Everyone looked at him, surprised that he was so out of sorts.

Gao Xiaobai, who had always been calm and calm, even dropped his fan to the ground, spinning around like a headless fly.

While everyone was in shock, Cui Dayou's eyes also flashed a look of shock.

After a long time, he regained some composure and said: "It turns out that "Wish You Were Here" was created by the owner of this place, JX..."

"'Wish you were here'? What's 'Wish you were here'?" Yan Yunzhuo turned around and asked.

She hated this feeling. Everyone was saying things she couldn't understand.

"'Wish You Were Here', whose English name is 'Wish You Were Here', is Pink Floyd's last album so far, and it is also the first album after their reorganization." Cui Dayou said, "When

After half a century, with this album, Pink Floyd has returned to the throne of rock and roll."

At the same time, background music filled the room.

"so.

So you think you can tell,

Can you tell whether this is heaven or hell?

How can you tell the difference between freedom and pain?

Can you tell whether it's a green field or an icy railroad track?"

The shocking drum beat sounded, and every beat seemed to hit people's hearts, at the same frequency as the heartbeat.

There were countless cheers, whistles, applause, laughter and crying.

The picture on the screen changed again. On the dark stage, a spotlight shone on a group of people.

Just from their faces, you can tell that these people are very old.

He has become so old that his bones are all jagged and his beard and hair are all white.

The old hands plucked the strings, and the wrinkled chin held the drumsticks.

“Do they trade with you?

Trading heroic souls for ghosts?

Exchange the remaining warm ashes for trees?

Trading hot air for cool breeze?

Trading a change for unnecessary comfort?”

Gao Xiaobai finally stopped freaking out, ran back, pointed at the screen excitedly and said:

"In 2018, Pink Floyd would like you to perform here!"

Jiang Xinhai and Xu Xiangxiao both looked at him with some confusion.

"This was an earthquake-like concert in the rock circle. It even alarmed the President of the United States and activated five helicopters to maintain order. All this was just because the king of rock and roll was reunited."

Gao Xiaobai pointed at the picture and said: "Look, soon, a classic picture is coming!"

Everyone looked at the screen and saw a man in a wheelchair slowly sliding onto the stage.

The person playing seemed not to see him at all, and was still focused on his own performance, while the person was motionless, facing the front of the stage.

The cheers became more enthusiastic, or rather it was not cheers, but carnival.

Qin Yunchu stared and said in a daze: "How do I feel that this person looks a bit like..."

At this point, she didn't dare to say anything anymore. It was Jiang Xinhai who took over: "A bit like Hawking? I think so too."

Gao Xiaobai looked at the two of them: "What does it look like Hawking? This is Hawking!"

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded again.

"What Hawking? Which Hawking?"

"You don't even know Hawking? Just Hawking!"

"Is it that Hawking?"

…

I don’t blame people for not being able to figure it out.

Because the crossover is too big.

Who would have thought that a world-famous physicist would appear at a rock concert?

A mechanical electronic sound suddenly joined the music, seeming to act as part of the background sound.

This is Hawking's voice.

"We are just two lost souls swimming in the bathtub.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Year after year, I run through the same vicissitudes of land.

What did we find?

There is only the same vicissitudes of fear.

I wish you were here."

After the last voice fell, Gao Xiaobai took off his glasses and wiped them with the corner of his clothes.

"This was the last time Hawking appeared in public before his death," Gao Xiaobai said. "He originally liked rock music and had a good relationship with Pink Floyd. They had even produced songs together. This time they performed together on the same stage.

It can be said to be his last wish before his death."

"Shortly after this, he died of illness and was laid to rest forever, along with his legends."

After saying that, everyone looked at the glass curtain wall that was playing the video tirelessly with some confusion.

Everything that happened was beyond their comprehension.

"What about JX? What role is JX?" Yan Yunzhuo asked, "Why did he put this video here? What does this concert have to do with him?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Hawking's electronically synthesized voice came from the speaker:

"Thank you to the audience, and thank you to Pink Floyd, but the most grateful thing is JX and the music he brought."

"As you can see, my body is severely restricted, but my mind and spirit are free, and they can explore the far reaches without restraint."

"I would like to solemnly thank JX. His free and unfettered soul and passion for music have rekindled the passion of these old friends and me, allowing everyone to get back together and show the courage to face each other."

"No one else would be able to do this. Only JX can do it."
Chapter completed!