The Greatest Showman

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Before leaving Mount Sinai Hospital, Renly found Annie again.

Annie was having a drip, her tender brows were tightly tangled, making people clearly feel her pain and realize that she was also a child who suffered from illness and had to be hospitalized all the year round. But she widened her eyes and said strong and bright, "Annie is a strong girl, isn't she? Just like Alex!"

Standing in front of these children, Renly always felt so small and so helpless.

After cheering for Annie, Renly took his leave. Alex's operation is still in progress. The transplant of the heart is not a small operation. It can be as short as five or six hours, or as long as ten hours. The waiting time is long and even more painful. But compared to the thin figure lying on the hospital bed, everything becomes insignificant.

Sitting on the subway, swaying, people coming and going, noisy and noisy, but completely unfamiliar individuals between people, indifferently and vigilantly distanced, calm down, and enjoy the rare silence and peace. Tranquility, but let the mixed emotions settle down. This is true of supermarkets, and the same is true of subways.

Unknowingly, Renly stayed at Mount Sinai Hospital for more than three hours. When he got out of the subway again, the sunset was already hanging diagonally between the high-rise buildings, reflecting the swaying Hudson River. Submerged in general. Renly laughed dumbly, wondering if Neil and the others were interested in taking a night tour of the Hudson, otherwise, the last bet would be delayed again.

Compared with his own home, Renly knew the roads around Pioneer Village so well that he didn't need to identify them carefully. After exiting the subway station, he could easily find his destination by walking freely. However, on the street today, the crowd seems to be much more special, which makes Renly a little surprised——

When he arrived at JFK in the morning, he still felt that there were fewer people, thinking that most of the reporters were heading towards Venice and Toronto, and the "eyes" left in Manhattan were less than half; but now why is that feeling gone? , but feel turbulent? Is it because of rush hour?

Isn't it Saturday? What kind of rush hour is there! As for the frenzy on weekend nights, the night has not yet completely subsided, so naturally it can't be that fast.

Renly is also full of question marks, but if you think about it carefully, this is New York, a city of eight million people, and there are countless events and parties every day and every night. You can find your own moments and areas. This shouldn't come as a surprise.

Clearing up his doubts, Renly stepped on his skateboard and headed towards Pioneer Village. But not only did the question marks not decrease, but instead increased—because the crowd seemed to be moving in the same direction as him. Then Renly saw the spectacle at the door of the pioneer village.

The mighty team began to extend back along the block. At first glance, it seemed that they had lined up at the end of the street, and they were still lined up. They entered the next street at a corner; crowds could be seen one after another. Join in, say hello cheerfully, and walk towards the end of the queue on the way to the end of the line. When encountering an acquaintance, you can’t help but stop and chat with each other; the bloated crowd almost fills the entire pedestrian street, and the crowds come and go for the sake of speed. Going forward, we had to borrow the roadway, which slowed down the speed of passing cars.

The fiery scene seemed to rekindle the midsummer heat, and it was boiling.

Looking around, there are at least 200 people in front of you, and you can see people joining in intermittently. With such a grand occasion, even the most popular clubs and nightclubs in New York, when the crowds are at their peak, are probably on this scale, but that is also true. We have to wait until after ten o'clock in the evening. Now, it is absolutely impossible.

No matter how lively the scene in front of you is, how abnormal it is.

Renly raised his head involuntarily and looked at the vast night. Above the navy blue curtain, the brilliance of the setting sun was still burning brightly. The street lights on Manhattan streets were some bright, some were not, and the sky was glowing thickly. cyan. He was not mistaken, the night still did not come.

So what's going on right now?

Pioneer Village is one of the recommended attractions at the end of New York City Hall, not only because it retains the original architecture and decoration style of the 1930s and 1940s, but also because it continues the essence of the golden age of American music. , which is one of the historical witnesses of New York art.

But as a jazz bar, it has completely declined in contemporary society. With the exception of New York, Memphis, Nashville and a few other cities where music was born, jazz bars have all but disappeared. Even as a "tourist attraction," the pioneer villages have been sluggish in popularity.

In Renly's memory, the pioneer villages that could accommodate between eighty and one hundred people could be counted on two hands on a night when they were fully occupied. Every time, there are big-name singers who have become famous and come to sing. The promotion starts about half a month in advance, attracting tourists, fans, and professional old fans, which fills the Pioneer Village.

So, is the grand occasion tonight because big-name singers come to sing? Nora Jones? Jason Mayez? Taylor - Swift (taylor-ift)? Or train?

Renly slowed down and walked over slowly on his skateboard, looking for a promotional poster at the gate of the Pioneer Village—if a big-name singer comes over, the PR agency will definitely provide corresponding posters, the difference is only in the scale. But Renly was disappointed that he didn't see anything, which made him even more puzzled.

looking at the door

Renly was hesitant among the people who were lining up to enter the arena. He didn't want to cut the line, so did he want to enter through the back door?

The thoughts in my mind just popped up, and before I had time to think about it, an exclamation came from my ear, "Master!"

"Huh." This was the sound of a breath of cold air. The street that was noisy just a second ago is now silent. In sharp contrast is the second half of the team, where there is still chattering and lively, it seems I didn't notice the abnormality at the door of Pioneer Village at all. Such a gap made the silence at the door more and more clear, and it seemed that even the sound of breathing was silenced. Just like pinching out a cigarette butt, there is not a single puff of green smoke.

Renly followed the voice and looked over, surprise in his eyes, "William?"

It's not William Taylor, who is standing in front of him? Not only William, there are several familiar faces next to them, Graham Hughes, Hope Baez, Tessa Britton... These are all familiar fan faces, before Renly I have seen it many times before and after, and I am very impressed.

It's just that they appeared in the pioneer village, what's going on? This is not a movie premiere scene, nor is it a classic movie night in the art theater chain. Is it just for travel? Nothing to do with him?

"Is there any activity here tonight?" Ren Li asked casually, and then he saw the suffocating faces, the expressions were hideous and funny, he couldn't tell whether he was laughing or crying, he just looked at each other, which made Renly couldn't help chuckling, "What, what special event, does it require cosplay?"

Tessa, who was standing beside her, couldn't help but took a half-step forward, "Master, didn't you make a special trip to participate in tonight's event?"

As he went back and forth, Renly became more and more confused, "Is there anything special I should know about?" After three weeks of vacation in the Caribbean, isolated from the world, Renly felt a little out of step with the world.

"Renly, Renly!" Janice Black, who was submerged in the crowd, noticed Renly's appearance and waved again and again, "Why are you here? Nathan said yesterday that you are on vacation in Cuba. Did you come back on a special trip?"

Renly nodded to William and the others, greeted Janice, gave her a hug, and said with a smile, "Can someone explain to me what's going on? Confused, should I run away? Like, someone wanted me in there or something?"

This joke made Janice laugh happily, but no one else seemed to react. The faces were still in shock, and their eyes were brightly looking at Renly, motionless and not making any sound. No, lest the slightest sound would break the dream and make them wake up and return to reality.

"You don't know?" Janice also reacted at this time, muttering "Nathan didn't mention it to you", and then explained, "After your album was officially released, Stanley and Neil were so happy. Every day They were all talking in the bar and talking with a bunch of old guys that seemed like they were going crazy. Then last week, they thought, why don't they get more real music lovers to come over and let's get together What about sharing and discussing together? So, Neil posted an event on Facebook, inviting people who really like your music to come to the bar and hold a 'Don Quixote' album audition."

Renly opened his mouth and tried to make some comments, only to find himself at a loss for words.

Janice patted her head, "Look at my memory, I forgot. They said, they won't invite you, it's just a communication between fans. It's probably for this reason, Nathan didn't mention it to you. Hey, since you I don't know, why did you come here today?"

"...I just got back from vacation today because I have to go to Toronto for the film festival next week." Renly looked back at the long line in front of him, and couldn't believe his eyes, "So, you mean, these Are people here just for my album?"

Not for Renly, just for the album "Don Quixote"? This does sound like a fantasy.

"You should ask them about the specifics. But, if I'm not mistaken, yes, it is." Janice also made a joke, teasing Renly's consternation and shock, and then patted Renly's Shoulder, "Since you're here, let's join together. Stanley and the others will definitely not mind." After speaking, Janice herself laughed and pushed Renly into the pioneer village.

William and the others, who stayed at the door, looked at each other, exchanged glances, and then... "Ahhh!"46

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