1710 Chapter 1710

Crazy, crazy, crazy.

Maracana has become that fiery ocean, the flames are obscuring the clouds, and the dense fog is centered on the stadium, spreading across the entire Rio de Janeiro, and the spectacular scene is like a fairyland. The statue of Jesus on the Corcovado Mountain is condescending, overlooking this magnificent, mysterious and solemn atmosphere, making Rio at this moment like paradise.

Hugo's roar caused more than 700,000 people around Maracana to fall into complete madness, just like the grandeur of the last moment when the sunset sank the horizon. When I sensed something was wrong, I finally realized that all five band members were standing at the front of the stage, the uncontrollable screams were cooling down little by little, and they cast their eyes on the stage.

"Welcome to Maracana, thank you to everyone who came to Maracana." Hugo said in a loud voice, which made the boiling of the scene slowly quiet down, and countless people looked at the direction full of doubts and curiosity. On the stage, because Glory to Death has never been a band that likes to occupy too much space in a concert, but today Hugo has done the opposite, which is confusing.

Robin looked at Sally in surprise, but Sally was also puzzled and didn't know why.

"I won't deny the significance of this night to Glory to Death, it is indeed the most important concert of our musical career, and it is an honor for you to accompany us through this wonderful - at least I hope - Night." Hugo's words made the audience chuckle, "To be able to walk to this stage today, I must thank the young volcanoes for their support, thank you for your company along the way. Sally Hansen, thank you to be here!"

As soon as Hugo's voice fell, the five members of the Glory to Death all waved their hands towards the corner where Sally was. Hugo even put his right hand on the position of his heart, then bent down slightly, and gave a knightly salute. Express your most sincere emotions.

In an instant, all the 200,000 people in the audience turned their gazes away, and all those hot gazes fell on Sally, making her mouth wide open and her eyes wide open, unable to react at all. Jessica and Robin, who were standing next to them, were completely stunned at this time. The emotions that surged from the depths of their hearts almost completely occupied their brains, and their breathing completely stopped at this moment.

"Clappapa", Meredith was the first to take the lead in applauding, then Merelyn, Liam... The applause gathered little by little and became the brightest North Star in the night sky of Maracana , to guide those lost souls, one after another toward here.

Fugin turned around and strode towards his drum kit, and then Neil, Pedro, and Alfonso were all ready. Hugo picked up the guitar at his feet, put it on his shoulders, and stood on the stage like this. In front of.

Sally looked up and saw Hugo who was close at hand. The five members of today's Glory to Death have maintained an unprecedented uniformity of dressing, a white T-shirt with light blue jeans, no patterns, no embellishments, just the most basic T-shirts and jeans, just like... just It's as if in that distant memory, when Glory to Death first embarked on a road trip, he had nothing but talent.

The light behind him blurred Hugo's facial features, leaving only those deep eyes shining in the night sky, but they were so clear in Sally's eyes, as if Maracana was the only one with her at this moment. Hugo is like two people. The world is so empty and terribly empty, but she is not afraid at all, just because she has found the light of hope in those eyes.

Hugo pursed his lips lightly, bowed his head and started to play the guitar in his arms. The sound of the strings was like the ding-dong of melting ice and snow, flowing down from the peak of the Himalayas. The unfamiliar melody made the audience Everyone fell silent. It was a melody they had never heard before - not even on the album "Rainstorm". Could this be the hidden track in the legend?

The clear and translucent melody is like a thin but bright sunlight, penetrating the blue sky, penetrating the layers of mist, penetrating the slender fingertips, penetrating the thick eyelashes, and falling down. A touch of warmth caressed her face, and she couldn't help but want to close her eyes and slightly outline the corners of her mouth.

Hugo's gentle and mellow voice sounded softly in the golden sunlight, soft like an angel's wings falling on his fingertips, "May you leap bravely and be fearless; Raise a high wall; may the crowd cheer and call your name; may others flee, and you face it calmly."

There are no extra decorations, just the simplest, purest and most pristine guitar strings, Hugo's singing unobstructed into the bottom of my heart, filling the empty chest little by little. Sally opened her mouth slightly as if she had been struck by lightning, and looked at Hugo on the stage in astonishment. She was dumbfounded, just because the lyrics were like a heavy hammer, hitting her chest so hard that she was completely stunned. Before he could react, he was destroyed by the resonance of his soul.

"May you fall in love, but you are covered with bruises and wounds. Only through vicissitudes can you fully understand; may you avoid suffering, but remember the taste of pain; may the time come, you can shout:"

Sally's eyes were quickly occupied by hot tears, blurring her vision. The dim lights formed a piece, and even Hugo's figure was only a vague outline, and her heart beat her fiercely one after another. 's chest.

Only if you have truly loved with all your heart will you know what it feels like to be hurt and bruised all over your body; only if you truly give everything without reservation, will you know that the limit of pain is followed by wonderful happiness; only if you have truly pursued dreams recklessly and wildly, will you know how to return Plain and simple happiness; only after really going through hardships and obstacles, can you know contentment and happiness; only when you truly suffer to the extreme and love to the extreme, can you know the taste of life.

So, when the deadline comes, how many people can shout:

"I give everything, I have no regrets!"

In an instant, all the instruments rang together, the roaring melody poured down like a torrential rain, and Hugo's voice spurted out like a Nicaragua waterfall, with a simple "I.Did.It.All" )”, how many people can speak like this without any remorse or regret? How many people can really appreciate the ups and downs of a complicated sentence of "do everything"?

"May when the deadline comes, you can shout: I give everything, I have no regrets!"

Sally's cheeks were completely wet with hot tears, countless thoughts were pounding in her chest, just trying to find an outlet, she wanted to say, "I give it all," she also wanted to say loudly. Say, "I have no regrets." In her limited life, she has seen life and death, she has experienced difficult and remarkable, she has experienced deep affection, she has embraced sincere dreams... In the days of honor and death, she ran wildly, she squandered her youth, she Taste life, every day, every minute, every second is so wonderful and unforgettable.

She has no regrets.

"I cherish every minute and every second that the world can give me, I have read all the mountains and rivers, I have overcome all obstacles, even if I am shattered, I swear I will not waste my life (I. Swear. I. Lived)!"

"Yes, I have lived (I. Lived)." The countless turbulent emotions in Sally's heart finally burst out, but they turned into such a simple and powerful sentence. It was just such a sentence and two words that fully expressed the turbulent emotions in her heart. She just wanted to use all her strength to shout loudly, shouting out the words that kept echoing deep in her heart, "I live. Pass!"

Sally doesn't know how other people are, or how many people in the world can say, "Yes, I've lived without regrets, with confidence, and with confidence."

How many people do not know the meaning of life in their entire lives; how many people are just chasing the goals of society in a mediocre life; how many people follow step by step under the shackles of the social framework; how many people really dare to pursue Your inner desire; how many people have desperately pursued their dreams and enjoyed life; how many people can feel the evidence of their true existence; how many people can say to themselves, I have lived?

Sally can.

"Yes, I've lived." Sally could say this without hesitation, because she truly felt her own presence, and at this moment, unprecedented, unparalleled, absolutely clear, she I feel my presence. In this land of Maracanã, in the vast and magnificent stage in front of me, in the heart-shattering singing of Hugo...

She has existed, exists now, and will continue to exist. Her soul lives in this band called Glory to Death, and with the melody that shakes the soul, it becomes a symbol forever. She is not in vain.

"Oh oh, oh oh... oh, oh oh..." Hugo's voice completely released the energy in the soul-shaking melody, and all the emotions in Sally's heart couldn't help but be released. Come out, uncontrollable tears poured out from the depths of the soul, completely venting those negative and positive emotions.

Instead of wiping the embarrassed tears on her cheeks, she supported the armrest of the wheelchair, used all her strength, and stood up tremblingly. When it was passed on, Sally's heart jumped, and she felt the traces of her real existence like never before. Then, Sally raised her right hand, raised her chin high, her eyes flashed with pride and confidence, and sang along with Hugo's voice, "Oh oh oh oh oh... …”

"Even if I'm shattered, I swear I won't waste my life (With. Every. Broken. Bone, I. Swear. I. Lived)!"