As time slipped away like fine sand, the hands of the clock finally pointed to July 4, the highly anticipated day.
Amid the eager anticipation of countless fans, Goodwin's thrilling, three-day grand concert was about to begin!
Just after nine in the morning, sunlight filtered through the thin clouds and gently fell over the earth.
By then, TD North Shore Garden Arena had long been packed to the brim with an impassioned crowd, the sea of people a breathtaking sight.
Not only that, but several streets near the arena were also crammed with bustling crowds. Some chatted excitedly, while others waited joyfully for the concert to begin.
Since the 3rd, the entire city had been filled with moving crowds. Whether on bustling commercial streets or quiet alleyways, a vibrant and cheerful atmosphere hung everywhere.
This sudden influx of visitors left Boston's major hotels overwhelmed. Room bookings soared, and one after another, they reached full occupancy.
Faced with such a booming scene, the merchants were naturally all smiles, delighted beyond measure.
For the local police, however, things were not nearly so easy or pleasant. As the crowds surged, their workload climbed sharply, and the pressure mounted by the day.
Fortunately, Goodwin had shown foresight and prepared an exceptionally generous bonus in advance as compensation for them.
Moreover, regarding security in the areas surrounding TD North Shore Garden Arena, Goodwin had promised to send professionals to take full responsibility, greatly easing the burden on the local police.
At the same time, Boston's mayor gave the event his full support and cooperation.
The mayor had been riding high in recent years. Ever since Goodwin came to the city, Boston seemed to have received a powerful shot in the arm—its economy had flourished, and its GDP had shot up like a rocket.
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