Chapter 2402

A chair, a microphone, a light.

That's all.

Familiar scenes, familiar taste, even the light, shadow and dust floating in the air still seem to have the familiar breath of time precipitation. As time goes by, some things still maintain their original pure appearance, pointing out the core mystery of right and wrong - it is people who change after all.

The low voice of chatting was surging in the Pioneer Village. Then someone came onto the stage, carrying a guitar and a keyboard. They skillfully placed the keyboard, plugged in the stereo and aimed at the microphone. After they were busy, they adjusted the position of the guitar and sat down.

Adjust the microphone, adjust the sitting posture, adjust the strings, a series of actions appear very skillful, even can be vaguely aware of a bit of contentment, seems to be completely immersed in their own world, focused and devoted, just like a craftsman, wholeheartedly devoted to their own craft.

The drinkers, who are drinking and chatting, inadvertently cast their eyes towards the stage. The smile between the toasting and drinking slowly solidified in the corner of their mouth, and turned into a little bit of doubt, some surprised, some confused, and some slow. Some people looked at each other face to face and exchanged their eyes for answers, and some people kept their eyes fixed on the figure on the stage, Some people are looking around for Stanley, trying to find an answer.

Of course, more people are still immersed in conversation and chatting, and then can feel the subtle changes in the atmosphere of the bar.

One after another, his eyes were projected towards the stage, and he fell into a similar situation. No one understood what happened. His head was full of question marks waiting for answers, and he had no time to express shock and surprise

Who can explain what's going on?

Gradually, gradually, the attention slows down, and then it's relieved - does it need an accident? Is this a surprise? Was it an accident?

The answer... Seems to be maybe... Should be No.

That's Langley hall.

Lanli, who has just won the best actor for the second time in Cannes, has been constantly creating history, writing miracles and breaking concepts. Lanli is the world's leading actor in the film industry... But it is this unique lanli that also comes out of the Pioneer Village.

No one should forget and no one will forget lanli's past. Just over a year ago, the release of "drunken folk songs" once again awakened people's memory of pioneer villages; So tonight, the reappearance of lanli seems to be a natural extension. No one should be surprised.

It's all like this... Deja vu, from the movie screen to the real life, from the word of mouth rumors to the real plot, the half true and half false, dreamlike subtle texture makes the Pioneer Village also become wonderful, just like entering the "midnight Paris" under Woody Allen's lens - maybe it's midnight New York, The time of the golden age is flowing slowly, making people addicted and intoxicated.

"Hey, good evening."

Lanli's voice came from the microphone. With a light smile on his face, he shrugged, "I'm sorry to disturb your original plan. It's almost midnight in Eastern time. According to the Convention, tonight's live performance is all over. The next step is to enjoy your time; But I won a little bit of privilege from Stanley. I'm here to enjoy the limelight

It's a joke, of course.

In fact, it was Stanley who took the initiative to invite him to ask if he would like to perform on stage and enjoy his own time.

Lan Li agreed.

"In fact, you can completely ignore my existence and continue to enjoy the night that belongs to you. Believe me, I will try to integrate myself into the background as much as possible. You don't need to listen to my groans. Just ignore it. "

Neal's whistle make complaints about the relaxed expression of blue's ritual. Neal laughed and Tucao in the low laughter. This makes the customers laugh more and more happily, and the incessant urging and teasing make the Pioneer Village brimming with a relaxed and lively atmosphere.

It's like countless nights in the Pioneer Village. There's nothing unexpected or special. The drinkers just relax and enjoy the performance.

"Shut up. Don't you pay to hear my self pity here? " Lan Li's crisp retort made the scene laugh——

Is ritual make complaints about certain artists or artists "over share their private lives"?

This is very, very interesting, and it's worth exploring.

"I can talk here for 30 minutes, but obviously..."

"Please keep talking." The shouting under the stage interrupted lanli's words, and then the whole bar burst into laughter.

Blue Li is not flustered, provoked eyebrow tail, "I how don't know, Pioneer Village when also began single talk show night?"

"Just for you!" There are still people shouting under the stage.

In a roar of laughter, Lan Li showed a strangling expression, "but regret is not only for you." Such a hard response made the whole bar clap and laugh, and then Langley said, "more importantly, I don't want to. And this is my stage, so I guess you have to bear it. "

The laughter didn't stop at all.

Lan Li is not that kind of overbearing tone, but with a trace of pride in the banter, the subtle difference makes the scene really have a single talk show texture.

"Hoo, good. I'm ready to start singing now. Let's give a notice in advance. No video recording is allowed at the scene. Otherwise, I may step off the stage at any time and give a warning in the form of physical conflict. I don't think you want Pioneer Village to be the scene of the latest rocky sequel. "

Lanli's sense of humor makes the atmosphere of the bar reach a climax at midnight, and the slightly drunk state edifies the air at the scene, which is intoxicating.

Turning around, Lan Li put his hands on the keyboard, and the guitar hanging on his shoulder was a little heavy.

Lenley hesitated.

Which song should he perform“ "Drunken folk" Original Soundtrack“ Don Quixote? Or

In fact, lanli was not sure what he was going to do. Stanley asked, but he didn't resist, so he nodded and agreed; But he didn't really think about the specific reasons and how to do it. Perhaps, it should be like the substitute stage of that year:

Just enjoy it.

There is no need to think about so many reasons and reasons, and there is no need to entangle the meaning and form behind. Just relax... Just enjoy.

The muscles relaxed a little, the fingertips fell on the black and white keys, and the cool music runes were flowing slowly under the goose yellow spotlight.

Ding Dong, Ding Dong. Ding Dong, Ding Dong.

When the piano key sound is gently knocked in the heart, the strong emotion is just like the curl of smoke. Hidden in the chest, the complex emotion is transmitted to the notes through the strength of the fingertips. The crystal clear melody symbols slowly flow out, flapping their wings and stopping quietly.

Gradually, so quiet down, the kind of silence.

Outside the bar, you can still capture the sound of the vehicle engine and the noise of the drunk shouting; In the bar, there are still the sound of low voice conversation and the hot and dreary breath... These messy and trivial sounds do not dissipate, but more and more reflect the silence of voice line and breathing.

Slow down your breath and hold your voice, so you can calm down in the moving and graceful melody, and quietly watch Lan Li in the spotlight of the stage, and Lan Li alone.

Stanley's nose became sour. He could sense Langley's bewilderment and bewilderment, but he didn't know how to help. The only thing he could do was to wait for the Pioneer Village and stand in the same place, like Sisyphus, pushing the stone that could never be pushed up again and again.

Looking back at Lan Li, time seems to go back to the distant past again. The young man with a bright smile is so pure and sincere. The brightness in his eyes makes him envious and yearning. His name is Lan Li hall, an actor.

"For a long time, it was just a frenzy, sweating and impulsive believer."

Lan Li opened his mouth. His simple voice did not have any decoration, but showed the loss and loss hidden in his soul incisively and vividly

It's just a frenzy. It's like a fever. It's chasing dreams with a pure heart. It's sweating out everything. Impulse and enthusiasm occupy the brain. It's like a believer who is possessed by the devil. It's rushing recklessly, but it's running, but it doesn't know what direction it's heading for. It's just believing in an illusory "belief", However, they are chasing like moths on fire and jade burning.

One day, the fever subsided and the passion dissipated. Looking back, I found that everything was just a dream. So, what will happen?

Do dreams really exist? Or is it really meaningful? What have you been pursuing?

What is the meaning of life?

That kind of blankness is not only confusion and struggle, but also the pain of self doubt, self denial and self loss, just like Nietzsche's thinking about "the meaning of self existence" and falling into madness.

When we begin to question our existence, does this "self" really exist? In other words, the existence that once thought was only illusory? More importantly, how can we verify it? How can we find the truth between illusion and reality?

If we can't find it, will we bury ourselves like Nietzsche?

Stanley calms down. He knows he can't help him, because he can't touch his height at all. He can't even understand his confusion. The only thing he can do is to stick to the original place, stick to the Pioneer Village, and then tell lanli that his persistence is meaningful, that's all.

But the eyes are still slightly hot up, the heart can not suppress slightly trembling.