The applause, like a tsunami from the mountains, endured in the entire bird's nest.

The bird's nest, which can accommodate 90,000 people, is full, and countless pairs of eyes are staring at the dazzling light in the distance.

The flame burns.

The flames burned around the Bird's Nest Stadium, slowly spreading to a certain place, illuminating the ancient sundial, the quaint corona seems to bring everyone to a permanent corner of history, telling a story, human beings have used sundials for a very long time, sundials can not only show the time of day, but also show the solar terms and months, thousands of years ago, as if yesterday......

The sundial emitted a ray of light, and that light shot into the center of the Bird's Nest Stadium, first a point of light, then a line of light, and then spread out in the center like a magical magic.

"What's that?"

"God, it's spectacular!"

"These are people!"

「……」

The figures of 2008 fighters are lined up and struck together!

A series of powerful and powerful hits, the 2008 Chinese percussion instruments emitted a shocking sound, like a surging tide slowly rolling, beating the hearts of all the audience, the white lights on the strings flashed in turn, combining a series of numbers, and in an instant the audience resounded with bursts of excited voices.

James. Bont looked at the scene in front of him and was shocked.

This is a sense of visual shock beyond the special effects, people are in the seat, but the soul seems to return to the distant land, vaguely feeling the ancient Chinese Jin Ge Iron Horse, the change of history.

"That's the silk, an ancient Chinese musical instrument!"

Next to Durant. Kevin looked at the information, then looked up, and then there was a sound of popular science next to him.

The stars twinkled in the sky, and the flames on the ground were accompanied by the sound of striking......

20 o'clock sharp.

2008 soldiers, led by An Zhibin, sang "It's fun to have friends from afar!" In the midst of the singing, several old leaders of China couldn't help but start wiping away tears.

"Good, good, good!"

Old man An Jianwu nodded again and again, he was in a high position, he was always in a calm mood on weekdays, even though he had never seen fluctuations in the wind and waves, but at this moment, his eyes were still moist.

Next to him, the one-armed Yang Lao was already in tears......

In the early years, they had eaten and slept on the battlefield, looking forward to the arrival of dawn in the dark, watching their comrades-in-arms fall down one by one and stand up one by one, desperate but full of blood and faith, continue to move forward step by step.

That year, they had fantasized about what the future of China would be.

This moment!

They saw the applause of the house, the hope of the new generation, the self-confidence of the nation, and the rising sun after dawn......

They had waited too long for this day.

Shen Changwei felt out of breath.

I've never been so tired, nervous, and I even feel a little wet in my back. One project after another was carried out in an orderly manner, and when a project was successful, Shen Changwei first breathed a sigh of relief, and then when it came to the next project, Shen Changwei began to be nervous again.

But......

Everyone knows that no matter what they say or do now, it will not help, and at the same time, they are constantly adjusting their personal emotions and directing with the most rational and serious words.

Everyone is waiting for this splendid event to begin!

After Zhou Yang stayed in the command room for a while, he looked at the time, and when there was a gap after the end of a project, he lowered his head and said a simple word to Shen Changwei.

"Director Shen, I'll go first."

"Good!"

Shen Changwei nodded.

When Zhou Yang was about to leave, Shen Changwei stood up again: "Xiao Zhou, this should be the first time you have appeared on such a stage, right?"

"Yes!"

"You ......" Shen Changwei watched Zhou Yang turn his head, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything

After a while, he only said two words: "Come on! ＂

Zhou Yang nodded and left the command room.

In such a grand event, there are programs, generally speaking, Zhou Yang should not come to the command room, this is taboo.

But......

No one seems to care about these things.

"Fireworks!"

"The fireworks begin!"

「……」

In the command room, Shen Changwei held the microphone and continued to shout.

As his shout ended, the sky in the distance was as bright as day.

He looked up and looked into the sky in the distance.

There are 287 fireworks at the top, 1,462 red flash fireworks at the top, 27 positions in the central area, 11,456 at the top, and 8,428 at the center!

Fireworks burst into the sky, and the entire stadium was like a blooming flower, and colorful fireworks bloomed one after another along the north-south central axis of Yanjing, showing 29 huge footprints symbolizing the 29th Olympic Games......

The brilliant light shone on Shen Changwei's face, even though this moment had been rehearsed countless times, even though he already knew the effect and the ending, Shen Changwei still felt excited.

The other directors in the command room also clenched their fists and kept trembling!

They are all witnesses of history, and at the same time, they are also the creators!

……………………………

The huge footprints composed of fireworks passed through the *** square, as if they had traveled through time and space, through the years, all the way to the north, towards the home field.

In a moment......

In another burst of exclamations, huge footprints turned into stars in the sky, gathered into the Olympic rings, shining dazzlingly in the night sky.

"What's that? ＂

"God, is that an angel?"

"No, that's a fairy! Fairies in ancient China......

"It's called Flying! It is a figure on the mural of Dunhuang in China......

「……」

In the venue.

Countless people stared at the girls who fell from the sky.

They dance, they are graceful, they are as sacred, mysterious and magical as the fairies in a painting!

James. Bont was almost stunned!

He never imagined that the opening ceremony of the Chinese Olympic Games would be such a visual feast.

Django, who was not far away, opened his mouth, obviously feeling the beauty and shock of art......

This moment......

He suddenly understood why the official chose Zhou Yang's opinions, and he understood the gap between himself and Zhou Yang!

The next theatrical performance made Django even more amazing!

[Pen, ink, paper, inkstone, the four treasures of the study, set the essence of heaven and earth, the 5,000-year-old civilization of the Chinese nation, displayed in the pen end of the scroll, condensed into a treasure in the world].

In the introduction, there is only one sentence.

But on the spot, when a huge roll slowly pulled away, Django's heart was shaken again.

This is a huge LED screen 147 meters long and 27 meters wide, and as the screen slowly unfolds, the long scroll of China's 5,000-year-old history seems to have begun......

The four major inventions were unveiled one by one......

Movable type printing may seem like a machine, forming rows and rows of fonts, but in reality it is 897 actors performing ......

In the undulating waves, the word "harmony" shines brightly in the light......

When the papermaking technique appeared, there was a huge picture scroll of 70 meters on the field, in the picture scroll, the dancers used their bodies to form a landscape painting, when the picture scroll slowly rose, it was a magnificent painting of the rising sun.

"The red sun is rising, and its way is bright; The river flows out of the subterranean flow, and the ocean is poured out......"

Faintly, bursts of surging chanting sounded, and in the midst of the chanting, Django's heart was surging, and he couldn't help but gasp for breath, so excited that he couldn't help himself......

What verse is that?

"This is "Young Huaxia Said"!"

"Who wrote the lyrics?

＂

"I don't know who wrote it, but this is what Mr. Zhou said he wanted to add, it's just a fragment, with this landscape painting......

"Oh!"

「……」

Django asked subconsciously, and Feng Kai next to him didn't look at Django, but stared at the center of the bird's nest and replied.

This answer made Django stunned for a long time, and then nodded subconsciously, the admiration in his heart was indescribable......

He continued to look into the distance, and in the distance, three thousand Confucius disciples slowly appeared, holding bamboo slips, chanting, "Within the four seas, all brothers are also!" , they came slowly, elegant and dusty, looming in the crowd, ethereal like immortals......

One by one, the programs were presented to the world with the excitement of the audience.

There are operas, the Silk Road, ceremonial music, and long scroll paintings......

Slash-and-burn farming, Xia Dynasty, Zhou Li, Qin, Han, Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, the seven dynasties are presented one by one in the picture scroll......

With a history of 5,000 years, the audience was both shocked and feasted on the eyes in this feast......

That's the self-confidence of a nation!

…………………………………………

"Good, good, good!"

One by one, the show ended.

Old man An Jianwu kept nodding his head, and at some point, he was already in tears.

An Xiao sat next to the old man to accompany him, although his nature was cold, he was also a little excited at this moment.

She adjusted her emotions on the one hand, but no matter how she adjusted her emotions, she still couldn't avoid that sense of fluctuation.

Zhou Yang, Shen Changwei and other directors gave everyone a feast, and made the opening ceremony of the Yanjing Olympics impressive, and very Chinese cultural heritage, not losing to any Olympic Games.

As the show ended, the lights went out in the distance......

When it came back to light, two figures gradually appeared in the darkness......

An Xiao covered her mouth, and it was difficult to hold back the fluctuation in her heart, and tears couldn't help but flow out.

It was an excitement, excitement filled with love......

In her world, it seems that there are no more countless surging audiences, no more bird's nests, and no longer sky......

In the whole world, there is only the figure in the dress, who looks handsome, handsome, and full of a peaceful smile.

That's Zhou Yang!

When there was silence in the distance, An Xiao couldn't help but get nervous again.

It was an emotion that had never been seen before.

In a sense, this is Zhou Yang's first time on stage, although there have been many rehearsals, but this time on stage is still worrying.

It's a chorus.

This is also the end of the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games!

"Me and you, heart to heart,

Live in the same global village.

For the dream, travel thousands of miles, meet in Yanjing ......"

Zhou Yang held the microphone and his voice rang out.

The theme song of the Olympic Games, "Me and You", is not as exciting and enthusiastic as other Olympic Games.

It is a soothing and warm tune.

When Zhou Yang's voice sounded, An Xiao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then couldn't help but immerse himself in Zhou Yang's slow rhythm.

In the middle of the rhythm......

The images from the first time we first saw each other were revealed......

That day, the small hotel, the lonely, unruly, desperate man who repaired it.

Along the way, hand in hand, for the common ideal, step by step, no difficulties will come to the end......

It was as if she saw the future.

In the future, the film industry will flourish, and Hollywood will no longer be synonymous with the world's film capital......

In the future, China will rise, stand on top of the world again, and reproduce its former glory.

In my ears, a sentence from "What Happened to the Rabbit That Year" faintly sounded.

[Every rabbit has a dream of a great country! 】

whereas

This dream is slowly being realized......

In the tide of history, she is a happy and fortunate witness.

At the same time, the future is very happy and fulfilling......

There are children, and the laughter of children like silver bells is pleasant.

They will grow old and become useless, but they will hold each other's hands, watch the children and grandchildren fill the house, and watch the rising sun rise again......

……

One by one, pictures appeared in An Xiao's mind.

It seems to feel something......

When Zhou Yang finished singing, his eyes looked in the direction of An Xiao.

And An Xiao was also looking at Zhou Yang......

Zhou Yang laughed.

"Me and you

Heart to heart

Always a family......"

When this is done......

Zhou Yang seemed to see An Xiao nodding at him, tears welling up in his eyes, and his happy smile bloomed like petals.

In the distance, a ray of light lit up......

Zhou Yang nodded lightly.

That moment......

Countless images of the past and the future are intertwined in my mind!

Amid applause......

Under the stars.

Zhou Yang bowed into the distance.

He didn't wave, just turned around silently and disappeared into the darkness.

It was as if that year, he slowly came out of the darkness.

The story begins.

The story comes to an end.

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