The lights in the auditorium dimmed, the curtain was closed, and it was time to start preparing the set and lights for the next show.

At this moment, Liu Zheng and others pushed open the door and stepped onto the stage.

The entire stage was lit only by floor lights, and it was dark from the outside.

He and Song Mei stood in a corner of the stage in casual white clothes, without chairs, Liu Zhao carried the guitar to his chest with a shoulder strap, and Song Mei stood in front of the electronic piano stand, and in front of the two of them was a standing tall microphone.

Yan Wushuang and Sun Jike have also posed in the middle of the stage according to the original plot, Sun Jike is wearing an old-fashioned labor cloth shirt and pants, while Yan Wushuang is wearing a fashionable suit and dress, charming and charming, as the two students who are commentators are not far away from watching the overall situation from a God's perspective.

Liu looked at Song Mei, Yan Wushuang, Sun Jike, and several people nodded, indicating that they had been prepared.

Glancing at the dark curtain, Liu Zhao calmed down, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and lightly touched the guitar strings with his fingers, and the crisp sound sounded in the quiet auditorium.

The audience was packed, all three grade students came to the scene today, and the school leaders sat in the first row, all curious about the scene behind the black curtain, wondering what kind of special effects can appear if it is so mysterious.

With the sound of the guitar, the curtain slowly opened, the spotlight in front of the stage suddenly lit up, the light was bright and dark, the brightest beam of incandescent light hit directly in the middle of the stage, the elliptical pillar of light enveloped Yan Wushuang and Sun Jike, and the beige pillar of light was obliquely shot towards the two commentators as God's perspective, slightly hazy, and the five-color light changed on the two lead singers, and the men and women in white stood tall.

The sound of the guitar came from the five-colored light.

The lights in the middle of the stage were still not turned on, and the three pillars of light were so bright in the entire black background, and after a quarter of a musical measure, Yan Wushuang, who was dressed in gorgeous decorations, moved, and the narration from God's perspective sounded at this moment.

"That year, my daughter came to the world, she was one year old, and I was twenty-three."

In the interlude of the music, Yan Wushuang ran lightly, and the bright light also became two unequal parts, the big one followed the girl, and the small one changed from incandescent to warm light, so that the father who was dressed in rough clothes there dimmed in the background.

"Now I am still a little baby, one day I will grow up slowly, in a casual moment, I suddenly remembered the future of you and me, that's it, say goodbye one time at a time, go away one time at a time."

After the prelude ended, the voice of God's perspective stopped, and Liu Xiang's voice sounded, with infinite memories and strong emotions in the vicissitudes of life.

"I always ask you for it but never say thank you, and I don't understand that it's not easy for you until I grow up"

The two leading actors began to move, the father's light gradually became clearer, and in the more than ten seconds that his daughter ran around the field to perform, the tall shadow was already slightly rickety, but no matter what kind of action the daughter made, his eyes were always on her body and never left.

The daughter grew up and began to have her own circle, the father got older and began to nag, with the body language of the performers, the audience below began to understand the development of the plot, the daughter has adolescent rebellion, depression in the early days of work, and she has nowhere to vent all her dissatisfaction on her father, who has become older, and he is always smiling and has not said a word.

"One day, I will fade out of your world and become a call on the phone, a note on a piece of paper, or a photo, you own your world, friends, career, family, all kinds of people and things occupy your life, and there, I only occupy a small corner."

The narration stops, the sound of the electronic piano sounds, and Song Mei's humming in the large interlude signals that the male and female voices begin to change, and Liu Zhao looks at Song Mei, the corners of his eyes are slightly curved, and the corners of his lips are raised.

The warm painting style of the stage suddenly changed, the father and daughter had a fierce dispute, the wayward daughter slammed the door and left, and the father looked through the window, his eyes shot out with the warm spotlight light behind him.

Countless times to open the door, countless times to lie down and stand up, Sun Jike vividly expressed the anxious thoughts of his father here, and then a string of lights in the middle of the stage lit up, paving a way for a father to find his daughter with light.

"I want to be the same as before, holding your warm palm, but you are not by my side, let the breeze take you to your health"

Song Mei's soft voice did not calm the anger in the hearts of the audience at this moment, and they cast angry glances at Yan Wushuang, who was standing alone in the corner on the stage.

Music and performance, successfully substitute all students.

The music continues to go on, like a father who is still looking for his daughter. The headlights mounted on the background wall lit up, and the center of the stage was snow-white illuminated by a blinding column of hernia light, and Ryu used his guitar to create a screeching brake sound

Weiya, who had already been tied to Sun Jike's body, suddenly exerted force, lifted him up, shifted a distance of several meters in the air, and then suddenly put it down.

Song Mei's voice continued to sing, but many students and even teachers had already stood up, their eyes moistened, and they covered their mouths vigorously.

All the lights on the stage were extinguished at this moment, but the music did not stop, and the electronic organ was still moving forward with Song Mei's voice.

"Dad, who is strong in his life, what can I do for you"

The pillar of light in the center of the stage lit up, and there was only one, and the circle of light encircled the father and daughter.

Liu did not arrange for his father to die in this accident, but instead lost his memory.

The daughter hugged her father who was a little embarrassed at this moment and burst into tears, and the chorus of Song Mei and Liu rang out at this time: "Thank you for everything you have done, supporting our family with both hands." ”

"Am I your pride? Are you still worried about me? Your caregiving, child, has grown up. ”

"Time slows down, don't let you get old again, I'm willing to use me to switch you to stay for a long time."

As the music comes to a close, the narration from God's perspective appears.

"You may be far away, you may be very busy, you may have little time to see us, you may have forgotten that when you were so young, you used to be so attached to your father, and you needed your father's hand and hug"

The guitar and the keyboard made a trill, and only the middle beam of light in the field stopped instantly, and the aftermath lingered in the crowded auditorium, and after three seconds of stay, all the stage lights turned on at the same time, illuminating the singer, illuminating God's commentary, and illuminating the father and daughter in the center of the stage.

Quiet, quiet like no man's land, because everyone knows it's not over yet, and everyone is still unsatisfied.

"Time will always fill our wings and take us to more exciting places, so"

Ryu came to the middle of the stage with his guitar in his arms, and he stood with his hands tied behind him.

Dressed in white, with a slender figure and a calm face, Liu looked straight ahead, he stood in the light, was silent for three seconds, and continued to say things that were not written in the script.

"When we still have time to attach ourselves to our father, we spend as much time with them as we can, and enjoy this short and happy time with him!"

The lights went out suddenly, and the LED electronic lights that had been installed in front of the stage hit the blue subtitles on the black wall directly behind the stage.

Father

The audience was still silent, everyone was silent, those who stood up were still standing, those who were sitting were still sitting, frozen in the previous action without the slightest reaction.

The leading actors stood in a row and bowed to the audience, and Liu stood in the middle, with an unobstructed view of the situation under the stage.

Principal Bai sat in the middle of the first row, his gaze fell on the flickering word 'father' on the back wall, and although his face was indifferent, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Teacher Zheng Shuang was on the far left of the first row, her eyes were wide open, staring carefully at her students on the stage, and there were still traces of tears on her cheeks.

The sharp-eyed Liu Relative even saw Xia Mei in the endless crowd, she was still sitting quietly among the students, the smile on the corner of her mouth was for her friend Song Mei, and the crystal in the corner of her eyes was the emotion and memory brought to this song.

The six people turned around and walked off the stage, and there was no applause, until the host wiped the corners of his eyes and came to the stage, and the applause still did not sound, but Liu knew that they had succeeded.

This is a popular song, but through lighting and narration to let all the students and teachers fall into it, Liu Relative is not the kind of applause like thunder, the mountains roar tsunami, but want to evoke the kind of love in the world that is always ignored in the hearts of all young people, so that they know how to be grateful and cherish.

Maybe he didn't have this idea when he arranged this musical at first, he just wanted to deal with Yan Wushuang, Zheng Shuang, and even cater to the principal's thoughts, but after continuous rehearsals and running-in, Liu Zhao suddenly found that if he could make the students understand through his own efforts, and then cherish this emotion more, it would definitely be a wonderful thing.

So he did it, modified it, put it into his heart, and today, he succeeded.

The other people who were so excited couldn't help but clap each other as soon as they walked out of the door of the auditorium, they jumped up happily, and Song Mei even shed tears.

Liu Zhao clapped his hands with them, but his mind was extremely quiet, he had experienced too much, he couldn't bring him into a state of youth well, he suddenly remembered the crystal in Xia Mei's quiet eyes, this kind of crystal was also when she gave birth to Liu Han later.

Liu Han is his daughter, he is Liu Han's father, and he doesn't know if the young Liu Han understands the words "father's love is like a mountain" in his heart, but he really wants to give this song to Liu Han as a gift, and then let her sing this song in a young children's voice, and then point to the award certificate that has been rolled up and the trophy that has fallen off the corner to tell her the story of that year, telling her that she has begun to think about this unborn child when she is still young.

Thinking of Xia Mei and Liu Han, Liu Zhao suddenly remembered the sentence written in the note that Song Mei handed him, so his heart suddenly throbbed.

Turning his face to look at Song Mei who was secretly wiping the corners of her eyes, Liu Zhao suddenly asked, "Who is the person you wrote on the paper last time?" ”