Chapter 1172 Audacity
Singing softly and eloquently, the clean and clear voice lingers in the silky melody, and the scenery in the long river of time flows in the bottom of my heart.
The man on the stage was so comfortable, so free and so casual, dancing in his own music world and enjoying himself.
It doesn’t matter if there is no audience, just stand at the end of time and sing to your heart’s content.
That temperament shines along with the lights, and the atmosphere of the entire bar quietly changes. I find a piece of tranquility in the harsh cold winter and snowy night, and carefully let my mind spread in the aroma of hot cocoa by the fire.
This is not the first time Anne has watched Anson perform——
Leaving aside the August 31st band, Anson can already be seen showing off his singing voice as early as "The Princess Diaries".
But this was still the Anson Anne had never seen before.
A guitar, wandering around the world, the vicissitudes and magnificence of the years are laid out bit by bit in the melody, but there is no hustle and bustle of big winds and waves, ups and downs, just telling quietly and enjoying every moment of life.
So simple, yet so moving.
I couldn't take my eyes away at all.
Who would have thought that Anson still had such a side?
So different, yet so...Anson?
"Annie?"
A call came from the side, which startled Anne. She quickly changed her expression, fearing that her silly expression just now betrayed her inner thoughts. She looked over pretending to be calm, but found that they didn't seem to care.
Jake Gyllenhaal came slightly closer, turned to look at the stage, and looked at it carefully.
"That's Anson, right?"
Annie:? ? ?
In an instant, the lingering atmosphere disappeared without a trace, and Annie returned to reality.
Although Anne didn't know why she was nervous or what she was nervous about, her heart was still beating wildly and was about to burst out.
Ryan Phillippe, who was sitting next to him, immediately became alert when he heard the name, and followed Jack's line of sight and looked over, "Where?"
Recently, Reese Witherspoon has been discussing Anson all the time——
Anson believes that we should feel music, not just the melody, but the lyrics are also particularly important.
Anson believes that we should go deep into their lives and understand the choices they made at that time.
Anson is on a road trip, can you imagine? He's on his own, with no other companions, and God, there's no way I can do that.
Anson this, Anson that, although Anson has never appeared in their lives, Ryan is worried that their lives have been occupied by a stranger.
The result?
He came to New York to audition for a movie, went out to eat with fellow actors, and still couldn't get rid of the nightmare. What was going on?
Looking left and right, Ryan could not find Anson. He almost suspected that he was neurotic or even experiencing auditory hallucinations.
Ryan looked away and looked at Jack, "Did you just say Anson?"
Then he looked to his side to confirm that he had no auditory hallucinations, "Claire?"
Claire Denise, who is sitting on Ryan's right, and the other three people have different styles. She is cold and calm, sitting there with an expressionless face, seeming to be thinking about which cocktail or dinner she should choose.
However, if you look carefully, you can notice that Claire's eyes are inadvertently scanning the bar, and she can't help but be curious about Anson's figure.
There is no way, now the whole Hollywood is comparing Anson to Leonardo DiCaprio, not only in popularity and achievements, but also in appearance and temperament. Everyone says Anson is comparable to Leonardo.
Claire not only collaborated with Leonardo in "Romeo and Juliet", but also almost collaborated with Leonardo in "Titanic"——
Curiosity is inevitable.
Ryan's words surprised Claire and made her expression slightly embarrassed.
But Claire didn't hide it. Instead, she followed Ryan's words and said, "I didn't see it. Jack, are you sure it wasn't your eyesight?"
Jack was slightly startled. The first reaction was, did I make an own mistake?
On second thought, Jack denied the idea again. How could he admit his mistake? Moreover, Anson is not an easy target to admit.
But, how should this be explained?
Jack looked at Claire and Ryan, and the looks in their eyes made Jack speechless. He simply raised his hands high and shook them vigorously like windshield wipers, trying to catch Anson's attention.
"Hey, Anson!"
A cry, like thunder on the ground.
Anne was stunned——
So direct? The show is still going on? Does this really not matter?
The heated gazes at the scene were focused in an instant, sharp and sharp. Anne's shoulders tightened, and she couldn't help but secretly sweat for Anson.
However, Jack was completely unaware. He waved his hands vigorously and tried his best to attract Anson's attention, as if he were at a concert with 100,000 people, making his movements as conspicuous as possible, lest he could not be seen on the stage.
The point is, there are only so many people in the tavern, which is embarrassing.
On the stage, the man was extremely calm and not panicked at all.
"Shhh."
"The show is on, and the Fox Family Search soundstage is around the corner."
Light and humorous, one sentence successfully made everyone chuckle——
The audience did not pay attention to the content of the shouting, but only noticed the sound. They were dissatisfied with someone disrupting the order of the performance, and their first reaction was to ask the troublemaker to leave.
But now, a witty joke resolved the crisis, and their attention returned to the performance. After all, they did not continue to deal with the troublemaker.
However, Jack was not satisfied.
This wasn't Carnegie Hall, and they really didn't need to be so serious; besides him, other guests were also whispering, but no one scolded them for interfering with the performance. What was the purpose of targeting him one by one?
hehe.
Jack ignored the others and turned to look at his friends, his eyes bright.
"That's Anson."
"Look, that's a typical Anson response. The guy has a full beard and looks like a homeless man."
"But, I'm sure, that's Anson."
"What is he doing here? Doesn't he have a band?"
Chattering, chattering.
This made Annie a little helpless, "Jack, the performance is going on now, we need to maintain basic etiquette."
Jack opened his arms, as if he could fly high with his arms, "Enjoying the music, this is the correct way to open a tavern."
Claire glanced at Annie, then looked at Jack, and said calmly, "LeVeon Davis, didn't you see the performance introduction outside?"
"Even if it's really Anson, that means he doesn't want to be recognized."
"Moreover, it can be seen from the reaction at the scene that no one recognized him."
"So, stay quiet, you are complicating things."
Jack didn't care at all and made a face, "What's so complicated? How long do you think that guy can hide his identity? He is eye-catching wherever he goes. It doesn't take long for him to be recognized immediately. If you want to experience life, He should go to Africa, I bet it's quiet there."
Complaints are complaints, but Jack finally sat down and stopped making noise.
However, after the performance, Anson packed up his guitar, put the guitar case on his back, and walked straight over here.
(End of chapter)