The Greatest Showman - Chapter 2438

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A chair, a microphone, and a light.

That’s all.

Familiar scenes, familiar smells, even the light, shadow and dust floating in the air seem to still carry the familiar atmosphere that has settled down over time. Time flies, and some things still maintain their original pure appearance. The core meaning – it is people who change after all.

The low-pitched voices of chattering sounded in the Pioneer Village, and then someone stepped onto the stage, carrying a guitar and a keyboard. The microphone, after the busy work, adjusted the position of the guitar and sat down.

Adjusting the microphone, adjusting the sitting position, and adjusting the strings, a series of actions are very skilled, and you can even faintly perceive a trace of comfort. It seems that you are completely immersed in your own world, focused and devoted, just like a craftsman, devoted wholeheartedly in their own craft.

The drinkers who were drinking and chatting inadvertently cast their gazes towards the stage, and the smiles between the gongs and chips slowly solidified on the corners of their mouths, turning into a trace of doubt, some surprised, some confused, and a little slow, and some people looked at each other in dismay. Exchanging glances to find answers, some people stared intently at the figure on the stage, and some people looked around for Stanley’s figure to try to find an answer.

Of course, more people are still immersed in conversations and small talk, and then you can faintly feel that the atmosphere in the bar is changing subtly.

One after another, his eyes were projected towards the stage, and he couldn’t help but fall into a similar situation again. No one understood what was going on. There were question marks all over his head waiting for answers, and he didn’t even have time to express shock and surprise:

Can anyone explain what is going on here?

Gradually, little by little, the attention slowed down, and then it was relieved—does this need an accident?

Is this a surprise?

Is this an accident?

The answer…seems like maybe maybe maybe…should be no.

That’s Renly Hall.

Renly, who has just won Best Actor for the second time at Cannes, Renly who keeps making history, writing miracles, and breaking ideas, is the world’s premier Renly… But it is this unique Renly that also Also Renly from the pioneer village.

No one should and no one will ever forget Renly’s past.

Just over a year ago, the release of “The Ballad of the Drunken Township” reawakened memories of the pioneer village; so tonight, Renly’s reappearance seems to be a natural extension, and no one should be surprised or surprised.

Everything is like this… deja vu, from the movie screen to real life, from word of mouth rumors to the real drama in front of you, that kind of half-truth, dream-like subtle texture, so that the pioneer village has also changed. It’s amazing, it’s like entering “Midnight Paris” under Woody Allen’s lens-perhaps, this is midnight New York, and the golden age is slowly flowing, making people addicted and intoxicated.

“Hey, good evening.”

Renly’s voice came from the microphone, with a slight smile on his face and a slight shrug, “Sorry for disturbing your original plan. It’s almost midnight in Eastern Time, and as usual, tonight’s The live performances are all over, and it’s time for you to enjoy your time; but I’ve scoffed at Stanley for a little bit of the privilege to be here on stage for a moment in the limelight.”

Of course it’s a joke.

In fact, Stanley took the initiative to send an invitation to Renly, asking if Renly would like to perform on stage and enjoy a moment of his own time.

Renly agreed.

“Actually, you can completely ignore my existence and continue to enjoy the night that belongs to you. Believe me, I will integrate myself into the background as much as possible. You don’t need to listen to my nonsense. Just ignore it.”

Renly’s lightheartedness made Neil whistle, and amid the low-pitched laughter, Neil raised his voice and said,

“Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and perform.” This made the customers laugh more and more cheerfully, and the successive urging and ridiculing sounds made the Pioneer Village permeated with a relaxed and lively atmosphere.

It was like countless nights in Pioneer Village, nothing unexpected and nothing special, and the drinkers just relaxed and enjoyed the show.

“Shut up. Aren’t you paying to hear my self-pity here?” Renly’s crisp rebuttal made the audience burst into laughter—

Is Renly complaining that some singers or entertainers “excessively share their private life”?

This is very, very interesting and worth digging into.

“I could ramble on here for thirty minutes, but obviously…”

“Please keep babbling.” A shout from the stage interrupted Renly’s words, and then there was a roar of laughter throughout the bar.

Renly didn’t panic, and raised his eyebrows, “Why don’t I know, when did Pioneer Village start a one-man talk show night?”

“Just for you!” Someone still shouted from the stage.

Amid the roar of laughter, Renly showed a grim expression, “But it’s not just for you.” Such a tough response made the entire bar clapped and laughed, and then Renly said, “More importantly, , I don’t want to. And this is my stage, so I guess you’ll just have to live with it.”

The laughter couldn’t stop at all.

Renly did not speak in a domineering tone, but with a hint of smugness in his joking, and that subtle difference made the scene really have the quality of a one-person talk show.

“Phew, very good, I’m ready to start singing now. Forewarned in advance, video recording is prohibited on site, otherwise I may walk off the stage at any time to warn in physical conflict. I think you should not want the pioneer village to become the latest Filming for the sequel to ‘Rocky’.”

Renly’s handy sense of humour pushed the bar’s midnight atmosphere to a climax/tide, and the slightly drunken state engendered the atmosphere of the scene, making it intoxicating.

Turning around, Renly put his hands on the keyboard, and the guitar hanging on his shoulders was slightly heavy.

Renly hesitated.

Which song should he perform?

“Drunken Country Ballad” soundtrack?

“Don Quixote”?

or…

In fact, Renly wasn’t sure what he was going to do, and when Stanley made a request, he didn’t resist, so he nodded and agreed; but he didn’t really think about the specific reason and what to do.

Perhaps, it should be just like the backup stage of the year:

Just enjoy.

There is no need to think about so many reasons and reasons, and no need to struggle with the meaning and form behind it, just relax…enjoy it.

The muscles loosened a little, and the fingertips fell on the black and white keys, and the cold and ding-dong musical symbols flowed slowly under the goose-yellow spotlight.

Ding dong ding dong.

Ding dong ding dong.

The sound of the piano keys tapped lightly in the atrium, and the strong emotions rose like a curl of smoke. The intricate and indescribable emotions hidden in the chest were transmitted to the notes through the strength of the fingertips, and the crystal clear melody symbols slowly flowed out. flapping its wings and standing still.

Gradually, it became quiet like this, the kind that was completely silent.

Outside the bar, the sound of vehicle engines and the noise of drunken shouts can still be captured; inside the bar, the sound of low-pitched conversations and the hot and dull atmosphere still remain… These cluttered and trivial sounds have not dissipated, but they have become more and more contrasting. Quietness of voice and breathing.

Slow down your breath, hold your voice, and calm down amidst the moving and graceful melody, quietly watching Renly in the spotlight on the stage, Renly alone.

Stanley’s nose was inexplicably sore. He could sense Renly’s daze and confusion, but he didn’t know how to help. The only thing he could do was wait for the pioneer village, standing there, like Sisyphus, over and over again. Pushing the stone that can never be pushed up.

Staring at Renly, the time went back, as if he had returned to the distant past again. The young man with a bright smile was so pure and so sincere, and the bright eyes made him envious and yearning, he said. , his name is Renly Hall, an actor.

“It’s just been a frenzy for a long time, and the believers are sweating and rushing to the head.”

Renly spoke, his unpretentious voice was unadorned, but it showed the loss and confusion hidden in the depths of his soul vividly:

This is just a frenzy, UU reading www.sonicmtl.

com is like a fever like a fever, chasing dreams with a pure heart, venting everything with sweat, impulse and enthusiasm occupying the brain, like a believer who is obsessed, sprinting regardless, but running, But he didn’t know what direction he was sprinting in, but he believed in an ethereal “faith”, but he chased like moths to flames and jade and stones.

When one day, the fever subsided, the excitement dissipated, and when I looked back, I found that everything was just a dream.

So what will happen?

Do dreams really exist?

Or, does it really make sense?

What are you chasing after all this time?

What is the meaning of life?

That daze is confusion and struggle, but also the pain of self-doubt, self-denial and self-lost, just like Nietzsche who fell into madness after thinking about the “meaning of self-existence”.

When we begin to question our own existence, does this “self” really exist?

In other words, the existences that I once thought were just illusions?

More importantly, how should we prove it?

How should we find truth in fantasy and reality?

If you can’t find it, will it be like Nietzsche, who will eventually bury yourself with your own hands?

Stanley fell silent, knowing he couldn’t help Renly because he couldn’t reach Renly’s height, he couldn’t even understand Renly’s confusion.

The only thing he could do was stay where he was, hold on to the pioneer village, and tell Renly that his persistence made sense, and that was all.

But his eyes were still slightly warm, and his heart was trembling uncontrollably.

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