Lin Zaishan's singing voice is like a magnetic needle, and it is also like a grain of fine sand under Huang Ying's hands, which penetrates into people's ears and enters people's hearts like thin needles, telling the story of youth from the bottom of everyone's heart.

Xu Wei's songs mostly need to be listened to quietly. At this moment, in the small auditorium, only the guitar of the white dove is accompanied, and the sand paintings under Huang Ying quietly interpret the pictures that are suitable for movement and stillness, such an environment makes every audience naturally indulge in the youth story woven by Lin Zaishan with music.

Wang Zhanpeng only listened to a short paragraph, and then praised the musical quality of this white-haired uncle who pressed the baseball cap low in his heart. Such a singing voice is like a pair of warm and vicissitudes of life, touching the most youthful part of everyone's heart, and people can't help but scatter their romantic imagination with his singing.

Wen Shasha had heard this song "Unforgettable Day" when Huang Ying was practicing before, and at that time her attention was mostly on Huang Ying's sand painting composition, and she didn't particularly care to enjoy this song.

At this moment, listening to Lin Zaishan's live performance of telling the past, Wen Sasha instantly felt that time was being pulled away, reminiscing about the unexpected encounters again and again, walking through those familiar places again, thinking about those green days, her heart became soft, as if she was about to melt into the sand painting world sketched by Huang Ying.

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Walk through familiar places again~

Now you don't know where you are~

The warm feeling you once gave me~

It's still in my heart~

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If I see you again~

What kind of scene is it~

Will it be you~

Embraced into my arms again~

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Singing this song, Lin Zaishan thought of his first love in his previous life, and the woman he loved the most - Liu Xue, who looked the same as the white pigeon's mother.

Among the creative materials he provided to Huang Ying before, it tells the story of a romantic couple born from the campus. Bai Ge and Huang Ying thought that Lin Zaishan was telling a fictional campus youth memory, but in fact, it was Lin Zaishan's own story.

Looking at the big screen, the fine sand under Huang Ying's hands conjured up one scene after another of evocative campus pictures, Lin Zaishan's heart seemed to have returned to his previous life, to the era when he and Liu Xue walked and embraced each other at the Central Conservatory of Music.

Closing his eyes, he picked up the black pipe, and in front of the microphone, Lin Zaishan blew out a melancholy chapter like a time shuttle.

The believer's fifth son had heard Lin Zaishan play the clarinet before, and the kind of melody that was exotic as if it was blowing the tone of time made the five boys feel an inexplicable feeling of blood churning. What makes them impulsive is not the connotation of this melody, but the aura of Lin Zaishan blowing the clarinet, which is really handsome!

On the big screen, Huang Ying used scenes of sand painting like the vicissitudes of time, pushing the years in the song forward by more than ten years.

When Lin Zaishan's singing sounded again, it was already a twilight retrospective. It is still the warm sunshine, and it is still with a touch of sadness in the vicissitudes of life, but what awakens again is another kind of missing and possessing in people's hearts.

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The sun is so warm~

It has been shining into my heart~

The past is far away~

Year after year~

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It turned out to be on this day~

Inadvertently~

Crowded streets~

You walked past me~

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The blue clothes blown by the wind~

A warm face in the sunset~

You are more beautiful than before~

Like a blooming flower~

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It was an unforgettable day~

Between forbearance and impulsiveness~

Watch you gradually drift away~

Disappear into the sea of people~

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The singing voice is picturesque, and the sand paintings under Huang Ying concretize this touching scene.

The dreamlike sand shadow composition made Lin Zaishan look at it, and his heart was full of surging touches that seemed to be in another world.

In his previous life, he had never met Liu Xue on crowded streets.

But after coming to a different time and space, through the imagination screen of this sand painting, and then feeling the notes in Xu Wei's music that melt into people's memories, he can't help but have a kind of imagination - if he really meets Liu Xue, it must be the most unforgettable day for him.

Even between forbearance and impulsiveness, watching Liu Xue gradually fade away and disappear into the sea of people, that is enough.

It's as if untouchable love has been blown away by the wind.

At the end of the song, the white pigeon showed a wonderful guitar SOLO, and the fine sand under Huang Ying danced with the notes plucked by the white pigeon, making the girl in green clothes disappear into the sea of people, and it was also remembered in the hearts of every audience.

Sun Yuzhen automatically triggered the play mode from the first note sung by Lin Zaishan.

She happened to be wearing a cyan floral dress today, as if she had become the heroine of the song, dancing in the sand painting, inadvertently, the same uncle who was silently staring at him from a distance passed by, the beautiful love was like the fine sand on the curtain, slowly dispersed, and her heart welled up with an unspeakable loneliness.

Just like Lin Zaishan said to her before, don't let the future you miss the present.

Thinking about it now, it's really unspeakably sour.

It is foreseeable that if she is so busy and wasted her time, then in the future, she will not only miss her current self, but may regret it even more - why did she not really bloom once in the best years.

Even if the flowers do not bloom, they will eventually wither.

Instead of grinding the years slowly in the flower bones, it is better to really bloom once.

Even if it only shines for a short time in this ordinary life, it will be a memory that she will never forget.

Youth is only once, but there are a hundred ways to live.

When we look back on the past, what kind of past will make us feel that our youth has not been in vain? Even if we missed something, we never felt sorry.

Secretly wiping away the warm and wet touching that overflowed from the corners of her eyes, Sun Yuzhen looked at Lin Zaishan, who was looking at the curtain intently, and a warm and ignorant feeling poured out from the bottom of her heart: This white-haired uncle, why is every song so touching?

Watching the white pigeon playing a large section of guitar Solo in the background, Wang Zhanpeng and others were very excited, the plucked between the white pigeon's fingers, every time they trembled, the cells that loved music in their hearts had to beat vigorously.

They really didn't expect that such a thin little girl would be so handsome when she played the guitar!

Don't be a man!

This large section of the guitar arrangement, in the ordinary, see the real chapter, every note is just right on the sand painting, like the distant fog and stars, which makes people's minds have a long and eternal touch.

When the movement was about to end, the young girl on the sand painting disappeared into the sea of people, Xue Zhong glanced back at Ma Nan, and his eyes seemed to ask: This is the guitarist of the garbage band you are talking about? This is clearly a strong musician, okay!

Ma Nan scratched his head helplessly, if the musicians of the Believer Band are all at the level of white pigeons, then the strength of this band is more than one and a half stars stronger than Rainbow! Could it be that Rainbow's people are messing around?

In the future, before seeing the real performance of a band, he didn't dare to comment on others casually, this face was beaten, it really hurt!

"Whoa, whoa!"

On the screen, the five words "Unforgettable Day" written by Huang Yingmiao appeared in the sand scene.

At the end of the song, Huang Ying ended the sand painting performance perfectly, excitedly glanced at Lin Zaishan and the white pigeon, and then bowed and greeted the audience, and the audience gave Huang Ying warm applause!

Lin Zaishan and Bai Ge also applauded Huang Ying in the sound area, and Huang Ying was moved to bow to Lin Zaishan and them.

Lin Zaishan suddenly came up with an idea - if Bai Ge is interested in learning sand painting, she can actually learn sand painting. In this way, when he goes to sing the wedding banquet in the future, the white dove can follow, adding an extra romantic link to bless the newlyweds with sand paintings at the wedding. This session will definitely add good memories to many people's weddings, and their purses will become more bulging with it.

After the performance, Lin Zaishan and Bai Ge came to the audience and watched the performance with the believers Wuzi and Sun Yuzhen.

The finale triad of "Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter" by the triumvirate of the Sand Painting Society will be carried out immediately.

Compared with the performances of other members, the final finale performance of the three giants of the Sand Painting Society is particularly majestic, and the changes of the four seasons are reflected by the sand, with the Zen-like live accompaniment of the Big Buddha Band, which is quite artistic conception.

In particular, Windsortha's final finale performance - "Autumn and Winter", its Tusha technique can be said to be miraculous!

Under her delicate jade hands, every grain of sand seemed to be endowed with vitality, turning into autumn leaves for a while, hexagonal snowflakes for winter, and even the crystalline veins of snowflakes were shocked out under her beat! That technique was amazing, so that the audience couldn't help but exclaim!

Even Lin Zaishan was stunned!

Wen Shasha suddenly slapped the projection version, and the moment the sand shook out of the snowflake veins, Lin Zaishan's stimulated scalp was numb! That feeling shocked him even more than seeing Lu Chen nail a coin to the wall with a drumstick!

The sand in Wen Shasha's hand and the sand in other people's hands seem to be two kinds of sand, watching her performance is like watching magic, more like watching a martial arts master perform internal skills, the technique is really amazing to Lin Zaishan!

The accompaniment of the Big Buddha Band is also very high-level, it is an alternative Buddhist accompaniment, long and long, reincarnating, which makes people listen to it inexplicably and give birth to a sense of high B-style.

Like most audiences, Lin Zaishan couldn't quite understand what kind of aesthetic or old monk-like artistic thought the "Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter" made by the three giants of the Sand Painting Society and the Big Buddha Band wanted to show - color is emptiness? Reincarnation cause and effect? In short, it's vague.

But Windsortha's Tusha technique really opened Lin Zaishan's eyes.

The world is so big, there are no surprises, this night is a pleasure for Lin Zaishan!

Life should be like this, from time to time there is a little unexpected excitement, so that the tone of life is fuller.

At a quarter past nine o'clock in the evening, the special performance of the Sand Painting Society ended.

Due to the stimulation of the Big Buddha Band, the believers and the five sons seized the time to continue rehearsals, and in the upcoming band competition, they must prove to the Big Buddha Band that they are no worse than the Big Buddha Top Campus Band!

Lin Zaishan sent Sun Yuzhen home.

Not in a hurry, the two of them did not ride, but strolled around the campus with the cart and enjoyed a leisurely time.

"Uncle, aren't you sleepy?"

"I'm not sleepy."

"How about we go to the beach and sit down? I haven't been to the golden sand beach of school in a long time. ”

"Okay."

Lin Zaishan did not refuse, and pushed the car and Sun Yuzhen to the golden beach of Dongyi University to blow the evening breeze.

Like the Royal Academy of Art in Xiacheng, Tokai University of the Arts is also an art university with a beautiful scenery built on the seaside.

The golden sand beach on its east campus is a famous tourist attraction in the East China Sea.

The quality of the beach here is very high, and many tourists, couples, and students come to Golden Beach every night to relax and chat in the evening breeze.

When Lin Zaishan and Sun Yuzhen came to the Golden Beach, on the circular beach about one kilometer long, there were many students in groups who were still chatting at night, as well as swimming, and of course, there were many couples who were romantic.

Lin Zaishan and Sun Yuzhen pushed the cart and walked out for a long distance before they found a secluded and uninhabited beach.

Parking the scooter on the side of the beach road, the two walked onto the beach.

Thirty or forty meters away from the crashing waves, the two sat side by side, looking at the lonely lights of the cruise ship sailing in the night, which was indescribably pure and pleasant.

"Uncle, do you yearn for love?"

"I don't know, it's not longing."

"It's not a yearning, but there's still a little bit of yearning, right?" Blown by the evening breeze, Sun Yuzhen looked at Lin Zaishan with a smile and asked, "Uncle, what kind of love do you yearn for in your heart?" ”

"I yearn for the love like boiled water, the simple and pure kind."

"Huh?"

"You can't understand it at your age, but when you reach my age, if you are still single, you will be able to understand."

"Uncle, you curse me!"

"Haha, just kidding."

"Uncle, have you ever had a particularly unforgettable love in your life?"

"What makes it unforgettable?"

"It's the love you can never forget."

"This ...... It's hard to say. ”

"It's hard to say, then you can sing! After two meals in the evening, you only sang a song, and you must not have sung enough. ”

"You know me better and better, and you just want to hear me sing after going around for a long time?"

"Hee-hee."

"Okay, meet you."

Taking out the old guitar from the guitar case and slowly plucking the melody with Eastern European style, Lin Zaishan said to Sun Yuzhen: "In this era, unforgettable love is very rare. But in those war-torn times that we can't experience, there are some sounds of life and love, which seem ordinary, but they are really moving. In my heart, that's the real unforgettable love ......"

While Lin Zaishan and Sun Yuzhen were telling the story, Wen Shasha and Yuan Yue, who had finished the performance, happened to pass by this secluded beach......

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