At this time, Nicholas came to his senses a little and realized that he was a reporter. The noise of the scene was like a volcano, which further highlighted the orderliness of the security guards. At this time, Nicholas realized that he saw at least hundreds of security guards at the scene today. At first, he thought it was just to maintain order on the scene. After all, the scene of glory to death can always easily arouse the enthusiasm of the audience. But now it seems that the on-site country has more considerations when planning this tour.

The security guards took the girl who had fainted just now to one of the exits of the Rose Bowl. The ventilation is in good condition and the temperature has also been reduced a little, which has gradually cooled down the hot lungs. There are simple ambulances parked next to it, and there are two professional ambulances like temporary ambulances standing at the Rose Bowl site. If the situation is urgent, four ambulances are parked outside the Rose Bowl, and rescue can be provided at any time.

The ambulance officer saw that someone fainted again, so he hurried forward to conduct a simple examination. Finally, he felt relieved, "It's okay, it's just lack of oxygen and dehydration. There's no problem with taking a little rest."

One of the security guards couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "Where is the one who was sent to the hospital just now?"

The ambulance staff did not look up and were busy wiping the girl's middle and temples with alcohol. "She would be fine, but she was just lacking sugar. I guess she didn't eat much all day today, and she was so exhausted at night. It would be strange if there was no problem. Go to the hospital for a good rest and eat something, and you will get better." After saying that, the ambulance staff couldn't help but mutter, "I really don't understand, it's just a concert, a group of children who are moaning without illness. Why are they so excited? This is the seventeenth one."

There were still fourteen just now, but the number of security guards actually increased to seventeen on the way.

"Hey, Mary, you really should listen to the album of glory to death. They are not casual bands." Someone among the security guards stood up and retorted with dissatisfaction, "You have been there all the time. Haven't you listened to the live performance carefully?"

"I'm busy rescuing these innocent fainted girls and don't have time to attend any concerts." The ambulance officer named Mary complained directly, looking completely indifferent. While speaking, the girl lying on the ground had already woken up. She looked around blankly, "Where am I?"

"You're still in the rose bowl, you fainted just now." Mary explained to the girl, "You're dehydrated and dehydrated, you need to have a good rest."

"Oh, God, no, no, I don't want to rest, I'm going to continue watching the concert." The girl struggled to stand up, but Mary grabbed her arm. Mary was obviously worried about the girl's situation, and the girl grabbed Mary's hands, "Thank you for helping me, but you must know that I have been waiting for this day for two years. If I missed it, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

Before he finished speaking, the screams in the venue erupted again, and the melody of "apology" began to ring, and the audience started to stir up. The girl also started to scream, "Ahhhh!" she expressed her excitement and enthusiasm with her whole body.

Seeing that Mary was still trying to get angry, a security guard said, "She may not be able to go back to the infield, but at least she can stand here to watch the concert, right?" Mary had no way to refute, "For God's sake, if I hadn't had a job to do tonight, I would have gone crazy for this band."

But before Mary allowed, the girl stood up, stood on the sidelines, looked at the hazy halo on the stage, and screamed again with everyone on the scene, "apologizing" the main melody of the cello surging out in a low and surging manner, creating an epic spectacle.

Mary looked at the security guards helplessly, and they had to raise their hands and surrender, "Don't look at us, we still have work to do." They turned and left, ready to return to their posts, and the man who supported glory to death just now paused and said to Mary again, "I'm serious, calm down and listen to this song, you will fall in love with this band." Then they turned around and followed their friends.

However, Mary had no time to listen, because another dehydrated fan was sent over. This made Mary look at the stage subconsciously. At this time, Hugo had been taken off by a denim jacket, wearing only a T-shirt, without any fancy copying, and stood there in place and sang softly, "Hold on your rope, I hang high above the cliff; I can hear what you say, but I can't make a sound."

The abundant and surging emotions poured down like a turbulent river in Hugo's slightly hoarse voice. Mary raised her eyebrows slightly, withdrew her eyes, and did not make too many statements. She still said to the security guards irritably, "Another one!"

But after confirming that the girl in front of me was just simply dehydrated, Mary didn't say anything more, just squatted next to her quietly and listened to the moving melody quietly, "You probably didn't expect me to turn around and say, 'This apology came too late, too late'. I said this apology came too late, too late."

The indifferent but heavy despair mixed in the thick string sound of the cello, pulling out the heart-wrenching bitterness and pain, wandering in the air, and the emotions in my heart surged out, making the focus of my sight blurred.

Mary flashed slightly and let out a sigh of relief, and the deepest part of her heart was dancing wildly on the tip of her tongue.

"Mary", a voice interrupted her thoughts, and another boy was sent over, diverting Mary's attention. She couldn't help but complain irritably, "Are these people crazy?"

Maybe Mary was right, all the audiences on the scene were crazy. At this moment, the entire Rose Bowl was still bursting with amazing energy. The concert had begun for three and a half hours, but the audience seemed to be not tired at all, and were still screaming, shouting, jumping, singing, and joining the party with all their strength. Even though the sound began to become hoarse, they continued to release their energy and let the flames of the Rose Bowl burn!

However, at this time, thirty-four fans had fainted by dehydration, hypoxia or being too excited, and three of them were taken to the hospital. Although it was not a serious problem, it can be seen from this aspect that the concert was very popular today.

The high-intensity performance of more than two hundred minutes not only made the fans crazy, but the five men on the stage were already sweating profusely. Pedro and Fokin had taken off their shirts, but even so, the sweat on their bodies still reflected a bright halo; Neil and Alfonso's clothes were completely wet, and the original color of the clothes could not be seen; Hugo, who was standing at the front of the stage, looked like he had just been fished out of the water, and the traces of sweat falling in the light and shadow could even be clearly felt.

The entire rose bowl seemed to have become a stove, testing the willpower of the 105,000 audience members on site.

But it was not just inside the venue, but outside the venue, which was deep at night, it was midsummer at this time. Although they could not see the performances in the venue, they could hear the singing coming from the venue. They were like all the audiences in the venue, even more enthusiastic and crazy than in the venue. Everyone sang loudly and jumped happily, continuing from the first minute to now, and doing their best to participate in this 100,000-person party.

Everyone is so selfless that they forget the passage of time, the existence of space, and even their own existence. They just completely merge with all the friends in the audience, and then roam in the world of glory to death and enjoy this unparalleled beauty.

"This is the last song tonight." When Hugo said this, everyone was stunned. They even forgot to make a sound. There was only one thought in their mind: four hours is over? It seems that the countdown to the opening of the previous second is still in front of them, and the next second is already coming to an end, and the passage of time has become insignificant.

"Oh!" After pausing for a half-second, the audience sighed. Sally even raised her hands high and vented her dissatisfaction loudly, "We are not over yet!" At this time, Sally was already sweating profusely, and the sweat on her head made her hair extremely messy. If she saw her appearance, she would be afraid of laughing. But at this time, she had no energy to take care of her situation. She just looked at the stage with full concentration, with disappointment and helplessness written on her eyes.

In an instant, everyone started to talk in a low voice. The frenzy that lasted for nearly four hours finally turned into noisy at this moment. No one wanted the performance to end at this moment. No one wanted the night to end like this. Everyone was expressing their inner turbulent emotions in words instead of screaming.

Seeing this scene, Jessica was stunned and suddenly shouted, "Enke!Enke!Enke!" Jessica was unwilling to end the concert. This was the first time in her life that she truly enjoyed a performance and released herself truly in the first time. This night was so beautiful that she was not ready to end.

Jessica's shouts seemed a little thin amid the noise. Sally couldn't help but look at her mother with surprise, her eyes full of confusion: Why is the performance not really over at this time?

However, several other people not far away seemed to have been enlightened and actually shouted with Jessica, "Enke! Enke!"

Nicholas was also confused at this time, and then he shouted, "Enke!" The originally sparse voice of Enke actually gathered a small force, but more people were like Sally, not understanding the current situation at all.

Hugo, who was standing on the stage, couldn't help but chuckled, "The performance is not over yet, so I'm calling Encore at this time. Are you urging me to finish the performance soon, or do you hope I will continue the performance? This is really embarrassing."

Hugo's joke made the audience burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!