Flying beads splash jade, plummeting, galloping, swallowing mountains and rivers.

Piano, drum kit, cello, tambourine...... The collision of musical instruments is like the sound of pearls, and the clanging notes are stirring and colliding in the air, like a waterfall of the Milky Way falling for nine days, the mighty catharsis is down, the roar explodes, the lights are lit up in an instant, stirring up a dazzling light, and the entire Madison Square Garden is instantly transformed from night into day, and the eyes are plunged into a white expanse of brilliance.

The grandeur and majesty of the universe instantly stung the eyes, and only a surging and passionate murmur of musical notes was left in the ears, echoing in the depths of the soul.

In just a moment of breathing, all the light disappeared again, and escaped into the boundless darkness, but countless points of light flickered and jumped in the field of vision, and the out-of-focus gaze subconsciously gathered, and looked at the figure in the center of the stage dumbfounded and dumbfounded:

He grabbed the microphone with both hands, put his guitar behind his back, and sang loudly, "But ...... I have nothing. The hoarse voice crossed the sky, leaving a curling airplane cloud, sighs and regrets, helplessness and sadness, precipitated at the corners of the brilliant mouth, "You have big dreams, and you are about to Yang Fan." ”

Suddenly, Ellie's eyes filled with tears, again. She just raised her hands in the air, froze in place, and looked at Lan Li quietly, "But...... My soul is numb, and your soul is so noble. The bitterness and relief in the free transition of the true and false tones deeply touched Ellie.

She understood Lan Li, and she understood Heather. She finally understood the meaning of Don Quixote, and finally understood the meaning of "one man's concert", and at this moment, in the garden of Madison Square, in the midst of 20,000 people, she truly understood her daughter's life and dreams.

All the melodies were completely gone, and all around was silent, except for Lan Li's voice whispering, "'Honey, I love you,' those were her last words." ”

Suddenly, Ellie turned her head and looked at Heather in a daze—

Heather raised her hands high and made a ready pose to hit the rhythm, her eyes bursting with life, her face shining brightly. She could even see the jubilant soul beneath Heather's skin, soaring with joy and happiness like never before.

So, Elle turned her head again and looked at Lan Li on the stage. Lan Li began to give high-fives, and Ellie began to high-five.

"Bang, Bang, Bang!" The uniform high-five beat, starting from one person and ending with 20,000 people, the whole audience gathered into a wave of sound, vigorously swirling and stirring in the garden, and the powerful momentum even passed through the space of the venue, circling and soaring in the outdoor blizzard.

In the middle of the night, Madison Square Garden is quiet and peaceful, and on the night of the storm, a small number of reporters still gather on the empty street, trying to collect the first time about the "one-man concert". Then they all looked up and looked at the garden behind them with a look of disbelief on their faces.

"Bang, Bang, Bang!" "Bang, Bang!" again, neat and powerful rhythm, this has become the best accompaniment to the song, and has also become the best player on the stage, one eight beats, and another eight beats, the momentum gradually climbed to the extreme, and then Lan Li showed a sly smile, "Oh oh......"

The two short and brisk singing voices overflowed lightly, but they did not continue to sing, they could be cut off, and their eyes slowly scanned the scene, which seemed to take the 20,000 audience and the performance teammates into their eyes, and all the faces were so clear, in an instant, the stage was the boundary, in the light and shadow, outside the light and shadow, there was a tacit connection, and the next second-

"Oh, Ophelia!" the audience sang loudly as they beat the rhythm, and the smile on Lan Li's lips bloomed, and she sang in a loud voice, "You haunt me like a drug/addiction." ”

"Oh, Ophelia!" Ellie used all her strength to sing, sing, wanton, celebrate, and revel, and the hazy tears blurred her vision, and the figure on the stage was only a blurry figure, but it burst out with a thousand lights, and the moment the song poured out of her chest.

She is real, so real alive, not to live, not to live, but to be truly alive. Unprecedented.

"It's God who makes a fool like me fall in love!" Lan Li's singing voice tore apart in the night sky, and then, the piano, cello, tambourine, and drum kit behind him joined in the performance, and the melody sounded again, from zero to a hundred, and the energy that burst out in an instant was like the Big Bang, and the rolling air waves surged.

The rhythm has changed.

Originally, a four-beat was two clappings, but now a four-beat is four clappings, and the rhythm is suddenly doubled, majestic and gushing.

Ellie struggled to follow the rhythm, singing aloud in a selfless voice, "Oh, Ophelia!"

"You have haunted me since the beginning of the century. Lan Li's singing burst out with greater energy, and the rich and mellow voice not only did not show weakness under the rhythm of the audience, but became more powerful, and the condescending voice that directed the country firmly controlled the applause and singing of 20,000 spectators.

So, everyone sang passionately, "Oh, Ophelia!" as if she were the backing singer in the background on the stage, and with such a tacit understanding, the melody was pushed to the top, "God made a fool like me fall in love!"

Eruption, eruption, full-blown eruption. The cheerful melody, the beautiful singing voice, and the passionate rhythm burst out vigorously.

Before she knew it, Elle was jumping. She didn't think about it, she didn't ask questions, she just thought about it and did it. "Bang bang bang!" was the sound of the hands beating the rhythm, "Bang bang bang!" was the sound of the feet stirring up the air, "Bang bang bang!" was the sound of shaking the garden, "Bang bang bang!" was the sound that shook the world.

At this moment, the Madison Square Garden, where 20,000 spectators gathered, was like a giant in the sky, finally awakened, stood up, split with his bare hands, the stars were overflowing, the chaos was beginning to open, the world gradually became, the grandeur and majesty of the world, even the storm and even the cold wave seemed so weak, and they involuntarily prostrate on the ground, bowing and worshiping!

"Oh, Ophelia, you have haunted me since the beginning of the century, and oh Ophelia, it is God who makes fools like me fall in love. ”

Carnival, carnival, carnival. Laughing and crying, crying happiness, dancing, jumping, singing, laughing, just completely lost in this second. Instantaneous, become eternal.

When the melody ended, Elle subconsciously began to scream towards the stage, "Ahhh

Looking back, Elle saw Heather with such a similar expression. The bright smile, the bright happiness, the cheering were enough to light up the whole world, and then Elle bent down, hugged Heather tightly, and whispered in her ear, "Heather, I believe." I believe. ”

It's just a sentence of "I believe", but it says a thousand words. She believes that Heather will be able to stand up again and overcome her illness, that she will be able to realize her dream and take the stage, and that Heather will be able to keep her promise and persevere. She believes, she wants to believe, and she firmly believes.

Heather looked down at her red and swollen palms and laughed merrily.

Her palms couldn't be straightened, she couldn't even make a high-five, her feet couldn't stand and she could only watch the others jump and dance, her hands didn't listen to the call, and she couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the strikes. But, she doesn't care, she doesn't care at all.

Tonight is her moment, she is not alone, the audience of 20,000 people stood with her, enjoying the beauty and madness of this moment.

So, she applauded, struck hard with the lower part of her palm and elbow, she sang and joined the chorus of the audience, even if her voice was hoarse, she danced, her hands and feet were uncoordinated, her body was not harmonious, she still writhed to the melody, and danced in her own way.

At this moment, her breathing became burning, and a dull pain seemed to be felt in her lungs and throat, like pins and needles. Her body protested, but, she didn't care, she wasn't afraid, she wasn't afraid, and she definitely wouldn't back down.

It's her night and she won't miss it. On the contrary, she wants to enjoy it to the fullest, because this is her life! No one can dominate but her, not even the sickness! After struggling for seven years, for seven years, she was like a rag doll, at the mercy of the disease, she was tired, she was tired, she was tired, she was tired, she was tired, she even thought about giving up.

But now, she's changed her mind. She won't give up, and likewise, she won't be tied up. This is her life, and she wants to go on her own way! Even if there is only one day left in her life, she will not be like a coward, she will shrink her hands and feet because of the fear of death, she will bloom to the fullest.

Even if it's just for one day.

So, Heather shouted to the stage, "Cleopatra!" Her voice was so muffled that she couldn't pronounce clearly, but she didn't give up, but shouted firmly, "Cleopatra!"

Elle heard it, and Derek also heard it, they didn't know why, and thought it was a code between the fans and Lan Li, but the next second, the other fans next to them began to shout, "Cleopatra!" So, Elle also joined the ranks, and Derek also joined the ranks, and gradually, all the audience began to cheer and shout, "Cleopatra!"

The shouts were like stormy waves, one after another, constantly impacting, constantly agitating, and bursting out. The powerful energy penetrated the reinforced concrete wall and evolved into waves of shock, slamming into every reporter waiting outside the venue, looking at each other and stunned:

What happened? How did this concert come to be? Could it be that this concert, which took only four days — two days to prepare, strictly speaking — is making the history of Madison Square Garden, and even the history of American concerts?

But...... Why?