As the dazzling lights dimmed, the students who had just been excited by the knockoff Little Tigers of No. 19 Middle School gradually quieted down. The clock ticked in the darkness, and it seemed like only a moment, and it seemed like a long time had passed. When the entire auditorium was silent, a soft melody that had never been heard before came from the far end, like a spring breeze blowing through the willow branches, quietly brushing everyone's ears.
The skylights, row lights, footlights and ribbed lights around the stage were turned on at the same time. Dozens of soft lights were entangled together, flickering, and changing into various patterns through the slide system. The high sky, the vast sea, and the bright stars made the entire stage like a dream. In the blinking of the lights, three graceful white figures could be vaguely seen hiding in the hazy and deep distance, with black hair and a faint fragrance, just like the vague dream that always appears in the mind of every young man when he first falls in love. The girl in the dream is close at hand, but so far away.
Just this opening scene made everyone look forward to the following performance. Some people opened their mouths wide, some stood on tiptoe, some stared at the stage with eyes wide open, and some looked around to chase that white shadow.
The lights suddenly went out, and the dreamy sky fell into silence. In an instant, three soft spotlights were projected down from above, and through the air, smoke and mist, three circles in the shape of a Chinese character "品" appeared on the stage. The figure that had just been glimpsed finally appeared before everyone's eyes.
She was wearing a soft and flowing white dress, which set off her bright eyes and beautiful face, depicting the freshness and elegance that only a girl could have without any flaws. Her long black hair flowed down like a waterfall, hanging on her smooth jade-like shoulders, and then swayed gently along the slightly undulating curve of her chest with her breathing.
No matter in reality or in dreams, the contrast between black and white has never been so clear and profound. It is the ultimate fantasy that has never existed in the world, and it is also the ethereal purity that has never been stained by any dust.
When everyone hadn't recovered from the visual shock, a melodious song sounded:
"The lake is your eyes,
Dreams are full of stars.
Mood is a legend,
The eternal wait.
Growth is a door of leaves,
There were a group of dear people in my childhood.
Spring is a journey.
The possession of the vicissitudes of life. "
Do you remember the childhood you once had, wandering by the river with your trousers rolled up, catching fish and shrimp with your friends? Who grabbed your ponytail, who was that annoying boy? Who drew circles on someone else's face while he was taking a nap
But at that time, we didn’t understand that happiness was so simple…
"Those I love,
The passing winds,
Those eternal vows were repeated over and over again;
Those who love me,
Those tears that have settled,
Those eternal vows are repeated over and over again. "
Do you remember the love you once had, when your little fingers were tied together and you made a promise to each other that would last a hundred years? You played, joked, and quarreled until the 38th parallel was drawn, but who was secretly looking forward to the day when you could get back together
But at that time, we didn’t understand that forever would never come true…
"We all had an innocent and sad face
Holding the sunshine, we look into the distance
Gently day by day, year after year
When we grow up, will we sing our wishes again
Gently day by day, year after year
When we grow up, will we sing our wishes again
When we grow up, will we sing our wishes again
… …
After the song, the auditorium fell into deathly silence. No one spoke, no one discussed, no one exclaimed, no one applauded, and even the heartbeats seemed to have stopped. Xu Yao, Ji Su, and Ning Xiaoning, no one had expected that these three girls with completely different personalities could sing this song that has touched the hearts of many people with an impeccable harmony. Xu Yao's innocence, Ji Su's clarity, and Ning Xiaoning's arrogance almost perfectly interpreted the entire artistic conception of "Wish". The pure childhood dreams, the clear youthful attachment, the tears and injuries, and the stubborn and arrogant growth, all deeply pierced the hearts of every student present.
I don't know how long the silence lasted. The three girls on the stage looked at each other in dismay. Suddenly, thunderous applause rang out. Many people raised their hands above their heads. Their palms turned red and their skin ached, but they still clapped their hands hard. Some were like crazy, some were in tears, and some were stunned, thinking about those distant memories.
If the previous song "Poor but Happy" caused everyone to laugh wantonly, then this time's "Wish" evoked everyone's silent tears. The beauty of music is that it is moving only when it is close, and it resonates only when it is affectionate - what else can move these young and energetic people, or myself, more than this song written by Wang Ze in the first year of high school
In the noisy crowd, the two people from No. 19 Middle School also sighed. One of the sharp-mouthed men sighed, "It's pitiful. I will never hear such a beautiful song again in my life... What's even more pitiful is that the girl from my neighbor's relative's family can only rank fourth now..."
"It's not Zhan's fault, it's not Zhan's fault!" Another monkey-faced man consoled him, "Which class are these three girls from? When did our No. 19 Middle School produce such talents? They really bring honor to us!"
The flat-headed man from No. 1 Middle School had vowed that if he picked up these two wretches again, he would have to go to No. 19 Middle School in his next life. But now he couldn't hold back his breath and said angrily, "Do you have any shame? These are the three beauties from No. 1 Middle School, Xu Yao, Ji Suning, and Xiao Ning. How could a shabby place like No. 19 Middle School produce a girl like this in thousands of years?"
The two men looked at the dreamy girls in white dresses on the stage, sighed at the same time, and kept silent.
The flat-headed man immediately felt proud, snorted with disdain, and clapped his hands hard.
Wen Liang was standing in the audience. He had not expected that the performance of the three people would be so perfect after the stage lighting. It was conceivable that after tonight, they would be loved and admired by everyone. No one in the entire high school era would be able to surpass them.
The three of them stood on the stage, their eyes sparkling with crystal tears. The enthusiasm and cheers of their classmates were enough to burn up the entire winter night sky, but in their hearts, the most important person was just the gentle boy standing in the corner.
Three pairs of eyes looked towards the side of the stage at the same time. Wen Liang raised his thumb and smiled brilliantly. His eight white teeth, which he always boasted about, shone so brightly in the darkness.
Tears immediately rushed down their eyes. Xu Yao, Ji Su, and even Ning Xiaoning, who never shed tears, shed tears of youth at the same time!
I have to say, Ning Xiaoning with tears in her eyes made her ten times more beautiful!
After the wish was fulfilled, the morale of No. 1 Middle School had reached its peak, and they no longer cared about No. 19 Middle School. No. 19 Middle School knew that they would lose the party, and their desire to compete gradually faded. Instead, they all felt that many of the other side's programs were actually quite interesting. After a few more performances, the host Liu Qi walked onto the stage and said, "Now please enjoy the theme song of The Graduate, "The Sound of Silence", performed by the boys' group."
For the first time, the gorgeous stage that added countless brilliance to all the performers tonight was stripped of all props and backdrops. The dazzling rotating lighting effects were not used either. Only two high chairs and two standing microphones were placed on the suddenly wide stage. It was monotonous, plain and simple!
Wen Liang, wearing a pure black stand-up collar Zhongshan suit, walked onto the stage with Tan Yu, who was wearing a white Zhongshan suit. They each held a guitar and sat on high chairs placed opposite each other two meters apart. They stood on one foot, looked up, and smiled at each other.
Many years ago, there were two humble teenagers who took turns playing a worn-out wooden guitar on countless dark nights, singing dreams and songs that belonged only to the two of them.
Many years later, the same two young men still sat quietly on the high stage, facing countless classmates and teachers below the stage, gazing at the vast sky outside the ceiling, gently playing the guitar and singing "The Sound of Silence", a song hailed as an eternal classic.
"hello darkness, my old friend
I want to talk to you again
…”
The 1990s was the era when English songs were most popular on campus. Almost everyone had several or even dozens of English albums in their cassettes, and this song "The Sound of Silence" was even more popular and was sung by many people. It was different from "Wish" sung by Xu Yao and others, which was a song plagiarized by Wen Liang and was heard by people tonight for the first time. So there are many factors for their success, and singing voice may be the least important one.
In contrast, singing "The Sound of Silence" leaves no room for tricks. Good is good, bad is bad, and it requires extremely high singing skills and vocal range. Moreover, Wen Liang's interpersonal relationships in No. 1 Middle School are relatively poor, and it is good to get a score of 5 out of 10 for his performance. Moreover, there are professional saboteurs in No. 19 Middle School, so the prospects are really not optimistic.
But he still chose this song, just to fulfill Tan Yu's wish, or to fulfill a wish that Tan Yu in his previous life could no longer fulfill. The two brothers who had been reborn in Beijing after graduating from college occasionally talked about their depressed and gloomy high school years. Tan Yu's biggest regret was that he didn't show their strengths and talents to all those who looked down on them. He wanted them to know that in their two cowardly bodies, there were also two hearts that longed for recognition.
I remember Wen Liang once said with a smile: "If I have the chance to go back to those days, I will definitely help you fulfill this wish!"
Unfortunately, no one can go back to the past, and this has become Tan Yu’s lifelong regret!
Although they are separated by two time and space, Tan Yu and his own fate have also changed completely, but since Wen Liang is really reborn, of course he must and must abide by his promise and help him in that time and space to make up for this regret.
As his fingers plucked the strings, Tan Yu's deep and rich luxury and Wen Liang's clear and bright excitement merged into one, indistinguishable from each other. Wen Liang still remembered Tan Yu's surprised look during the first rehearsal, and could not help but smile slightly.
The clean-cut boy, the melodious singing voice, the gentle smile, this moment of warmth and forgiveness, has charmed countless people!
"but my ords like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the ells of silence
…”
The ethereal and gloomy melody makes the whole song full of hallucinatory mood, which easily reminds people of the dawn after the snow, the breeze in the fields, the afterglow of the setting sun at dusk, scenes of past campus events, young faces crying or laughing, a touch of sadness, clear longing. At this moment, music has no borders!
When the last beat of "and hispered in the sounds of silence" came to an end, Wen Liang strummed the guitar heavily, then closed his eyes and listened quietly to the trembling strings from high to low, from rapid to melodious. The dark years of the previous life were completely relieved at this moment.
Wen Liang stood up, bowed, and then walked off the stage arm in arm with Tan Yu. He didn't even look at the audience's reaction. It was not until they walked off the stage that everyone started to applaud as if they had just woken up from a dream. The applause was neither as enthusiastic as when they were happy, nor as crazy as when they were full of wishes. But it was this kind of faint applause, and the faint sadness in the applause, that showed that Wen Liang and Tan Yu's singing had defeated all opponents and became the king of the night.
At this moment, the only thing floating in the minds of most of the boys in No. 1 Middle School is the same sentence:
He hooked up with three of the most beautiful girls in school. I surrender!
The sharp-mouthed man sighed: "Although I don't understand it, I feel that it is better than the singing of those three beauties just now..."
The monkey-faced man said, "There are many talented people in No. 19 Middle School. I am ashamed of myself. I am ashamed of myself..."
Before he could finish his words, the flat-headed man next to him went crazy. He kicked the monkey-faced man to the ground and cursed, "You MB, you MB, fuck you MB!"
The evening party alternated between dullness and climax, and there were no more heart-stirring performances. At the last show, all the actors came on stage, with Xie Yan standing at the front of the team as the lead singer, singing "Let the World Be Full of Love" together. Then Zuo Yuxi and Yang Guangsheng organized a disaster relief fund-raising for the education sector. The series of procedures were boring. Wen Liang whispered a few words to Liu Zhihe and others, called Yang Yang and Xie Yan, and a large group of people sneaked out from the side door in front.
The cold wind blew in my face, and snowflakes began to fall from the sky, dyeing the ground silvery white. No one expected that the first snow of this winter would come so suddenly, yet so special.
“Here!”
A snowball hit Xu Yao in the face, and Wen Liang laughed, "Idiot!"
Xu Yao gritted her teeth and immediately counterattacked. Ji Su, Ning Xiaoning, Xie Yan, Meng Ke, Yang Yang, even Ye Meng and Bei Mi quickly joined the army to bully Wen Liang. Liu Zhihe, Ren Yi, and Tan Yu looked at each other, and there was nothing else to say. They bent down, grabbed snowballs, and threw them at Wen Liang's vital points.
In an instant, Uncle Wen turned into a snowman!
Time passed quietly in the playfulness. When the silvery white campus returned to silence again, looking down from the high sky, one could see a line of large characters written with dead branches in the snow:
Youth without regrets is immortal! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued)