This is a concert that belongs to one person.

This is a concert that belongs to Heather Cross alone, and this is also a concert that belongs to Don Quixote.

Tribute to every Don Quixote who stumbles and stumbles on the road of dreams, but never gives up, pays tribute to every Don Quixote who tries to give up under the pressure of life, but still chooses dreams and embraces freedom after all, and also pays tribute to every Don Quixote who blooms his own color in the idle and boring life.

In this lonely and lonely concert, the dreamer is the protagonist, and the opponent is embarrassed. They are praying for a miracle, the miracle of Heather Cross regaining his strength and continuing to chase his dreams, the miracle of Don Quixote raising his spear and defeating the giant windmill.

This belongs to the agreement between dreamers.

Standing in place, Ellie Cross was trying, trying to be strong, trying to be calm, trying to be optimistic, but all efforts were in vain, trying her best to straighten her shoulders, tears still began to burst uncontrollably, and she couldn't cry.

She heard, she heard, the call from Lanli, the persistence from Heather, the cry from Don Quixote—they were all praying for a miracle, a miracle of dreams, a miracle of life. It wasn't until this moment that she understood the significance of this concert and the reason why Heather had reawakened.

Elle is so eager to be on stage, to be able to stand on stage, to be able to realize her dreams, to have her life extended, to be able to perform different colors in her limited life, to be able to choose to fight as bravely as Don Quixote.

Hoping that Heather would keep her promise.

Fortunately, they chose to come to this concert.

There was a warm touch from the palm of her left hand, and she reflexively cast her gaze, and Elle met Heather's bright eyes, she quickly wiped away the tears on her cheeks in embarrassment, and showed a big smile, and then saw Heather open her mouth wide and said with her mouth shape, "Relax!"

Elle was stunned, then couldn't help but laugh dumbly, looked up and cast her eyes at her husband, and then saw Derek's smiling banter and teasing. Elle rolled her eyes widely, raised her hands in the air, simulated a carnival action, and shook her head in a pretended frenzy, silent pantomime, but Derek and Heather both laughed.

In the next second, Lan Li's voice came from the stage, "Since it's a concert, let's get back to business." Next song!"

Everyone's eyes were on the stage, and Ellie was no exception. For the first time in the past week, she truly relaxed, enjoying a moment, just a moment, of comfort and happiness.

"Before I officially start singing, I need to thank Ed Sheeran. Everything was rushed, I didn't have enough time to do it, and I couldn't even equip the co-band. Thank you Ed, for borrowing his band. Lan Li's easy and ridiculous words made the audience laugh again, and William and the others whistled directly.

Lan Li smiled and said, "So, for the next song, I need a little help from everyone, please join me." Lan Li raised his hands in the air, bang, bang, bang, ”

The fans who attended the "Pioneer Village Night" were instantly excited, and the shock and happiness brought by the song "Simple Life" still lingered to this day, so tonight, is it "Simple Life" or something else?

Timsi was the first to raise his hands high and beat to the beat of Lan Li, "Bang, Bang!" is not a coherent kind, but a neat and controlled hit, as Lan Li said, it is not difficult.

Looking around, Elle could easily see that all the fans around her had their hands raised in the air, and so, she did the same. Turning around, Elle also looked at Derek and Heather encouragingly, and raised their hands one after another, and again, and again, the calm and powerful beat mobilized the emotions and flew up happily, and before they knew it, the corners of their mouths had already risen.

One person, two people...... 1,000, 2,000...... The sound of the beat gradually converged into a bunch, the audience of 20,000 spectators, one did not fall to the ground to join the beat, the 40,000 arms raised high, like a forest park, supporting the dark blue sky overhead, the wind blowing wheat waves-like ups and downs and surging waves, crisp and dull beats, endless, at this moment, they united, with their own hands, shake the whole world.

There was no melody, no singing, just the action of hitting the beat, and Madison Square Garden went crazy again. The applause beat is becoming more and more powerful, more and more calm, and more and more turbulent, and the heart is surging, and the body and mind are shocked!

Standing on the stage, Lan Li became the center of the applause beat, he put his hands down, gently sketched the guitar strings, a note floated out, and then, the heavy and powerful piano keyboard sound echoed, not a chapter, just a tone, but with the beat of the audience intertwined weaving, faintly outlining a magnificent scene of thousands of troops.

"Ah, ah, when I was younger......"

Lan Li's voice spread through the microphone, humming crisply and neatly, without the slightest mud and water, it seemed that even the singing had a unique rhythm of cheerfulness, but just at the beginning, William, Graham and Hope were already in a frenzy, and couldn't help but start jumping and beating the beat with all their bodies.

"Ophelia", it is actually "Ophelia"!

In a trance, they returned to that night, the night of the Emmys. There, they witnessed the first meeting of Lan Li and Ed, and they also witnessed the creation of "Ophelia". This single has always been tepid in attention and attention, but for William, it is of vital significance.

Tonight, Lan Li sang the song again, and they were once again among the performers.

Not only William, but Timothy couldn't contain his excitement, and his screams were almost overflowing.

"Ophelia", like "Cleopatra", is a repertoire born out of Shakespeare's plays, and they are not just pop songs or indie ballads, but also the best portrayal of Lane as an artistic creator. He was so lucky to be able to join the performance of this song at the concert, and his happiness was almost overflowing.

In Madison Square Garden, they're not the only fanatics.

The beat of the applause remained at a steady pace, but the enthusiasm and madness were gradually heating up, "I, I, should have been wiser, but I don't feel the slightest remorse, and you don't have the original expectations." ”

Harvest. The audience, braked in time, all the applause disappeared instantly, the whole scene was silent, Ellie's hands were just together, her muscles were stiff, only her eyes were moving, I don't know why.

But in the next second, the answer was revealed:

The flowing and turbulent piano keyboard sounds, a drum of catharsis, light tambourine and playful drum beats, through the process, a short eight beats, the grace and excitement of the melody are vividly displayed. Before he had time to shout and scream, his emotions were already like a roller coaster, reaching his peak and rushing to the bottom.

"Bang, Bang, Bang!" The uniform applause beat sounded again, so magical, as if the audience knew every detail, every part, and even every rest of the song, as if the audience was the last member of the live band, that kind of turbulent wave, that kind of integrated empathy, the moving interpretation of the melody and lyrics to the extreme, no need to think, just ...... Be a part of the show.

"I, I, find a new love here, he, he, as if he were on top of the world, but I cannot feel the slightest remorse, and you will not rebuke me. ”

A smile rose at the corner of Ellie's mouth, and she exchanged glances with Derek, vigilantly and intently observing the other spectators' every move, especially Heather's movements, and then braked in time to restrain herself from the precipice. The garden fell silent again, and then Ellie held her breath and waited. Here it comes.

The melody of lightness and translucency, clear and deep, and sunny, this time in a short four beats, with a spring and light drum beat rushing like a clear spring, flows down the foothills of the nine curves and eighteen bends, short, cheerful, and light, and then, the audience sings in unison, "Oh, Ophelia!"

Ellie's eyes widened, and she looked at the sound in disbelief. Not the whole audience, only a third, but it was the singing of this third of the audience, "Oh, Ophelia", but it was so neat, so rich, so turbulent, and it complemented Lan Li's singing, like a majestic symphony, like a downpour, and the torrential raindrops were almost breathless.

Then, abruptly, Lan Li's singing voice was mellow and moving, humming the charming verse, "You have haunted my mind since the beginning of the century." "It's easy to come by, but the aftertaste is far-reaching.

"Oh, Ophelia!" the audience sang along again, the cheerful melody that made the smile on the corner of the mouth, bloom and bloom again, and even the depths of Lan Li's eyes burst out with dazzling brilliance, "It was God who made a fool like me fall in love." ”

Involuntarily, without warning, Elle fell in love like this, she fell in love with the song and even more with the concert. This is the singing that belongs to the Blue Rites, and this is also the singing that belongs to the Blue Rites and Don Quixote.

Turning her head, Elle caught the excitement and happiness in Heather's eyes, the brilliance of the corners of the two people's mouths and the light under their eyes, complementing each other. This made Elle can't help but raise her chin high, as if bathed in the baptism of music, and truly become a part of this concert.

Then, Lan Li's singing stopped again, and the furious and galloping piano keyboard sound began to roar, and the majestic momentum exploded without any reservation. The whole audience, boiling.