Leader: "I also have a job on hand, you can't say much, you have to work a small shift at night-"

Guo Yun took a deep breath, "I'm on leave." ”

"What's wrong with taking leave, you didn't arrange your work before taking leave, who do you blame!"

He asked Guo Yun to give him the plan.

Guo Yun: "No. ”

"What did you say?!"

Guo Yun: "I said my mother was sick, I said I took leave, I said you can do it yourself, do it yourself!" Grass! ”

He hung up his phone.

This was the first time he lost his temper, but after he finished it, he did not have any comfort and joy, nor did he have any anxiety about offending the leader.

He carried a plastic bag into the hospital.

His mother sat in a chair outside the doctor's office, her stature shorter, no longer the mother who chased him three streets with a broom. She stared blankly at one place, and when he came over, she saw him and came back to her senses, and her eyes were colored.

He took the water out of the plastic bag and asked her mother to drink some water.

They are waiting for the results of the examination.

His mother said that there are many people in big cities, and it takes me to wait from the morning to the afternoon to get an inspection report and get the inspection report.

He smiled dryly.

He didn't sit down, he stood against the wall.

Before the examination, he felt that every second of waiting before the examination was tormenting, and he wanted to do the examination quickly, but the result came out quickly, and he quickly told him that his mother was fine, and he quickly put his heart in his stomach.

But now.

He was afraid of the results.

Minutes and seconds passed.

He felt a little depressed.

The person next to him was holding his mobile phone to watch the live broadcast, the live broadcast of "The Walker's Song", the picture of the band preparing was being broadcast, Guo Yun sounded very noisy, but he didn't speak, in this environment, who doesn't want to find something, put it into it, and distract it.

His mother also noticed it, looked back at him, pondered it and said, "Your fourth aunt said that Zhang Li will get married next month." ”

"Oh."

Guo Yun responded.

His mother still has to say, "My own business, I have to figure it out, and I-"

"Mom, I'm going out for a cigarette."

Guo Yun interrupted him.

His mom said, "Smoke less." ”

Guo Yun smiled, walked to the parking lot outside, lit a cigarette, and spit out the smoke ring, allowing the smoke ring to slowly dissipate in the air.

He thought that it would be nice if there were gods in the heavens, or maybe there were gods in the first place.

Oh, yes.

It's so wonderful in this world, if there were gods.

He flicked the ashes of his cigarette, took a cigarette from his case, lit it, and placed it on the edge of the flower bed to be smoked.

"The gods are above, keep my mother safe, really, please, if she is really fine, I will worship in the temple in the future."

He let the wind bring his prayers to the gods.

He thought it was self-defeating.

When he smoked one in the middle of the wind, his mobile phone rang, and the friend on the other end of the phone asked: "Zhang Li will get married next month, will you go?"

Guo Yun smoked the butt of his cigarette, "I'll talk about it then!" ”

He snuffed out his cigarette butt and got up and walked towards the hospital, his annoyance not going away with the wind, but more of it.

In the live broadcast room of "The Wayfarer's Song", the camera focused on the band.

The band prepared on the roof, An Yuan in the band, the newly joined dog and others looked back at a person, and an emaciated man walked out from behind them and slowly stood in front of the microphone.

He was half a hundred years old, and his hair was much grayer.

"Lao Qiu!"

In the small theater, I discussed with my friends the stone of the drama "Birdman", and I took the time to watch the live broadcast.

When he saw this man come out, he couldn't help but scream.

Lao Qiu's nickname, the most famous person who plays rock and roll, was originally ranked alongside Shuanglu Yichen, but because of illness, he slowly came out of the music scene, but his status in rock and roll is undoubted.

The director was emaciated, and it was clear at a glance that he had suffered a lot of pain.

Boss Li actually invited him out of this song.

The Commissioner turned back to the band and gestured.

The band goes into the music.

At the same time, a song message appears on the screen in the live broadcast room.

White Dove

Composer: Anonymous

Lyrics: Anonymous

Arranger: Li Yu.

The rockers came together to listen to it, and when the drum kit was added, they looked at each other and felt that the song was there, not that the melody of the song was complicated or how skillful it was, but that the momentum came up all of a sudden.

However, when the Commissioner spoke, he was not yet in shape.

He stopped.

An Yuan and the others also stopped, and when the director signaled to start again, the music started again.

This time, the Commissioner successfully picked it up.

"Ahead, there is no direction; O body, there is no garment; Blood, oozing wings......"

The camera moves from a very low position, magnifying the sky behind the commissioner, as if the commissioner is approaching the sky high, and his emaciated appearance and graying hair, like a dove, are flying, enduring his wounds, fleeing from the hunter's gun......

"Dear mother, dear friend, I will live a firm and good ......life" The director sang very emotionally, not very loudly, nor with special force, but it made people feel the incomparably firm and upward force, and the audience in the live broadcast room thought of his experience of resisting the disease, and was suddenly infected.

"Even though I have eternal wounds, at least I have the ...... to be free"

After Guo Yun returned to the hospital, listening to the singing of his brother's mobile phone next to him, he had a sense of courage, which made him less nervous and apprehensive, he stood in front of the machine, scanned the code, and waited for the machine to print the inspection results.

He glanced back at his mother, who was standing there, her eyes glancing towards the live broadcast room, trying to distract herself, but glancing at him again.

The machine spits out the inspection report.

Although Guo Yun is not a doctor, there are examination results on it, and he took a look.

And then—

The whole person is overjoyed!

It was as if someone had fished him out of the water in an instant, and all the pressure on his shoulders was suddenly emptied.

He looked back at his mother, waved his hand, wanted to speak, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Woo-woo-"

The singing voice in the live broadcast room of "The Walker's Song" by the people next to him became particularly good, making people want to fly in the song of hope.

Guo Yun and his mother did not leave, and listened quietly.

But it seems like the end of the song.

When Guo Yun was regretting, he suddenly found that the instrument did not stop, but it weakened, and then-

The drum beats.

The camera pans across the screen, and Li Qingning appears in the camera, her hand sprinkling a string of notes on the piano-

The coda piano solo that injects soul into this song sounds!

In an instant, Guo Yun seemed to be really flying in the air with a flock of white pigeons.

At that moment, all the upward forces, all the running, all the fearlessness in the predicament, all the unyielding cries that were not strong enough, not loud enough, not enough to vent in this song, all became doves that marched forward and flew freely in this finale.

The stone and the others, who were watching the live broadcast, couldn't help but stand up together.

Many people who are immersed in it, after hearing this magical finale, feel that their souls are carried away.

The camera revolves around Li Qingning.

The sun fell on Li Qingning's shoulder, casting a string of light and shadow on the piano. Her long ponytail, clean face, simple chain earrings, white neck, tall posture, and handsome white shirt all have a luster at this moment. Surrounded by the notes of the piano flying upwards like a dove, she became not only beautiful, but also incomparably handsome.

"Grass!"

Jiang Yang, who was watching, stood up, "This is my wife, my wife!" ”

He proudly announced to the whole crew.

Then, he asked Zhou Hao to get off work early, what to shoot, what to shoot, what to shoot, quickly drive him to the building, what fear of heights, he wants to fly!

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