No one expected Evan Bell to perform dances, and no one expected that the dance would be so exciting. Just by using the change of drum beats, Evan Bell and the two female dancers gave a performance that made everyone dry and blushed, without deliberately showing off their flesh or physical hints, relying on the combination of body and music, the feeling conveyed by every look and movement was overwhelming, and the oncoming dark temptation and temptation were enough to make everyone fascinated.

After Evan Bell presented this unique dance, the sequelae was that when the Confession Encore performed "Tonight" and sang "Tonight", the scene was a bit out of control. Even the well-informed reporters, even the audience who had experienced the entire tour of Evan Bell could not control their inner emotions. This feeling was quite like the scene of demons dancing at the end of the "perfume", which made everyone stunned.

When Evan Bell announced that Encore was over, all the audience cried. The voice shouting "Enke" might not be as loud as the first time, but the crying voice was even more earnest. This was not just an Enke, but all the audiences in the Huā Garden in Madison Square knew that this was the last moment of the "first" world tour. If Enke ended, it meant that the tour ended.

Some may say that Evan Bell will have a second and third world tour in the future, but real fans will retort that not to mention when Evan Bell, a non-professional guy, will start the second world tour, even if the second tour begins immediately, it will be different, because this is the last moment of the "first" world tour, and it is also the most precious and memorable moment.

The first Enke has ended, and the voice calling for the second Enke has lasted for five minutes, but there is still no movement on the stage. Even so, no audience in the audience left, including those self-proclaimed sane reporters. Everyone was shouting "Enke". The voices of Enke contain the hoarseness of the voice, the sourness of tears, and the deep reluctance.

The "encore" sound that started was replaced by another name. The unique name "Evan! Evan! Evan!" This uniform shout almost made people mistakenly think that the scene was a group of fanatic believers who fell into crazy worship. But in fact, even if the words such as fanaticism and worship were attached to the heads of the audience, they would not have any objection, because they were Evan Bell's most fanatical believers, and they were willing to squeeze out the last bit of strength in their bodies to maximize the heat in their hearts.

"Evan! Evan! Evan!"

The stage lights lighted up and almost all the words "Evan" changed a little, but when he saw the light, he suddenly rose two more steps and drowned the entire Madison Square Garden like a tsunami.

Evan Bell appeared, just like every time he appeared, carrying an acoustic guitar and wearing a white T-shirt. It was the official T-shirt for this "first" tour, paired with dark blue washing jeans and white canvas shoes. It was such a simple dress, but Evan Bell in front of him easily attracted the attention of the audience, making people almost unable to move their eyes.

This is Evan Bell. Evan Bell, who makes everyone crazy, makes everyone crazy. His charm is pale and powerless even if you use the gorgeous words to describe it. Only when you truly stand in his world can you deeply feel the call from the bottom of your heart.

"Hey, New York." Evan Bell smiled at the microphone and said, "The last time, this is really the last time. After this song, we will say goodbye. When we wait until the next concert, we will say hello to each other. Will I still see you then?"

"Yes!" The audience's response rang neatly. After four hours of madness, everyone was exhausted, but at this moment, the energy in their bodies still burst out continuously, tirelessly.

Evan Bell pulled the corners of his mouth, and there seemed to be a little crystal luster in his eyes, but he quickly raised his head and restrained his emotions. When he looked forward again, everything returned to normal. "Thank you, you don't know how much I thank you. Thank you for letting me stand on the stage and sing freely. Thank you for letting me create freely. Thank you for letting my tour end at a loss." The audience, who was still deeply moved, burst into laughter when they heard Evan Bell's words. The smile with tears was the most beautiful embellishment tonight.

"So, the last song." Evan Bell took a deep breath and said, all the audience members in the audience began to guess which song would be today's encore.

Because Evan Bell has finished singing all the songs in a four-hour concert, three albums and twenty-nine songs, the only song that was not sung during the concert was "Tonight Tonight" that was just sung in the first Encore. So, the second Encore was also the song that ended the entire "first" world tour. What would Evan Bell choose? Everyone began to guess that "Sky Light" has become the most reliable guess, because today's opening track is "Sky Light" and now it ends with the same song, which seems to be the wisest choice. But Evan Bell once again surprised everyone.

Evan Bell's voice came out of the microphone, "'This is Love', my latest song is given to everyone. Peace!" Evan Bell superimposed his right index finger on his middle finger, made a prayer and blessing gesture, and Eberner Alfred's drum beat rang.

The light drums flowed through the audience with the refreshing and thrill of spring. Evan Bell's fingertips flew on the guitar strings. The charming fragrance gradually emanated from the melody was like lilac, fresh and pleasant, but echoed in his mind for a long time.

"It is in the tender eyes of the children, when they leave the house for the first time; it is in the beating heart of the soldier, when he is shot on the front line; it is in the worried face of the mother, when she feels the power of the explosion; it is in the old palm of his father, when he works day and night.

Evan Bell's voice is clear and bright, and the faint hoarseness in the ending sound is cleverly integrated into every lyrics. These lyrics are like ***'s most lingering pearls, revealed from Evan Bell's voice, falling into everyone's heart, and ripples are raised.

"I stand under a white flag and raise my hand to surrender. Can you see me? Can you see me? I am fighting for everything we have, can you hear me? Can you hear me?"

When the melody changed, Evan Bell's voice did not change much, but the sadness of the lyrics instantly disturbed the heart lake. The sentence "Can you see me?" and "Can you hear me" twisted everyone's hearts hard, and the indescribable sorrow suddenly surged up, and with Evan Bell's next singing, it completely exploded.

"This is why we persist, it deserves all the pain; this is why we are knocked down, but stand up tenaciously again; this is where the heart lies, this is the power that falls from the sky. Love is this, this is love.

Love is why we persist, it is worth all the pain; love is why we are knocked down, but we stand up strongly again; love is where the heart lies, love is the power that falls from the sky. Love is this, this is love."

The rhythm of the drum beats began to speed up, the sadness contained in the light rhythm, the coldness hidden in the cheerful drum beats, like bullets, hitting everyone's hearts one after another, and the calm lake suddenly stirred up storms. This is an emotion that is so sad that it has returned to calmness, it is also an emotion that is so desperate that it has returned to coldness, or an emotion that has returned to coldness. The call for "love" in the lyrics collides with the most dazzling fire in the lively and exciting rhythm. Even if Evan Bell did not deliberately call for sensationalism, the sadness and pain of the lyrics are already overwhelming and can't extricate themselves.

"If you could reach the dream land as you wish, take your dream beloved and do your dream life mission, what would it be? Who will be by your side? Time flies, but you are the navigator; it will be fleeting, but you are the driver, and one day you may be lost."

This is rap, this is actually rap. Evan Bell challenged rap for the first time in his musical career. The rhythmic lyrics are no longer the rhythm of the previous one, but rushing into everyone's heart with a submachine gun posture. Evan Bell's low and warm voice combines the lyrics and melody into a perfect state, easily destroying everyone's inner defense.

When the melody sounds again, “This is why we persist, it is worth all the pain; this is why we are knocked down, but we stand up tenaciously again; this is where the heart lies, this is the power that falls from the sky. Love is this, this is love.”

Involuntarily, tears slid down my cheeks. This is a song calling for peace, and it is also a song calling for love. Everyone's inner desire for love erupts at this time, and no one can be exceptional. Every lyrics tear everyone's heart so fiercely and brutally, and the clearly bone-bending pain made tears fall one after another.

Love, the simplest but most complex topic in the world, no one can understand, and no one can escape. At this time, Evan Bell interprets this theme lightly in the warmest way, but brings the deepest sadness. The dark audience was the spotlight. In a daze, the light of the spotlight began to extend, extending infinitely, illuminating every corner of everyone's heart.

"This is love!" This is the last lyrics of Evan Bell. When the sound fell, the lights went out.

Encore, end.
Chapter completed!