"I need a little more dreams and a little less life; I need a little more light in the darkness. You can never see the tears in my heart, so go to hell! You can cry until the tears are vast and then let go of me. You are the self you love, not the way you see others love you (temptation.are.what.love, not.who.loves.temptation). In a world surrounded by the shouts of "yes", I heard a roar: No, no!"

Hugo's mind was resounding with a slow, steady but full of passionate drum beats. The surging emotions were like huge waves slapped against the rocks on the coast. The rhythm was not fast. One after another, it hit endless echoes, and waves of sound waves shook under the blue sea and blue sky, causing the whole world to begin to turbulently.

This is a mixed world full of countless controversies. People always reject aliens because the unknown represented by aliens often makes people panic. Giordano Bruno (giordano.bluo) was once judged as a "heretic" by the Inquisition as a "heretic" and burned to death in Roman Flower Square because he opposed the geocentric theory and promoted the heliocentric theory.

This is true when every new thing appears.

When rock first appeared in the late 1940s, it was considered a product of moral destruction; when punk first appeared in the mid-1970s, it was considered the beginning of rock destruction; when the Internet appeared in the late 1980s, it was considered the biggest threat to human security; when grunge rock appeared in the early 1990s, it was considered a garbage music that was whining without illness... and there are more. Women were once considered as shameless accessory, blacks were once inferior creatures without human rights, colds were once a disaster that could take away lives, homosexuals were once heresy who needed to be sentenced to death, flying was once considered an impossible dream, and landing on the moon was once considered a delusion that was a world-famous delusion...

This is the necessity of society. Too many people are comfortable in life and too many people dare not dream. Any little bit of a little greater dream seems to be considered a product of destruction of life and will make their "calm life" fragmented. Everyone is willing to be ordinary and strives to hide themselves in the general public of society, fearing that any little heresy will make them the second Giordano Bruno.

But if everyone is like this, society will not make progress; if no one dares to take the first step, dreams will not be realized. The bigger the dreams are, the farther the future will be. Once upon a time, outer space was considered a dream that was impossible to reach, but now it is within reach; now people think that outside the Milky Way is too illusory, but who knows whether one day in the future will become a simple and ordinary thing as if going out shopping.

We need a little more dreams and a little less life; we need a little more light in this endless darkness to guide ourselves to keep moving forward. We cannot bind our dreams, smooth our personality, and restrain our sharpness because of the ordinary and ordinary society. This is a path full of thorns, and no one can deny this. Perhaps it seems extremely simple and casual to others. It seems that "personality" represents unrestrainedness and freedom, but the facts are just the opposite.

It is precisely because this society excludes aliens that personality has become a representative of aliens, and people will concentrate all their forces to exclude aliens. This makes every step of aliens extremely difficult, just as after more than half a century of striving for "equality between men and women", gender discrimination in the workplace cannot be completely resolved; after blacks fought for their own rights, decades later, the "Ferguson Incident" that caused a sensation in the world still occurred in 2014.

The aliens need to make more efforts and are struggling on the vast road ahead. What's even more terrifying is that they have dreams in their arms, but they don't know what the end of their dreams is, because they are the pioneers who open up the road. They can only grop on their own, carry the rejection and pressure of the entire society, and take steps. But what's ridiculous is that no one can see the tears in the hearts of the aliens, and no one wants to see them.

So, go to hell! Those so-called mainstream social situations can turn tears into vast oceans, but please give me freedom.

"You are the self you love, not the way you see others love (temptation.are.what.temptation.love, not.who.loves.temptation)" You are the one you are, insist on being yourself, and don't change yourself because of others' expectations, prejudice, discrimination and exclusion of you, because everyone is so unique, we become ourselves precisely because of our own specialty. Everyone is an independent individual, not a monotonous Barbie doll. We have no responsibility or obligation to change ourselves according to other people's expectations.

So... in a world filled with "yes, yes, yes", the "no" full of all this anger rose up from the ground!

Hugo once thought that his small dream was impossible to realize. He wanted to plant the seeds of rock faith again, and water the buds to make it grow healthily. This is an unrealized dream, because the historical trajectory that Hugo knew clearly proved this, but Hugo still made his own choice without hesitation. Even though he knew that he would be bleeding and covered in bruises, even if he knew that the result of his efforts was still empty, even if he knew that the end of his dream was a deep abyss... But Hugo still took a firm step.

But now, all this is no longer an illusory fantasy. Because the great success of "Young Volcanoes" tells Hugo: The seeds of rock faith have been successfully buried in the soil. Although this is only the most insignificant first step, and there is still an extremely long way to go next. Although this is a contest with the entire historical process and the entire society,... he has succeeded the first step!

This small success made Hugo excited and excited. The unparalleled joy even surpassed the victory of the Battle of the Century, the achievements made by the "Young Volcano", and the glory created by the "Independence Day". Because this made Hugo firmly believe that his dream is not an invisible and intangible fantasy, his life is blooming with infinite light in his own way. Perhaps it is a road full of thorns, but he will still walk unswervingly.

The melody created at London Heathrow Airport today was once again thrilling in Hugo's mind, stirring up a slow but enthusiastic surging surging. However, Hugo still could not describe the whole music in its entirety. The huge dream and persistence in his heart appeared faintly in his mind, but he did not find a clear look.

What should this song be called? "Rock Faith"? This theme is too huge, and Hugo does not have the confidence to express it completely, but the core idea of ​​this song is indeed so... maybe he can temporarily name it with this name, and then think of a name again after the whole song is completed.

This is indeed a good idea.

"Hugo, Hugo..."

The passionate drum beats and the excited guitar were still collide in the blood. The hot sparks immersed Hugo in the world of music and savored it for a long time. Suddenly, Hugo felt someone slapped his arm, which made him blink his eyes that blurred the focal length and focus, and then adjusted the focal length. Only then did he see Joseph's helpless expression, and Henry Bloom who was lazy and leaning on the sofa was about to fall asleep.

"Oh, sorry, I'm distracted." Hugo blinked and let out a long breath. He looked at Henry and Joseph, about to speak, but after hesitating for a moment, he forgot what they were saying, and then said "sorry" to Henry, jogging all the way to the house, finding a pen, searching around, but not seeing the paper, and finally just started to quickly record the inspiration just now on the calendar on the wall.

Seeing this scene, Joseph, Henry and others exchanged glances, and then they all showed "you know me."

After Hugo recorded everything, he trotted back again, "Sorry, where did we just talk?" This made Samora next to him laugh, but he immediately stood up, ran to the calendar, and watched Hugo's creation carefully.

As Hugo's assistant, Samora's most enjoyable place is food everywhere, and secondly, she can witness the birth of countless excellent music from glory to death close to her. When Samora saw the lyrics, "You are the self you love, not the way you see others love you", she was stunned in an instant.

At this time, Hugo and Henry had also started again. Henry didn't mind Hugo's fragments at all. After adjusting a more comfortable sitting position, he said slowly, "We just... well, we were discussing the issue of the tour company. Have you read the proposals given to you by the two tour companies?"

"Yes, the tour company!" Hugo nodded suddenly. Today Henry came here to ask Hugo for his opinion just for the tour company's questions.

Glory is about to start their second tour, and it is also the first global tour. After the news has been announced, it has caused heated discussions. Everyone knows clearly that this will be a grand performance, and the craze of the War of the Century has made people realize that perhaps this will be a tour that will change history: what height can the rock recovery wave reach, and perhaps this tour will have some clues.

Therefore, while the market was booming, major tour companies also began to boil. All companies contacted EDA Records and Henry at the first time, hoping to win over the tour contract of glory to death. This tour is likely to be a planning with a profit of over 100 million yuan, so tempting. No one wants to miss it.
Chapter completed!