August 29th.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

School is about to start.

According to the habit of previous years, Xia Qin went to the school to clean the office, and then went to the vegetable market to buy a fish and a piece of tofu.

On the way home, she received a call saying that the courier had arrived and was delivering it in the community.

After confirming that it was really sent to her, Xia Qin signed her name on the courier bill and walked to the community.

My hand touched the thin express packaging bag, and I didn't know what was inside.

Look at the express order, it was sent from Sijiu City, signed by Chen He.

She recalled the name carefully, and then remembered a photo from Meng Shi's video.

The three young men were holding a wooden sign, and the one with long hair on the left was called Chen You.

The band disbanded that day, and Meng Shi's expression was very lost.

She will watch every video carefully, but she has not told Meng Shi.

hugged his son and cried. He decided to live as he wanted in the future, as long as he was happy. It wasn't easy for her, but she was happy about it.

But even so, she still didn't know how to get along with him.

She found that she didn't know him at all, but he was caring and knew herself well.

It's not fair, it's not doing well on your own.

But she was used to silence, and she didn't know how to communicate with him like a normal mother and son for a while.

Fortunately, he likes to stay in Yaoshan, which gives her space to breathe and understand.

So finally on the begging festival, he took him to his grandmother's house, except for the short stay, everything else was fine.

But now he is going to the capital again.

Xia Qin began to hate the city.

She pressed the elevator.

Although she is healthy when she walks up the stairs, she likes the slight weightlessness of the elevator when it is going up.

Open the door.

Put the delivery on the coffee table in the living room.

Put the tofu in the refrigerator.

Then put the crucian carp in the sink in the kitchen and raise it.

She didn't ask the stall owner to help kill her, because she had to save it for tomorrow.

Wash your hands carefully and wipe them dry.

"It's going to be fine."

She stood in the kitchen for a moment.

Walk to the living room and use a knife to cut open the delivery bag.

Inside is a brown envelope.

She opened the envelope.

————

On the thirtieth, noon.

There are still three hours before the concert starts at four o'clock.

Gu Xiaoxi lost her double ponytails, she cut a neat short hair to her chin, but she still looked cute.

The wind blew in through the open window, making her fine hair fly.

The red light turned on, the car slowly stopped, she shook her head, and her hair obediently fell to her chin.

She turned her head and saw a woman with soft eyebrows sitting in a taxi next to her, which was also waiting for a red light.

Gu Xiaoxi felt that she was a little familiar.

She secretly reached out to cover the lower half of her face in her sight, and then froze.

It wasn't until the end of the red light that Li Zhijie started the car, and she pointed to the taxi that drove out and exclaimed: "Uncle! You see! Her eyes and forehead look exactly the same as Meng Shi! ”

Li Zhijie turned his head to look and saw a Regal driving by, and a fat man was sitting in the driver's seat.

When the horn sounded in the back, he gave a foot on the accelerator and said with a smile: "You, this is a demon." ”

Gu Xiaoxi angrily turned around and pointed his ass at him.

There was still some time before the concert was admitted, and the square was already full of people.

It's different from all previous Bird's Nest concerts.

No one distributed support, no posters, no wristbands, no light sticks, no support from a certain area gathered together to take photos and shout slogans.

Only the flags, in the big sun, were waved and hunted by a group of big men.

Most of the flags are printed with the Yellow Sand Qilin, which is the team flag of the 800-mile Qinchuan.

They roared classic rock songs and waved their fists.

A large number of security guards were gathering, shouting loudly to pay attention to order.

Gu Xiaoxi, who could only be in the nest, shrank cautiously beside Li Zhijie, and looked at these fanatical people with a curious probe.

She couldn't understand the emotions of these people.

A group of people dressed in black shoulders and studded jackets and vests with yellow oil paint painted on their faces, walked by with one hand holding a metal salute.

One of them shouted: "Only heavy metal hard rock can unite the heavy metal of the world with one gesture!" ”

"Eight hundred miles of Qinchuan!" A large crowd of people around shouted and greeted him, raising their hands and joining the ranks.

Lu Jiajia held the camera and filmed this scene.

She asked Lu Duancun and Lu Chengkang beside her in confusion: "Didn't they come to attend the commemorative concert?" ”

Lu Duancun dragged her to his side, "This is the way to commemorate, a noble tribute." ”

Lu Chengkang looked at these people who love rock and roll and did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to commemorate Lou San, and he felt quite bad in his heart.

He knew that this was not what Lou San wanted.

But he could only be silent, unable to join it, and did not want to turn his head and leave.

The group held high rock gesques and waved the banner of the yellow sand unicorn, and the team grew stronger and stronger.

Eventually, the check-in was forced to start early.

Under the guidance of the broadcast in the venue, the order began to stabilize, and those with tickets began to enter.

Those who did not have tickets wandered around the square, including a large number of underground bands.

——

Meng Shi carried the guitar on his back, took Chen He and Xie Xiangjie to follow behind the fifth child, and walked into the backstage.

Eight hundred miles Qin Chuan is a six-piece band.

Usually the configuration of this number of bands is bass, drums, keyboards, two guitars (lead voice, rhythm), and one lead singer.

This was the case in the early Qinchuan, but with "Qilin" they began to combine with the local area, and folk music instruments were introduced into rock.

Just like Lao Wu is not only the lead guitar, but also proficient in all kinds of strings, and the drummer Jiao Cong is good at all kinds of percussion, keyboard Chu Le will flute, flute, mandolin and so on.

Their mid-term style had a strong sense of homegrown experimentation until "Can't Get Old" returned to hard rock again.

The team of Chen Zhen, the chief director of this concert, the team of music director Liu Jin, the team of sound golden fingers, and the stage designer Li Qi, including the makeup and lighting teams, are all from the Huashi department.

Eight hundred miles Qin Chuan took Meng Shi and the three of them to the backstage, and Zhang Renpei immediately received a notice.

He looked at the three unfamiliar faces in the surveillance screen and frowned.

Jia Shudao glanced at him, "I'm going to ask?" ”

"I ......" Zhang Renpei wanted to go by himself, but knowing that the fifth child was not pleasing to him now, he stood up and sat down again, "You go and have a look, it's just ......"

"Don't worry, I only ask about the situation, and the rest is up to you."

Jia Shudao stood up and pinched Zhang Renpei's shoulder hard, reminding him to calm his heart.

The other bands in the dressing room backstage were not surprised to see "Qin Chuan" arrive with Meng Shi.

On the morning of Lou San's cremation, they met Meng Shi.

Although they don't know about Meng Shi, a person who seems to have fallen from the sky.

But the fifth child can take him to the funeral home to send Lou San, which is enough to show his weight.

And Lao Cui and Lao Qin have both said hello, and at the same time, the score called "Gift" has been passed among them in the past few days.

They kind of recognized the young man.

It's just that there are rumors now that Meng Shi will join "Qin Chuan" as the new lead singer and take advantage of this stage to ascend to the sky.

These people who can go to tonight's concert are all older bands who have gone through the big waves.

Most people will think that rock bands have a bad temper, but their human sophistication is polished from the bottom, and they are all thinking people in their bones.

So they greeted the people who came in one by one, and did not ask anything more.

It's just that the atmosphere has become a little subtle.

Meng Shi and Lao Wu communicated in a low voice, not caring about these glances.

"Qin Chuan" These people, Lao Wu, Jiao Cong and Meng Shi are the same kind of people - Lao Tzu does his own business, if it doesn't hinder you, then it doesn't matter what you think.

And Xie Xiangjie and Chen You, the two of them talked very loudly last night.

Now facing a room of domestic "Rock and Roll Hall of Fame", his face is pale, and his legs and stomach are twisted.

Jia Shudao pulled a chair from the general control room to the backstage and sat next to Lao Wu.

He glanced at Meng Shi and said to Lao Wu: "Do you need me to arrange the documents for the backstage staff for them?" ”

Jiao on the side was scratched all over his body from seeing him speak like this, and scolded in his heart, asking for your mother's work card.

He stretched out his hand and patted Jia Shudao's thigh vigorously, "Our concert, bring a brother to the stage, can't you?" ”

The gentle expression on Jia Shudao's face did not change at all, and he said, "Look at what you said, you are the masters." ”

Then he said to Meng Shi: "What is the name of this little brother, I haven't seen it before." ”

"Let's go, let's go, Zhang Renpei is still waiting for your news." Jiao Cong waved his hand to drive people away, "You just said that he came to the stage with us." ”

Meng Shi suddenly said: "Meng Shi, take the path of Qin Qingxue. ”

Everyone who heard this looked at it.

Jia Shudao glanced at him deeply, nodded, and got up to leave.

At this time, the fifth child said loudly: "What do you mean to take Qin Qingxue's way!" Does she deserve it? If we don't like it, you won't be able to go any way! ”

What he said was the truth in his heart, even if Lou San was gone, Qin Chuan still had this confidence in the eight hundred miles.

They are the top musicians in the country.

At the same time, he also made a bottom for Meng Shi's inappropriate words, and we are happy to take him to play with this person.

Meng Shi whispered to Lao Wu, "I made the theme song for the online drama produced by Qingxue Media, and I have a real-name account on Beep, and it is too simple for them to figure out my network." ”

Jiao Cong frowned, "Then you don't have to say that about yourself!" ”

He never thought that Meng Shi was a relationship with whom.

Meng Shi shook his head, "I say this, the smarter they are, the more they will think, and there will be less messy things, it's very boring." ”

Jiao Cong felt that it made sense, and he gave you the microphone in the middle of the song, and when the light went dark, everyone was uncomfortable.

But then, he pondered the taste and gave Meng Shi a kick, "The smarter you are, the more you think?!" ”

Lao Wu pulled him, "What will they think?" ”

Meng Shi didn't know what they would think, and said: "I'll just say this casually, behind Qin Qingxue is Lao Cui and them, so you have to give some face." ”

After he finished speaking, he slapped the back of the head to Chen He, who was gradually blurred, "You sober up for you." ”

In the general control room, Jia Shudao retold the conversation with Zhang Renpei.

The two frowned together and fell silent.

"Qin Qingxue came to put pressure on me that day and asked me to stop the next two games, obviously Qin Qingguo and Cui Jianjun behind her are dissatisfied with my current operation, but now they are stuffing people in, what kind of road is this."

"Judging from the attitude of the fifth child, they are recognizable to Meng Shi, and they are very protective in their words."

"Did he really just say directly that he came from Qin Qingxue's path?"

"I'm saying the same thing."

"So, this is kindness?"

"You mean, Qin Qingxue has her own ideas."

"She found a piece of jade, eight hundred miles Qin Chuan has just lost the lead singer."

"The two sides hit it off, and they want to borrow the stage we set up to appear, what about the other two?"

Jia Shudao and Zhang Renpei analyzed quickly one sentence at a time.

Chen Zhen, the chief director of the concert, brought up the surveillance screen just now, "Look at this. ”

In the picture, Meng Shi slapped Chen He on the back of the head.

"There is no respect at all." Jia Shudao thought of the countless "temporary workers" he had fired, "These two are to give him a knife and resist public opinion." ”

"Qingxue Media and Lao Wu want to use our platform to build a new 800-mile Qinchuan." Zhang Renpei got the answer and let out a sigh of relief, "This is a good thing. ”

Jia Shudao nodded, "Yes, this is a good thing, just that girl's small temple, but it can't fit the eight hundred miles of Qinchuan, and in the end, we still have to make a move from Huashi, but the mule is a thousand miles away, so we still have to pull it out and walk it first." ”

Zhang Renpei said to Chen Zhen: "Brother Zhen, please ask Shi Hua to communicate with the fifth child and them, the stage effect that the band wants." ”

"Give the best treatment and meet all their ideas." Jia Shudao added.

If the effect is good, it will be co-opted.

The effect was not good, just kicking out these disobedient people, and at the same time, Qin Qingguo, Cui Jianjun and the light snow media on their tables were burned.

Jia Shudao sits firmly on the Diaoyutai platform.

Meng Shi and Lao Wu spent half an hour on the stage and finished communicating with the chief executive Shi Hua what they wanted.

At this time, it happened to announce the admission arrangement.

Shi Hua looked at the audience who began to enter and said, "All the guarantees you want have been completed, now let's go back to the backstage first." ”

Lao Wu looked puzzled, "You say, what did they think?" Lao Cui's face is not so big. ”

An hour before the opening, it is okay to adjust the stage effect on the spot.

"Hell knows."

——

Tickets for the infield and the stands are different.

The infield is at the front of the stage, in the middle of the stadium.

A large area is enclosed by a white mobile fence on the outside, and six small square areas are separated on the inside.

It's the closest to the stage.

Xia Qin sat in the area facing the stage.

She wanted to understand why the two most important men in her life chose music.

But the deafening music on the stage and the warm and manic atmosphere of the scene made her at a loss.

In my memory, my ex-husband Meng Yueyuan was a gentle person, playing the guitar and singing as if he was confiding in a low voice.

Just like Meng Shi holding a guitar and asking softly, "Mom, will this loss last, will this world be okay?" ”

And now the music and atmosphere of the live scene have left her at a loss.

She's just a little teacher in a small county town, and she doesn't know what rock 'n' roll is.

Of the people who had just come on stage, she only knew the one who had just sung - it seemed to be the mentor of The Voice.

The concert, which started at four o'clock, came to an end as the lights shone in the stadium as time went on.

She sat in her seat, surrounded by people standing up.

At this time, she heard the people around her start shouting "Eight hundred miles of Qinchuan".

At this time, the letter mentioned that Meng Shi would appear by name, so she hurriedly stood up.

The people in front of them all raised their arms and raised their index fingers and little fingers to the sky.

She couldn't see the stage, and after a little internal struggle, she took off her shoes and stood on the chair.

She was embarrassed to look back and apologize to the people behind her, but they cheered for her actions.

The person who sat for a while, she stood on the chair!

——

The lights on the main stage go out.

On stage, the staff bent over the assumed instruments.

The co-ordinating staff made a gesture to the "Eight Hundred Miles of Qinchuan".

Meng Shi took a deep breath and nodded to the fifth child.

In the dim light, the band took its place on the stage.

Chen He closed his eyes, and a shout like a tsunami came from his ears.

He heard a mandolin ringing, like a score in the marrow of his bones, and it began to flow through his fingertips.

Xie Xiangjie lowered his head and struck the drumstick.

As the music progresses, the sandstorm on the Gobi Desert begins to whizz at the bird's nest.

This is "The Rotten Hometown in Memory".

The restlessness of the scene calmed down, and the audience saluted the stage with a "metal salute".

Yellow lights light up from behind and sweep across the stage in a fan-like shape from bottom to top.

Simulated sandstorm lighting effects flickering on the stage.

With the lights, the people at the scene saw a person standing in the center of the stage.

He was barefoot, black pants, white shirt, round inches, holding a guitar, and staring ahead.

He was as disobedient as the woman who had been sitting and now standing in a chair.

The scene and various live broadcast platforms were agitated.

Who is this person?

"The Rotten Hometown in Memory" is advancing.

The yellow sand of the Gobi Desert is swept up by the wind, stretching for tens of thousands of miles to lap against the glass windows of the city.

The typhoon whined through the cracks of the old house.

It's just that Lou San's low groans and roars that should have appeared are no more.

A string is plucked.

"Oo......oo

The rhythm is fixed and uniform, even a little dull.

But it's this string sound, like a tightrope that crosses the sky and the storm.

It pulls the storm forward.

With the sound of the strings, the restlessness of the scene subsided.

Then they heard someone on the stage speak.

He seemed to carry the yellow sand belonging to Lou San, walking in the Gobi Desert.

"I don't know where I am."

"Will I cry when I give birth?"

"I don't know where I'm going."

"I sing the ballad of not having a hometown."

Meng Shi accompanied the drum beat, plucking this and that string.

"I don't know where you were born."

"Did anyone cry when you died?"

Lao Wu roared in a Qin voice, and the huqin, mandolin, and sheng moved forward under the impetus of the drum.

"I don't know where you're going."

Meng Shi's tone gradually rose and began to advance layer by layer,

"Your tombstone points to the desolate sky!"

"When you left, you sang the ballad of the Cypriot!"

"You are young and not afraid of mountains and rivers!"

"Your long hair is smiling at the sky in the wind!"

"Your father and brother are proud of you!"

There was silence in the audience.

The unicorn is gone!

His tombstone should stand in the yellow sand!

When I left, I sang a ballad, and the long wind laughed at the sky!

This is the memorial song of Lou San!

"But you're wandering!"

"Have you ever found where you're going?"

"You're wandering!"

"Where is the hometown of dreams!"

Eight hundred miles of Qinchuan, the endless desolate Gobi, and Lou San pushed him behind Meng Shi's back.

He stopped the string in his hand, and the sand and the storm began to howl.

"When you left, you sang the ballad of the Cypriot!"

"You are young and not afraid of mountains and rivers!"

"Your long hair is smiling at the sky in the wind!"

"Your father and brother are proud of you!"

"But you're wandering!"

"Have you ever found where you're going?"

"You're wandering!"

"Ho! Place! Be! Dream! Village! Old! Village! ”

With a strong drum beat.

The last note falls.

Meng Shi tilted his head.

This song is sung to Lou San.

Sing to your former self in this world, your self in another world.

And also... The father who was "long dead".

Jiao Cong looked at Meng Shi standing in the middle of the stage, and couldn't help shouting: "Meng Shi! Ma Lu Yazi lead singer Meng Shi! Meng Shi! ”

With his shout, a fluttering guitar solo came out of Meng Shi's hand.

This is one of the few songs in Lou San with a bright rhythm - "Goodbye Li Jiangshan".

Closing his eyes, accompanied by a bright rhythm, Meng Shi changed the last lyrics of "Can't Get Old".

"I won't miss you anymore, even if the last curtain of the galaxy falls in front of me."

As the last word fell.

Touch!

Meng Shi left Meng Yue far away to him.

The guitar he was carrying from time to time smashed to the ground.

Airplanes~

The sound of the strings snapping was heard throughout the audience.

Someone below started screaming.

Someone shouted Meng Shi.

Someone shouted Lou San.

Someone shouted eight hundred miles of Qinchuan.

There were also people who wept silently.

Meng Shi turned around and got off the field.

He's leaving this mound.

I don't want to stay for a moment.