72_72291 "I need to dream a little more, live a little less; I need a little more light in the darkness. You will never see the tears in my heart, so to hell with it! You can cry until you burst into tears and then let go of me. You are who you love, not what others love and see you as you are. are。 what。 you。 love，not。 who。 loves。 You), in a world surrounded by 'yes' shouts, I heard a roar: No, no! ”

Hugo's mind was resounding with a slow but passionate drum beat, the surging emotions were like huge waves crashing against the rocks of the coast, the rhythm was not fast, and again, and again, and violently struck out endless reverberations, and vibrated waves of sound under the blue sea and blue sky, so that the whole world began to stir up gently.

It is a complex world of countless controversies, where people always reject the different, because the unknown that the alien represents tends to make people panic, Giordano Bruno. Bruno) was once condemned as a "heretic" by the Inquisition for opposing geocentrism and promoting heliocentrism, and burned to death in Campo de' Fiori in Rome.

This is true of every new thing that arises.

When rock first appeared in the late forties, it was considered a product of moral decay; When punk first appeared in the mid-seventies, it was considered the beginning of rock 'n' roll; When the Internet emerged in the late eighties, it was considered the greatest threat to human security; When grunge came out in the early nineties, it was considered grunge music that moaned without disease...... And so much more, once women were considered dishonorable appendages, once blacks were inferior creatures without human rights, once colds were a catastrophe that could take their lives, once homosexuality was a heretic that required capital punishment, once flying was considered an impossible dream, and once landing on the moon was considered a ridiculous wishful thinking......

This is the necessity of society. Too many people are comfortable with life, too many people dare not dream, and any little dream of a little greatness seems to be considered a product of destroying life, which will make their "peaceful life" fragmented, and everyone is willing to be ordinary, trying to hide themselves among the general masses of society, lest any little heresy will make them the second Giordano Bruno.

But if everyone is like that, society will not progress; If no one dares to take the first step, the dream will not come true. Once upon a time, outer space was considered an impossible dream, but now it is within reach; Right now, people think that the galaxy is too ethereal, but who knows if one day in the future it will become as simple and ordinary as going out shopping.

We need to dream a little more and live a little less; We need to have a little more light in this boundless darkness to guide us forward. We can't restrain our dreams, smooth out our individuality, and restrain our edge because of the ordinariness and ordinariness of society. This is a path full of thorns, and no one can deny it, and it may seem to others to be extremely simple and casual, as if "individuality" means unbridled and freewheeling, but the opposite is true.

It is precisely because this society rejects the different that the personality becomes the representative of the other, and people will concentrate all their efforts to exclude the other. This makes every step of the heterogeneous extremely difficult, as if fighting for "equality between men and women" for more than half a century, gender in the workplace. Discrimination is still not fully resolved; Decades later, in 2014, the "Ferguson Affair" caused a sensation around the world.

The aliens need to put in more effort, and it is difficult to move forward on the vast road ahead, and what is even more terrifying is that they have dreams, but they don't know what the end of their dreams is, because they are the pioneers who open up the road, and they can only grope their way forward, carrying the rejection and pressure of the whole society, and take steps. But the funny thing is that no one can see the tears in the hearts of the aliens, and no one wants to see them.

So, to hell with it! Those so-called mainstream of society can turn tears into oceans, but please give me freedom.

"You are who you love, not what others love and see you as you are. are。 what。 you。 love，not。 who。 loves。 You)", you are what you are*, insist on being yourself, don't change yourself because of others' expectations, prejudices, discrimination and rejection of you, because everyone is so different, and we are precisely because of our own special to become ourselves. Each person is an individual, not a cookie-cutter Barbie doll, and we have no responsibility or obligation to change ourselves according to the expectations of others.

So...... In a world full of "yes, yes, yes", that "no" full of all this anger rises from the ground!

Hugo once thought that his small dream was impossible to achieve - he wanted to plant the seeds of faith in rock and roll again, and water the shoots to make them thrive. This is an unattainable dream, because the historical trajectory that Hugo knows clearly proves this, but Hugo still made his choice without hesitation, even knowing that he would be bleeding and bruised, even knowing that the result of his efforts was still in vain, even if he knew that the end of his dream was an abyss...... But Hugo still took a firm step.

But now, this qiē is no longer an ethereal fantasy. Because "young volcanoes (young. The great success of Voloes)" told Hugo: the seeds of rock 'n' roll faith have been successfully planted in the soil, although this is only the most insignificant first step, although there is still an incomparably long way to go, although it is a contest with the whole course of history, with the whole society, but ...... He has already succeeded in the first step!

This small success made Hugo's heart surge, and his incomparable joy surpassed even the victory of the battle of the century, the achievements of the "young volcano", and the glory of the "Independence Day". Because this made Hugo firmly believe that his dream is not an invisible fantasy, and his life is blooming infinitely in his own way. It may be that it is a road full of thorns, but he will still walk with determination.

The melody of zào, which was originally created at London Heathrow Airport, reverberated in Hugo's mind today, stirring up the oppressive slow but enthusiastic surge, but Hugo still could not fully describe the whole music, and the huge dream and persistence in his heart vaguely appeared in his mind, but he did not find a clear appearance.

What should this song be called? "Rock 'n' roll faith"? The theme was too large for Hugo to be confident enough to express in its entirety, but the core idea of the song was, so ...... Maybe he could name it for the time being, and then wait for the whole song to finish and think of a new name.

That's a good idea.

"Hugo, Hugo......"

You can still feel the passionate drum beat and the excited guitar colliding in the blood, and the hot sparks make Hugo immerse himself in the world of music and savor it for a long time. Suddenly, Hugo felt someone tapping his arm, which made his eyes that blurred focus and focus blink, and then refocused, only to see Joseph's helpless expression, and Henry Bloom, who was about to fall asleep lazily on the sofa.

"Oh, sorry, I got distracted." Hugo blinked, let out a long breath, looked at Henry and Joseph, and was about to speak, but after hesitating, he forgot what they were talking about, and then said "sorry" to Henry, trotted all the way to the house, found a pen in his hand, looked around, did not see the paper, and finally simply put it on the calendar on the wall, and began to quickly record the inspiration just now.

Seeing this scene, Joseph and Henry exchanged glances, and then they all showed a smile of "you know what I know".

After Hugo had written everything down, he trotted back again, "Sorry, where did we just go?" This made Samora, who was next to him, laugh, but he immediately stood up, ran to the calendar, and carefully watched Hugo's creation.

As Hugo's assistant, Samora's favorite thing is the food everywhere, and secondly, the ability to witness the birth of countless wonderful music from Glory to Death. When Samora saw the lyrics, "You are the person you love, not the way others love and see you", she was stunned for a moment.

At this time, the conversation between Hugo and Henry also resumed, and Henry did not mind Hugo's fragment at all, and after adjusting to a more comfortable sitting position, he said unhurriedly, "We just ...... Well, you're talking about touring companies, have you read the proposals given to you by two touring companies? ”

"Yes, tour company!" Hugo also nodded in a sudden understanding, Henry came here today to ask Hugo's opinion for the problem of the tour company.

Glory to Death is about to embark on their second tour, and the first global tour, has been the subject of heated discussions, with everyone clearly knowing that this is going to be a big show, and the craze for the War of the Century has made people realize that maybe this is going to be a tour that will change history: how far can the resurgence of rock and roll reach, and maybe this tour will give some glimpse.

Therefore, while the market is boiling, the major touring companies are also beginning to boil, and various companies have contacted EMI Records and Henry for the first time, hoping to win the glorious tour contract. This tour is likely to be a plan with a revenue of over 100 million, so tempting. No one wants to miss it.

Now, it was time for Hugo to make a decision