The Greatest Showman

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Neil, who stood on the bar, commanded the world, waving his hands vigorously and inciting, summoning waves of shouts, "Renly! Renly! Renly!"

The whole bar became more and more lively, everyone raised the beer in their hands high, cheered and shouted with smiles, not the crowded heat wave that swarmed at the premiere, but the noise of cheering in unison The sky was shaking, and the heat wave swarmed towards Renly from all directions, as if the place he was standing on was the center of the world.

Involuntarily, the smile rose. He raised his voice and shouted at Neil, but the surrounding noise was so loud that Neil couldn't hear it at all. He simply knelt down and lay beside Renly, Leaning over, the antics caused a burst of whistling and roaring, but Neil paid no attention to it. After standing up again, he motioned for everyone to be quiet for a while, and shouted loudly, "Our Master Renly just said, pick up. In the next round, he will pay for it!"

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" The audience ushered in a stormy sea, just like the strong support of the Maori before the battle.

Withdrawing his gaze, Renly felt the burning gaze of the girl beside him, he said with a smile, "You invited me, and I invited you, this is two rounds of wine."

The girl raised her eyebrows happily, then laughed heartily, patted the table hard, and then gave a thumbs up, "Thanks then. I'm still worried about the next round."

So frank, still with boyish bluntness, then she winked at Renly with a smile on her face, and threw a playful eye, not the charming kind, but with a hint of teasing, With a hint of flirtation and a hint of handsomeness, he grabbed the beer that Neil had put on the table just now, three bottles in his left hand and three in his right hand, his eyes fell on the single bottle, he gestured towards Renly, and raised his voice. Said, "Halsey (halsey)." Without any extra words, he turned around neatly and walked away.

Haierxi, in 2016, became popular with the song "closer" with the-chainsmoke, but in fact, before this song, she broke into a world with her own personality and strength. "Approaching" simply provides a higher platform.

It is worth mentioning that, like Justin Bieber, she is also a representative of the new generation of artists who have become popular from YouTube.

For singers, Renly's knowledge is really limited. He knows the singer Halsey, but more knowledge is really limited. However, what is certain is that at the moment in 2011, Halsey should still be an unknown music lover, cruising the streets and alleys of New York, looking for opportunities to start a music career.

It can be seen from just a short meeting that this is a young man with personality and style.

"Young man?" Renly complained a little weakly about his words, and his mood jumped with the rising corners of his mouth. He picked up the bottle of Heineken beer on the bar, poured it into his mouth, and relieved his dull chest a little. Precipitated a little. Without a good rest for three days in a row, Renly's footsteps are now erratic, as if floating in the clouds.

"You should have come earlier." Neil jumped down and gave Renly a hug across the bar, saying it was a hug, rather a hug of "slapped Renly on the back, trying to make Renly vomit blood" , Seeing Renly's speechless eyes, Neil laughed twice and let go, "Woody Allen sat here for a long time tonight, he also asked, next time you perform here When. How about another day or not, the famous Woody Allen will come to watch."

"Woody Allen is not Bob Dylan." Renly's complaints made Neil laugh cheerfully. Woody is a master of movies, and Bob is a master of music. It is still very important to classify them.

"Stanley has been looking for you just now, you can go to the seventh deck to have a look, there is a surprise." Neil raised his chin proudly, his eyes flickered, he hesitated, but after all, he still did not open his mouth to reveal his trump card , this is really too rare. Renly was not interested at first, but now Renly is somewhat interested.

Seeing Renly's back as he turned to leave, Neil stopped him again, before showing a smug look, "I told you so long ago."

A simple sentence can't hide the pride and pride in Neil's heart. From beginning to end, Neil firmly believes that Renly's music can be heard and accepted by people, even George Slender , Stanley - Charlesson are skeptical, but Neil is not.

Now, "Don Quixote" Billboard has won the championship, which is undoubtedly the greatest affirmation to Neil.

Renly chuckled helplessly, and said with his mouth, "You deserve it." In a word, Neil slammed the rag on the bar, whistled, and screamed, provoking Everyone else next to the bar joined the shouting, even if they had no idea what was going on.

A short walk toward booth number seven, almost everyone raised their beer aloft in salute, "To Don Quixote!" I don't know who was the first to shout that, and then everyone else They followed suit, and the sound was not neat, even a little sparse, but the surging enthusiasm and madness could be clearly felt.

The flame deep in my heart, in the oppression and tempering of real life, gradually extinguished, gradually weakened, and gradually cooled, but it never disappeared. In the album "Don Quixote", in the bar of Pioneer Village. Among them, rekindle.

Stanley stood up, opened his arms, and greeted Renly warmly, "You must be a dog nose and smell the good wine here."

The wrinkled old face has now been quietly stretched out. In the past few months, Stanley seems to have rejuvenated his second youth. He has regained the vitality that had disappeared for a long time. The pioneer village has become Manhattan. The most unique bar, once again witnessing the pace of history.

He politely hugged Stanley, and after Stanley moved out of the way, Renly saw the bottle of whisky, Alexander \u0026 Maison, on the table in the booth.

This bottle of whisky is Stanley's personal collection, not only limited, there are only 12 bottles in the world; it is not only precious, it has been accumulated for more than 60 years; it is not only expensive, it is priceless in the market, even in the auction house I can't collect it either, it's just a personal collection. It is this bottle of whisky, not to mention tasting, even playing with it is not allowed. To be precise, no one in the pioneer village has seen the real thing, just seen the photos.

They always liked to joke about the bottle, and even said that the bottle might not be passed down as a family heirloom until 100 years after Stanley. Stanley didn't refute, just smiled and seemed to acquiesce.

But now, Renly has seen the bottle of Alexander \u0026 Co. Surprise and shock, one can imagine.

"Stanley?" Renly said nothing, the questioning voice was enough.

Stanley sat back with a smile, "If collecting is just collecting, then whisky will never reflect its value. You know, the most beautiful and essential part of a bottle of wine is not the liquid itself, but the mellow aroma fermented by time. And the taste, at a certain moment, fit the mood and mood, become the most unforgettable moment in life, this is perfect.”

"...So, you think this is the moment?" Renly laughed, but Stanley didn't answer, beckoning, "Sit down. Today I shared a small glass with George, Woody, and Neil. , Janice. The only regret is the lack of you. Now, today is the perfect time."

As he spoke, Stanley began to get busy. Put a clean glass, put a container full of tartar and ice cubes, then took the precious bottle of Alexander's whisky, poured a little into the glass, the amber liquid was rich and mellow, like a crystal, every flow They all reflect the fragments of countless rays of light, which are thrilling.

The Stanley in front of him is so focused, not on the wine bottle in his hand, lest it be broken or spilled, but on the flow of liquid in the wine glass, there is no special expression on his face, but Mei Yuzhi The gratification and carefreeness of the time flickered in the amber liquid, as if this moment was the pinnacle of life. He was the only one in the entire booth. Friends came and friends left. He always sticks here, savoring the years and time in this bottle of wine.

Once in George Slender, Renly saw this moving light; now, in Stanley Charlesson, he saw it too. It's not just a bottle of whisky.

The weight of the album "Don Quixote" was beyond Renly's imagination. Whether it is the fans who are cheering at this moment, or Stanley who is revelling alone in front of them, the dreams that they have nowhere to put, the dreams that are at a loss under the oppression of real life, are all condensed in "Don Quixote" on the body.

It wasn't just a Billboard win, as if it wasn't just an album. It was heavy, making people a little flustered.

"Have you tasted it?" Stanley put the glass in front of Renly. "I mean, this is a whisky with a mellow and dense taste, a little bit of excitement, but it's still memorable."

Alexander \u0026 Maurice Whiskey, which is from Dalmore, the brand owned by Andre Hamilton. But this bottle of wine was brewed in 1942, and there are only twelve bottles in the world. Even Andre has no collection in his hands. To be honest, Renly really didn't taste it, just played with the empty bottle.

"No." Ren Li picked up the glass and watched the trivial light penetrate the glass and spilled into the wine, as if the stars fell into the vast sea, "But today we will break this embarrassment, I hope this isn't the last time."

Stanley couldn't help but smile and said jokingly, "It depends on your next performance."

Renly glanced and pouted, showing a look of disgust, which made Stanley laugh out loud, and then Renly put the glass to his mouth, took a sip, and felt the beauty of the full contact between the alcohol and the tip of his tongue. Like the turbulent waves, but like the dance steps of a ballerina.

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