"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!" The uniform beats were still shaking the rose bowl, but then the sound suddenly changed, "Ahhhh...ahhh..." Obviously, Honor returned to the stage until his death, and the audience on the scene lost control again. People stopped their own beat-hitting movements and began to welcome the king tonight's return with crazy shouts.

The varying scream made the rose bowl look like a shivering sycamore tree in the cold wind. Such a huge shout made it hard to believe that this was the Encore of this concert. The four-hour performance still did not cause any cooling of the fanaticism.

In the orange light, the band members who were glorious to death returned to their positions one after another. Hugo picked up the microphone, took a deep breath, and wanted to say something, but after thinking about it carefully, thousands of words could not accurately express his surging emotions at this moment, so he let out a long sigh. "Enke time! Let's sail together!"

Hugo's words made all viewers confused because the third album had not been released at this time and EDA Records were still keeping it confidential, so almost no one knew about the information about this album. Naturally, no one could understand the dual meaning of Hugo's words. But this was not important, because they would understand it immediately.

Hugo raised his right hand holding the microphone and placed it in the air, as if he was commanding, and then he heard Fujin and Alfonso busy at the same time. The ethereal rhythm of the little hammer drum and the psychedelic sound of the electronic keyboard combined with the monotonous but thick string sound of the electronic guitar, just like the flashes of cereal blooming quietly in the dark, blooming a quiet but strong fragrance, like a mist, spreading little by little in the night when you can't see your fingers.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!" The clean and neat rhythm was dense but not fast, but it was like a spring rushing, brewing the surging passion bit by bit, and quietly spreading the whole audience.

Just the first drum beat and the first melody made Sally hold her breath. This is a song she had never heard before. She knew the melody of all the songs of the two albums of Glory to Death, but she could say with certainty that this song was a brand new song, but Sally had no heart to think about it. This means that the three albums of Glory to Death are unveiling the mystery, because all her attention was focused on the moving melody.

Then, the simple and powerful drum beats and key sounds merged together. Under the dazzling light, Hugo's right hand beat the rhythm short and accurately in the air, as if all the minds of the 100,000 people in the audience were concentrated on Hugo's right hand. The heart that had burst out quickly just now suddenly calmed down. He was pulled by Hugo's right hand, slowed down, and then slowed down, "Puboo! Puboo!" Then, hitting the rhythm neatly.

However, the Rose Bowl, which was still noisy five seconds ago, is now completely in silence. It is not the silence of people walking away from the empty building, but the silence of concentration, staring with breath, and listening with his ears. Sally couldn't help but raise his right hand and put it on her chest, feeling the rhythm of her heart hitting her chest. The rhythm and pulse were the same frequency as the frequency on the stage. She even had to slow down her breathing and slow down again, fearing that any little movement would destroy this wonderful moment.

At this moment, the rose bowl was still dark, and only the stage was gathering light. But at this moment, it seemed as if the light of the whole world had gathered on this land. The dazzling light was completely gathered on Hugo's right hand. The starlight lit up deep in everyone's heart, firmly covering the sky above the soul, making the whole soul shine. The shock was not swept across the head, but like sunrise, slowly breaking through the shackles of the ground and the night, tearing the darkness apart bit by bit, and then the golden light burst out.

For twenty seconds, the simplest rhythm was ringing, and the entire rose bowl echoed the ethereal rhythm that penetrated into the soul. Then, Hugo's right hand suddenly paused in the air, and the guitar strings of Neil and Pedro joined in. The electronic keyboard sounds under Alfonso's slender fingertips began to become unpredictable, just like the tense before the storm came. All emotions began to surge in the quiet dark night. "Bang!" Fu Jin suddenly beat the drum, his heart contracted violently, and blood surged out wildly, and the starlight above the soul poured down instantly.

"Sailing" Hugo's thick and hoarse voice tugged at the microphone, and then all the melodies rang out in unison, the clear turbulent flow surged down, the turbulent flowing water almost made people have no reaction time, and the rain-like emotions rushed in. In just a blink of an eye, the whole person fell into the ocean in an instant, surrounded by the boundless sea.

Sally opened her mouth slightly and looked at Hugo standing in the center of the stage in amazement. At this time, Hugo held the microphone with one hand and stood quietly in place without any extra movements. However, the "sailing" just now was like lightning, directly penetrated all obstacles and entered her heart, and then burst out a thunder, making her eyes blurred by tears in an instant, but the tears did not slide down. She couldn't help but take a step back, opened her mouth wide and looked at the stage in surprise, her body trembling slightly uncontrollably. The storm in her heart easily took away her ability to breathe, making her completely stiff in place like a puppet.

The whole stage became blurred, but Sally could not tell. It was because her tears were too hot, or the light on the stage was too dazzling, and she could only see a halo, Hugo's quiet side face outlined a perfect arc.

"This is how I show my love, I can only think a lot in my mind because, baby, it's all my attention deficit disorder." Hugo's voice seemed to be wrapped in a halo, hazy and psychedelic, but it seemed to be whispering clearly in his ears. The hoarse and lazy voice had an indestructible power, penetrated layers of protection and sang directly in the deep heart of Sally, "This is the angel crying, it's all my pathetic pride, baby, it's all my attention deficit disorder."

The simple lyrics easily caused a storm. In a trance, Sally seemed to be above the *******, and the storm came to her face, leaving her without any room to breathe. The surging emotions were wave after wave, and she was completely overwhelmed.

Sally didn't even understand the concept in this song, but an emotional storm was already in her mind. Sally remembered the situation when she first met Hugo. She looked at Hugo and said to herself with a smile, "Because that's a dream." Although Sally fell in love with them for the story of glory until death in Memphis, until that moment, she understood the dream in Hugo's amber eyes, and since then, her life has never been separated from glory until death.

She remembered the situation when she participated in the Junjie Music Festival for the first time, she remembered the scene when an accident occurred in Hugo, Houston, the grand occasion when "Bathing in the morning light" was released, and she remembered the sleepless night when she enthusiastically discussed music with young volcanoes... There were countless clips in her mind, which almost made her unable to tell the difference. She could only passively let her emotions run wildly like wild horses that broke away from reins.

"Sailing! Sailing! Sailing! Sailing!"

Hugo's voice was completely torn apart in the melody, like an angel's wings, flying all over the sky with gold edges, carrying shock and madness pouring down like a rainstorm. Sally still opened her mouth wide, her head was still a cloud of sluggish, but the tears in her eyes slid down like this. She even forgot even in the blink of an eye. Her eyelashes could no longer bear the weight of tears. The hot temperature almost burned her cheeks, but it carried countless emotions such as joy, bitterness, happiness, distress, beauty, and pain, which were vented from her body bit by bit.

The simplest lyrics, "Sailing!", without any ornate rhetoric, without any cumbersome melody, or even any fancy singing skills, was sang from Hugo's heart in a concise and clear manner, disrupting the light in his eyes, making the tears unable to stand up straight at all.

At this moment, the entire rose bowl was silent. Even the security guards standing next to him, even the medical staff standing in the side door, became quiet. Everyone raised their chins and stared at the spacious stage. However, all the light was concentrated on Hugo alone, making people unable to move their eyes away. He was wearing the simplest T-shirt and jeans, and he held the microphone stand with one hand. He stood there simply, singing loudly. Even the singing was so simple. The word "sailing" made more than 100,000 people on the scene lose their ability to react and could only look at the stage foolishly.

I don’t know if it’s because the light is too dazzling, or because my eyes are too dry; I don’t know if it’s because the song is too moving, or because my emotions are too surging. Tears wet my cheeks like this, and the surging and hot tears are vented, but no one raised his hand to wipe his embarrassment. He just looked up at the stage with his head and mouth open, allowing his emotions to vent freely, and allowing his emotions to explode freely.

The song "Sailing" uses the simplest lyrics and melody to bring the most exciting wave of emotions without any modification. Everyone has his own "Sailing" deep in their hearts, because this song sings not love, not family, not friendship, but yourself. You should take a brave step, even if you have to face the storm, even if you have to face the storm, even if you have to face the storm, even if you have to face the storm, even if you have to face the collapse of the land, you should not give up easily, raise your steps, and take the most difficult step.

Life is too short, we should not squander easily. Please raise our heads, live a little freely, and live a little proud. So what if it is a storm, let’s set sail together! At this moment!
Chapter completed!