There was not a sound in the entire Staples Stadium, even the air seemed to have condensed, and the sound of the breeze was completely gone, giving the illusion that time and space were frozen at this moment, and everyone was still, not moving at all.

In the midst of this stillness, Ray touched the card in his hand again, and then said firmly, "'Storm', from glory to death!" ”

There was no sound, there was still no sound, it seemed that the slightest sound would disturb the sacredness and greatness of the moment, all the sounds were blurred and dissipated in that brilliant halo, and the deathly silence of the scene froze time and space at this moment, and the moment of history was frozen in the smile on the corner of Ray Charles's mouth.

A light breeze blew, Lei was the first to raise his hands and gently agitated, and in an instant, as if magic had touched the seal, the crisp applause made everyone on the scene react. Then the applause erupted like a tsunami, and Staples Field shook in the midst of that powerful sound, as if the whole world had been shaken, as if the whole of history had been shaken. That powerful momentum is like a hurricane, sweeping the world!

History, that's how it was made.

From an indie band that the Grammys refused to recognize, to a pinnacle band with eight gramophones; From the fledgling of "almost famous" to the birth of "bathing in the morning light", and then to the history of "stormy rain", the ups and downs of glory to death are clearly recorded in the annals of history.

The Grammys witnessed the glory of glory to death with eight trophies in one night, recognized the wave of rock and roll that began to recover from Nirvana, recognized the impact of new metal rock, and recognized that the future development trajectory of the music market will be destined to have a place for rock and roll...... From the Best Single of the Year Award, to the Best Production Award of the Year, to the Best Album of the Year Award, the Grammys used the most crisp and neat way to announce that the era of glory to death has arrived, and it also announced that the trend of rock and roll has become unstoppable!

No more words, this is an era that belongs to rock and roll, this is an era that belongs to the new wave, this is an era that belongs to reform and innovation, this is an era that belongs to rebellion, from the four trophies in the rock department, to the three major awards in the comprehensive category; From the double chart number one of year-end albums and singles, to the music wave that swept the world; From Michael Jackson's presence to Ray Charles' arrival...... There is no doubt that this is a night that makes history, this is a night that rewrites the era, and this is a night that belongs to glory to death.

So far, in the hall of glory in the long history of music, glory to death has won a place for itself!

The scene at Staples Field has fallen into a frenzy, and everyone in the audience has maintained a standing posture - all the guests have not sat down since Ray came out, clapping their hands vigorously, and expressing their inner intricacies with excitement, some people are happy, some people are lost, some people are excited, some people regret, some people sigh, and some people sigh...... On this night of writing history, they became witnesses and at the same time became part of this era. Perhaps, they did not have the opportunity to participate in the era when Ray made history, but they were fortunate to attend the present when the glory and death will go down in history.

Echo Park in Los Angeles, Washington Square in New York, Downtown Plaza in Chicago...... More than 100,000 young volcanoes gathered in the main squares of as many as 14 major cities across the United States to watch the live broadcast of the Grammys, and they witnessed the birth of history at this moment, and everyone was already in a frenzy. They cheered, they screamed, they cried, they jumped, they roared...... They used all their strength to vent their inner boiling and excitement. How fortunate they are to be a part of the young volcano, accompanying the glory to death on the path of this dream, leaving an eternal imprint in the memories of youth.

The overwhelming cheers gathered from all corners of the North American continent and soared into the sky, allowing the starry sky to shine on Staples Field, illuminating the stage and condensing into a coordinate point of light like the North Star in the long river of time.

Hugo stood there and couldn't react, in fact, there were too many moments like this tonight, Hugo thought he would be used to it, but when the name of "Storm" came out of Ray's mouth, Hugo's brain still couldn't turn around, and his first reaction was, "Is this a joke?" "It's just perfect, it's perfect...... There is no sense of reality at all, it is like a sweet dream, a perfect dream that people are intoxicated with and do not want to wake up.

Hugo turned his neck a little stiffly and looked at his teammates standing next to him, but whether it was Pedro, Alfonso, Neil or Forkin, they were all stunned in place. No one could have reacted - when the dream came true, it was hard to believe that even though they had taken the stage six times tonight, the seventh time it still didn't get any easier.

The expressions on everyone's faces were similar: a slight frown, a twinkle of doubt in their eyes, as if questioning the results of the prize.

The surrounding colleagues pulled off the hand-pulled fireworks in their hands, all the cheers and congratulations were endless, and the crowd made the backstage standby room flooded, as if the world's energy was swarming here, and the group surrounded the five members of the team who were glorious to death. But even so, the five of them felt that it was all unreal—too good to be true.

Michael rushed forward and gave Hugo two hard blows on the shoulder, a big smile blooming on his face, "Hey man, you did it!" You did it! The excited voice was even more excited than his own award, expressing his inner joy with the most direct body language.

Hugo could only see the excitement on Michael's face, but he didn't know what he was talking about, only saw the mouth open and closed, and then he felt that someone was pushing him, and the steps under his feet were as if he was stepping on the clouds, soft, and he couldn't focus at all, so that he felt like he was going to fall into the abyss at any time, and that ethereal feeling made Hugo couldn't help but start looking left and right. But there was a crowd everywhere, applause everywhere, a light everywhere, and everything became blurred, and it was impossible to distinguish clearly.

This feeling has really been lost for a long time, even when he won the Best Actor award at the Oscars, the excitement that came to his face was not so direct and intense, like a black hole directly swallowing him, constantly rotating in the dazzling light, unable to control his body at all, as if everything was out of control.

Then, the halo in front of him gradually became brighter, and Ray's smiling face became clear little by little in his sight, and Hugo only felt that Ray took the initiative to give him a big hug, and the voice full of vicissitudes and magnetism said, "I guess, you are Hugo." Hugo looked at Ray in some surprise, and then listened to Ray continue, "Your work is admirable, and I hope this is not the last time I hear your name." With that, Ray patted Hugo on the back and took a step back.

At this time, Hugo reacted and hurriedly reached out to try to help Ray, but Mary, who was standing on the side, walked up, congratulated Hugo with a smile, held Ray's right hand, and then led him to the side.

Looking at Ray's back, that sense of reality suddenly struck, like a meteorite that concentrated Hugo's heart. Hugo suddenly understood, not only because all this is too beautiful, but also because all this is too difficult, although on the road of acting, Hugo has also had a bumpy road, from a non-professional actor to today's position; But the path of music was so long and arduous that he even forgot what he had started, and looking back, he had gone through a full fifteen years.

At this moment, he had waited too long, too long.

In the line of sight, the figures of Neil, Fokin, Pedro, and Alfonso gradually became clear, and they all had similar expressions on their faces - their faces were full of incredulity. Pedro and Alfonso were already crying with joy, their faces full of embarrassment blooming in smiles, but they had forgotten to wipe the hot tears; Neil stood by with a blank expression, his blurred eyes constantly searching around, and perhaps even he didn't know what he was searching for; Hugo even saw Fauquin turn his head in a bit of a panic, hiding his expression so that people couldn't see it clearly.

Not only Hugo, but everyone who died of glory deeply understood what this trophy meant, which made the night complete, and also recognized their perseverance along the way, and strengthened their belief in continuing to move forward on the next road. Perhaps, this is not the first time tonight, they have taken the stage for the seventh time, but the excitement and excitement are unprecedented, breaking everyone's defenses.

Looking at the fireworks splinters falling from the sky, listening to the thunderous applause of the audience, and feeling the heat wave swarming from all directions, the unreal feeling that was so real to the extreme finally slowly landed, so that my feet could touch the ground and feel that sense of solidity.

His heart was trembling slightly, the hot air filled his lungs, and the rapid breathing let Hugo know that it was all true.

Hugo walked forward, gave Neil a hug, and whispered in his ear, "Neil, you are the captain, and the final acceptance speech needs you to step forward." ”

Neil gave Hugo a blank look, and then brought Hugo to the microphone like a marionette, he even forgot that he still had the gramophone trophy that Ray had just handed him in his hand, and just stood in front of the microphone at a loss, like a child lost in Disneyland.

This moment is too important and too beautiful for glory to death.