Hope lightened his steps, like a cat, for fear of disturbing Renly in front of him, then stood beside the guitar case, took a ten dollar bill from his pocket, threw it into the case, and put his hands together obediently. With his back behind him, he focused his eyes on Ren Li nervously and nervously again, but he was a little shy, not daring to look directly into Ren Li's eyes, only daring to secretly look at the large and slender palm with well-defined joints.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eyes, he caught Ren Li's smile. He raised his head to look, and suddenly bumped into Ren Li's bright eyes. The moon-like smile was gently rippling. The heart suddenly stopped beating, Hope avoided his eyes in a panic, and even stopped breathing.
"Ha." The light laughter leaked out, and Hope took a peek, and then saw the smile in Renly's eyes extending to the corners of his mouth, the soft lips outlined a wanton arc, and the world brightened.
The melody stopped suddenly, William and Graham stopped, looked at Renly, looked at Hope, then saw the golden trophy in the piano case, and finally looked at Renly again , The eyes are full of incredible, they can't even tell whether this is a dream or reality.
"Looks like we've got some onlookers." Ed-Sheeran bowed down to thank everyone and said loudly, "This song just now thank you for your accompaniment, then the next round It's time for you to show your hand, how is it? Do you have any ideas?"
There were indeed many songs in Renly's mind, but none of them seemed to suit the atmosphere of the evening, and suddenly the face of the girl in the dining car just now flashed in his mind, Ophelia, he remembered the name because it was written by William Shakespeare The name of the heroine in the most famous tragedy "Hamlet", it seems, the girl's parents must have liked Shakespeare.
Tonight's liveliness, tonight's brilliance, tonight's wantonness, tonight's confusion, tonight's touching, tonight's no regrets... All of them turned into a single melody, gently jumping on the fingertips. Renly looked up. "Do you have a tambourine bell?"
Ed bent down, flipped through the side, and took out a colorful handbell, "Is the African tribal style okay?"
Renly gave a big smile, "No problem. Come on, give me a rhythm!"
Ed was a little surprised, but he didn't ask, "Of course." They didn't exchange names or even communicate, but there was a musical tacit understanding between each other, and then he started to beat the tambourine bell in his hand, After looking for a random rhythm, a voice came from the side, "Very good, just keep this rhythm and follow my keyboard sound!"
boom! boom!
The neat and steady tambourine bells are like military steps, powerful and strong, and the momentum is heavy. That kind of passionate excitement overflows in the relaxed and moderate rhythm. William couldn't help but beat the rhythm along with it. Cater to the rhythm of your palms.
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"Very good!" Renly gave a big smile and affirmed, which encouraged William, and the applause grew louder. Seeing this, Graham and Hope quickly joined the rhythm beat together. Letting a look of satisfaction flash across Ren Li's eyes, he nodded again and again, and he simply raised his hands high, "Is there anyone else? Come together!"
At this time, the people watching at the bar next to them finally couldn't bear it any longer. Four or five people came out one after another. Someone asked loudly, "Man, how are you playing?"
Ed simply stepped out, raised the tambourine bell in his hand, beat it hard, and shouted, "Everyone follow the beat!"
boom! boom! boom!
The uniform rhythm actually has momentum. Even if there is no melody, it still makes people's blood boil. At this moment, the keyboard sound in Ren Li's hand hit hard, a simple sound, just a Just starting the tune, Renly sang, "Ah, ah, when I was young..."
That warm voice with a hint of hoarseness that is not easily detected, fermented under the neon light, gently tugged at the heartstrings.
"I, I, should be wiser; but, I don't feel the slightest remorse, and you don't have the original expectations." It seems that there are not too many turbulent keyboard sounds, but there is a rising momentum in the beat sound. , Involuntarily, Ed's rhythm was slightly accelerated by half a beat, and the excitement of the blood flowing faster stirred in the air.
Suddenly, the rhythm of the keyboard under Renly's fingertips picked up speed, the melody like the ding-dong of spring water rushing down, the slender fingers were dazzling, and the short eight beats made the emotions burst out suddenly. , and then came to an abrupt end, too wonderful to express in words.
Ed didn't even have time to react, and it was over in eight beats. He looked at Renly in astonishment, and then Renly laughed, which made Ed also smile. He gave Renly a look, "Now I Be prepared, and you won't be in a hurry next time."
"I, I, looking for a new love here, he, he, seems to be on top of the world; but, I can't feel the slightest remorse, and you don't want to blame me."
Wonderful lyrics that make people scratch their heads, but make people savor something different, like... like Shakespeare's poetry. This naturally reminds people of "Cleopatra", the follow-up of the unified style.
In those simple words, you can feel a touch of sadness and regret, he hurt her badly, he knew it was wrong, but he refused to repent; she was hurt badly, she knew he had already No longer belonged to her, but she did not rebuke. In love, the person who pays is always vulnerable. He let go of himself, his defenses, and his weapons. As long as the other party is willing, he can hurt himself to the fullest, and she still has no regrets or regrets.
Tragic and poignant, like epic.
The keys began to grow thick and heavy, and Renly's voice spread its wings and flew wildly, "Oh, Ophelia, you've been on my mind since the beginning of the century; oh, Ophelia, yes God made a fool like me fall in love."
That moving voice, that simple lyrics, unexpectedly, hit Hope's heart hard. Ophelia, Ophelia in "Hamlet", the pure, kind, innocent and romantic Ophelia, the Ophelia who is desperate for love. … that heartbreakingly more desirable Ophelia.
Even though Hamlet "goes crazy" because of his father's death and his mother's remarriage, and yells at Ophelia, but she really thinks that Hamlet is only acting like this because he is crazy, so he is sad and regretful; but Hamlet did not think of it at all , his vent will cause the girl's grief and even despair.
Hamlet, blinded by hatred, killed Ophelia's father. After hearing the news, Ophelia could not bear such a blow, and Ophelia chose to end her own life.
His eyes were filled with tears in an instant. In Renly's sobbing singing, was that the regret and regret from Hamlet? Is that a sincere confession from Hamlet
The galloping sound of the piano keys vented down like a wave, and the turbulent melody vented the inner entanglement, melancholy, regret, and pain heartily. Ed did not speed up his drum beat, but naturally stopped the drum beat and stood in place. Looking quietly at Renly who was immersed in the melody, an eight-beat melody was as clear as spring water, as translucent as moonlight, and the faint sadness in the joyful rhythm brought tears to the eyes.
This time, there was no abrupt stop, the singing burst out completely along the brisk and lively rhythm, and gradually climbed up, all the emotions erupted at this moment.
"But, I have nothing, you have big dreams and are about to set sail; but, my soul has been numb, your soul is so noble."
The hoarse voice draws a graceful arc under the extreme high pitch, like lightning gliding across the night sky, and the whole world becomes translucent in an instant, and the ups and downs of emotions are completely out of control in the galloping melody.
He is so insignificant, struggling to pursue his so-called justice and so-called dreams, but he did not hesitate to hurt a noble soul, and at the price of blood on his hands, he successfully reached the other side of revenge, but is it really worth it? What did he miss, and what did he miss
Is this talking about Hamlet and Ophelia, or Hollywood trophies and dreams
How many people lost themselves in the pursuit of their dreams, and even turned their dreams into bargaining chips, just to achieve supreme glory. But when success really came, he began to lose himself, unable to find his dream, freedom, and who he used to be.
It's all so ironic, the Emmys are just around the corner, the golden trophy is still in the guitar case; but now he's sitting on the street and singing like a bard, more like a wanderer Chinese. Hamlet missed his Ophelia, so what does it take to get to the top in Hollywood
That flamboyant voice, the joyful melody, the sad lyrics, the lonely syllable... All of a sudden it calmed down, all the complexity returned to simplicity, and there was a hoarseness in the depths of Renly's voice, hummed softly,
"'Honey, I love you', those were her last words."
The warm tears burst like this, and it was not even clear whether they were crying for Ophelia or regretting Hamlet.
As a handed down masterpiece, "Hamlet" has been analyzed from countless angles, but everyone agrees that Hamlet died for justice after all, and he died a great deal, which is embarrassing and regrettable, but also admirable. But now, Renly's singing told another story, one that belonged to Ophelia.
Hamlet missed, and after all, missed. Just like Cleopatra.
The rhythm strikes again, the melody starts again from the beginning, from soothing to high/tide, from loneliness to cheerfulness, and Renly's voice is humming, "Oh, Ophelia, you haunt my mind like a drug/addiction; Oh Ophelia, God made a fool like me fall in love. Oh Ophelia, you've been on my mind since the beginning of the century; Oh, Ophelia, God made a fool like me fall in love."
Happiness and sadness suddenly embraced each other.
Note: Ophelia—The-Lumineers