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Volume 1: Life is like a summer flower 2367 The perfect stage

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    Evan Bell's voice is so gentle and clean, just like the cloudless blue sky in June. The heartbreakingly transparent blue reflects on the lake. People can't tell where is the lake and where is the sky. It's so beautiful.  A smile formed on the corner of his mouth involuntarily.

    The clear guitar strings began to sound, like a gurgling clear spring, pouring down in front of your eyes, and the refreshing water vapor reflected the appearance of a rainbow in the sunlight.  "Lord, please make me a rainbow. I want to shine on my mother. When she stands under my colors, she will know that I am at peace. Life is not always what you expect, always  So dark, even though she buried her child. The sharp edge of life in a moment, I have lived long enough."

    Evan Bell doesn't seem to be singing at all, but more like singing poetry. The touching lyrics can easily touch everyone's heart. "The sharp blade of life in a moment" just slides gently through the soft heart, round and round.  Blood droplets seeped out, trembling slightly at the tip of the heart, and then turned into tears in the corners of the eyes, slowly sliding down in the warm smile at the corner of the mouth.

    The entire audience did not make a sound, just quietly enjoying Evan Bell's perfect interpretation of the song. The beauty and movingness of the sentence "die young (if.i.die.young)" are all in Evan Bell's voice  Completely released.  The crystals transformed from tears sparkle in the light, forming a moving ray of light.

    I don¡¯t know who was the first to raise the phone in his hand and turn on the screen light.  It was like a ray of light that illuminated the future in the darkness. Then more and more people raised their mobile phones and used the bright light of the screen to disperse all the darkness in the auditorium.  Use this little bit of fluorescence to decorate Staples Field into the most beautiful starry sky in the world.  This reminds people of the touching scene before the opening performance "Radioactive", but at this time the mysterious starry sky is no longer profound, but more soft, and Evan Bell's voice slowly pours down like moonlight.

    "If I die young, bury me in silk, let me lie on a bed of roses, and sink me into the river at dawn. Send me off with the words of a love song. The sharpness of life in just a moment.  Blade, I've lived long enough."

    Steve Jobs slowly leaned against the back of the sofa and listened quietly to Evan Bell's beautiful voice.  The smile at the corner of his mouth was always small, but it had the most beautiful warmth in his life.  His vision was a little blurred, and his eye sockets were a little warm, but it wasn't obvious.  Not to the point of tears falling down.  It was just hazy, and the dots of light on the TV screen were regarded as halos, decorating Evan Bell's performance stage beautifully.

    At this moment, Steve Jobs is happy like never before.

    "So put on your best suit and I'll tie my tie too, I've finally accomplished what I've never done. A penny wants to buy my mind, oh no. My offer is a dollar,  They'll be more valuable when I'm dead. Maybe then you'll really understand the songs I sing. It's ridiculous that people start listening after you're dead."

    Evan Bell's voice began to gradually release energy, and the beauty of thousands of fireflies flying in front of him made the song more moving. The irony, beauty, and poetry in the lyrics were perfectly integrated at this moment, turning into a glacier.  The pure white spring water melted from above flows leisurely among the string sounds.

    "If I die young, bury me in silk, lay me on a bed of roses, sink me into the river at dawn, and bid me farewell with the words of a love song. The song of a dove,  Always with peace and love, collect your tears, put them in your pocket, keep them until you really need them, the sharp edge of life, I have lived enough time,  Please put on your best clothes and I will tie my tie."

    Tears were completely released in Evan Bell's voice. If he died young, what would it be like? Would anyone be willing to bury him in silk, and would anyone be willing to decorate himself with roses?  , will anyone be willing to take you to the quietly flowing river and watch you gradually go away, and whether someone will send you off with a beautiful love song Those crystal clear tears carry the inner sadness, regret, and helplessness.  Let go and vent your feelings.

    This is not just a song, but also everyone¡¯s fear of death and anxiety about the future. Can the beauty of silk, roses, rivers, and poetry become a reflection of one¡¯s own life?  The bitterness of tears cannot take away the warmth in the heart, and the smile on the corner of the mouth has become the most beautiful light left in Evan Bell's singing.

    This is the ability of Evan Bell. His control of the stage has reached a peak that no one can surpass. He just stands on the stage and sings loudly, but makes every link so perfect.Impeccable.  In a daze, people seemed to see Evan Bell's handsome eyebrows moving closer to the middle, and his deep eyes seemed to be shining with crystal light. This beautiful picture like a fairy tale poem was forever engraved on the fifty-third chapter.  Grammy history.

    Evan Bell's voice gradually disappeared, and the lights in the entire venue also disappeared along with his gradually weakening voice. The entire venue fell into darkness again, leaving only the lonely and lonely support of the mobile phone screen lights that reluctantly shook the entire venue.  with darkness.  There is no sound, no sound, people can even hear the inner cry struggling in the darkness, but just when everyone is about to be freed from the song of "Death Young", Evan Bell's voice with  The magical voice came to mind again, and even had a hint of evil. I heard him murmuring, "Let's vent it out together, 'bully'."

    Suddenly, the powerful electric guitar sound suddenly came to mind, and the whole place was suddenly brightly lit, and all the lights flashed at the same time, almost making everyone's vision fall into a short blind spot, and they could only feel the bursts of music in their ears.  The drumbeats were surging, and the simple and crude melody was tearing at everyone's heart, as if a dark big hand was desperately pulling out the negative emotions that had just been vented. This struggle and entanglement was quickly reflected in Evan Bell's violent voice.  It's over, and the pleasure follows!

    "It's 8am and I'm in hell. Looks like I've crossed the line again, I've done nothing and this is who I am so throw your rocks and break my bones, we all know life isn't fair  , but I am not alone, we are everywhere.¡±

    Evan Bell's highly inciting voice pulled all the audience out of their seats and plunged into the world of "thugs" from a standing position. The shocking drum beats rushed through the body, knocking out all negative emotions.  Crush, the burst of adrenaline overwhelmed the brain in an instant.

    "We will not restrain ourselves to fight against the barriers, we will not give up, we will kill everything instantly! You will always be just a thug in the fading memory. When they are alone and lonely, strangling themselves becomes another joke. Bury them in dust until  The world can't hurt you anymore, can you hear me? No one is going to cry all day and all night about your death, you're a thug!"

    The audience at the scene couldn't help but start stamping their feet, not applauding or waving their hands, but stamping their feet. Only this most powerful way can vent the inner rage. The footsteps followed Abner Alfred's drumming in a uniform manner,  It was like a thousand giants stamping their feet collectively, Staples Stadium suddenly became unstable, and it could be destroyed by the joint efforts of the audience at any time.  That hearty feeling of venting made everyone start to vent their inner negative emotions in the direction of Evan Bell with red faces.

    ¡°It¡¯s eight o¡¯clock in the morning and I¡¯m in hell. Your voice is so strong, now bring order to the chaos!¡±

    Evan Bell's voice exploded in the speaker, and a hole was torn in the night sky in an instant. The lights of the whole stadium poured down, filling the entire Staples Stadium; next, the members of the Outlaws  The sound rushed out like a flood, "We will not restrain ourselves to fight against the barriers, we will not give up, we will kill everything in an instant!" This lyric immediately resonated with all the audience, and everyone involuntarily began to agree with it.  The outlaws are like an army of 100,000 marching forward shouting slogans.

    "We will not restrain ourselves to fight against the barriers, we will not give up, we will kill everything in an instant!"

    In this thunderous shout, Evan Bell's voice roughly tore a bloody path, exploding again and again in everyone's venting of resentment, "You will always be just a thug in the fading memory, when  They become another joke by strangling themselves in solitude, bury them in dust until the world can't hurt you anymore, can you hear me? No one will cry all day and all night about your death, you're a thug  !¡±

    The music ended, and when everyone seemed to have just woken up from a nightmare, they looked around in confusion. It was not until the figure of Evan Bell on the stage came into view that all the information came into their heads, and the reality of reality became so real.  Just invaded.

    Everyone felt sore in their limbs, as if they had just finished running a marathon, but only God knows that Evan Bell only performed three songs just now, but it caused all the audience to experience a roller coaster-like emotional ups and downs. This kind of  The turbulent ups and downs made everyone feel like they were fished out of the water.  Although tired, the hearty emotional catharsis made everyone feel very happy, as if they were coming out of a sauna. They were obviously exhausted, but the joy of the spirit made the smiles on the corners of their mouths appear involuntarily.

    This is Evan Bell?Perfect stage, unique man.

    Asking for a monthly ticket!  (To be continued)
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