if he was about to burn in the next second. When Hugo left the plane ladder and walked to the ground, the crowd at the scene finally broke out of control again!

The human wall formed by security personnel was like surging waves, sometimes coming and going, with the test of the stormy waves behind them, and was in danger every time, but they still tenaciously held the front.

“Hugo, Hugo, God, God…”

"I love you, Hugo, I love you..."

“Jesus Jesus Jesus…”

"Hugo, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Wuwuwu, Hugo, Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

The heart-wrenching shout became fragmented by the ubiquitous screams. All the shouts were left with only one word that was incomplete, and it was impossible to piece together the whole picture. In the end, only the name "Hugo" was left with endless sparks in the air, and it seemed that everything was completely out of control.

Hugo could only see cheeks deformed because of being too excited, like a strange deformed show, and it was staged in a daze and ostentatious manner. The already substantial enthusiasm was like an abstract painting written by Picasso, outlining an unparalleled posture.

"Ahhhh! Ahhhh!" Hugo's ears had already started to tinnitus, just like the Irish tap dance in the river, beating his eardrums with shock and force. Waves followed by waves came, leaving Hugo without time to react at all. He could only passively rise and fall in the surging waves, and in the next second, he would swallow Hugo directly.

Hugo didn't even remember how he moved forward. It seemed that more time the crowd was pushing him forward. Some people pulled him forward, some pulled him backward, and some even pressed him down. Countless hands stretched towards Hugo, as if they wanted to tear him into countless small pieces. This made Hugo lose control of his body, like a canoe, bumping and undulating in the storm, as if he would be chopped into countless pieces by the waves at any time.

When Hugo left the crowd and stood at the end of the other side, he looked at the roaring passionately and surging ocean in front of him, and felt that his body was no longer his own. Every muscle in his body seemed to be slapped by the enthusiastic arm, even more painful than being run over by a road roller. The endless enthusiasm made Hugo's body remember everything in the most direct and profound way.

Hugo once thought that the trip to London would be unparalleled, but he far underestimated all of this. He did not expect that all this would be so turbulent, raging and brutal, even surpassing any grand gathering of people in Hugo's memory! This made Hugo think in his mind what kind of scenes the Beatles saw when they first arrived in the United States, what kind of mood they were, and whether they had ever experienced such fanaticism...

History is really interesting, isn’t it? Imagine that more than 30 years ago, Americans were furious and restless for the music power from the British Isles; more than 30 years later, Britain cheered again because of the surging film power in the United States. More than 30 years ago, rock rose strongly and swept the whole world; more than 30 years later, the only remaining rock glory is gradually being forgotten by people.

Especially when the scene in front of him is felt by "Hugo", it becomes more and more interesting. Hugo is first a movie actor. This time he came to Europe to promote the work "Independence Day"; but no one can forget that Hugo is a member of the band's lead singer, and what he represents is the new rock force that has influenced the world with the United States as the starting point, just like the rock force radiating from the center of Britain. Standing between actors and rock, Hugo looks at everything in front of him from a strange and unique perspective.

Are these people in front of you just fanatic because of the movie "Independence Day", or are they fanatic because of the top superstar Hugo Lancaster, or because of the identity of the band lead singer who is glorious to death... Hugo has no way to judge, and what he can be sure of is that at least they did not come because of faith.

The fanaticism that the Beatles stirred up back then came from people's belief in rock, the belief that rock can change the world, the belief that rock is the future development direction of culture, the belief that rock is a weapon used to fight against the government and against society... These beliefs evolved into a belief, like religion, bursting out endless enthusiasm from the inside, making every shout a cornerstone of history, making every singing a driving force to change history, and making every fanaticism an energy for social change. This is the real reason for the golden age of rock.

However, after entering the 1990s, although there was grunge, and new metal rock, the mainstream market had even re-emphasized the existence of rock, the rock belief that flowed in the blood was missing. Even if the sales of rock music were excellent, it was only a business victory, not a revival of faith. This is the reason why rock really declined.

"How could it be just me? It's like I was the last child who was still fighting, and that still believed: I will protect my faith and honorably welcome failure; I will engrave the melody in my heart, and the singing will never stop."

The melody set off a powerful storm in his mind like a storm. The blood in Hugo's body was raging like a galloping horse. Looking at the black crowd in front of him, Hugo couldn't help but clench his fists. His faith in his heart took root and sprouted with great firmness and toughness: glory, or death? He still chose to sway towards the supreme glory. Even if the price was bruises and wounds, he would never waver!

After experiencing the slump of the past year, the revival of glory to death, and the breakthrough of breaking out of the cocoon, at this moment, Hugo's heart had an unprecedented bold idea: He wants to let the faith of rock be reborn in the long river of history and bloom with supreme glory again!

This is not just a bold idea, but also an incredible and overestimable idea. It is even more difficult and ten times, a hundred times or even a thousand times than the creation of a new metal rock world until glory to death. Because the times have advanced, the glory of rock has been completely forgotten in the long river of history. After entering the 1990s, the spirit of rock has begun to lag behind time, derail in business, and alienate from the mainstream. This is the process of the times, a change of culture, and a necessity of history.

New metal rock just opens up a new world in the rock circle. Glory to death faces the gradually deadly and aging rock forces. It is already difficult to break this shackles; and from being exiled to the rock well in a remote corner to the mainstream market with a broad vision, almost all the energy of Glory to death has been consumed. Now, Hugo wants to make that belief in rock become a part of the culture again and awaken the rock spirit deep in people's hearts. This has been separated from the category of rock and even from the category of music, and it is unimaginable.

It can be said that this is fighting against the entire social culture and fighting against the entire history. This is an idea of ​​being a mantis armed with a chariot and overestimating one's own abilities. This is an idea that is destined to fail, just like Don Quixote.

Hugo knew this clearly, and he knew this more clearly than anyone else: because if it continued to develop on this trajectory, after entering the 21st century, rock was gradually rejected by the mainstream. Although everyone shouted "rock spirit", it was only an excuse for fake literary youth to shout slogans and act as an excuse. The real rock spirit has been destroyed in historical occasions. The territory of rock in the music market is constantly being eroded. Even Lincoln Park, which has the best commercial achievements, cannot change the general situation of the entire society. This is the inevitable result of the lack of the entire belief.

However, Hugo was not shaken at this time. On the contrary, he was more awake than ever. At this moment, he could clearly feel the passion and excitement flowing in his body. The unprecedented enthusiasm was deeply imprinted into his bone marrow. There was a numb feeling on the tip of his tongue, making his thoughts fluctuate like radio waves, just like the passion in his blood, like a volcano that was about to erupt, and he wanted to erupt at any time.

Just thinking about it is enough to make Hugo boil.

Hugo knew that this was a doomed defeat, but he was unwilling to give up, nor did he want to give up, just like the name of the band: glory to death. In fact, from the moment they were founded, the faith of rock and roll had been imprinted in the bones of the band. This is not only indelible, but also the belief that the band has been going on. Now, what Hugo needs to do is to deeply engrave this faith in their music blood, and use their meager power to change the established historical process.

Even if it is a futile situation, even if it is just an empty situation in the end, even if failure is inevitable... but he will still not give up. On the contrary, he will step forward with his head held high with enthusiasm and walk out a path that belongs only to glory to death and only to their era. He can accept glory or death with calmness.

At this moment, Hugo deeply felt the power generated by Don Quixote because of persistence and faith. Looking at the surging sea of ​​people in front of him that seemed to explode at any time, the smile on the corner of his mouth bloomed freely and brilliantly. He needed such a moment, and he also needed such belief.

Rock and roll are immortal!
Chapter completed!