After entering the town, the car continued heading north. Soon the snow on the road became thicker and thicker, and the speed of the car suddenly slowed down. However, the snowy mountains and forests on both sides became even more refreshing.
After going around a few more turns, we finally stopped outside a two-story building in a village.
It's just that this small building looks more like a two-story warehouse, and the old-style ballroom is on the entire first floor.
Since the local temperature was already over 30 degrees below zero, there was almost no one on the streets here, and there was no dedicated parking lot outside the ballroom. The commercial vehicle parked against the thick snow that rattled. Come down.
The people who were always armed got out of the car, and the three of them, Lao Qi, were soon led by Feng Chuming to a room with white smoke rising from the roof.
Liu Qingshan and others were led into the ballroom by Chen Shuanzhu. The first thing they saw was the common decoration of ballrooms in the 1970s and 1980s, and traces of simplicity were everywhere.
The music playing in the speakers was also old songs from that era. With Liu Qingshan's eyesight, he didn't need to adapt to the light inside, and he immediately saw the figure dancing alone on the edge of the dance floor.
There were several pairs of middle-aged or old people dancing around him, but no one paid attention to him. He was the only one with his eyes closed in the dim light, intoxicated in his own dance.
Liu Qingshan felt a sudden sadness in his heart. He instantly felt a little bit similar to the old man. He silently looked at the figure dancing alone, as if he was surrounded by many figures, and she was elegant under his palm. skirt.
For twenty years, people here have become accustomed to the old man's slightly weird behavior, because behind it, there is a story that is sadder than sad.
He was expressing his lovesickness with dance steps. He always danced alone in the crowd, as if he had returned to that small warehouse and danced with the person he loved most.
He closed his eyes. Everything around him had nothing to do with him. Only he knew it. At that moment, he seemed to feel that his wife was beside him and never left.
At this time, Shi Hui came to Liu Qingshan quietly and said, "Let me go over and talk to him. Lao Qi just sent me a message. This old man is easy to communicate with and never hides his heart and past from others." , and wouldn’t mind sharing the story of him and his wife with others.”
Liu Qingshan nodded silently and watched Shi Hui dance towards the old man, but there was no joy in his heart that he could complete the task ahead of time.
Because at this moment, he suddenly understood and understood that a man, in mourning for his deceased wife, slowly transformed himself into her likeness, walking through the dance hall. Maybe there, he could always find traces of the existence of his beloved. .
Behind the figure of this old man are crushed feelings. His dancing at this time will surely impress countless people. It is not because of how advanced the dance he dances is, but because what he dances is the true love in the world and the world. of loneliness.
The old man was not born alone. He had relatives around him, and there was also a Kang with whom he loved each other. However, a fire on May 6, 1987 took away his partner forever.
He had no children and never remarried, and they continued to dance their favorite dance ever since.
When they were in love, they often slipped into the warehouse full of debris and danced with the dust under the illumination of the flashlight. The love at that time was simple and beautiful.
Later, the two got married, but they separated due to a fire. The fire fell from the sky, and accompanied by the blazing wind, the tree crown rolled up a ball of fire, rolling down in Mohe County.
The flames soared into the sky and took away 211 lives, including his wife. The old man lost his lover forever.
Whenever night falls, the old man will dance alone in the center of the dance floor, dancing awkwardly and restrainedly, as if he is still living in that small warehouse.
The old man's undying love for his wife deserves respect, because even the changes of the times and the ever-accelerating pace of life cannot block the eternity of love, and because there are always people who only love one person in their life.
Even if we can no longer embrace each other in this life, we will still love each other silently in our own way.
Their love may really cross the sea of time and reach the original appearance of each other in memory, and they can embrace each other across time and space.
No matter how far apart we are, there is someone who will always remember you. Even if there is no response, you are still willing to think about the person you have always loved in your heart.
On that day, Shi Hui talked with the old man for a long time, but the old man did not feel sad as he imagined during the exchange. On the contrary, Shi Hui, the observer, was constantly wiping tears, and his shoulders twitched from time to time, even in the dim light. Can't live.
Liu Qingshan did not step forward, but sat silently in the corner and watched until he rushed back to the small airport in Mohe that night and boarded the latest flight to Harbin.
The three-person camera team still chose to stay in Mohe. They said they had a deeper understanding and more video materials.
Shi Hui also pulled Tu Haoqian to stay, and no one could change her decision.
As expected, Liu Qingshan returned alone. He didn't even go out of the Harbin airport and waited for two hours before boarding the flight to Kyoto.
Only the passengers on the plane recognized him along the way, and he didn't know how many times he signed his name or kept his smiling face for how long.
It was already afternoon when we rushed back to Kyoto, and Jin Xishan actually came to pick her up in person: "I talked to Shi Hui Nanizi on the phone, and it sounded like she was very excited."
So Liu Qingshan told her what he heard and saw. As expected, Jin Xishan fell into inexplicable sadness for a long time afterwards.
They stayed in Sanrenlu that day, and the next day the two of them went directly to the National Television Office Building in time for work.
As soon as he arrived at the floor where the General Department was located, he saw Kong Aolin walking quickly to greet him from a distance.
This person is not only the director of the comprehensive department of the National Television Large Program Center, but also one of the directors of this year’s Spring Festival Gala program team.
Liu Qingshan and he are old acquaintances and have had in-depth exchanges with him during performances overseas, so this meeting was like old friends with a touch of excitement and enthusiasm.
"How dare Minister Kong Da of Labor come out to receive it in person? I'm a little flattered!"
Unexpectedly, Kong Aolin ignored Liu Qingshan's semi-ridiculous enthusiasm, but directly bypassed him and gave Jin Xishan a big hug.
He is more familiar with Jin Xishan because the latter has performed more overseas and had more contacts while traveling around various places during that period.
"Xishan, I watched you and your girl group's rehearsal yesterday. In the subsequent internal meeting, the leaders also spoke highly of it. Unlike this kid, first of all, there is a problem of disrespect in attitude. Seeing that the distance between the Spring Festival Gala It’s been less than a month, and I just showed my face today!”
After saying this, he looked at Liu Qingshan: "So far, you still have a song that has not been implemented. Director Zhang raised this matter at yesterday's meeting. If you don't come today, I will look for you!"
Liu Qingshan rolled his eyes at him pretending to be disgusted, and just smiled and said hello to the National Television employees who gathered around him.
"Yeah, my enthusiasm with you is too obvious, making this kid a little jealous!"
Jin Xishan covered his mouth and smiled and said, "It's because you wrongly accused him. Do you know why he came here? He just got off the plane yesterday and rushed back from the Northeast to find material for the new Spring Festival Gala song!"
Kong Aolin's expression immediately became much more enthusiastic. He took Liu Qingshan's hand and walked into the office. He did not forget to drive away more and more staff members: "Go, go, go, you are all busy with your own business. It's okay." If you do, go downstairs and clear the snow!"
There was a heavy snowfall in Kyoto the day before yesterday. It was a rare two days and two nights in ten years. The thick snow on the road was almost as thick as the Mohe we just visited.
Liu Qingshan entered the office and sat down: "Find some good tea to drink. I ate breakfast in a hurry and didn't even have time to drink water!"
Kong Aolin didn't dare to neglect: "Hurry up and brew the new Longjing tea that the director gave me. Today's guest is our little ancestor, so we can't afford to offend!"
Jin Xishan smiled and handed him a program planning document: "Shanzi compiled this overnight. I have watched it. It has a bit of a musical flavor, and the story background in it must be liked by the leaders of your station! "
When it came time to do business, Kong Aolin immediately became serious, lowered his head and quickly entered a state of immersion.
Liu Qingshan didn't say anything, and just stared at this man, waiting for his reaction.
Sure enough, Kong Aolin's eyebrows became more and more moved, and his expressions of surprise and shock became more and more vivid.
Not long after, he stood up after slapping his thigh: "The project is definitely a good project, it has deep social significance, and it can also show the profound humanistic sentiments of our country! The story is so touching that I can hardly bear it. It made me cry, but the songs created around it need to be listened to in advance!”
Jin Xishan immediately took out his mobile phone, which contained the original version of Liu Qingshan's guitar accompaniment last night: "If there are no problems with the lyrics and music, I plan to record the official version at your place this morning!"
Kong Aolin did not answer, but stood and listened, his face expression getting darker and darker.
Before the song was even halfway through, his eyes were already slightly wet: "It sounds so damn good, I can't help but curse. It sounds good, but it's just too torturous. Thanks to my strong will, if it had been someone else I have been crying for a long time!"
Liu Qingshan curled his lips: "You are already scolding! This is just the initial version. I will add some unprofessional female chorus to it. Just find a few of your employees. You don't need to have a particularly good voice, but you can't be tone deaf either. .”
"Eh? This design of yours is invincible. The more professional the harmonies are, the more professional the harmonies are, but it doesn't show that this song is more deeply rooted in people's hearts and unforgettable! But this matter is not urgent. I will take you two to find Director Zhang first. It is better to have his Opinion is the main thing, he is the one who has the most troubles, and he also speaks the most when I urge you! Zhang Li, take the tea directly to Director Zhang's room in a while, and we will sit there for a while. "
