Sister Weiwei, who is already one of the representative singers of campus folk songs, took the stage to sing her first song tonight, "The Age of Fluttering White", and the audience sang in chorus.

There may be thousands of cassettes containing this song in this school.

"Encore, encore...... One more song. ”

The new words that have just been circulated from the Hong Kong and Taiwan star concerts resounded throughout the audience.

Senior Sister Weiwei, who was holding the guitar, couldn't get off at all, so she had to stand on the stage, puff out her cheeks, open her mouth wide, and smile at the stage stupidly and cordially.

She has traveled a lot in the past two years, and she should be used to seeing this kind of scene, but tonight, at her alma mater, in front of the venue, classmates, teachers and friends she was once familiar with, she was a little at a loss for a while.

The host trotted to her, whispered a few words, ran backstage again, and finally returned to the stage and announced: When the program process is over, Senior Sister Weiwei will come up and sing another song.

The enthusiastic brothers and sisters have just stopped for the time being.

Probably tonight, everyone has endless youth and enthusiasm to vent, I'm afraid that if I don't have enthusiasm, there will be no more.

In the program behind Weiwei, the three boys who graduated from the school's guitar club got together in a group and sang a song called "The Story of Time".

"The flowers of spring, the wind of autumn, and the setting sun of winter, the melancholy youth, I used to think ignorantly.

The windmill flows every day in the song of the four seasons, and I grow up year after year in the poems of the wind and snow.

The story of the running water that takes away the time changes a person, in that sentimental and first waiting youth ......"

The three people on the stage cried as they sang, choking up.

The students in the audience were not surprised, and helped to continue singing, wiping tears while singing.

Wang Chuan's performance on stage was in such an atmosphere. Of course, he is not the main character.

While going on stage, he finally wiped the slightly old silver harmonica in his hand, bowed back to his position, and turned sideways towards the side of the stage, Wang Chuan lowered his head and sat quietly on the stool, waiting.

A girl in a long white dress stands elegantly in front of the microphone stand, smiling sweetly. She is a star on the campus of Shenzhen University, and various parties have basically appeared in the past few years, and now, she is about to graduate.

The boy with long hair and a guitar was closer to her. The same barstool, except that he was sideways, facing the girl who was singing.

The prelude starts with Wang Chuan, and this song is called "Keep the Sadness to Yourself", regardless of the melody and atmosphere, it is actually very suitable for expression on the harmonica......

"Can you let me go with you, since you said, I can't keep you......"

For a rare time, most of the audience was listening quietly. The girl sings really well, but it seems that because she pays too much attention to breath and technique, she lacks some emotional ups and downs in her singing.

When the song comes to an end......

"Huh?" A student who was familiar with this song was keenly aware of the problem and said, "Is the harmonica wrong......?"

"Well, that's wrong, it's not the song that's being blown now. ”

"What kind of song is that? It seems familiar. ”

“……”

The girl and guitarist of the lead singer both stopped, looked at Wang Chuan with anxious eyes, and reminded in a low voice.

However, there was no response, and Wang Chuan did not turn back. He just sat on his side, bowed his head, and played silently alone amid the discussion and anxious reminders on the stage.

After three years of accompaniment to the girl, this was the first time Wang Chuan had made a mistake...... Moreover, it is also the first time to play a harmonica solo at an evening party of this level.

It clearly feels like a familiar melody, but I can't remember it for a while...... Gradually, the discussion in the audience stopped, and almost everyone gradually immersed themselves in Wang Chuan's harmonica.

Compared to the guitar or most other popular instruments, harmonica playing actually has a more peaceful sense of telling.

It seems that this is the first time that people have finally discovered that the harmonica playing turned out to be so beautiful, and the harmonica boy, who is always overlooked, is so brilliant.

"This kid is not usually a quiet person, but every time he stands on the balcony alone with a harmonica and plays, the whole thing is different. ”

A group of people on Jiang Che's side whispered to each other.

"yes, that's nice. ”

"Well, but what kind of song is it?"

No one could answer, and there was an interval of about three or four seconds.

"The love of my life. It was the girl who sat in Zhang Dunaikong's position who spoke.

Then, looking at the figure playing the harmonica quietly on the stage, the girl began to hum in a low voice: "Before, now, past, never again, red, fallen leaves, long buried, in the dust, the beginning and the end are always, unchanged, you are floating on the edge of the sky, and the white clouds are ...... outside"

The side face of the girl who is focused on humming is not too beautiful, but it inexplicably feels good-looking and attractive.

"Oh, "Journey to the West"!" Finally, because of the girl's humming, someone in the back rows thought of it and opened his mouth, breaking the origin of the song.

His voice wasn't loud, but it was clear in an atmosphere of quiet listening.

"Oh, it turns out ......" for a while, many voices that suddenly realized echoed.

Halfway through 1997, Stephen Chow's once "most failed" movie, "Journey to the West", suddenly started one day from the Shuimu Tsinghua Forum, which was hotly discussed, remembered, and considered...... Gradually take back the respect it deserves, and the classics become gods.

Someone on the forum said: I was confused and bored at first when I watched this movie, but then I watched it again, and when I watched it, I laughed, and when I watched it, I cried inexplicably...... Later, I didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Now is the time when the popularity of movies is rapidly popularizing, and there are many people who know and watch it on the spot, and have experienced it.

"What should I do?" Looking at Wang Chuan, who was playing alone on the stage, listening to the harmonica calmly, Guan Zhaowei suddenly opened his mouth and said, "I just suddenly thought of a line in the movie......"

In an instant, everyone next to him turned their heads and looked at him with a cluster of murderous eyes. Including his girlfriend Liu Wenying.

The result is finally good, it is rare for once, Guan Zhaowei, a guy whose emotions are rough to the sky, has also learned to shut up at the right time.

Because in fact, he said that the movie line "Journey to the West" that he suddenly thought of, at that moment just now, many people also thought of it.

[That person, he...... It's like a dog. 】

The harmonica slowly ends.

Wang Chuan got up, didn't explain, just bowed seriously, then raised his head, and left the stage from the side without looking back.

The applause rang out for a long time.

Just when Jiang Che's group of people sighed and sighed.

"Well, I came here to ask for a seat, in fact, because there is something I want to ask the senior brothers for help. The girl suddenly spoke again, a little nervous, and said, "I have a letter here, can you please help me hand it over to Senior Brother Wang Chuan when I send him away?"

The brown envelope was handed over to Ye Aijun, who was sitting closely, and the girl was slightly cramped in a confused but kind gaze.

"I, my sophomore, and Senior Brother Wang Chuan are fellow villagers and from the same city. She explained: "When I first came to my freshman year, I participated in a hometown reunion, and my senior brother had a solo ...... on stage."

Such...... The situation is clear.

"Oh~" responded with a deep smile on the spot.

The girl also laughed, with a bright smile, and then continued: "It's a pity that in the past two years, my senior brother's eyes have never looked to the side, so I probably didn't find my ...... Well, anyway, it's me...... I think it's time to remind him. I...... Pretty good. ”

After the girl finished speaking, she hurriedly and seriously bowed, and said, "It must be given to Senior Brother Wang Chuan after he gets on the train...... Is that okay?"

"Then please brothers, thank you. ”

Then, the girl left the scene in a hurry.

There was a subtle silence in the atmosphere of the group for a short time.

"The little girl is good. Liu Wenying spoke, and the girl praised the girl behind her back, which is probably always more real.

"yes. Lin Yujing said: "How brave, how cute......"

"That's the letter...... Do you want to give Wang Chuan in advance?" Ye Aijun asked.

"Don't, let's listen to my sister. Jiang Che said: "Actually, I also think it's probably better to write to Wang Chuan and see it on the train...... People are fellow villagers, so don't worry. ”

"Yes. Including Lin Yujing, several girls present expressed their approval.

And so it was settled.

The party process continues to walk......

"The flowers of youth bloom and thank me for being tired but not regretful, and the rain and snow of the four seasons make me intoxicated but haggard......"

Sister Weiwei fulfilled her promise and took the stage again at the end of the party process and sang Shen Qing's "Youth".

In the applause again, it all looked like the curtain should have ended, just like their college and youth...... But Senior Sister Weiwei on the stage did not leave the stage amid applause.

She waited until the applause subsided a little, bowed her head, and plucked the guitar in her hand again, and a new melody flowed from the strings......

Then, with a smile of anticipation and curiosity, he said:

"Four years ago, I was a junior in college, and I was the president of our school's guitar club, and on the day of recruiting new students that year, someone came over to make trouble very insincerely, and casually plucked a melody that I hadn't heard...... Because of this melody, I grabbed people from the UFO community, but unfortunately it seems that I didn't win in the end. ”

Senior Sister Weiwei's brainless little memories are here, and many people in the audience have already begun to search for Jiang Che's figure with their eyes.

"Maybe I didn't tell him that the guitar club can actually let him tell stories, right? Senior Sister Weiwei smiled bitterly regretfully, and then quickly brightened, looked at someone in the audience and said aloud:

"So, Jiang Che, which song is this melody from?

…………

This time, Jiang Che was put on stage. Probably because Miss Lin is also very enthusiastic and wants to listen, probably because at this moment, he himself is in the right mood.

In fact, the melody that Jiang Che casually plucked at the beginning came from a folk song called "Chengdu". Jiang Che played it at that time, and he didn't have any intention, just because when he came, the song was on fire.

"I, let's recall first......" Holding the guitar, he slowly plucked a few disjointed notes, and Jiang Che explained with a smile to the classmates and teachers in the audience.

Then, it seems, really as he himself said, began to seriously recall.

The audience is looking forward to it.

"I can't seem to remember everything, I'll try. After Jiang Che finished speaking, he lowered his head and began to play the prelude.

His guitar level is already very high, so soon, he has the atmosphere in his hands.

"It's not just last night's wine that brings tears to my eyes

It's not just your gentleness that makes me reluctant......"

The voice that was not fancy and full of telling sense accompanied Jiang Che's first sentence, enveloping the audience. "I'll go, I won't let people live, Jiang Che's guitar is so good,, he can sing, won't this be original?" someone complained without resentment, and was instantly stopped by the countless murderous eyes around him.

"Separation is always in June, and memories are the sorrow of longing

It's lychees hanging on my head again, and I'm going to go away......"

From this point on, I had to change the lyrics, which is actually the actual reason for Jiang Che's "serious recollection" just now...... And his change also captured the hearts of all the deep teachers and students in the audience in the song.

"In this sunny city, I have never forgotten you

In the deep city, the only one who can't take away is you

Take a walk with me through the streets of the deep city, oh......

Until all the lights go out, it doesn't stay

You'll pull my sleeves, and I'll put my hands in my trouser pockets

Walk to Baishi Road, turn around, and return to the entrance of the North Gallery

……”

The audience was silent, some people wiped their tears, and the couple held each other's hands, tears dripping on the back of their hands.

"Why is this person, usually ...... Damn it. Looking at the guy on the stage, Lin Yujing's eyes couldn't be taken off, and she didn't blink, so she only snorted, thinking hatefully, and in the future, she wanted Jiang Che to be affectionate to her for one day a month.

"In September that year, the flowers bloomed, and the memories came back to my heart

When Wenshan Lake is green, don't steal the eggs in Rhododendron Mountain......"

“…… Alas. "A sigh, here it is again! Sure enough, here it is again!

Someone suppressed a wry smile.

The acquaintance shook his head helplessly.

The chorus was repeated for the second time, and the improvised continued to change, Jiang Che felt confused, but fortunately, he noticed Lin's gaze and stopped it in time.

"Take a walk with me on the deep road, oh......

Until all the street lights are out, it doesn't stay

You'll pull my sleeves, and I'll put my hands in my trouser pockets

Walking to the door of Hongdouzhai, it is your gentleness that you can't let go

……”

The deep time of the class of 1997 ended in Jiang Che's song, and it is still remembered by the old people many years later, and it is also regarded as a legend by the younger brothers and sisters of one session after another... They say that there is no more appropriate and solemn farewell.

Later, when the teachers of Shenzhen University admissions went out, they would always persuade in a tone that was half a song:

"Let's take a walk around the campus of Shenzhen University...... Take the path that Senior Brother Jiang Che has walked. ”

The students who graduated from Shenzhen University 97 laughed when they heard it and said:

"That's probably going to take a long time...... For a long time. ”