72_72291When the members of the Band of Glory to Death arrived at the Rose Bowl, a few streets away, they could feel the escalating problem, as if the air in sight had begun to bubble, not to mention the impassable traffic, the traffic police could be seen maintaining traffic order early in the morning outside Seven Streets, but even so, the two streets near the Rose Bowl were still moving slowly.

You know, this is not downtown Los Angeles, and Pasadena, where the Rose Bowl is located, is just a satellite city in the greater Los Angeles area, which has grown rapidly since its replanning in 1990, but still has a population of less than 80,000, which is not much bigger than a small town.

But now Pasadena has a pomp and circumstance that can only happen in New York, even crazier than the World Cup final two years ago, simply because there's going to be a concert here tonight.

Fortunately, Glory to Death arrived more than four hours early, otherwise I really don't know if I would be late - being late for my own concert is probably the most ridiculous joke in the North American music industry in the past five years.

The car slowly drove into the rose bowl, and the noisy crowd outside the window was still singing loudly, and every face was filled with incomparable excitement and happiness, so that everywhere in sight was a jubilation, even the air was dyed a bright red, and the factors of happiness and pleasure seemed to have become physical and visible to the naked eye.

"It's an exciting day, isn't it?" Hugo's voice rang out from the side, and Pedro looked back and said in surprise, "Are you awake?" "Since he didn't sleep well last night, Hugo has been asleep in a daze since he got on the bus today, and now he was obviously woken up by the lively atmosphere of the scene.

Hugo stretched, "The tour has begun, and I will have to adapt to this life again in the future, at least for six months, so ...... Don't worry, I'm fine. ”

Pedro looked at Hugo with a strange gaze, how could they not know about Cameron and Hugo, but just as Pedro wanted to open his mouth to ask, Alfonso patted him on the shoulder, and then shook his head to sign, Pedro touched his nose and closed his mouth.

Although Pedro didn't speak, Hugo knew what they were thinking, Hugo had no intention of responding, just quietly looked out the window, and the surging crowd was like the sea, rising and falling in his sight, surging one wave higher than one, and then suddenly rushing towards the car he was in.

Such a scene was all too familiar to Hugo, but he still couldn't control himself and stepped back, and soon touched Pedro's shoulder, so that Hugo had no way to retreat, but to be stuck in position, watching the crowd suddenly lap over, as if a two-story wave hit the rock directly, and the car window trembled, and let out a wail, as if the next moment it would be crushed.

The enthusiastic faces continued to enlarge in Hugo's vision, and they twisted into the devil's mask, so that Hugo couldn't help but close his eyes.

He had no way to control himself, and the fear that came from the depths of his heart almost made him lose all self-control, and he could only passively be led by the nose by fear. The feeling of losing control is terrible, but the feeling of being surrounded by fear is even worse.

Even when his eyes were closed, he could still hear the constant banging of the car window, which made Hugo's temples start to throb faintly. I didn't sleep well last night, and now I feel very tired. Hugo couldn't help but start thinking: maybe Cameron was right to worry, he wasn't prepared, he couldn't deal with such a surging crowd, he was still worried that the storm would tear him apart.

So, what exactly is he arguing with Cameron? Why wouldn't he want to listen to Cameron? What is the purpose of the cold war between the two of them? Was it because he was too arrogant and stubborn, or was he too self-contained, or was it, as Cameron said, that he never really opened his heart......

The countless chaotic thoughts in his head made Hugo only feel a throbbing pain in his head, and his hands involuntarily clenched into fists, clenching them tightly, and even the muscles of his body began to tense.

Pedro, who was sitting behind Hugo, sensed that something was wrong with him at the first moment, but Pedro was at a loss, he didn't know what to do, so he could only look at his teammates for help. But at this moment, there was no one for them to help Hugo, Neil could only pat the driver on the shoulder and whisper, "Hurry up." They could only pray that leaving the crowd would calm Hugo.

Hugo clenched his teeth tightly, his body like a tense bow and arrow, as if he would collapse at any moment because it was too tight. Hugo's whole world fell silent, except for the endless noise that drowned him out little by little, and the deafening shouts reached their extreme, but turned into silence.

But at this moment, the powerful beating sound outside the window surged, but there were some fragmentary sounds, like the sound of the wind in the waves, faint and vague.

Hugo couldn't help frowning, trying to hear the wind clearly, and the intermittent sound drifted into his ears, "Walking alone...... Radiance...... I don't know how to speak...... Save ......" The scattered fragments are just some fragmented words, and it is impossible to distinguish them clearly, "Wishing Stone ......"

Wishing stones?

Hugo caught the word in the darkness, and then the broken voice came together little by little, "Because, maybe you will be the one who saves me, and, after all, you are my labyrinth." ”

It's the song "Wonderwall". This was something Hugo did not expect, and then the sound gradually became clear, the wind in the waves whistled, and even overwhelmed the sound of the waves like thunder, constantly echoing in Hugo's ears, it turned out that the surging crowd outside the car window was singing "Maze Wall", the scattered singing seemed a little chaotic, but the lyrics were so clear, clearly echoing in Hugo's heart.

Hugo couldn't help but close his eyes tightly, wanting to open them, but deep down in his heart he was preventing such a move, the familiar melody in his ears became more and more obvious, so that Hugo's nervousness slowly calmed down, and suddenly, Hugo opened his eyes, the hideous and dense crowd was close at hand, Hugo subconsciously wanted to close his eyes again, but this time he controlled himself.

The melody of the "maze wall" in the ears is still not accurate, and the collective chorus makes the song sound a little strange, but there is no doubt that everyone is singing the song together, and the distorted faces seem to be singing Hugo as a familiar lyric, and gradually, the blurred faces begin to become clear again, so that Hugo can see unfamiliar faces.

They are not devils, they are just a group of simple fans, their fanaticism is out of control because of themselves, they are trying their best to express their inner emotions in the most direct and simple way. No matter how many of those crowds just came to join in the fun, there is no denying that they are all listening to the music of glory to death, they are listening to Hugo's heart, and they are all appreciating the charm of rock 'n' roll.

They were strangers to Hugo, and it may be impossible for Hugo to know them one by one, but they were not terrorists. On the contrary, their existence is also what Hugo has always strived for: he longs for someone to be able to appreciate his music, he wants to pass on different stories and ideas to the audience through guò performances, and he wants to reawaken the long-dormant faith of rock and roll in the crowd.

Therefore, there is no need for Hugo to reject them, let alone fear them.

Perhaps, maybe Hugo still doesn't like dense crowds, because the out-of-control crowd has caused him too much trouble, almost depriving him of his personal freedom, and every time the crowd gets out of control, it is always accompanied by accidents, which makes people unprepared. But at least, Hugo shouldn't be afraid - he needs time to get used to this.

Opening his eyes, Hugo was listening attentively to the chorus that was not harmonious, the crazy banging outside the car window was like a hail of rainstorms, although he was still leaning on Pedro, but Hugo's fists were slowly loosened, and his muscles were slowly relaxed.

Finally, the car left the encirclement and drove into the underground parking lot of the Rose Bowl, much to the relief of everyone in the car. Hugo is no exception.

It's just that this time Hugo looked back, the frenzied crowd was still surging, and the melody of "Lost Wall" was still burning in the air, "Because, maybe you will be the one who saved me, and, after all, you are my wall." Once upon a time, fans were also one of his walls, and he created "Young Volcano" for fans. voloes)", he should not forget this.

It was only then that Hugo really realized why he had chosen to tour, why he insisted on being on stage, and why he was unwilling to compromise because of Cameron's concerns. Because he loves the stage so much, he loves the audience so much, and he needs a tour like this to awaken the passion in his heart.

It's not just because Neil said that he needs a stage like this to communicate with the audience; It's not just Henry who said that he needs such a stage to give fans a way to vent; It's not just Cameron who said it, he's forcing himself to face the disaster...... It's just because he needs such a stage to awaken the wall of labyrinth deep in his heart.

Everything is one and the same, we need to face the negative of things, and we also need to understand the negative of things, only in this way can we have the courage to face difficulties. Hugo has always done this, and this time should not be an exception, maybe now he is still not fully prepared for the crowds, but one day, he will.

With a long exhale, Hugo looked back at his teammates and showed a big smile, as dazzling as Apollo, "Are you ready?" Show time! Glory unto death! ”。