Chapter 1: Dreaming Back to Youth
Citi Broadway, the world's mecca for musical performances, is the pinnacle stage for the most talented singers and dancers.
But it has become a mess amid the recent epidemic and various demonstrations.
Moreover, there was a sudden zero-yuan shopping event that night, and somehow a Molotov cocktail was thrown at the famous "West City Theater" sign and caught fire.
The old house is on fire and it will catch fire at any time!
The fire in the century-old building was fierce. In order to allow the audience and actresses to evacuate first, some cast and crew members were unable to escape when the dilapidated backstage collapsed!
The chaotic street crowds and intricate protest roadblocks delayed the fire trucks' arrival.
Although the fire was quickly extinguished.
But it is difficult to rescue people buried under the rubble.
Rescue teams gathered within hours and began moving bricks from the rubble.
Although there are quite a lot of people, they still emphasize that they should take turns to clock in and take breaks on time.
In addition to arranging for search and rescue personnel to undergo regular medical assessments to ensure their health and safety at the work site, even the working rights of search and rescue dogs must be guaranteed and they cannot be overused.
This is where the brilliance of human nature shines brightest.
Because this kind of ZZZQ face-saving project is particularly easy to make oneself moved.
So the fire was burning deep in the rubble of a building. It was not until five days later that it was put out by hundreds of search and rescue workers who heard the news and rushed to the scene. However, not many bricks were moved away.
Because the golden 72 hours mentioned in conventional rescue had passed, people would be crushed to death under the rubble, and they would even starve to death.
The rescue teams that look so awesome in these movies and TV shows are just like scumbags. They are clearly in poor health, but they always say that they are just not in good condition.
In the end, they had to make a difficult decision to terminate the search and rescue mission and change the work content to reconstruction.
It’s just like the victims of 9/11 who haven’t been dug out even after so many years.
The governor and mayor arrived at the scene on time, and the governor even knelt in silence.
The mayor choked up with emotion. The chance of survival for the 18 missing people was zero. He thanked everyone for their continued support and hoped that God would be with these unfortunate victims.
The onlookers have already fully demonstrated the local traditional arts.
The process was very orderly: hanging a photo wall, laying flowers, lighting candles, and holding hands in a circle to pray.
Those who pray must include white, black, Asian, and LGBT people, in order to maintain political correctness.
Whether you can save people is another matter, let yourself be moved first.
Countless people came from far away to mourn the lost soul of Broadway.
Each black and white photo is labeled with the names and resumes of the talented but young deceased members of the dance ensemble...
There are champion pianists of internationally renowned competitions, top male singers, and former conductors of the Philharmonic Orchestra; almost all of them are well-known figures.
However, the photo in front of him, which was filled with the most flowers, showed his rich resume as a security guard, vice chairman of the Stage Stylists Association, senior commissioner of the Makeup Artists Union, and deputy general manager of the theater.
This is the photo of the Asian man who looks the most muscular and resembles Ma Dong-seok.
There was also a group of girls who were also white, black, and Asian... uh, but not LGBT, leaning against each other and crying their hearts out!
Although most of them knew each other well and had never met each other, now they all wanted to rush forward together to move the ruins...
Pull that man out!
Eliza, the only one who had experienced the scene of the incident and was asked by the men to escape from the sea of fire first, cried all the tears of her life and decided to leave this damn country!
How could it turn out like this after dedicating my entire life's talents to this holy land of song and dance?
Many years later, her children asked their mother who the photo of more than a dozen crying beauties was that she treasured in her dressing table.
Eliza, with her slender waist, sadly recalled those...colleagues.
I guess so.
At least we were all busy in the same place.
…
Jing Xiaoqiang woke up in the same familiar seat.
There was a sea of red before my eyes.
In a trance, he almost thought he was still in the torment of the hellfire.
But when he was lying on the table, the first thing he saw was his flat and slender waist and legs, which were obviously still in the growth stage.
Then there are the familiar steel and wooden desks and chairs.
I raised my head with difficulty, and not only saw my female classmate who was in her last year of high school, but also the sunset that all the classmates behind her were turning their heads to look at.
The sunset glows like a flaming cloud, so beautiful.
It was so beautiful that thirty years later, Jing Xiaoqiang still remembers that evening after the college entrance examination.
Everyone is leaving school, come and pack your things.
Each desk was piled high with various teaching materials and supplementary books. Clothes and school bags were piled on the messy chair backs. Test papers and water cups filled every gap.
There are various slogans on the wall encouraging people to work hard for the college entrance examination.
In 1990 , there were no school uniforms in high schools in small counties. Most girls wore T-shirts and shirts. Flowery dresses and fashions were impossible to appear in the key classes in the third year of high school.
Feng Xiaoxia's floral short-sleeved shirt was a rare fashion item, and the thinness revealed her youthful outline. The size of the vest-style top was clearly written in Jing Xiaoqiang's mind.
This confirmed to him that he was not having a nightmare.
Being as naive as I was in my senior year of high school, I definitely didn’t have this kind of strange yet useful knowledge.
And this knowledge helped him understand that girls change a lot when they grow up.
Feng Xiaoxia, who looks like she has delicate features now, will become so beautiful in a few years.
As long as they are not lazy and know how to put on makeup, most self-disciplined girls can learn to be beautiful after going to college.
But the sunset sky outside the window, from golden yellow to fiery red, and then to pink and purple, is not as pure and beautiful as it is at this moment.
Only Feng Xiaoxia didn't turn her head to look at the sunset, but stared at Jing Xiaoqiang with disdain: "Sleep, sleep, sleep, you only know how to sleep, you won't be able to see such a beautiful sunset in the future!"
When I was eighteen years old, I really didn’t know the meaning behind this sentence.
I thought my deskmate disliked me.
Now staring at this face, Feng Xiaoxia's face quickly turned red, as if it was dyed by the sunset glow outside. She still stubbornly growled, "Psycho, what are you looking at!"
After graduating from college, they met again at a class reunion before going abroad and spent a crazy night together.
Feng Xiaoxia just said that her regret in high school was that nothing happened between them.
Now Jing Xiaoqiang silently raised his hand and gently stretched it towards the face that was pretending to be angry.
There was fear in Feng Xiaoxia's eyes, but she insisted on not moving, and even puffed up her cheeks, trying hard to warn Jing Xiaoqiang that there were so many people around!
Like an angry little hamster.
It seems to be saying that if there is no one around, maybe...
The battle-hardened Jing Xiaoqiang can definitely understand the look in a girl's eyes .
But he stopped before touching it and froze there, unwilling to destroy this beautiful picture.
The feeling of suddenly returning to the most beautiful and pure period of life from the struggle of immense anger and pain.
Jing Xiaoqiang felt a surge of extremely strong emotions and an overwhelming desire to express .
Just when Feng Xiaoxia was so nervous that she couldn't move.
The famous talent in the class seemed to notice that the class beauty he had a crush on was interacting with his deskmate, and he quickly flaunted his charm: "Hundreds of dusks have been pouring over the sea, and at this moment the red sun is pleasing to the heart. The red sun rises again in the east, when will it set behind the green mountains..."
Jing Xiaoqiang didn't want to talk, but turned to look at the foot-operated organ beside the podium.
There is a strong desire in his heart that prompts him to use this to express his emotions.
He stood up, walked to the podium, and opened the piano cover.
Although there are basically no music and art courses in high schools, in order to emphasize the moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic and labor development of key schools, a similar symbol is still placed in each classroom.
Students would occasionally play with it out of curiosity, but they would mostly open it and take a look when they were cleaning.
The refreshing feeling of the black and white keys may also be a yearning beyond the heavy schoolwork.
In fact, no one can play it except the music teacher.
Even Jing Xiaoqiang himself had never played the piano, and he never touched the keys when he was on Broadway.
But somehow, Antonio, the orchestra's principal performer who once won the Budapest Piano Competition, his figure tumbling in the sea of fire, was guiding Jing Xiaoqiang to gently run his fingertips over the keys.
A very familiar feeling was rushing into his heart.
Thousands of complex emotions are intertwined, as if they can be expressed through these piano keys.
