Superstar

Chapter 522: Fan team

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The 522 song "fan" team    Meredith can clearly feel the ‘grateful’ feeling of all blood rushing towards the heart. This feeling is so familiar and so strange to her. Familiar is because she experienced it once in Hollywood's ‘showing’ day theater not long ago, but strange is because today’s turbulent emotions are more surging and still look like she is not familiar with.

Meredith is a loyal fan of movies. This hobby comes from her parents. She believes that movies can always realize the deepest dreams in the human heart. At the same time, it is also a loyal carrier of human psychology and historical progress. . Of course, Meredith is also concerned about music, but it's not as crazy as movies.

But last time in Hollywood’s Dew Theater, Meredith really realized the power of music, the energy bursting from the voice from the music notes from the lyrics, and the film is a completely different way of expression, but Like movies, it has the ability to penetrate into the soul and penetrate the soul. When abandoning the self and throwing the whole person into the ocean of music, a kind of extreme joy and pleasure will sublime the self as if bathed in sunlight. No wonder people say that music is the most beautiful language in the world.

It's just the simplest melody symbol, which is connected with the simplest vocabulary, but it can express the richest emotions.

That night was a huge impact for Meredith. Originally, she went there only out of curiosity, but she did not expect that she experienced a baptism of the spirit of God, which strengthened her support for Hugo. .

Today, Meredith once again felt that shocking energy, and it was even more direct, more turbulent and stronger than last time. She could even feel her soul resonating with the ongoing performance on stage. "Sometimes Leaving means a second chance..." Hugo's voice easily pierced the deepest softness in her heart. Such lyrics are like a ray of light in life that guides the direction, pulling away all the fog in front of her. Let her find the way forward.

This allowed Meredith to firm up her mind once again: she wants to follow the path of Hugo and keep pursuing it. Hugo is pursuing his dream, and she is pursuing Hugo's footsteps, and then unswervingly marching toward her dream, as long as Hugo's footsteps don't stop, she won't stop.

When the thoughts in her mind were connected, the smile on the corner of Meredith's mouth burst into the most dazzling appearance in her tears. She looked up at the huge banner above her head, the one in the "Glory to Death" bullfighting mouth. The crown entwined with purple'color' thorns releases unyielding, stubborn, tough, and bright energy in the sun, filling all the emptiness and weakness in the heart.

Telegraph Street has become a sea of ​​music.

This was just an ordinary morning. The students of the University of California at Berkeley walked through Telegraph Street towards the campus at their original pace. But the sight in front of them made the students stop their steps, not only because Telegraph Street was blocked by more than 300 people in front of them, they had to make a detour, but also because of the more than 300 uniform figures in front of them. A blaze of green'spring' burst out, blazing under the blue sky.

The glory standing on the stage swayed their sweat to death, using all the energy in their bodies to interpret every note. The more than three hundred spectators standing on the stage freed their enthusiasm..."Two of them Obviously more than a hundred people are organized. They know every song of the band well, and then sing, shout, and scream in unison in the correct position. They are like the background chorus of the band, using each of their own Enthusiasm embellishes the band's performance.

Although the support of more than two hundred people is organized, it is not rigid, because the "excitement", excitement, and exaltation on the faces of every audience are so real, and even the prominent blue veins on their necks can be clearly seen , The drop of sweat seeped from the forehead and nose, gleaming in the eyes that were not dazzling in the morning; the enthusiasm in the eyes and the shouting at the corners of the mouth, everything is so real. Even more than a dozen yards away, you can clearly feel the monstrous heat ‘wave’ rushing toward your face!

The enthusiasm of more than two hundred people also directly spread to more than one hundred other audiences in front of the stage. These audiences also joined the entire cheering frenzy, using their enthusiasm to make up for their lack of awareness of rhythm, and then use The beating body, the roaring voice, and the swaying sweat vented the frenzy of'commotion' in his heart.

This carnival is almost stunned. The time-space transition between trances is like coming to a rock and roll carnival scene in Woodstock in 1969, which was visited by a rainstorm, but at this time the golden sun sprinkled from the sky was too dazzling and dazzling. Dizzy and dizzy, but the overwhelming enthusiasm is so sincere and crazy.

Telegraph Street is crazy, and the whole street is overwhelmed by glorious music. Whether you know this band or not, whether you’re passionate about music or not, people can’t help but move closer to here, and then rely on their own instincts. Join the rhythm of the live carnival. The sea of ​​people is getting denser, the crowd of people is getting more and more turbulent, and the crowd is getting more and more surging...From 300 to 600 people, Telegraph Street has been blocked to a degree, and you want to enjoy the green spring. The college students of shed the burden on their shoulders, gave up the idea of ​​attending the class on time, and simply became a part of this carnival. At this moment, the green ‘spring’ has a brighter light than the North Star.

More than 30 reporters were shocked by the carnival in front of them, not because of the scale—there are countless performances on a larger scale, but because of the enthusiasm. This is a carnival that does not mix any ideas or prejudices. Everyone just simply enjoys the music. Many people don’t even know who the band is performing on the stage. They just simply enjoy the music that the band plays. Happiness, and then wantonly waving his own smile, cheering and screaming, sweat flying in the air,'intertwined' into a gorgeous light curtain, making the entire Telegraph Street look like a dreamy world.

This kind of pure enthusiasm, simple carnival, and heartfelt release made the reporters unable to believe their eyes. They even forgot that today is the day when the first album is officially released, and this small performance is the band's first time. Once I greeted the fans of the song formally, they didn’t remember all of this. They were just attracted by the noise and noise in front of them. They recorded the scenes with the camera in their hands, feeling it with their eyes and skin. Scenes of frenzy, using the body and the spirit to experience the scenes of wanton.

The glorious to death performance seems to have a kind of magic power, let everyone fall into the music to enjoy and release the magic to the full, but unfortunately, today’s performance "only" lasted for half an hour, which made everyone on the scene The audience was full of smiles and lost eyes and shouted "Encore".

But today is not a concert. The band did not step off the stage. Hugo smiled and said into the microphone, "Compared to Encore, I would be more willing to talk face-to-face with us. I hope it ends today. At the time, our album can be sold at least..." Hugo counted the band members back, and then said, "Uh, more than five." This made the audience immediately laughed, "Next we will Enter the record store and wait for everyone. I hope you can keep order and enter the store to buy albums-even if it is not our album, I believe you can find your favorite music here. Amoeba Records can rent the venue to us, Our band is very grateful, so I hope everyone can cooperate. Thank you!"

Hugo's simple words threw out the next gimmick. Fans of the song can enter the record store and have direct contact with the band members. This immediately evoked the commotion at the scene, and many people started gearing up and jumping. I want to try.

At this moment, Meredith and Liam signaled the people around, and then a voice burst from the audience, "d. 0. g! d. 0. g!" This voice grew louder and louder. In the end, more than six hundred people at the scene actually shouted together, which made the entire Telegraph Street full of echoes of "d.0.g". Such a momentum is indeed unimaginable!

The members of the gloriously dead band looked at each other. Obviously, organized and unorganized are really far from being organized. Although there were only more than 300 people on the scene today, the whole support was compared to the day when they were in the Hollywood "show" theater. It's not inferior to'spicy'. For the band, their first album has just been released and they already have such loyal fans, which is really rare.

Hugo stepped off the stage and saw Samora with a smile on his face. He said with a smile, "This is your organization?" Although it was a question, the tone was very positive.

As expected, Samora nodded directly, "We all organized together ~ www.readwn.com~ After the last show at the "Lu Tian" theater, we gathered to discuss, and your performances will be more and more in the future. , And we also believe that there will be more and more loyal fans of the song, so there is an organization for everyone to gather together, whether it is to discuss your music or support your performance... "

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"Actually, this is not a group, everyone just got together because of the same hobby and simply discussed the music of the band." Samora and Hugo walked into the record store side by side and explained, "Similar to organizations like today's support. Everyone participated in the event voluntarily. In fact, they are a group of lunatics who madly love your live performance."

Hugo chuckled. He originally thought it was a "fan" meeting similar to an idol singer, but now that Samora explained it this way, it seems that he misunderstood, "I just saw The banner, what is that sign?"

Samora looked at Hugo, "That's the logo we designed for the band. It's also the logo of our group of clubs. What do you think?"

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