The next day was a cloudy day, more suitable for fishing, in the morning Mingmei and her daughter were still sleeping, Yu Dongqing got up to pack up the fishing equipment, fishing rods, hooks, fishing lines, bait, fish floats...... Lin Lin planted a lot of them, packed them in rod bags and fish protection bags, all stuffed into the trunk of the trolley, and then wore sunscreen clothing, and drove straight to Shangzhuang Reservoir.

Shangzhuang is located in Shangzhuang Town, a northwestern suburb of Yanjing, close to the National Cuihu Wetland Park and about 30 kilometers away from the city. The reservoir area is curved and curved, with different widths and narrowness, and is the first choice for fishing enthusiasts.

Yu Dongqing drove to the fishing garden on the north bank of the agreed reservoir, publicized that they had arrived, and without saying a word, one person packed up his tools and found a place to start fishing.

The Shangzhuang Reservoir is very large, perhaps because of the lack of water in the capital, the wide lake makes people feel a little luxurious, the surroundings are very quiet, there is no noise of tourists, and even the fish can be heard clearly in the water.

Among the four people, Du Hui is a master of fishing, so he naturally doesn't stay with these rookies, so he chooses a quiet place early, puts the fishing line and fishing rod, and then puts on a sunhat like an old monk to sit down.

Liu Yimin and Zhang Yang's fishing level is a lot, don't look at Zhang Yang's most active but impatient person.

Yu Dongqing's level is also poor, it turns out that Yu Dongqing is not very interested in this activity, and the fishing tackle of more than 20,000 yuan has not been used several times, and dust has fallen on it.

Now Yu Dongqing is interested, but his level is really limited, and he only caught a small crucian carp after fishing for a long time.

The two like to get together, and it's fun to chat while fishing.

But today, Liu Yimin came over, sat beside Yu Dongqing with a small horse, put the fishing rod into the water, glanced at Yu Dongqing and said, "Holly, discuss something for you?"

"What's the matter?"

"Is the song "Love Song 1980" you wrote, can Zhang Wei sing it at the Midi Music Festival? This kid didn't dare to look for you, he looked for me several times yesterday, and he was annoyed to death. ”

"So persistent?" Yu Dongqing did not move, looking at the fish floating on the water.

"Let's be honest, Zhang Wei is the younger brother of a neighbor of mine, and I often saw him when I was a child. The lad has a good character. Liu Yimin continued.

"You also know that now the folk songs are in a recession, the most fundamental reason is that the singers can't come up with decent works, and you let them sing this song, and you should also contribute to the development of folk songs, ah?"

Yu Dongqing laughed when he heard this.

"Look at what you said, if I don't take it out, I'm sorry for the ballad..... Okay, I'll listen to you, but it can only be performed in this midi concert, not anywhere else, and you can't pay the copyright fee! ”

This?

Liu Yimin was stunned, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Do you think I'm too proud? Isn't it just a broken song, what's the big deal? Yu Dongqing smiled and continued: "Actually, I'm doing this for his good. ”

"Oh?"

"Originally, I didn't want to say this, but you said that Zhang Wei has something to do with you, so I'll just say it, I'm not optimistic about Zhang Wei's band."

"Why?"

"The positioning is not accurate, since you play folk songs, you sing honestly, and strive for some results, unlike them who will sing folk songs, pop, and want to play rock and roll for a while."

"What's more, Zhang Wei's voice is very suitable for singing folk songs, but it's a pity that the band's creative ability is average, and they can't write their own good songs.

Liu Yimin stared at the surface of the water, and after a while, he said to Yu Dongqing: "I have also said him several times, but he wants to be in a hurry to make some achievements, but I will definitely bring your words." ”

"Forget it, you still don't say it, no one likes to listen to our nagging."

"No, you are also for his good, you must say what you need to say." Liu Yimin was very resolute: "I'll call him now." ”

After speaking, Liu Yimin walked to the weeping willow not far away, took out his mobile phone and called.

After Liu Yimin left, Zhang Yang, who had not been angry, spoke quietly.

"Hey, Holly, do you know why Yimin is so enthusiastic about this?"

"Why?"

"Because, he has never forgotten our dream at the beginning, and he has an idea that he pins on Zhang Wei and them." Zhang Yang said leisurely.

Yu Dongqing was silent.

Of course, he remembered his youthful frivolity.

It was still in college, and the band they formed was well-known in the school, and once the four of them drank high and said in front of many classmates: Martin Luther once published the famous "I have a dream", and our youth band also has a dream that we must hold concerts and tour all over the country.

Hold high the banner of folk songs, one song for one city!

However, the reality is cruel.

When they get out of the ivory tower, they first face the pressure of life, and it is very expensive to start a band, let alone go on tour?

In just one year, the band announced its disbandment, and the four of them flew separately, only Yu Dongqing still insisted in the entertainment industry, but it was getting farther and farther away from the original dream.

Now that he suddenly heard Zhang Yang re-mention the old things, Yu Dongqing inevitably felt a little emotional.

As the lyrics of "Oldboy" say:

Life is like a ruthless knife that changes the way we look.

Do you wither before it blooms, I have dreams.....

Dreams are always out of reach, should I give up?

Lunch was done at the farmhouse, in the gazebo, spicy fish, red stewed rooster, four dishes of cold dishes, simple and affordable, and drank some beer, and talked about the madness in the backyard of the tavern the night before yesterday, Liu Yimin was still interested.

"Holly, when I hear that song you sing, it seems to go back to our past, those days are really nostalgic....."

After speaking, Liu Yimin hummed softly:

I made a small wish on a bright spring day

I hope to watch the sky with you in the gorgeous sunset

Ren Huaxiang gently closed her eyes on her cheeks

.....

......

Yu Dongqing heard it, it was a song created by everyone in the original university.

The name is "Wish"

"Come on, Yimin, what's the use of just recalling and sighing? Don't pin your hopes on others. Zhang Yang interrupted his humming, waved his hand and said loudly:

"When the buddy is happy, just reorganize our band, Yimin, you continue to play the drums, I play my guitar, Du Hui hits his keyboard, and Holly, just sing with his throat! Let's sing this from this "Love Song 1980"! Go on tour! Lao Tzu doesn't collect money, Lao Tzu sings in vain! ”

"It's easy for you to say it, don't talk about money, just a few of us, what about time?!" Du Hui sneered and interjected.

"Yimin wants to open his tavern, I want to take classes, publicize you, don't you care about your piano shop? Holly is busier, she has to go to work and take care of her daughter, who can take a break from it?! ”

"Grass!"

Zhang Yang couldn't help but curse after hearing this.

At the beginning, I had time but no money, but now I have a little money but no time.

The atmosphere was a bit dreary.

"I said buddies, don't be so discouraged, maybe one day, we will put aside all the trivial things and go crazy." Yu Dongqing took over the topic: "Life is not only about what is in front of you, but also about poetry and distant fields."