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Published at 3rd of November 2021 09:02:30 AM


Chapter 2493: 2493

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"No one can refuse Lan Li!"

The unanimous, enthusiastic, and impassioned shouts exploded, and then all the young people burst into laughter, haha’s cheerful laughter surging in his ears, making Gavin dumbfounded, and some can’t keep up-from spirit to This is all on the physical level.

What should he do?

"Hey, how about it, do you want to come together?"

The call from the front sounded, Gavin recovered, and raised his head, he could feel the surging youthful vigor coming toward him, as if the same beam of sunlight created the effect of a spotlight. Yang Yang was jumping lightly on the surface of his skin, and he couldn't help but get up with Gavin's footsteps. He was now 100% sure that if he hadn't come to Indio, he would definitely regret it.

Thank God, he came to the scene.

"Come!" Gavin replied, and then hurried to catch up. Along the way, enthusiastic greetings were endless. Only less than fifteen minutes after arriving at the scene, Gavin had already deeply felt the excitement of the festival. The difference was that the beating heart in his chest trembled slightly.

...

No one wants to miss the Pioneer Village Music Festival.

Leaving aside the title of "New Generation Woodstock" for the time being, they missed the "One Man's Concert" and missed the "Dreamback Kerosene Lamp Bar". If they miss the Pioneer Village Music Festival again, they may be forever Land has no chance with Lan Li-after all, Lan Li's live performances are really too few.

The Don Quixotes in every corner of the world, the lonely people who still believe in "Don Quixote" in the spiritual corner, everyone mobilized and couldn't wait to go to Indio, even before the festival ticket was officially released. , They have already started asking for leave, booking accommodation, and arranging itineraries, not because they are sure they can buy tickets, but because they are sure they will never miss this opportunity regardless of whether they have tickets or not.

You will never miss it!

Hope Baez is like this. Three months ago, she had asked for leave, and then counted the days with her fingers, looking forward to this day day and night-of course, Charlie-Bowen is also the same. At first, I didn't have much interest in the music festival, but I was also infected with enthusiasm by Hope, so I looked forward to it.

There are William Taylor and Graham Hughes, Chanel Laurent and Tessa Bredon, Timsey Leslie, and... all the familiar The friends of Don Quixote made the itinerary tacitly, and decided to reunite again without saying hello.

The social work life allows them to say goodbye to those fanatical years for a short time, and they can no longer gather together day and night as they did when they were students to talk and talk, and even their daily contacts have begun to weaken and leave, seeming to gradually forget each other, but in fact The connection has never been broken.

Last year, at the premiere of "Big Hero 6" in Oakland, many Don Quixotes responded to the call of the beginning of the blue ceremony to have a short gathering for a short time, but after all, it was still a small scale, and the motivation of the cartoon was still It was slightly insufficient; however, this time it was different. All expectations and hopes released energy. Without words or calls, they were able to unite with each other, rushing in the same direction from the north and the south.

This enthusiasm alone is full of hope.

This is a feast!

It is not only a feast for folk or music lovers, but also a feast for Don Quixote. It is a feast for all people who still have a little hope and enthusiasm for life and dreams to gather for the final carnival:

As if tomorrow is about to usher in the end of the world, wantonly sway all the life energy, dancing, singing, laughing, painful, happy, sad... Life is like the splendid summer flowers, and death is like the quiet beauty of autumn leaves. Really let life bloom and burn the last drop of blood.

All people, all people in the literal sense, temporarily put down their age and gender, temporarily put down their jobs and titles, temporarily put down their identities and roles, remove their disguise and masks, and just become themselves, the purest and simplest self, in the wasteland. In the desert, return to the primitive.

Among the crowd, you can see the laughter of Paul Walker and Ryan Gosling, and you can see Edith Hall, Rooney Mara and Jessica Chastain whistling towards the passing handsome guy. You can see Jack Gyllenhaal getting drunk, and Scarlett Johansson dancing in a flamboyant red dress... No one is surprised, no one is watching, everything is It's so natural.

Hope still clearly remembers that on the morning of the first day of the festival, a homeless man with dirty braids, wearing only a pair of dirty and torn overalls, danced in circles beside the stage, no one paid attention to him. He didn't pay attention to anyone, just immersed in the music, clearly in the crowd, but as if there was only one person in the world.

Ecstasy, wanton, but happy.

At that moment, Hope could also feel the sweetness and happiness in his heart overflowing, as if they could temporarily block all the disturbances of the world and society out of the desert, and live in an undisturbed loneliness. In the field, talk to yourself without paying attention to the eyes of others.

During the day, the scorching sun, the scorching hot air almost burned the skin, and the raging wind and sand continued, but they were still undisturbed, walking between different stages, dancing to their heart's content.

In the dark night, the moonlight is like water, and the temperature is so cold that it is shivering, people wrap up blankets, and then sit around the bonfire, discussing, arguing, sharing, relaxing, listening to the wind and laughter, staying up all night.

Time and space began to blur, losing their original meaning, isolated from the world but crowded with people. If this is the lonely land described in "The Beast", like the last oasis under the apocalypse, then Hope is willing to stay here, Water this land with my enthusiasm and passion, patiently waiting for the moment when the desert bred and grow green leaves.

Three days.

It seems that I just arrived in the Indio Desert one second before, and the next second has already come to an end. Before all the laughter and tears can be vented, the curtain of carnival has begun to fall slowly, and the feeling of reluctance has not grown for the time being. Seeing signs, enthusiasm is rising in word-of-mouth discussions, because -

Lan Li is about to debut.

Lan Li, coming soon!

Just imagining it in my mind, the blood couldn't help but boil again, the heart had its wings inserted early and soared towards the main stage.

At 6 o’clock in the evening on the third day of the festival, John Legend is performing on the main stage, while the other side stages have successively finished their performances, and the staff quickly and orderly removed some of the scaffolding that blocked the view, leaving the entire desert. His sight became open and wide, and the endless flat ground allowed all sights to gather on the main stage, and the brewing craze began to boil.

At the same time, at the eight major entrances of the music festival, the staff are working orderly. The long-awaited team at the entrance stretches out like a long dragon. They can't even see the head at a glance. Despite the excitement, but the audience Still patiently maintaining the team, one by one completed the entry, and then all the brains gathered in the direction of the main stage.

Seventy thousand.

Eighty thousand.

One hundred thousand.

One hundred twenty thousand.

One hundred and fifty thousand.

According to the official incomplete statistics of the Pioneer Village Music Festival, more than 150,000 spectators gathered around the main stage at the last moment. The dense and vast sea of ​​people spread out unbelievably, and the bright orange sunset was swayed in full, bright yellow. The desert spread in splendor, and the bright to strong colors became a majestic backdrop, highlighting the magnificence of the 150,000 people in the audience.

No language can accurately describe the grand occasion, not even the tip of the iceberg.

Directly in front of the main stage, the vast sea of ​​people spread out; directly behind the main stage, the turbulent sea of ​​people stretched out in a fan-shaped manner. Every corner within a radius of one kilometer was covered with crowds, forming a circle with the stage as the center. The huge round shape, the heat remaining in the gravel began to evaporate, and the temperature was slowly dropping, but the enthusiasm on the scene was endless, and the smallness and greatness of mankind were so contradictory and harmoniously collided.

It's perfect!

Hope's heart trembled slightly. Although she was only a small member of the hundreds of thousands of people in the audience, it was one figure after another like her, who collectively constituted the glory of this vast feast, and they are writing history. , They are telling history, they are experiencing history.

Before the performance even started, Hope couldn't help but blur.

John-Legend on the stage ended the performance of the last song. Amidst the tsunami-like applause and cheers of the audience, his voice was rarely seen trembling slightly, but he still controlled his emotions. ~www.novelhall.com~ Hey, Indio, I know, you are not here for me. "

When the words came out, the whole audience burst into laughter.

"Oh, you didn't deny it." John felt that he was hurt. "Before the next guest comes on stage, there will be a special guest performer. I think you need to wait." John blinked at the audience. Eyes, proud of their pranks.

Then Ed Sheeran walked up from the side stage, nothing fancy, because he is a host, not a guest performer, there is no need to be too formal.

Ed came to John’s side, gave him a hug, and then stood in front of the microphone, "I know, you are all waiting for someone to appear on stage. I apply for it and hope I can introduce him on stage. Because this is a An important friend, a great leader, and a precious dreamer."

"It was him who made me understand the meaning of dreams and made me stand on the stage. Six years ago, he sang with an ordinary boy on the street, making him believe that his dream can be seen; and today, The boy is standing on the stage, joining all the dreamers, waiting for his arrival."

"Gentlemen and ladies, Renly-Hall."




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