Chapter 432 Soul Baptism
Performance, finally fully played——
The protagonist is the cello.
Myers' hair was flying under the light, and he strummed the piano bow with passion and devotion, and the rhythm and melody continued to accelerate smoothly.
Everyone else revolves around Miles. The clearness of the keyboard, the penetration of the guitar, and the vibration of the bass are all intertwined. As the cello becomes more and more passionate and galloping, the other three members' The performance also ignites passion, pushing to the climax bit by bit, and the energy is released without reservation.
This is also the biggest highlight of the band in front of us. The musical instruments play a more important role, and the charm of the instruments is revealed through performance and coordination.
The pace was obviously not fast, but Blair's blood was boiling.
She could clearly hear the sound of her heart pounding against her chest. Those mixed and surging waves rushed forward, and the world fell into a roar.
A smile bloomed quietly at the corner of her mouth, but her vision was completely blurred by tears.
She was like a madman, on the verge of losing control, crying and laughing, with a sense of stupidity all over her body.
But she doesn't care. Not at all.
Blair just stared ahead intently, letting himself lose control during the performance.
At this moment, Blair saw it.
Anson put the guitar behind him, picked up the drumsticks with both hands, stood in front of the jazz drum, and exchanged glances with the three friends——
Lily got the signal.
Blah blah blah, a burst of swipes on the keyboard, from bass to treble, flowing smoothly, in one go, and reaching a climax in an instant.
Drum beat, fall.
Dong-dong-dong.
It’s like the sound coming from the other end of the valley, raising the melody that has reached its peak in one breath to another level, setting off a storm.
Comprehensive, explosive.
Bass, strumming like crazy.
Keyboard, stormy.
And the cello -
Unexpected, but reasonable, the cello is the real mainstay.
The legendary classic "Aria on the G String" from Bach lays the foundation. Bass, keyboard, and drums are dazzlingly intertwined, but firmly grasp the beauty and splendor of the melody.
Miles is still elegant, but the bow collides with the strings crazily and passionately, injecting all enthusiasm and happiness into the notes, as if you can clearly feel the burning energy of the soul flowing down like a waterfall, and the entire studio is roaring.
All reason, all thoughts, were crushed, smashed, solidified, and reduced to ashes——
Nothing was left.
Even the tears were temporarily frozen on the eyelashes. I was dumbfounded and dumbfounded to accept the baptism of this storm, and was so shocked that I couldn't move.
Language loses color, actions lose meaning, the brain presses the pause button, and it just stays in place, passively becoming a boat in the storm.
Band, no more holds back.
Connor doesn't know if this is the end. After the "Tonight Show" ends, they will go their separate ways, with no follow-up, no future and no next step.
This is the curtain call.
Then, he will return to Kansas City, return to the supermarket, and return to daily life. This time it will be a farewell, a complete farewell to his musical dream.
Ah, farewell, after all, this day is about to come. I have struggled for a long time, worked hard for a long time, given up and picked up several times, but in the end, I still have to face the cruelty and helplessness of reality. Maybe After all, he is not suitable for music or acting. Maybe he should keep his dream quietly in his heart.
It was just a thought that took root in my mind and grew into a giant tree in the sky in a blink of an eye.
Those emotions and energy are all vented from the fingertips.
He doesn’t cry, why should he cry?
At least, he has shined before, he has chased and run and fought hard. He has no regrets. Although he is sad, he has no regrets. He will leave everything here to prove that he has bloomed like a bright star.
"Connor, keep your head up, chest out, and enjoy this moment."
Everything turned into notes and vented out like a torrent.
Roaring, stirring, shocking——
The different textures of different instruments collide and intertwine in this way, and the melodiousness and magnificence of the cello are vividly displayed at this moment.
A completely different expression from "Wake Me Up", the power and passion are vented violently and violently, and the whole world spins like this. The world is spinning.
Dazzled.
The impact of the heart and chest, the burning of blood and passion, a feeling that cannot be explained by words roared in the mind.
Quietly, they just sat there quietly, worshiping.
It turns out that musical instrument playing can have such power.
It turns out that band performance is much more than just singing.
It turns out that there is a higher level of shock and baptism besides "waking me up".
Then.
In the roar of the peak, Anson spoke again -
"Ah..."
There are no lyrics, just a cry, a cry from the depths of the soul.
"Ah! Ahhh!"
A little bit, and a little bit more, just like this, climbing to the peak, releasing all the energy hidden in the melody without reservation, one octave after another.
Obviously there are no lyrics, but the image just comes to mind.
"Run. Jack, run."
In the violent storm, amidst the crumbling of the earth, a thin and small body seemed to be swallowed by the darkness at any time, and would be crushed if it slowed down a little bit. Crush.
However, he did not give up.
He ran like this, running selflessly all the way, burning his lungs, burning his life, running with all the bruises on his body, running desperately.
Catch the meager ray of dawn firmly and run with all your strength.
Anson heard it, heard Connor's sadness, heard Miles' stubbornness, heard Lily's desire; he also heard the boy's cry.
All, turn into singing and release to your heart’s content.
"Ah! Ahhh!"
From the past life to the present life, from the boy to the Connor, they have never given in, stubborn and stupid, innocent and enthusiastic, igniting their own lives.
Run all the way.
"Run, Jack, don't stop, don't look back."
Blair noticed——
Tears in Anson's eyes.
Those azure eyes were like a vast ocean, embracing storms, darkness, and all scars. They were so bright and tough, yet sparkling with tears; however, he was not crying, on the contrary, he was Smile, the upward arc of the mouth shines with perseverance and tenacity.
He is shouting, venting, and roaring.
In an instant, Blair burst the dam.
She sat there, her whole world falling apart, her shoulders drooped, her hands folded, and she was shaking uncontrollably. She was sad and even more moved.
Because at this moment, she saw a fragile but strong soul, carefully showing his wounds, refusing to give up and surrender.
He does not admit defeat,
Run, Anson, run!
Involuntarily, Blair also ran wildly with Anson, took off his armor, stood naked in the storm, opened his arms, embraced the storm, which came from the depths of his soul. The trembling everywhere caused the smile to bloom freely amidst the tears, like a madman.
The performance, after reaching a peak, finally slowed down and returned to calm——
Miles, Connor, and Lily were all panting violently, as if they were pouring their souls into the performance, emptying themselves, their eyes intertwined, and finally they all looked at Anson.
The world is completely silent.
No noise at all.
Note 1: Hero——Family-of-the-year
(End of this chapter)