The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1224 A Ray of Starlight

In a rare move, Warner Music did not do it for the sake of making money, but released a special edition vinyl record of "Midsummer Midnight" in limited quantities to give back to the fans.

Ten thousand vinyl records, numbered from one to ten thousand, each album is unique.

Moreover, Warner Records priced the album at thirty dollars - $29.99, which was quite reasonable. This move won unanimous praise from fans.

It is conceivable that the release of this version of the vinyl record will inevitably cause a sensation.

Because it is a limited edition, even the band members themselves cannot own it——

There are no exceptions.

Rumor has it that the black market price of this vinyl record has soared to seven thousand dollars in less than two weeks, but it is still out of stock.

No wonder Anson wasn't surprised when he saw this LP in the crowd.

"Thirty minutes?" Anson couldn't believe it, with surprise in his eyes, "...Why?"

Archie couldn't help but smile as he watched Anson's sign language.

Anson was particularly serious. "You should know that there are no special tracks collected here. It's just the album tracks re-recorded in a different format, right?"

In Anson's opinion, there is no difference between vinyl records, tapes and CDs. They are just different carriers of the same album, so there is really no need to treat them specially.

Archie looked at the band members in front of him, each of them looking at their own vinyl record curiously and excitedly. The happiness in their eyes and on their cheeks conveyed warmth, and his mood also lifted.

"It's worth collecting." Aqi gestured with his hands, "This is a limited edition."

Anson's face was full of seriousness. "The so-called limited edition is just a gimmick used by the record company to make money. You shouldn't fall for it so easily."

Haha, hahaha.

Archie laughed silently, "It's not expensive, only thirty dollars. The record company didn't cheat me."

Anson nodded slightly, but his expression was still a little reluctant.

Archie understood that Anson's attitude had never changed.

Music is about music, it shouldn't be more complicated.

This was true for everything from the album's release to the band's European street tour to the music itself.

Can anyone imagine?
For the album "Midsummer Midnight", there is no music video for any song, no different versions of the album, no special distribution and promotion, no signing events, nothing at all. Everything is simple and pure, even crude.

But it is precisely this album that can be bought at Walmart for $9.99, but it has sold five million copies in North America.

"Thank you." Archie signed.

Finally, he finally said it.

Anson didn't understand, "Why?"

"Music." Aqi gestured again, "Thank you for still believing in music and dreams. In today's commodity society, no one is willing to believe anymore."

"Thank you for still being willing to make a sound and dispel the darkness with melody. My world is quiet and silent, I need some noise to awaken the vitality of life, I am very happy that I can still hear your music."

"I used to hope that I would disappear. If I didn't exist, I wouldn't be a nuisance to others. If I didn't exist, I wouldn't be a burden to others."

"But now, I hope to continue to exist. I hope that my existence can be a force for others to continue to fight and continue to believe in their dreams."

"Just like you."

"So, thank you."

Archie thought he would be nervous - in fact, he was very nervous; but the bustling and surging thoughts in his mind just came out like this, without any obstacles, and this made Archie feel happy.

Oh yeah!
Archie clenched his fist and cheered for himself.

Not only Anson, Miles and the others also noticed this scene, and the other spectators around were no exception. The Staples Center was still noisy and lively, with endless cheers and shouts pouring down like a torrential rain, and the red carpet was burning.

However, in a corner on the red carpet, it was a little quiet, with eyes fixed on Anson and Archie.

Even if they didn't understand what was happening, they could feel the power from Anson's focused and sincere gaze, and their chaotic emotions involuntarily settled down.

The world is noisy yet quiet. Two completely different words exist harmoniously and beautifully at the same time at this moment.

Anson stared at Archie, the corners of his mouth rising slightly.

"You know what? The night sky is beautiful because of the countless stars. People always pay attention to those bright and shining stars, but those insignificant stars are equally important. They support a small piece of the night sky with their weak light."

“Perhaps, standing on Earth, we can only see a little bit of faint light, but after traveling 100,000 light years, they are actually shining brightly in their own world. They are also the brightest existence in their own world.”

"Can you believe it? You are just as bright."

Anson's sign language movements were slow because he was not sure how to express the difference between Chinese and English sign language; and the things he did in the school for the deaf and mute in his previous life were so far away that his memory was vague.

Back then, because of his father's scandal, he was fired from the TV station, suffered online bullying, became notorious, and no job was willing to hire him.

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Finally, a school for the deaf and dumb gave him a job as a cleaner.

People always look at these people differently because of their "disabilities" and "handicaps"; but in fact, they are also ordinary people, just like everyone else.

Some people are physically healthy, but that doesn't mean they are mentally healthy enough; some people are physically disabled, but that doesn't mean their other parts are also disabled.

That experience was an important turning point for Anson to regain hope.

At this moment, Anson looked at Archie in front of him.

He had to gesture.

“So, thank you, thank you for liking our music.”

and also.

Anson stretched out his right hand, looked into Archie's eyes, and spoke word by word with his mouth.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Anson."

Archie looked at Anson in front of him, a warm current surged in his chest. Caught off guard, his vision blurred, but he did not wipe the tears from his eyes. A smile blossomed among the tears, and he spoke silently with his mouth, word by word.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Archie."

However, this was not the end. Anson turned around and introduced the band members one by one, ensuring that Miles and the others could get to know the friends in front of them.

Archie's heart was beating wildly in his chest. He was unable to describe his excitement and joy. He tried to say something, but he was too excited to express himself clearly. Anson raised his hand to signal Archie to calm down and speak slowly.

Archie took a deep breath.

"Excuse me, could you please sign my LP?"

Anson laughed cheerfully, "Of course, do you have a pen?"

But one question stumped Archie. He touched his pocket and his expression froze.

Obviously, Archie had no experience and had no idea how to chase stars, and he was not prepared at all.

Now I can see the members of the August 31st band so close to me, but I am embarrassed because of the carbon pen.

Now, what should I do?
Anson raised his head and looked to the side. "Excuse me, does anyone have a carbon pen?"

In the crowd, an arm was raised high, "Me!"

(End of this chapter)