Pedro walked in the front, followed by Alfonso, followed by Neil and Fokin, and Hugo fell at the end. At the moment Pedro appeared, everyone in the audience stood up, with applause, only applause, thunderous applause, no other noise, but the surging applause made the entire studio start to shake.

At this moment, in addition to the 300 audiences, nearly 200 "idlers" surrounded the entire studio and were flooded. Even the director's surveillance room was full, not to mention the corridor outside the studio, which was completely out of the way, and even the on-site staff could not move.

In fact, the tickets recorded by the Tonight Show were issued tonight for free and were drawn from the registered audience, but the tickets had been hyped up to 6,000 US dollars in the black market, and they were still priceless. No one was willing to miss such a night, and no one was willing to miss such a historical moment.

Everyone stood up and applauded in such a simple and direct way to give honor to death.

The members of the Glory to Death walked onto the stage one after another, shook hands with Jie, and then stood in front of the red couch. Everyone stood there in a bit uneasy, waiting for Hugo's next action recording talk show to record was still too strange for them.

Hugo and Jie hugged each other, and the two exchanged tacit gazes. Then Hugo walked to the front of the sofa. However, Hugo did not sit down deliberately, but looked at the crowd of people on the scene seriously. The entire space suddenly became narrower. The surging heat wave made the air become restless, as if you could see the physical waves coming towards you.

The audience's applause gradually weakened. Everyone looked at Hugo's gaze at the scene, thinking that Hugo had something to say, so they all stopped their movements. Jie also looked at Hugo who had never sat down with confusion, and cast doubtful eyes. Even the other members of Honor until death were full of confusion.

But at this moment, Hugo suddenly smiled, then raised his chin slightly, raised his hands suddenly, and kept raising them up. All the audience members at the scene would smile, and the applause sounded again, and everyone burst out with the most surging energy in their hearts. The earth-shaking applause was almost overturning the camera.

Looking at the boiling heat wave at the scene, Jie couldn't help but laugh and stood there to applause Hugo.

Three minutes, the applause lasted for three minutes, which was almost equivalent to a century for a talk show that only had one hour. However, the director of "Tonight Show" did not stop all this, but just quietly expressed his inner excitement with applause, because he knew that this episode was destined to create history again.

"Wow, wow..." Jay sighed repeatedly, "Look at our glory to death, look at our Hugo Lancaster, and gave us a show a warning when we came up. Such a grand occasion is probably unique in the history of the show."

Facing Jie's joke, Hugo looked calm and spread his hands, "Thirty-six weeks, none of us knows if we can have a second time, right?" The implication is: Enjoy the glory of this time.

This made everyone chuckle at the scene, but Jay had to correct it, "Thirty-seven Weeks," Seeing Hugo's puzzled gaze, Jay continued, "I said, it was Thirty-seven Weeks."

Hugo raised his hands and clapped gently, "That's what I said."

Everyone burst into laughter, and even the members of Glory to death began to celebrate and celebrate, and Neil and others felt a lot of tension. After seeing Hugo sit down, everyone sat down one after another. Jie's expression was still full of helplessness. Few people could make Jie lose their wretch in the talk show, but Hugo was undoubtedly one of them.

"So, you are really enjoying it, right?" Jay continued along the opening topic. "Thirty-seven Weeks, this is an incredible record. Before you knew it, you have become one of the most successful bands in music history. Some people compare you to the Beatles, and some people think that your achievements can be compared with Michael Jackson, but whatever the result is, the fact is, you are making history, Thirty-seven Weeks...how do you feel?"

Hugo looked back at his teammates, and everyone exchanged glances. Hugo shrugged, "To be honest, it's better than the results achieved by 'Bathing in the morning'? That's wonderful; winning the championship for twenty consecutive weeks? That's cool; but thirty-seven weeks? It's all so ridiculous that we still think this is a huge scam, such as a dream that can never wake up."

"A dream for thirty-seven weeks in a row." Pedro added, causing the scene to chuckled again.

Hugo nodded repeatedly in agreement, "That's what I mean. In fact, many times, people keep talking about our band making history. But in fact, the so-called history needs to be written by time, thirty-seven weeks? That's really incredible, but does this really mean it's historical record? Does it really mean we have reached the height of the Beatles or Michael Jackson? I don't know, this feeling is really strange..."

Hugo laughed, "I don't know, in fact, we are standing at the node of time and in the real space, so it's hard for me to feel the surging of history. I'm not sure what kind of special feeling it is, but for me, there has been no special change in the past period. I'm still preparing to shoot a new movie, and then my teammates start doing underground tours..."

Everyone at the scene was quiet, including the reporters who had just had a brief interview. Obviously, Hugo's interview was much deeper on the "Tonight Show", which is what is truly worth paying attention to.

"So you mean, the album "Storm" won the Billboard championship for 37 weeks in a row, becoming the only third album in the entire music history to achieve such a result, but you don't have any special feeling?" Jie said with an incredible look on his face.

Hugo shrugged, "Jay, you are not a freezing man." Hugo is insinuating the story of "Batman and Robin". Arnold's role as a freezing man always looks like he can't hear clearly.

Everyone on the scene burst into laughter.

Jay laughed himself, "Hugo, but you're not Bruce Wayne either." The counterattack was quick and accurate, "So, Neil, do you agree with Hugo? Do you really have no feelings about Thirty-Seven Weeks?"

Neil looked at his teammates, "Of course it's not that there is no feeling at all. To be more precise, we have no real sense yet and feel that all this seems impossible. Sometimes we even have an illusion that the one who created history is a group of complete strangers, and we are just bystanders, who amazed all the incredible things like everyone else."

"So, we've come to outer space." Jay sighed, making the laughter sound again, "It must be admitted that thirty-seven weeks is not good news for some people. 'Get out of the charts, damn trash band', Bono said irritably." Bono, the lead singer of the u2 band.

After causing laughter on the scene again, Jay looked at the band members who were glorious to death with a calm look on his face, "Pepe, I heard the news, is this true?"

Pedro looked at Jay and laughed awkwardly, but nodded, "Yes, yes."

"So, have you selected those beauties?" Jay said aggressively, while everyone on the scene burst into laughter, Pedro was also panicked, "No, absolutely not, it was just too excited for a moment, it was just an accident."

Jay said that not long ago, after Pedro won the 20-week championship for "storm", he ran on the street frantically. When he saw almost any stranger, he rushed up to give the other party a big hug, which scared many passers-by. Later, everyone found out that it was Pedro, and they all took the initiative to come up and hug Pedro, which became a big and small news.

"So, why didn't you do this this time? Is it because the streets are full of riot police?" Jay's words made Pedro laugh and wave his hands repeatedly, "It's not like that. In fact, just like what Hugo said, we were naturally happy and excited at the beginning. I remember that when we learned that the 'storm' had won the championship for twenty-five weeks, our first reaction was to rush to the set to find Hugo. Hugo was working at that time, and he was jumping wildly with us, screaming, and making the whole set a mess. But later on, it was so beautiful that it didn't look like the real one at all..."

Pedro looked at Fujin with help, and Fujin continued, "In addition to being simple happiness and excitement, he was also a little suspicious, a little nervous, and a little uncertain."

"Unsure?" Jie interrupted.

Fujin nodded, "Not sure if we are already outstanding enough to match such results? Not sure if all this is true or just a dream for us."

This is a real reaction. When you really stand in front of the threshold of history, the huge pressure and panic are almost irresistible. Everyone knows that their steps are writing a brand new history, but their steps are getting heavier and heavier. The mixed mood is difficult to describe in words, and they may even begin to doubt themselves.

Jay raised his eyebrows, raised his hands to surrender, and looked at Hugo again, "So, this is..." After all, it was difficult for him to understand that mixed mood, because he was always just a bystander, a participant, but not a creator. No thousand words could truly represent glory to death.

Hugo pursed his lips and pointed his chin slightly, "A group of psychopaths daydreaming."
Chapter completed!