72_72291Looking at the rolling yellow sand outside the window, there is hardly any green in sight on the endless Gobi, and there is no living creature in sight, the endless desolation makes people have the illusion that there is only one left between heaven and earth to move forward alone, looking up at the sky, the dazzling sun is sprinkled down, making people in a trance, actually see the light blue as a thick yellow, and after the blink of an eye, they realize that it is the yellow sand that is gently raised to make the original color of the sky become dim.

Roger couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and his mind wondered: how the hell did he get here? Glancing back at Henry, who was sitting next to him, Roger suddenly froze.

Henry leaned on the back of the back seat at this time, tilted his head, opened his mouth slightly, and seemed to be asleep, the lonely journey made the depression in his chest more and more churning under the comfort of Henry, Roger was speechless for a while, coughed lightly twice, trying to make Henry wake up, but Henry didn't react at all, Roger rolled his eyes, and directly reached out and pushed Henry's arm, this time Henry finally reacted.

But Henry only picked his eyelids, glanced at Roger, and said lazily, "If you're complaining about the long journey, it's not my fault. Apparently, Henry was not asleep at all, he was just pretending to be asleep, clearly not wanting to have a conversation with Roger.

Roger gritted his teeth and said viciously, "You didn't tell me, the band is on a road trip right now!" ”

Henry pouted innocently, "I said before I set off, it's a magical journey. When I say 'journey', it means it literally. This made Roger not change in one breath, which was really frustrating.

Because Glory to Death took Highway 50, the nearest big city to them was Austin, so after Henry and Roger flew to Austin to meet, the two of them rented a car and chased them all the way, even if they hired a driver, but it was still an extremely difficult journey, and it was really uncomfortable for Roger, who was used to sitting in the office and strategizing.

Looking out the window again at the boundless desolation, Roger only felt that he was really on a thief ship. Highway 50 seemed to have no end, looking forward and finding no end, and looking back, there was no end to it, as if they had been abandoned in the center www.biquge.info of the world. This feeling is even more at its peak when it is seen to the death of glory!

Roger looked at the group of people not far away, and couldn't believe that they were actually glorious to death!

In front of me is a simple gas station, only two self-service gas dispensers, and a dark blue mottled wooden wall convenience store in the back, a dark red RV parked aside, the back door of the RV is lifted, you can see all kinds of recording equipment placed in the rear of the car, a fist-sized line connected from the equipment, dragged a long track on the ground, connected to the many musical instruments in front of the convenient store behind the gas station.

Instruments such as drum kits, keyboards, guitars, basses, and microphones are placed haphazardly, surrounded by high and low microphones, and two boom microphones hanging in the air, and the walls on both sides surround the instruments, forming a small stage with no height, although it is a little simpler, but still presentable.

But no one was standing behind the instrument, but in front of the instrument there was a crowd of about a dozen people, several of whom were dressed in Native American costumes, with similar joy and exuberance on their faces, and Hugo stood in the midst of them.

Roger saw Hugo's bright smile at a glance, Hugo's long dark blonde hair was already long enough to cover the length of his ears, he simply combed it into three or seven points, his hair was slightly messy, and the beard on his chin made Hugo look a lot of vicissitudes, covering most of his cheeks, almost unrecognizable, but those eyes were still hard to ignore.

Fuquin and Pedro, who were standing next to him, had cheerful smiles on their faces, especially Fokin, Roger had almost never seen Fokine's expression so cheerful. Compared to Hugo, Foquin and Pedro are no better, with scruffy beards and messy hair, completely like wolves after being ravaged by the wind and sand of the Gobi, but they don't care at all, and their bodies exude lightness.

In comparison, Roger's suit was a little ticklish, making him want to take it off almost immediately. Roger unbuttoned his suit and shirt a little uncomfortably, trying to relax himself, but Roger suddenly remembered, and looked back at Henry, who was slowly getting out of the car, "Didn't you say that the band is preparing a third album?" What's going on here? ”

Henry walked over unhurriedly, "I came here myself to find out this, so let's dig out the truth together." Roger was completely stunned when he said this, thinking about the dust and bumps along the way just now, and he couldn't say a word at this time.

At this point, Pedro finally noticed the SUV that stopped on the side, and then he saw Henry, "Hey, Dear Mr. Henry-Bloom, you did it!" Then Pedro burst out laughing, "Sue you, Henry will definitely come in person." ”

Hugo also saw Henry and greeted him with surprise on his face, "Are you really here?" He didn't forget to turn around and shout, "Pepe, congratulations, I owe you a dollar." ”

Henry gently bumped Hugo's shoulder, "You invited me over, but you didn't believe I would?" Obviously, Glory to Death made a bet on whether Henry would come in person, but Pedro was the only one who chose to believe Henry, and even Hugo, who sent out the invitation, thought that Henry would not come back.

Hugo spread his hands and looked helpless, "I never joke with a dollar, so I have to be realistic." This made Henry chuckle and shake his head, but Hugo looked up and saw Roger standing not far away, and raised an eyebrow, "Wow, you also brought an honored guest, which is something that none of us expected." ”

Roger walked over, Hugo was going to give Roger a hug, but looked down at his own costume, then at Roger's costume, and finally stretched out his right hand and shook it, "So, Mr. Fasong came here...... Holiday? Hugo's irony made Pedro, who followed him, laugh.

Neil, Alfonso, and Fokin stood in the distance and continued to communicate with the group, only raising their hands and waving vigorously, as if they had said hello.

Roger himself shook his head with a wry smile, "No, I'm here because of the new album of Glory to Death." Roger pulled on his suit in embarrassment, then tried to speak calmly, "So, what the hell is going on?" Roger pointed to the desolation and emptiness around him, completely unaware of what was going on.

Hugo glanced at Henry, not expecting such an accident at all, but Henry shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything more. Hugo understood what Henry meant, and instead of relying on Henry to persuade Roger, it was better to use the actual expression of the band to complete the persuasion, after all, this time Henry himself was in a situation of ignorance. Of course, Roger was unprepared today, but Henry already knew the details, and he could still make a move at a critical time.

Hugo took a deep breath and looked back at Pedro, "Let Neil get back to the trailer and get ready to show Roger and Henry what we've done." After Pedro left, Hugo turned his head, "If you explain it in words, this qiē seems to be more complicated, even our band itself is difficult to explain, many times, the power of words is very pale, so, instead of standing here eating sand, we should speak with facts." ”

Hugo glanced at Henry with a smile, "That's why I invited Henry over, so that he could hear it and feel it for himself." Although Roger you are an unexpected visitor, but ...... You're always welcome to join us. Hugo's words made Roger glare at Henry fiercely - he was an uninvited guest, and he was not in Hugo's plan at all, which showed that his hard work was entirely caused by Henry, which made Roger very depressed. Henry could only glance at Hugo helplessly.

Obviously, Hugo did it on purpose, but Henry couldn't argue with it, because he didn't remind Glory to be ready for death in advance. The band is probably also caught off guard now.

Hugo seemed very confident and didn't panic too much, Henry knew that when Hugo determined the goal, this was the spirit he showed, which made Henry have a little more understanding in his heart.

"Hugo, why listen to you, I have a sense of foreboding." Roger interrupted the communication between Hugo and Henry, frowned and took the initiative to speak, he looked at the surrounding situation again, and couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"I'm sorry, but if you come here two days later, we'll be in Chicago, and things will definitely be different." Hugo explained simply, looked back, and found that Neil and Foquin were gone, Alfonso made an "OK" gesture, and Hugo led Henry and Roger towards the trailer.

"Before I explain all the circumstances, let me let you listen to the master tape we recorded for the new album, Roger, you can listen to it and see if you are happy with our new album." Hugo skimmed the most important part and did not say it, but focused on the new album, which made Roger aware of the anomaly, but for a while he couldn't say why, and his attention shifted to the new album.

"So, Henry said you guys are working on a new album, is that true?" Roger finally breathed a sigh of relief, which is undoubtedly the best news for EMI Records. However, then Roger became nervous again, because he knew better than anyone how important the three episodes of Glory to Death were!

Hugo smiled, "No matter what, you always have to show it to people, don't you?" So, you can listen and see, and feel free to give advice - I hope the pistol in my boot won't come in handy. ”。