Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry Chapter 1177

Remember [New] in a second! Chapter 1177 "An Invitation of Time"

A string of piano sounds flowed out like a stream, the sound of the piano was simple and clean, like ringing bells, crisp and yet powerful.

What a catchy melody...! Li Yunshu's hand, which was still unpacking the snacks, stopped for an instant, and stopped making any rattling noises.

The repeated notes are strong and powerful, and the cool gray-blue tone covers the entire screen. The protagonist walks from the side of the screen. He is wearing a dark black beret at an angle, and his light golden hair is slightly curled, freely flowing at the bottom of the cap. The ground is raised, neutralizing the sharp-edged facial contours and deep facial features.

The moving close-up shot is fleeting, and in just a second or two, people will deeply remember the pair of blue eyes full of exploration and curiosity, but also vigilant and cautious.

The hem of the coffee-colored windbreaker swayed with the footsteps, and the short boots stepped on the concrete floor with a thin layer of gray. The young and handsome explorer glanced at the surrounding environment. The dust floating in the air was slightly crystal clear under the silver-blue moonlight. Decorated with old graffiti, faded posters, discarded equipment and antique furniture.

The wooden display racks were broken and cracked, and gray bottles, jars, and jewelry boxes were piled up irregularly, entangled by spider webs. The dusty doll is curled up in the corner, the long band of indeterminate color blocks the play button of the old-fashioned Walkman, the dusty dinner plate is filled with messy ornaments, and the necklace, bracelet and pendant are tangled up.

The loop composed of piano and strings is still going on, it is loud and ethereal, but it makes this mysterious warehouse more and more full of heavy silence.

The ancient box is quietly watching the protagonist's back in the corner. He seems to have found the target. He leans over and pushes away the probe on the turntable of the record player. in hand.

The metal chain fell down, and what lay in the palm of the man was a pocket watch. The foldable cover was inlaid with small and delicate gems, and the dust was like a coloring brush, filling up the complicated patterns around the gems one by one.

The explorer presses a button.

The gold pocket watch was opened suddenly, and the broken dial flowed brightly, and the hands of the two clock dials started to rotate counterclockwise at the same time.

The brilliance is in full bloom, engulfing the figure of the protagonist.

The screen switched instantly, and the deep bass and strong drums suddenly joined the piano melody, like a heavy object falling into the water, causing surging water splashes. In the dynamic rhythm, a young man with blond hair and blue eyes is striding forward. His dark beret and coffee-colored windbreaker have disappeared, replaced by a large printed T-shirt, cropped denim pants with contrasting colors, and Low-top canvas shoes, from light luxury elegance to street fashion.

It was noon, and the dense crowd was chatting and laughing, rushing past the camera. When he came back to his senses, the curly-haired young man changed clothes, a baseball cap hastily buttoned on top of his head, a loose sports suit and sneakers were casual, he trotted a few steps against the sun, and retreated a second before colliding with the bicycle. Turned around in the second half step.

After turning around, the bright-colored wide-shouldered casual suit replaced the sportswear, showing off the figure just right, and the shirt with exaggerated and bold patterns was full of presence. The neckline with two buttons was unbuttoned to reveal a cyan tattoo that spread from the collarbone to the neck.

The protagonist walks forward slightly with his hands in his pockets and stops at the intersection. When the traffic lights switch, a round retro car passes by, covering one another, the street scene changes, the neon advertising lights fade into handwritten signs, the protagonist is still standing on the side of the street, but he has short golden brown curly hair and a high nose bridge Wear it with sunglasses, a printed shirt over a bomber jacket and baggy jeans.

The man with the appearance of a tough guy didn't stop walking, his long legs were striding forward, his back was straight, his steps were smooth and rhythmic, which complemented the passionate music.

The camera follows him all the way across the road and the street corner. The graffiti walls briefly block the audience's sight. In the blink of an eye, the scene changes again. The sea breeze is wrapped in a hint of salty smell. Navy shirt with short sleeves and straight-leg cargo pants. The wheat-colored skin formed by the wind and the sun has rough texture, the man's chest and back muscles are full, and his bare arms are tattooed. He strode through the crowd in twos and threes with big strides, and stepped on the deck with a pair of work boots.

The wind blows the sails, the ship shakes, and the mast sways across the screen from right to left, pushing away the warm colors like paint. Under the soft halo, the sailboat is gone. The black flat-topped wide-brimmed top hat is covered on the protagonist's meticulously combed blond hair. The slim-fit suit and narrow-leg pants wrap his white skin. The suit has shoulder pads to emphasize the back line. The shirt A striped narrow tie is worn at the neckline, and brown leather shoes are classic in style.

This elite person carrying a long-handled umbrella and briefcase stepped up the steps and walked into the company. The load-bearing column blocked his silhouette. When he reappeared, there was no trace of the office around him. A gentleman in a tuxedo held The tortoiseshell rosewood walking stick calmly passes the arched single seat and the curved sofa, and the black nubuck leather shoes stand on the carpet with simple and abstract patterns.

Just at this time, the undulating melody ushered in the end after the climax like a tide, and the piano sound throughout continued the charming loop of the passage, which gradually became lighter and weaker under the embellishment of the electric guitar.

Li Yunshu and her boyfriend slowly closed their mouths that opened wide at some point.

"Damn, so handsome." The boyfriend murmured unconsciously.

This is a time traveler's drag show!

The protagonist played by Qin Jue is moving forward, but the times are going backwards. The characters and time are reversed. The screen uses silky transitions such as crowds, vehicles, buildings, etc. to forge the effect of a long shot in one go. One turning mirror is A set of new looks, different scenes and tones change naturally, Qin is definitely not a model's pace is better than a model's pace, and it keeps the whole process flowing, without any rigidity.

This lens, this shape, this atmosphere, this seeming force...

It's fully loaded!

In just a short period of time, both the music and the costumes were full of information, firmly grasping the audience's attention. Li Yunshu and the two didn't even realize that the commercial had only lasted for more than a minute.

Just when the two thought the video was over and were about to have a lively discussion, the gentleman in the tuxedo on the screen moved gracefully to the mirror, and straightened the front single-breasted buttons and pointed lapels of the clothes in front of the mirror.

The piano sounds again, different from just now, this melody is soft and lyrical, like a bouquet of lightly fragrant flowers, like trickling rain, with a lingering romance.

The gentleman held the metal carved handle and pulled the drawer open. A bottle of perfume is like red wine in an ice bucket, leaning on the red velvet cushion, the round bottle body is simple and elegant, the smooth glass makes the color of the liquid clearly visible, and the silver-plated decoration lingering at the bottom creates a smoky effect. Noble and mysterious.

The black quartz crystal cap is engraved with a delicate curlicue treble clef, which echoes the Rhapsody Jazz on the bottle. The gentleman unbuttoned the sapphire cuff buttons, pulled up his sleeves a little, and unscrewed the bottle cap. The fine mist was sprinkled on the inside of his wrist, and he clicked as far as he could, with the wrists of both hands touching, and then raised his right hand.

The person in the mirror tilted his head slightly, and his perfumed wrist gently covered the skin on the side of his neck. His movements were refined and elegant, with a personable demeanor, exuding an indescribable restrained **** appeal.

The perfume bottle, which is slightly smaller than a palm, reflects the back of the gentleman turning away. Suddenly, the picture rotates, and it falls from the cabinet.

Slow motion came, the treble clef on the bottle cap shone with blue streamer, and the glass bottle and the liquid inside were crystal clear and shining.

The slender fingers caught the perfume bottle, and the scene changed quietly. The spacious and bright space and a large number of display cabinets imperceptibly indicated that this was a modern storefront. The freckled girl in a high-necked thin shirt and with brown hair tied into a ball head winked. With blue eyes, he looked curiously at the perfume in his hand.

Wait...Brother Jue? No, this is a girl... Brother Jue's younger sister? twin? Otherwise, why do they look exactly the same?

The appearance of the freckled girl was so familiar, Li Yunshu suddenly froze and fell into confusion.

At this time, the delicate and clear female voice sang affectionately with the rising melody.

"One, step, closer..."

(come a little closer)

There was a short gap, and a hand with a sapphire cufflink on the cuff stretched out, and together with the round perfume bottle, it gently covered the freckled girl's palm.

The girl looked up in surprise, and the background was blurred at this moment. She met a pair of blue eyes, and a gentleman in a tuxedo who did not belong to the current era stood in front of her and looked at her.

The string ensemble played suddenly, and the singer's affectionate voice became deeper and firmer.

"I have died every day waiting for you."

(I've spent my whole life waiting for you)

"Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years..."

(My dear, don't be timid, my love for you has passed the test of thousands of years)

The moving camera is gentle, the face of the girl with freckles looking up, the gentleman in tuxedo with his head slightly lowered, time seems to be frozen at this moment, a bottle of perfume spans time and space, it is accidental or inevitable, binding the two together.

"I love you for a thousand and more..."

(I love you beyond the millennium)

The highly contagious singing pushes up the emotional wave layer by layer, like a lingering kiss in a love movie, like love at first sight in a romantic story, the two people facing each other are wrapped in a strong romantic atmosphere, and their eyes weave endless warmth and tenderness .

The pictures are beautiful and the plot is simple and easy to understand. Li Yunshu and her boyfriend unconsciously reveal a look of yearning and empathy.

The silky sound of the violin drew down the curtain, and the picture changed, and the freckled girl was standing in front of the cashier counter, carefully holding the hard-shell paper bag containing the perfume.

She walked towards the door, and the medium and close shots showed more information: the girl was wearing a long skirt on her lower body and was carrying a messenger bag. This shop not only sold perfume collections, but also a lot of jewelry and clothes, which were properly placed. Store in a glass display case.

The music sounded quietly, from weak to crescendo, the tune obviously became cheerful and bright, with a more modern style.

The freckled girl who was about to walk out of the store suddenly stopped and turned to the tall and elegant display cabinet by the door.

High boots that look like military uniforms, high-waisted breeches, mutton-sleeved jacket, top hat... This is a set of riding clothes from the last century.

The girl with freckles subconsciously fumbled for the shoulder bag at her waist, where a pony doll was hanging. It was cute in shape, with fine stitching, and a little wear and fading hinted at the traces of time.

The moment the girl's fingertips touched the doll, a soft light filter appeared with memories. The gray-haired grandmother smiled kindly, and the little girl with brown hair and blue eyes sat on the floor and took it from the grandmother's hand with a smile. Brand new pony doll.

"Haha, hahaha..."

In the laughter of children, the six or seven-year-old girl is holding the pony and moving forward, simulating the appearance of a galloping horse. In the next second, the head of the puppet horse in the close-up suddenly transformed into a majestic horse!

"And every night my mind dis running around her."

(every night my thoughts are occupied by her)

The riding suit in the glass display case no longer stays on the dummy model, it firmly wraps the young woman's body, gallops with her on the majestic horseback, and breaks through the gate of the banquet hall.

"Thunder"sgettinglouderandlouder."

(She stirs up waves in my heart, it becomes harder to hide)

The dense sound of horseshoes clattering, and the laughter of the little granddaughter playing house, once upon a time was the heroic figure in the grandma's personal experience.

Faster, faster!

The round-toed high boots stepped on the stirrups firmly, and the long brown hair was like a waterfall under the silk top hat with a yellow ribbon. The woman held the rein tightly with both hands, and rode the horse through the spacious corridor, from the wide and solemn marble steps outside the palace. Fly down!

"Babyyou"relikelightninginabottle."

(Honey, you're like the lightning in this bottle)

The heroic rider lowered his body and galloped past the fountain pool. His whip was crisp and there was a sound of cracking the sky. The dragon horse under his crotch raised its hooves in the wind. The rider rose and fell, and the wind was blowing behind his ears.

"I can"tlet you go now that I got it."

(I can't let you go easily, because I know deeply)

The mane of the tall horse fluttered with the wind, smooth and elegant like flowing satin, and the woman with a smile on her lips became taller and taller, galloping forward in the howling wind like piercing the clouds and chasing the moon.

"Andall Inee distobe..."

(all I need is)

Courtyards, streets, forest roads... The woman's eyes are as blue as the sky, full of joy and wildness. She doesn't stop for a moment, and the surrounding scenery flies backwards until the golden sun shines on the vast green grassland. The grass was flying, the woman pinched her waist and hips, and suddenly pulled up the reins with both hands, the horse neighed, and a pair of front hooves raised dust from the broken grass, and leaped high.

"Struck by your electric LOVE—!"

(Falling in your love)

Under the scorching sun, the rider and the horse are integrated, and the figure is outlined by light and shadow with solid lines and a tall and straight outline. When the singing was approaching the climax, she opened her hands suddenly, facing the sun and embracing infinite freedom!

"Handsome ah ah ah ah!"

Li Yunshu and her boyfriend couldn't help screaming at the same time, the scene in front of them was full of pride and joy rushing across the screen, making people dazzled and fascinated.

"...Wait, so it's really Brother Jue himself?!"

The scene of chasing horses gradually overlapped with the scenes in "Fei Yan". Li Yunshu stared at the curvaceous chest of the female rider uncontrollably.

However, before she recovered from the shock and confusion, a gust of wind blew away the woman's top hat, and her long brown hair was blown away by the wind, fluttering in the air.

The camera follows the top hat, which is similar to the previous perfume bottle. It travels through the cracks of time and space. Between a mass of oaky red hair.

"Huh?"

Li Yunshu and the two were taken aback for a moment, only to realize that this was another change of scene.

The redhead stood up from her dressing table, her evening gown, fringed and sequined, with a wavy skirt.

The completely different face and a pair of jade-like emerald green eyes made Li Yunshu dizzy again. It was obvious that this lady was not Qin Jue.

What the **** is going on...?

The red-haired woman tilted her head sideways, and adjusted the hairband that was a little old but more elegant in the mirror. Then she stood up, and when she opened the door, she raised her hand to cover her mouth in surprise.

Outside, a man in a black suit knelt on one knee and waited outside for an unknown amount of time. At this moment, he raised his head, his blue eyes were full of affection, and he opened the gift box inlaid with gold with both hands. A diamond ring surrounded by precious stones and broken diamonds shone luxuriously. of light.

The woman's other hand was also lifted up, and she covered the lower half of her face with both hands, tears condensed into the corners of her eyes.

She stretched out her hand to accept his courtship, and the ring that was gently put on the finger by the man was continuously enlarged on the screen, and the diamonds and gemstones were seamlessly transformed into hall lights.

"The Blue Danube Waltz" was played, and the happy lovers embraced and entered the dance floor, dancing gracefully.

"Hey, why did Brother Jue turn back into a man?...Uh, no, he was originally a man...but..."

Li Yunshu was dizzy, his eyes turned into two coils of mosquito coils.

The waltzing man and woman rotate gracefully, the colors gradually fade from the picture, and a black and white photo will forever leave the figure of the two dancing together.

The lens is zoomed out, and the black and white photos with a sense of age are placed in the photo frame. No matter how far the lens is, the entire photo wall shows the whole picture.

The young boy sat on the ground with a head of messy blond hair. At first glance, he looked indistinguishable from today's youth. He wore a loose T-shirt and army green wide-leg pants, but the retro brass glasses frames and exquisite workmanship His mechanical watch fully reveals his preferences, and he wears over-ear wired headphones on his head, and the end of the transmission line is connected to the old-fashioned Walkman in his hand.

Click, click... The boy played with the old Walkman with great interest, and occasionally pushed his glasses with his hands.

Press the play button, the sound of electric guitar and synthesizer came, and the psychedelic electronic music made the boy squint his eyes and move to the beat.

He was immersed in the magical melody, and it took a few seconds before he realized that the room he was in was unconsciously covered with a deep color like a cosmic nebula. Wrap him in it, like the turbulent flow of time and space, magical and irregular.

The bright electric guitar monophony continues, together with the sound effects of the synthesizer to form a brainwashing dance rhythm. Under the strong drumbeat, the blonde boy in the center of the screen is like a character in a dress-up game. Change, sometimes a single-breasted suit, sometimes a slim suit with a spotted bow tie, sometimes a shirt with a lace neckline and baggy jeans.

He was dizzy and tried to reach out his hand to stop the cross-dressing prank, but the moving gestures became one pose after another, not only men's clothing from various periods appeared on him, but more women's clothing also joined in.

In this beat, his blond hair is shoulder-length, and a miniskirt is under a loose-cut blouse; in the next beat, his hair is slightly curled at the end, and the printed dress swings in an elegant and playful arc in the rotation; in the second eight beats, The small round neck polka dot mid-waist tutu and the curvature of the chest shocked him; in the third eight beats, he (or she) pulled the hem of the shift dress in surprise, looked up in confusion and curiosity. Roll up the sleeves to see the embroidered design above.

Clothes may be new or old, gender may be male or female, shape may be delicate or simple, style may be serious or lively... The large-scale drag show will be presented in a faster and more interesting form in a very short period of time. It is despicable to take advantage of the audience's inattention, and stuff all kinds of random outfits with the characteristics of the times into their minds.

Finally, the blond-haired young man was overwhelmed and fell back in a daze. The surrounding environment seemed to be a hole punched out by his body, spreading outward like ripples. The turbulent flow of time and space was no longer there, only the neon light **** were changing and flickering , the music played by the Walkman just now blends into the new scene without any sense of disobedience—this is a discotheque.

The nearby crowd closed their eyes and raised their hands, swaying and dancing. The boy rested his head and stared blankly.

At this time, his upper body was a camisole with bright graffiti printed on it. The tight chest and abdomen lines and strong arms can be seen at a glance. The multi-layer strap necklace and silver pendant wrapped around the neck add a bit of publicity. As far as this outfit is concerned, he doesn't have the slightest dissonance with the ballroom.

A slender figure is walking, high-waisted leather pants wrap the hot body, metallic off-shoulder top and exaggerated leather accessories make people unforgettable.

The glamorous redhead reached out to lift up the misty young men, who joined the crowd, writhing to the beat of drums under the twinkling colored lights.

The camera repeatedly flashed the red-haired woman's smile, and the boy who was immersed in the music and dancing gradually became fascinated. They looked at each other, rhythmically, and their feelings became warmer.

"Ifeelmyheartbeating, Ifelmyheartunderneathmyskin."

(I can feel my heart beating and my blood flowing under every inch of my skin)

"Ifeel my heartbeating, oh you make me feel.."

(I can feel my heart beating, you make me feel it)

"Like I" mALIVE again! "

(if new)

The clear and full voice seemed to be a natural match for this dynamic tune. The blond young man hugged the red-haired girl's waist and walked towards a dark and deserted corner.

"Oops...!" The plot was caught off guard by Xiangyan, and Li Yunshu honestly showed excitement.

", tomeshe"dsay."

(Bloom your charm on me, she said)

The distance between the two gets closer and closer, becoming more and more ambiguous. The young man's strap necklace dangled, and below him his chest heaved in shortness of breath.

"Everything you want"sad reamaway."

(Everything you want is no longer a dream)

The redhead's green eyes reflected his drunken face, and her red lips approached, ready to exchange warm breaths with him.

"Under this pressure, under this weight."

(under such strong pressure)

The expression of the blond youth was intoxicated with anticipation, mixed with shyness and nervousness. His eyes moved down unconsciously, and the camera simulated the gaze of a boy. The woman's leather neck ring was getting closer and closer in the picture, and the bright rubies embedded in it were shining brightly under the constantly rotating rainbow ball curtain.

"Weare diamond staking shape!"

(We are shining like diamonds being cut)

The chorus is like a signal flare, pulling out a long smoke to divide the scene. The close-up turns in and out, the ruby ​​in the neck ring is embedded in the upper middle of the egg-shaped ornament, the discotheque and the rhythmic dance music disappear together, the blue-eyed young man stretches out his hand to cover his forehead, and his vision returns to clarity after a while.

He was seated at a solid wood dining table, facing an elaborately carved chair, the silverware, china and glassware on the table all showed elegance and preciousness. The exquisite reliefs and chandeliers on the ceiling, the bordered hand-painted murals on the walls, the oil paintings on the walls and the fireplace are simple, gorgeous and harmonious, and the furniture carved with complicated patterns is arranged in a patchwork order to create a luxurious and elegant atmosphere. atmosphere.

As soon as the beautiful and smooth melody and the unique female voice sound, the listener will feel the unique and strong Frans style.

Seemingly aware of the approaching figure, the young man turned his head to look.

A fair-haired lady walked gracefully and gracefully with her skirt, walking not far away.

She wore a low-cut, ruffled gown with plenty of lace trim, and her blue eyes were hidden behind a fine mesh veil under a small top hat.

Li Yunshu's expression at this moment is exactly the same as that of the young man on the screen.

She stared blankly at this classical lady taking a seat on the empty chair opposite, feeling as if she was also involved in the turbulent flow of time and space, her mind was confused and she lost the most basic thinking ability.

This, this... Qin Jue?

Qin Jue? ? ?

Same hair color, same eye color, same face.

Different times, different costumes, different genders.

Li Yunshu watched in disbelief as the two "Qin Jue" had dinner face to face. The female voice in the background music was exquisite and mellow. Simple and affectionate.

The memory goes back to the meeting between the gentleman in the tuxedo and the girl with freckles across time and space a moment ago. Li Yunshu couldn't help wondering, the two in the picture...what kind of relationship is it?

The blond-haired young man seemed to have the same question as her. His eyes rolled around, and he frequently cast searching glances at the lady opposite him during the meal.

The lady just looked back with a smile and said nothing.

The lingering singing continued, and the young man's modern clothes were incompatible with this private dining room. For a moment, he hesitated to put down the silver knife and fork, and tentatively raised his wine glass to greet the lady.

The lady pursed her lips and smiled, and raised her glass forward.

The two clinked glasses, and there was a "ding", and the rim of the glass collided with a crisp and pleasant sound.

Where the wine glasses touch, the picture is continuously enlarged, and the slight deformation effect is just like the scene presented in the divination crystal ball. The video transitioned again, and in a blink of an eye, the camisole and strap necklace of the blond youth were replaced by a neat shirt and sweater.

Dressed as a modern college student, he sat on a bench outside the library in a trance, with two or three books introducing the Victorian era on his lap.

After a while, the young man stretched out his hand, a string of necklaces fell from his fingertips, and the bronze round pendant opened.

He raised his head slightly, staring at the old photo of the lady in the lace dress in the pendant, his eyes full of memories and doubts, as if he was confirming whether this was himself in the previous life or which one of his ancestors.

At this time, another pendant suddenly hung down.

The young man looked at it in surprise, and his expression froze in a strange way - standing in front of him was a red-haired girl with emerald-like green eyes, who was leaning over slightly at this moment, blocking it with her pendant as if mischievous. his.

The blond young man stretched out his hand and held two pendants of similar styles in his palm.

He saw another old photo. The gentleman in the photo was solemn, with thick red hair, just like himself and the lady. The gentleman and the girl in front of him were very similar, as if... they were the same soul of different ages and genders.

Soft string music spreads.

Like a green leaf swirling towards the clear sky, or like a branch deeply rooted in the blue sea, the two looked at each other and made love at first glance.

"Wisemansay, onlyfoolsrushin."

(A wise man once said that only fools fall in love)

"But I can"help falling in love with you."

(But I still can't help falling in love with you)

The magnetic and warm male voice is both singing and telling, expressing delicate emotions.

The camera moves to the blue sky, and when it falls slowly, the grown-up young man and the girl are already holding hands, wearing a pair of engagement rings, and the exchange of eyes is full of affection, just like a pair of loving couple who are about to enter marriage couple.

The picture transitioned softly, an old hand tremblingly opened the wedding invitation letter printed with "To Grandparents" on the cover, fingers caressing the photos of the newlyweds.

The gray-haired grandfather looked at the invitation over and over again, and then took off the necklace around his neck, where a simple key hung.

Leaning on crutches, he came to the deepest room on the second floor.

Opening the door, a huge wedding photo came into view, followed by row after row of photo frames, which contained everything about the young grandmother, who passed away in her most beautiful years in her early years.

The furnishings in the room silently told the sweet love of the couple in the past, and a touch of nostalgia and sadness climbed up the grandfather's no longer young face.

"Shall I stay, would it beasin."

(Is it a sin if I choose to stay)

"If I can"help falling in love with you..."

(If I really can't help falling in love with you)

Grandfather took a deep look at the full of photos, then walked to the locker, dragged out an old wooden box from it, and opened it carefully.

A handful of dried flowers, a handful of taxidermy butterfly bookmarks, letters, love letters, photo albums...

The years silently witnessed everything in the past, and the dusty old things came to light again. Finally, he uncovered the red velvet cloth and held up a pure white wedding dress cautiously.

The picture turned again, the sun was gentle, the breeze caressed the leaves, and the red carpet stretched on the soft lawn to the wedding podium.

The red-haired girl was wearing that retro wedding dress, holding flowers in one hand, and her father in the other, walking forward step by step.

Flowers and green plants carefully decorate the arched curtain in front of the rostrum, and the young man stands at the end in suits and leather shoes. The grandfather's black suit is old, but it can be seen that it is well kept and has a classic taste of time.

The bride holding her father's arm gradually approached, her eyes were flushed, she closed her eyes, quickly picked up the hem of her skirt, and ran towards the man who was going to be her husband today.

The white gauze is flying like a jumping young pigeon.

The figure of the bride running with tears and smiles transformed into another red-haired girl in the eyes of the grandfather. At that time, he was waiting outside her door to propose marriage, and "The Blue Danube" played the song for them to dance together. movement.

Congratulations to the newlyweds, miss the old ones.

"Take my hand. Take my whole life, too."

(Take my hand, take my life too)

"For I can"help falling in love with you..."

(Because I can't help falling in love with you)

The groom rushed forward to catch his wife in three steps and two steps, and carried her around in circles, with happy smiles on their faces.

They twirled, twirled, and time quietly flowed back, the embracing figures gradually changed, the wavy skirts swayed, the wedding dress turned into an evening dress with tassels and sequins, the former grandfather lightly embraced his wife's waist, stepped on the The waltz danced round and round in the banquet hall.

Spinning, spinning, the old things of the past fade away softly, and the bright smiling faces of the bride and groom appear in the picture again.

Applause rang out, offering sincere blessings to the couple. The melody intertwined with strings and piano came to an end in a romantic and solemn atmosphere. Grandpa clapped vigorously, his eyes moved, and his face was full of emotion.

Li Yunshu and Li Yunshu outside the screen made a soft "a" sound.

"So those are the grandparents from back then..." The boyfriend has always had a weak resistance to the content related to the family relationship of the elders, and now his eyes were a little tearful, and he touched his nose uncomfortably while speaking.

"Oh, I left so much blank, but I don't know why I just cry..."

Li Yunshu's heart was heavy and itchy, filled with a series of emotions such as being moved.

In the picture, the applause gradually subsided, and the handsome and tall blond young man in the groom's gown trimmed his sleeves and walked towards the grand piano on the rostrum.

Sit down, lift the lid of the violin, and let your wrists pull your ten fingers to fall naturally.

The quiet and soft sound of the piano flows through the fingers, and the black and white keys are like the switches of the years. When the young man plays with his eyes closed, the surrounding environment changes softly, and his clothes change accordingly.

Warm strings and grainy husky voices are naturally added:

"Isee trees of green, red roses, too."

(I see green trees and red roses)

"Iseethembloomformeandyou."

(I see them open up for you and me)

"And I think to myself what a wonderful world."

(I can't help but think, what a wonderful world this is)

In the brisk and gentle rhythm of jazz, the blond-haired young man changed from the groom at the lawn wedding to the performer in the concert hall, to the pianist at the ball, and to the young master in the castle...

His well-tailored gowns turned into stiff tuxedos and shiny shoes, into slouchy suits and soft boots, into fedoras, collared long-sleeve shirts, dark gray high-waisted striped suspenders…

The scene changes, time goes by, the piano sound becomes softer until it is completely covered by the warm and soothing vocals, and the music seamlessly transitions to background music.

"I see skies of blue and clouds of white."

(I see blue sky and white clouds)

"The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night."

(bright and lucky day, deep and deep night)

"And I think to myself what a wonderful world."

(I can't help but think, what a wonderful world this is)

One after another, the images are condensed into soap bubbles blown by the children, shining colorful lights in the sun, floating and rising continuously.

Bubbles fly to the clouds, the dazzling sunlight makes people dizzy, and within a second or two of dodging the eyes, the transition to the white screen has ended, the dawn is gradually emerging, and a ray of post-dawn light passes through the cracks in the wooden slats of the window frame, Dispel the gloom in the old warehouse.

The explorer in a brown windbreaker and a deep black beret lay on the dusty ground with his blue eyes open.

He still had the gold pocket watch in his hand, which was still ticking, but it no longer turned counterclockwise, but moved forward inaccurately like any aging clock.

The protagonist with light blond hair looked dazed. After a while, he sat up and looked around again.

The dust in the air is still crystal clear, but those old and dilapidated objects seem to have been slightly repaired by some mysterious power, and they are no longer covered with dust and cobwebs like before.

He saw that the dull shadow of the old furniture faded away, and the surface seemed to become warm, and he also saw the rust on the metal utensils seemed to be smoothed by invisible hands, exuding a bit of their original luster. The ancient relics forgotten by time and eroded by time seem to have regained their due vitality. Although there are not many, this small change is still unbelievable, and I am amazed and delighted from the bottom of my heart.

The protagonist looks at them quietly, rubbing his thumb lightly on the pocket watch cover.

His demeanor gradually became solemn, and there was a little tenderness of reminiscence in the solemnity.

In a scene cut, the protagonist walks out of the quiet warehouse, the pocket watch chain pinned to the skirt of the clothes swaying gently with the steps. He walked towards the audience outside the screen, and then walked out of the viewfinder frame, the camera moved accordingly, chasing his back, only to see this coming out and entering the room, the scene naturally transitioned to the magnificent reception hall, the coffee on the protagonist's body The gray trench coat disappeared, replaced by a suit of elegant but not completely new tuxedo.

(the colors of the rainbow in the sky are so beautiful)

"Are also soon the faces of people going by."

(reflected on the faces of pedestrians)

"Isee friends shaking hands saying how do you do."

(I see friends shaking hands and saying hello)

"They"really saying I love you."

(They're saying: I love you)

The protagonist stood on the booth and toasted the guests.

The warm music silently witnessed his side face telling the story. The curtain was opened, and bunches of soft lights shone on the scattered transparent display cabinets and isolation guardrails. A piece of vintage, jewelry, furniture, art, etc. items are displayed. This is an exhibition of affectionate style and time, and it is the dialogue that he, who has become a collector, most wants to lead the world to have.

At this moment, ancient things are not things, but nostalgia for the past, respect for history, imprints accumulated over time, and resonance of human emotions.

"I hear babies cry I watch them mgrow."

(I hear babies cry, watch them grow)

"They"lllearnmuchmorethanI"lleverknow."

(they will learn far better than me)

"And I think to myself what a wonderful world."

(I can't help but think, what a wonderful world this is)

The low-pitched and deep singing voice flutters slowly, telling the past and conveying the power of warmth.

The exhibition ended and the night was dark. The protagonist lingered in the gorgeous and retro collection room, and his blue eyes were full of clarity and nostalgia after all the vicissitudes.

He closed his eyes, lowered his head, and his slender figure blended into all the vintage works~www.mtlnovel.com~ I couldn't help but think, what a wonderful world this is)

Amid the warm and moving music, one or two lines of rounded straight lines outline simple geometric figures in the center of the screen, and cursive characters slowly emerge.

VINTAGE ·: RE

After the fixed "RE", words flowed quickly like gravel flowing in an hourglass.

REVISIT

(recall)

RETURN

REMINISCE

In the end, it is fixed in a vocabulary.

VINTAGE : RECREATE

(Vintage · An Invitation to the Years: Reappearance)

Chapter end