Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 224 222 "The Brother Sleeping on the Top Bunk"

He put down the beer glass in his hand, wiped his mouth with a napkin, then picked up the guitar that was set aside, and said:
"What Heizi said just now reminded me of those buddies in the dormitory when I was in college. There are eight people in our dormitory. To be honest, Liu Yimin and I are closely related now. The others have disappeared. To be honest, I really miss them. A song, listen to it."

After finishing speaking, Yu Dongqing plucked the strings and played the prelude.

When everyone thought he sang the song "To Youth", they found that it was not at all. Even Heizi, who was more familiar with his song, could recognize it.

Not the song "To Youth", but a new song!
brother who sleeps on my top bunk
silent you
the questions you asked me
now no one asks

give me cigarette brother
give me happy past

You always guess the coin in my hand wrong

Shake your head and say it's too mysterious
It turned out to be a school ballad?
Heizi realized that it was the campus folk songs that were popular when he was in college!
Unexpectedly, Yu Dongqing actually sang campus folk songs!
In recent years, folk songs have gradually become familiar to everyone from niche music, and more and more people have begun to like folk songs.But campus folk songs became popular in the streets and alleys of the country as early as 20 years ago.

It's a pity that the stories of fluffy white clothes on campus are unavoidably being pursued by businessmen for profit, and tainted with the smell of copper. The campus ballads of the glorious past have long since disappeared.

All that is left to you are memories.

Is the former boy in white clothes still looking around in the years; whether the youthful years of the past are still so bright and brilliant; he used to have ideal impulses and dreams;

Yu Dongqing was still singing quietly.

the girl you always talked about in those days
did she send you her headband

You said that whenever you look back at the red sunset

whenever you hear the evening bell again
The bits and pieces of the past will surge up
in your sad heart
Zhou Wei also stopped grilling, took off his apron, and stood aside to listen quietly.

He is also a person from that era. Compared with Juanjuan and the others, he has a deeper feeling, after all, that is the collective memory of their generation.

Yu Dongqing continued to sing.

"You asked me when I could go back together

Take a look at our residence halls and our past
Your words carved on the wall are still clear

Since then no one has been able to erase”

For a moment, everyone at the scene fell silent, not only the host and guests, but also the photographers on the side forgot their own jobs, and quietly listened to Yu Dongqing who was sitting on the chair singing softly.

Just one song.Juanjuan couldn't help clapping her hands, and Zhou Wei also raised her thumbs up.

Maybe only Yu Dongqing can sing the songs of that era?

Yu Dongqing smiled and cupped her fists to express her modesty, and took another big gulp of cold beer from the beer glass on the table.

Singing such a song and drinking such beer are a good match.

It's a pity that Yimin and the others are not around. If they were, it would feel better.

"Mr. Yu, your song is really nice." Juanjuan couldn't help but said, "This song was uploaded on the Internet, I want to download it and listen to it."

"I haven't composed the music yet, so it may take some time." Yu Dongqing smiled and said, "You like to listen to it too?"

"Of course! Although I haven't experienced your era, there is no time limit for good songs!"

Ah?
Heizi laughed secretly at the side.

Sure enough, he was called the song father, the folk song killer.

He even wrote a new song!
And it was a popular campus ballad more than 20 years ago!

This is a very good topic, Heizi said with a smile.

"Holly, your song reminds me of the popular campus ballad 20 years ago."

"Yeah." Zhou Wei also interjected: "At that time, everyone was holding a guitar, a 50 yuan red cotton guitar, sitting on the grass on the campus like a baby, playing and singing."

"Thinking back on that day, it seems like it was still yesterday." Zhou Wei finally sighed.

"However, few people are singing such songs now." Juanjuan also said.

"Because, campus folk songs are dead." Yu Dongqing said lightly.

"Dead?!" Juanjuan was surprised.

Heizi and Zhou Wei also looked at him.

Yu Dongqing was not in a hurry to answer, but looked at the two of them and asked back: "You said, didn't you?"

The two were silent.

Although folk songs are beginning to recover now, new folk songs, pseudo-folk songs, urban folk songs, independent folk songs, genetically modified folk songs, but there are no campus folk songs.

School ballads are dead.

"Holly, don't you still have you? The song "The Brother Sleeping on My Top Bunk" is so well written!" Heizi laughed.

"Can I carry the banner of campus folk songs by myself? You think too highly of me." Yu Dongqing smiled and shook her head.

"The most fundamental thing is that there is no soil for campus folk songs to flourish. Look at what college students are doing now?"

"Busy playing games, taking postgraduate entrance examinations, and looking for a job." Juanjuan said with a smile.

"Yes. Who would be listening to those romantic stories?" Yu Dongqing said again.

"I'm not serious about learning music like Juanjuan." Dawei, who was less talkative, also interjected at this time: "I have a classmate who used to form a band with me when we were in college. He has a very good voice. He used to be Winner of the "Top [-]" singer contest on our college campus."

"After graduation, we naturally went our separate ways. We majored in liberal arts, so it was even more difficult to find a job. But my classmate was quickly recruited by a large state-owned enterprise and given priority. Do you know what position he was assigned to?"

"What position?" Juanjuan turned to look at Dawei.

"Union because he can sing."

After hearing Dawei's words, everyone laughed.

"But you still insist on singing." Yu Dongqing said to Dawei.

"But we are no longer singing campus folk songs." Dawei said.

This era no longer needs to be gentle and reserved, all nostalgia and memories are just redundant narcissism.As said in "One Hundred Years of Solitude": "The past is all false, and memory is a road to no return."

For a true "campus ballad", a flash in the pan is the best ending.

The topic seems to be getting a little heavy.

Heizi is a master at mobilizing emotions, he immediately said with a smile:

"Actually, you don't have to be pessimistic. Any kind of music will prosper and decline one day, but it may also return to the public's view in some form. As long as there is music and universities, campus folk songs may not die. Maybe it will no longer be in white clothes. Katsuyuki appeared, but that was also a schoolyard folk song."

Everyone listened and nodded.

"Come on, let's sing Dongqing's song "To Youth", how about putting an end to this topic?"

"it is good!"

After the guitar prelude ended, the crowd began to sing:

His unruly face looks like it's getting late
Her washed hair is like a flame in her heart
The short carnival has lasted for a lifetime

A long farewell is a feast of youth
My winter night's hand is like a hot oath
Your twinkling eyes are like fragile beliefs

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