Chapter 864 Soul Stirring
Bang, bang, bang! Bang bang bang!
That was the sound of legs hitting the ground. The street performance is evolving into a concert with thousands of people. Everyone jumps to their heart's content, letting their blood boil and sweating. They use their bodies to feel the pulse of the melody and use their souls to ignite the energy of the notes. , the sound of the beating of the heart can be clearly heard above the eardrum——
Over time, the heartbeat seems to overlap with the footsteps, colliding with a steady stream of sparks.
Oh oh oh! Oh oh oh!
That is the cry coming from the lungs, roaring and venting with forgetfulness and passion. Feel the boiling of the blood and the trembling of the soul. Temporarily put all thoughts and distracting thoughts behind and let yourself be in the world of music. Travel, indulge in freedom and lose yourself.
Listen, that is your own voice, venting and releasing all your emotions, good and bad, throwing a big fire and burning them all without restraint.
Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!
This is the sound of the whole world spinning.
One, and another.
No one was an exception. They stared dumbly at the sea of people in front of them. They were already involved in the storm before they even had time to think about what was going on. Their hearts felt the trembling and shock coming from the soles of their feet.
Then, surrender.
Dancing, singing, shouting and swaying, happiness and joy bloom between the eyebrows, cheerful laughter roars in the chest, it seems that you can feel the hunting wind stirring in your ears, you don’t need wings to do it fly.
Camilla has really not been so happy for a long, long time.
Work is heavy and boring. She hates work from the bottom of her heart. Although she still has to go to work from nine to five day after day in order to make a living; but she can only breathe and live when she gets off work every day. She thought that no one in the world liked working, and even if someone said they liked it, they were deceiving themselves.
She originally thought that they had reached a consensus on love, that it was plain and true, and that she could find some fun in a walking dead life without passion. But obviously, she was wrong. What was worse than being betrayed was that she began to doubt herself. , all judgments about people and things are wrong.
In life, accidents come one after another, and there seems to be no moment to breathe. My father’s tumor is just one of countless setbacks.
She has a lot of confusion but can't find the answer. Tired, angry, and bitter, I even no longer have the strength to vent my anger loudly.
Only when I grow up do I realize that anger and hatred also require strength. They require more energy than love and happiness. The exhausting daily life makes anger difficult; over time, it is lost like this. The ability to react, whether positive or negative, is just like a walking zombie, numb and stiff as it continues to live.
It seems that breathing is also consuming your own life.
However.
Yesterday and today are different.
To be precise, things have taken on a completely different look since the bottom yesterday afternoon.
It turns out that life can have more.
It turns out that there is a vast world beyond the realm of comfort.
It turns out that there are still countless unknowns waiting to be explored before life reaches its end.
At this time. now.
Temporarily forget everything, even yourself, give your body to the drums, give your soul and heart to the melody, and then embrace freedom.
"Oh oh oh! Oh oh oh!"
The whole world roared.
Camilla could see Pauline next to her, both of them smiling brightly and happily, bumping shoulders and shaking their heads, just -
Singing loudly.
When their eyes looked forward again, they could finally feel the happiness of the band members and truly become a part of the performance.
"Oh oh oh! Oh oh oh!"
The singing continued; and Anson sang again, turning the grandeur and splendor of the entire audience into background music, standing at the end of time Sing loudly to the ends of the earth.
"Listen to the bells of Jerusalem, the singing of the Roman cavalry reverberates through the mountains and seas, serve as my mirror, sword and shield, and my missionaries stand outside the borders." (Note 1)
Anson looked around, Looking at the audience, conveying the eyes, it seems that the exchange and collision of emotions can be felt between the lightning and flint, and the heart and soul can understand -
Climbing up an octave, the singing voice is high, and the aura is full. "I just can't let it go for some reasons. Once you leave here, there will be no more harsh words. This is the era of my rule."
Treble, burst, Emotions are completely released at the peak.
Like a strong wind, like a heavy rain.
Leaning down with his face covered, tremors shot up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head like electricity, and his mind roared.
In an instant, there was such an impulse——
Kneel down on one knee and worship.
It’s not just because of the band, but more because of the humility and insignificance of standing in front of the torrent of time. I can only tremble while my heart is surging.
However, Anson did not continue to sing the high notes, but turned around and the accompaniment stopped abruptly; but at the same time, the band members continued to sing.
"Oh oh oh. Oh oh oh."
The whole audience was the same.
After falling from the peak of the hustle and bustle, there was no accompaniment, no musical instruments, no melody, only a cappella singing, and more than a thousand people in the audience hummed in unison.
Oh oh oh...
Oh oh oh!
Everything, return to the original, return to the simplest and most pristine appearance, relying only on one voice to perform the most natural and moving melody.
But that’s not all.
The heart is beating; the blood is burning.
The vibrations and agitation in the body are being transmitted from the inside out, evolving into bursts of singing; the singing of thousands of people outside the body surges in, surrounding itself, and every pore in the body is feeling it A surge of energy.
You also become a part of the music.
"Oh oh oh... oh oh oh..."
Anson approached the microphone again, singing a cappella as accompaniment, singing softly and lightly again, speaking slowly and slowly, just like Wash away the lead, strip off the halo, all the noise disappears, and stand alone at the end of the world.
"For some reasons I can't let go. Once you leave here, you will no longer..."
"There will no longer be unfaithful advice, and this is the era of my rule..."
Sad, bitter, lonely, but not nostalgic, turned around and walked away.
Finally, the end.
Anson raised his right hand high and drew a pause like a conductor.
Stop!
Scattered on the ground, the singing stopped, some people were earlier and some were later, but in the end they cut off the sound one after another.
However, still no one moved.
One by one, they stood quietly, panting, their chests undulating violently like bellows, feeling the surging and boiling of a full burst of adrenaline, and listened attentively——
Quiet, All was quiet.
In the silence, those breathing, heartbeats, and blood are all clearly audible, quietly expressing the enthusiasm and emotion in the heart, and the lingering sound lingers, and it seems that Anson can still be heard singing loudly in the depths of his soul.
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh.
Over and over again, running through my mind.
Caught off guard, Camilla could no longer control herself, she burst into tears and couldn't stop, but it was not sadness or bitterness, but happiness and joy. Her smile bloomed in the tears, and she tried her best cried out loudly.
Ah! Ahhhh!
(End of this chapter)