On the stage, three teenagers played guitar and sang songs.

Off the stage, a group of people born after 2000 were shaking their heads as they listened, comparing their own lives while peeking into the lives of their predecessors.

There was also a group of people who were shaking their heads and reminiscing about their past.

It's amazing that a song can resonate with two generations.

In the live broadcast room, netizens also made wild comments.

A song really brings back too many memories and too many imaginations.

Some of the images in the lyrics are still vivid in my mind.

The endless flow of cars and trams is still flowing thirty years later.

That young girl will still be eighteen years and hundreds of months old thirty years later.

The patriotic fervor on the football field has been extinguished wave after wave.

The imported, assembled and imported original products have changed from TV refrigerators to computers and mobile phones.

Today's young people still smoke foreign cigarettes, drink foreign wine, eat foreign food, and still wear real and fake brand-name clothes.

Those who played thunderbolt have gone far away. There is something called hip-hop that is suddenly very trendy.

Learning a foreign language can still improve your status, but you really don’t have a Cantonese accent when you speak.

Holding the chin and not talking or laughing is not a new trick nowadays.

Coffee, Coke, shampoo and weight-loss pills are still a big market thirty years later.

Most of the red and green paper on the telephone poles has been cleaned up by the cleaning lady, and the palace secret recipe has been turned into a small advertisement on the Internet...

And starting from the past two years, my idols no longer come from Taiwan or Hong Kong.

But...

Those people on stage!

On the contrary, Taiwan and Hong Kong, Japan and South Korea, Southeast Asia and even Europe and the United States.

There are idols that many people like, but they have become those young people on the stage, who come from the mysterious and distant East.

In thirty years, many things have not changed, but also many things have changed.

Thirty years, one generation.

The faces off the stage changed again and again.

The faces on the stage also changed again and again.

But this song remains unchanged...

In the crowd, Fu Zhongliang danced his hands with everyone and shouted loudly.

Shouting and shouting, he suddenly stopped.

He turned around and looked behind him.

Behind him are a group of young and immature faces.

Just like myself thirty years ago.

At that moment, he felt like he suddenly woke up from a big dream and stood there in a daze.

It turns out that thirty years have passed.

It turns out that I am almost forty years old.

My son is already in his twenties, isn't he watching Ben Wu?

After thirty years of busy work, my achievements can dwarf most people on this planet.

Your own children are more promising than yourself.

But there was a trace of unwillingness in my heart.

If possible, I would like to do it again, and go back to those passionate years.

Then why?

Perhaps, men will remain children until they die.

Men don’t want to see themselves grow old.

Behind, in the faculty and staff sitting area, a group of old professors were sitting or standing quietly.

A song that is so happy, so cheerful, so playful, and so interesting.

But I don’t know why, it brings back their memories more than other songs.

It touches a detail deep in my heart that I have not recalled for a long time.

Those people, those things, that era.

That 20th century.

Twenty years have passed, and the 20th century has gone forever.

Fu Wenyao laughed loudly when he heard it, partly because 306/1 was his teammate, and partly because the song was indeed sung very well.

Smiling, he suddenly looked through the crowd and saw Fu Zhongliang who turned around.

The father and son looked at each other quietly.

It's like seeing thirty years ago and thirty years later.

Own.

Fu Zhongliang moved his lips, wanting to say something, but turned his head away.

On the stage, the lights are confusing.

The teenagers are singing:

"I'm flying around like a little bird

fly high

One day I flew to a

It’s a lively place~~

The dazzling colorful rotating stage

like a village in bloom

That car, tram, tram, car, bicycle

Flow like a river..."

The light gradually changed into a warm and dim color, like an old photo.

The young people on the stage lowered their heads and played the piano seriously. At that moment, the scene was no longer in the 21st century.

But it's a return to that passionate rock and roll era.

Backstage, many veteran rock musicians packed up their instruments and turned to look at the big screen.

Some musicians are already dazzled.

A singer in the school song competition who was waiting to go on stage suddenly said: "Don't tell me, this era style design competition is really interesting."

For people of their age, these songs from before they were born are actually of little interest.

I really have a lot of dissatisfaction with this "era style designation competition".

Especially singers who like newer styles of music, this is very unfair to them.

But this time I listened all the way and listened to the classic songs that are still sung in the streets and alleys and still appear in the program. They may have disappeared in the long river of history and have been dusty for a long time, but they have been revived.

The song is full of vitality, and there are also various thoughts in the heart.

"Okay, let us add a handful of firewood to this last century flame!"

Let the fire of rock and roll be fiercer!

Next to him, the old musician who had packed up his instruments and was about to leave the stage came over and patted him gently on the shoulder.

Then, he nodded, waved his hand, turned around, and strode out.

Let's go, go to the venue!

No matter how good the school song competition is, you still have to eat!

Hua Minyu, Tong Yu and 306/1, in the midfield, brought this performance to the climax again.

Although the order was slightly adjusted in the middle, the rhythm of the four teams taking turns on stage was basically maintained. Various styles, various instruments, and various singers made everyone dizzy.

306/1 got off the stage, changed his clothes, washed off his makeup, arranged his other musicians, and quickly ran to the front desk.

Wang Haixia walked to Gu Xiaobai's side, sat down like an uncle, put his arms around Gu Xiaobai's neck, and said proudly: "How is it? How is it? How is your singing? Do you feel that you are being raped?"

shocked?"

Who would have thought that as soon as he sat down, someone would poke him from behind: "Xiazi, you took my seat!"

Wang Haixia was just about to see who was bold enough to take his seat, when he turned around and saw Wen Xiaowen standing behind him.

Not to mention Wang Haixia, even Gu Xiaobai and Fu Wenyao were stunned: "Sister Xiaowen, didn't you go backstage to prepare for the stage?"

"My little brother in uniform is about to take the stage!" Wen Xiaowen's eyes twinkled with stars, "How could I miss it! Little hero, please get out of the way quickly, this is my throne!"

Backstage, the Wind and Waves Choir is preparing to take the stage.

He is wearing a white military uniform and has a straight figure.

Next to them, there were more musicians wearing military uniforms and playing various musical instruments.

The elevator slowly descended, and the title of the next song was already displayed on the big screen outside.

"Military Song Sing"!
Chapter completed!