Liao Meiqi realized it later.

When the staff stepped forward to install a miniature microphone on her neckline, she finally came to her senses, hurriedly bowed, and thanked Fu Yuntao: "Thank you, director!"

Fu Yuntao showed a fatherly smile: "Okay, start your performance!"

Liao Meiqi looked at the cameras in all directions, and said a little nervously: "What should I sing?"

Fu Yuntao said with a smile: "Of course, it's to sing your best work! The video I'm shooting for you now will become a show tidbit, and it will appear separately in the program video list, you have to make good use of this opportunity, there is no need to sing the "Rest of Your Life" and "If There Is an Afterlife" that have already appeared, why don't you have a new song? I think your brother must have written you more than these two songs, right?"

Liao Meiqi felt that her palms were a little wet.

She tapped on the case, remembered the melody she had been listening to for the past month, and finally nodded, "Okay, I see." ”

More than a dozen members of the director team are ready at this time.

The lights in the practice room have been turned off, and the stage lights of the director team are on one side, making the scene have a stage atmosphere.

The audience focused, which made Liao Meiqi even more nervous, she suddenly remembered a method that her brother had taught her to mobilize her emotions, so she raised her head and asked in a trembling voice: "Director, do you remember what happened when you were a student?"

"Huh?"

was suddenly asked by Liao Meiqi, Fu Yuntao was a little confused, but he still replied: "Of course I remember, my student days are my best memory." ”

Liao Meiqi suppressed her nervousness and continued to ask, "Then do you remember the last scene in your third year of high school?"

"The last frame?"

At this time, not only Fu Yuntao was asked, but even the other staff members of the director team were also in deep thought because of this question.

The last picture of the junior year of high school?

Fu Yuntao's thoughts involuntarily returned to his high school days.

"Thank you, teacher, for your hard work!"

In the last class before the college entrance examination, the students gathered in groups of three or five to deliver their gifts to the teachers.

When each teacher received the gift, he looked at him with a happy look and a loud laugh.

Even the most naughty poor student couldn't help but redden his eyes when he faced the teacher's tireless discipline that day.

After graduation, there are a lot of things, and they are coming to an end before they have even begun.

Before the sword, the rivers and lakes are in the blink of an eye.

There are so many reluctances and regrets.

The day I first entered the school: Hello, classmates!

The day you graduated: Goodbye, classmates!

Finally, you have to go to war bravely.

May you, on the afternoon of June this year, close the lid of your pen with the pride of a warrior putting your sword into its sheath.

May you, after a thousand sails, return as young people!

"Three years have passed in a blink of an eye

Everything is so open in my heart

Now there are not a few days left in the countdown

Scraps of paper at your feet

Too late to pick it up

It's like a cocoon that is about to break through the pressure

After leaving the school, everyone stayed up all night

Dark circles in the morning

A little sleepiness in class

Day after day—"

The elongated tail note, accompanied by a melodious, clear and beautiful singing voice, and the round, full, penetrating tone of the guitar, poured into everyone's ears in an instant.

There are not too many fancy singing skills, only the girl's emotional singing voice in my ears.

Fu Yuntao opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

He listened to the lyrics, and his cold hairs stood up, and he instantly got goosebumps all over his body.

Some pictures buried in the bottom of his heart gradually surfaced in the trust, making him feel lost.

"I just want to hold on to the passing years

Say goodbye

I regret that I can't go back to yesterday

I just want to remember this moment

We've been a light year together

After six months

Light-years commemoration"

Assistant director Liu Hai was stunned.

He doesn't like singing very much, and he doesn't have much appreciation for songs, but when Liao Meiqi sang this song, his whole person was like a lightning strike, and he was stunned in place, and the ripples of memory gradually appeared in his heart.

As a well-known scumbag in the school, in the last class of high school, Liu Hai did not sleep, did not skip class, and did not secretly play with his mobile phone or read novels, but sat in the last row and carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

He looked at the teacher, at the classmates, at the summer maple leaves blowing by the window.

On that day, starting with the Literature and Art Committee, the whole class sang a class song that had not been sounded for a long time.

When the song ended, the students burst into tears.

In the last class, with the acquiescence of the teachers, the students stood up one by one and frantically went to find their classmates to sign their names on the graduation record.

Bangs silently watched all this, as if he were a marginal person.

After everyone left, he silently handed over the key to the class, then closed the door and locked it.

Goodbye, my youth.

"This class is too tsundere

I don't speak in any class

But it's still warm

Greetings between classmates

Copying homework with a textbook

Take a look at the exam

Now that I think about it

Won't you feel very kind?

Doesn't it feel very intimate?

At this moment, in the singing, the entire director team has crossed the long river of time and is immersed in the stories in their own memories.

During the discussion in physics class, he turned around and talked about ideals and love with the back table......

When I was suddenly asked a question in class, I hurriedly got up and looked down at the embarrassed shaking of my head at the same table...

A corridor full of sunlight when I went to wash my face after a nap between classes.

As the sun sets, the class cleans up the dust......

In a self-study class, in the midst of a wave of word recitation, I suddenly heard a pop song......

It's true...... I miss those guys!

The picture that came to mind made everyone can't help but redden.

This song is full of memories.

As for Liao Meiqi......

When she sang this song, there was only one image in her mind.

On that day, despite the dissuasion of others, she left the campus with her schoolbag in her arms.

No one came to say goodbye to her.

The moment she stepped out of the school gate, she resisted the urge to go back to school, and in the surging crowd, she slowly turned around, bent down and bowed to that high school era.

The picture is focused on that moment.

Since then, she has vowed to go her own way.

However, in her dreams a long, long time later, she often saw that she was still in the classroom.

The classmates are still there.

Everyone was in groups of three or five, chatting around.

It seems that there is still a year to go before the college entrance examination?

The head teacher was on the podium, explaining the test paper that had just been corrected.

The students also vied with each other to talk and chat.

Everything seems to be in time......

"I just want to hold on to the passing years

Say goodbye

Engrave your smiling faces in your heart

When a meteor streaks across the sky

Make a wish to our hearts

Let the present be forever

Forever—"

At the end of the song, Liao Meiqi put down the guitar and nervously waited for the judgment of the director team.

The assistant directors, executive directors, and scene reporters of the director team, including the cameramen, gaffers and assistants on the scene, all fell into a long silence......

Fu Yuntao quietly wiped the corners of his eyes, showed a pleased smile, and was the first to applaud.

Gradually, the applause thundered and endured.