Ninety-three, mid-June.

It's hot.

Cui Jian.

A restrained and stuffy person, it was Yu Yanqiao who walked into a dimly lit song hall in one afternoon.

It was very hot, but the silent man had been wearing a red star hat and sat aimlessly on the card seat.

When he saw Yu Yanqiao and others, his expression was slightly restrained, as if he was an old farmer inviting the mayor to dinner in a restaurant, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, he said:

"Hello, my name is Cui Jian."

He seemed to be afraid that others would not know what he was doing, so he deliberately said:

"I'm a rock 'n' roll player."

In May 86, at the World Peace Year concert held in Beijing, the song "Nothing" sounded the "rebellion" horn that belonged to the young people in that era.

also let the word "Cui Jian" turn into some kind of symbol and circulate in the hearts of some young people.

It's just that some people fall into it, complaining about the whole world completely and narrowly, just because the "light" abandoned him.

……

The directors of Zhang Yuan's generation have left a lot of controversy for future generations of fans, but it is undeniable that they really love movies.

With different personalities, they use their own style to create a film that is unique to them.

But they share the same cinematic perspective, and their lenses are forever focused on the dim "edges" of a city.

……

A messy, dusty room with mottled walls, and a variety of books or pictorial magazines with character covers scattered around the corners, it seems that the owner of this place is a master who can get by.

A 35mm film camera is set up in front of people, and there is a person holding a radio next to him to try to control the distance so as not to enter the film.

Zhang Yuan had a blinking hedgehog head, a round face, a gaze in his eyes, and a silent look at everything that happened in front of him with his hands on his shoulders.

In the dark house, there was only light from a few street lamps through the windows.

Yu Yanqiao's supporting role as a rock band member Kazi, and Yu Feihong's role as his girlfriend Mao Mao, the two are entangled with each other at night.

Of course, Yu Yanqiao had tied a rope to his waist in the toilet early so as not to set up a tent in front of people.

"No... No way...... No~"

In the dark, he couldn't see Yu Feihong's face clearly, Yu Yanqiao felt that she was probably happy, he thought.

The two of you push and shove back and forth, but they don't enter the feature film, there is no way, the director said no.

"I'm pregnant."

"What?"

A dim yellow light was projected on Yu Feihong's smooth and white face like a goose egg, but her expression was full of anticipation and apprehension.

Hopefully, he will agree to have this child.

Worried, he knew that this man, in addition to rock and roll in his eyes, maybe he seemed very light in his heart, so light that it seemed to disappear at any time.

Without the moral constraints of yesteryear, we "travel light".

We hated everything in our eyes and thought it was all fucking bullshit.

We disdain, we are crazy.

We...... Follow one's heart!

Mao Mao left, leaving quietly, without even leaving a note.

Kazi muttered about her every day, but her body lingered on a different bed every night, smelling different from hers.

He walked while looking for it, thinking that he would find Maomao that day, and told her that "the child can be born, and we will raise it together", but she was like deliberately hiding from Kazi.

One day, two days, one month, two months......

And Kazi, in the face of different women, he chose to "follow the heart" as always......

……

“action！”

In a song hall, Cui Jian stopped on the stage with a saxophone, in the dim and dark space, the hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, and his eyes were staring down deeply.

"We're going to look for the source of that anger..."

Cui Jian's voice was low and like a fire burning everyone at the scene, and they chanted "Cui Jian" and raised their right hands high to pay tribute to the person on the stage.

Zhang Yuan is an old friend of Cui Jian, knowing the urine of these young people who love to listen to rock, as soon as Cui Jian's name is mentioned, a large number of young people in the streets and alleys enthusiastically expressed their free group performances.

"Pengla... Balabala! ”

As soon as the rhythm of the heart-shattering dynamic heavy metal music sounded, the deep voice that made people listen to it suddenly sang loudly:

"But I can only face the wind,

I'm going to vent all my feelings,

But we can only face the wind and move forward,

We want to forget that we were hurt,

……”

They like the night, they like to be in such a quiet night, because they can squander their youth and forget that they were once "ghosts" who walked alone during the day.

The group of young people in the song hall who fell into a carnival, roaring their already hoarse throats and dancing their sleeves all over the sky,

What's more, he pulled out the inner lining of the lesbian, jumped on the stage, and held it high in a circle, as if what he had in his hand was not the lining, but the flag that was erected.

Crazy, rebellious, torn, confused, venting......

Now, it's all there.

Somewhere in the corner of the song hall away from the group of people, Yu Yanqiao held a cigarette between his fingers and slowly swallowed, as if he was watching a group of fanatics dancing, which felt quite novel, but that's all.

It can't be like this in this life! Yu Yanqiao thought so.

"I'm bored!"

Yu Feihong walked up to him and looked at the group of people in the same way, but in her eyes the group of people was boring.

"It's okay, anyway, people are the protagonists, and the film is made of their group, we are actually just an add-on, so as not to make this film too monotonous!"

Yu Yanqiao took a puff of cigarette, shrugged his shoulders, and glanced at the woman beside him with an orchid temperament.

She was quiet, quiet like a bookish young woman.

But she is scorching, like a glass of vodka, soft in the mouth, waiting in the heart, but full of style.

"It's not your first time acting, are you?"

"Well, I've been running a supporting role."

"Oh, I'll just say, it's smooth to play with you!"

"What about you?"

Yu Yanqiao threw away the cigarette butt and stepped on it, and said casually.

Yu Feihong put her arms together with both hands, felt a little cold, and said freely:

"Better luck than you, there are protagonists and supporting roles."

Except for directors in the system, such as Zhang Yuan, who are stragglers, they are generally non-professional actors looking for actors.

To put it nicely, let the character image be close to the character's temperament, but in fact, it is very poor, otherwise, you call an ordinary person and Marlon Brando to play the poor at the same time, and see who can be closer to the character's temperament.

In today's era, directors outside the system like Zhang Yuan are "ground rats" in the eyes of people, and those actors with professional backgrounds don't care about their recklessness at all.

Zhang Yuan and others are also "self-conscious", don't use it, don't use it, hey! I didn't expect them to find a "Avenue of Stars" by themselves.

It's just that this reputation! Hey, let's not talk about it.

Late at night and early in the morning.

Yu Yanqiao, who was sleeping on a pink sofa with a rotten smell, was suddenly woken up by Zhang Yuan.

"Boss Yu, get up and have a drink?"

Yu Yanqiao sat up, the corners of his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and glanced at the fat face with some flattery, but it was a little stiff.

Looking at his face, Zhang Yuan, who has never pleased anyone, is hunched at the moment, and Yu Yanqiao's heart suddenly burst into flames, and he said in a deep voice:

"If you have something to say, that B* face is wrinkled like a trumpet, who is scared in the middle of the night!"

Seeing Yu Yanqiao's attitude, Zhang Yuan straightened his waist suddenly, knowing that this little brother was not the boss, so he was estranged from his brothers.

That's nice! Zhang Yuan thought.

"It's nothing, it's just that Xiaoshuai tossed a script from March to now, and the filming funds have not been settled.

Now he has no money to pay the rent, so he runs around with a mattress on his back, and I asked him to come to me, but you don't know, don't look at the surface of this grandson, hehehe,

This girl is a strong seed, and she is dying, I think you haven't opened a restaurant now, look at your ......"

Zhang Yuan didn't continue, but the meaning was clear, it was nothing more than wanting Yu Yanqiao to help.

The times are turning upside down, and people's hearts are the same, it's okay to talk about feelings, but when it comes to money, I believe that too many people have encountered too many bad things.

Yu Yanqiao leaned back on the sofa, took out a cigarette and gave it to the other party, and said to himself:

"It's up to you, I'll take care of it."

Zhang Yuan is a stuffy person, not good at talking, and it is not easy to pull down his face to beg for his friends.

"Okay, you rest, I'm going to figure out the script!"

"The script of fart, you just shoot wherever you go!"

Yu Yanqiao saw that the generous back left upside down, and after smoking the cigarette between his fingers, he fell asleep, tomorrow's business will be tomorrow.

Go to bed.

……

Yu Yanqiao thinks that Zhang Yuan's film this time is nothing more than a carnival of a group of "rebellious" young people, and it has no meaning.

They bloom their youth as they like, and they will swallow the original "bitter fruit" after a few years, and only they know whether it is worth it or not.

At the end of the film, Yu Yanqiao thinks that Zhang Yuan has shown some "sincerity".

In ninety-two, Dou Wei left the Black Panther Band and formed the Dream Band.

In December of the same year, the "Black Panther" album of the same name was released in Hong Kong, attracting a piracy frenzy in the mainland.

"Don't Break My Heart" topped the Hong Kong commercial radio charts, and "No Place to Be Ashamed" and "Don't Spoil It" were also widely sung.

Dou Wei is like a new symbol that once again set off a wave in the rock circle and erected a new flag.

In the last three minutes of the film, Zhang Yuan invited Dou Wei to sing, which can be regarded as the end of this carnivalist movie.

At that time, Dou Wei had not yet become an immortal, and now he is still "still in his glory", with a pair of small eyes that are cold, and he frantically makes an unyielding cry to this world.

"My loneliness, my tears,

I show what I call

In my heart I realize,

……”

Yu Yanqiao in the audience actually couldn't hear what Dou Wei was singing clearly, he was like a drunk person, his body twisting like a snake.

Even in the back of the song, the neck muscles were bruised, and on the dim stage, those cold eyes whispered the lyrics that they couldn't hear clearly.

It's like a mountain stream "ghost" whispering in your ear.

"Click!"

In fact, Zhang Yuan didn't shout, because he was also squeezing in the crowd shaking his huge head.

Yu Yanqiao was self-ag in his heart, he entered the crew in a daze, and it ended in a daze, he felt that a film should not be like this.

Just as he didn't understand the "fire" hidden in the hearts of those young people, Zhang Yuan didn't seem to understand the "water" hidden in Yu Yanqiao's heart.

"It's time to calm down and think about yourself," Yu Yanqiao thought to himself.

……

(Thank you Mr. Single Dog for the starting coin)