Since 1983

(For this concert, many articles said that it was in Gongti. According to my research, it should be the first body.)

May 9, 4:00 pm.

Xu Fei followed the TV station's car to the Capital Gymnasium in Baishiqiao, Haidian. He was the proposer anyway, so it was no problem to sneak in with a press card.

The venue is still closed, with 18,000 seats inside, surrounding a field in the middle. They didn't even set up a table, just spread a red carpet on the floor, put a few pots of flowers, and stood behind a sign with watercolors or something.

On the right side of the carpet, there is a piano, and Guo Feng with short hair is sitting there... Looking over affectionately, his eyes are full of his own long hair.

"When the prelude is played, everyone comes up from both sides. It is best to hold hands and stand in three rows according to the previous positions."

Wang Kun, the head of the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe, came to the scene to conduct and shouted to everyone for rehearsal.

There were 108 singers, the men wore yellow jackets and the women wore pink jackets. Looking around, they thought it was a performance by the sanitation department.

"Okay, stand still, I'll read it again."

Wang Kun took a few steps back, scanned the tall, short, fat and thin, and suddenly said: "Fu Disheng, you go to the back, it's too high. Cheng Lin, come forward, Chang Kuan, you are the lead singer! Mao Amin, You change positions with Cai Guoqing, oh yes..."

He directs over there, and the TV station here has already started filming.

After tossing for a long time, after the rehearsal was over, Wang Kun introduced: "This is a comrade from our TV station in Beijing, who will shoot us in front of and behind the scenes throughout the whole process. Please cooperate more. Okay, let's take a break first."

Taili attached great importance to this concert, and dispatched three cameramen, a reporter, and Liu Di, director of the art department.

I have no experience, what are you calling behind the scenes, what are you calling behind the scenes? Anyway, if you catch someone, just ask.

Xu Fei broke away from the crowd, first ran to the auditorium, and took a few panoramic shots from a commanding height, and then took pictures from all angles in the south, east, north, and west.

I don't know, I'm shocked when I see it.

Teacher Xu was excited, so he grabbed a group of newbies and started shooting. Not a group photo, but a single photo, especially Li Lingyu, who was also fascinated by that jade rabbit spirit.

After a while, one roll ran out, and I sat next to it to load the film. Finally, I looked up and saw a not-so-tall buddy standing next to the piano, chatting with Guo Feng.

"Cui Jian!"

"..."

The man turned his head in doubt, looking at a strange face, "Do you know me?"

"I saw it when I was eating, and I played the trumpet well." He opened his mouth and came.

Cui Jian formed a band in 1984, called Qiplyen, which specializes in performing foreign music in western restaurants, the only one in Beijing. And when he heard it, he was immediately in awe, he can afford to go to a western restaurant, this is a gentleman!

"It's all complimented by the guests, uh, are you from a TV station?"

"My name is Xu Fei, and I'm a guest reporter."

Guest reporter?

Old Cui didn't really understand, but he shook hands anyway, and it was considered acquaintance.

Just at this moment, a cameraman just slipped over and seemed to want to take pictures here. Xu Fei dodged to the side, let the camera pass, and suddenly asked, "What song are you planning for this concert?"

"Well……"

Lao Cui faced the camera in an instant and turned into an interview, feeling weird in his heart, "This, let's keep this secret for now, we will find out in a while."

"Did you write this song yourself?"

"right."

"Can you tell me about your creative experience?"

"It's nothing, it didn't take long to write this song, just, just..."

He was wearing a yellow jacket and hadn’t changed into that classic outfit yet. He spoke slowly, as if he had to think about every word. Chinese song."

"why?"

"Because its melody is good and its style is good, it's not very popular. It's very Western. But after I finished the tune and filled in the lyrics, I realized that it's a Chinese song."

The photographer didn't know what kind of shot he had captured and what kind of meaning it had, so he stopped for two minutes and then ran to another place.

Xu Fei flashed back to the original place again, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your cooperation, let me take a photo for you."

"Eh, good."

Not long ago, Lao Cui was eliminated in the first round of the first Peacock Cup National Popular Song Grand Prix because the judges could not accept his singing style. But this concert extended a hand of friendship and let him be one of the lead singers, so I am grateful and honest.

He found an open space and stood up. Xu Fei tried the shot and felt awkward.

"Can you take that jacket off?"

"Don't freeze your body, be natural."

"As far as you are in your usual state, you can do whatever you want."

Old Cui got annoyed with being played around by him for a long time, so he simply took off his jacket and picked up his guitar.

The head shape is so indistinguishable, it is quite long, and the eyes are covered under it, and there is a rebellious and unruly look in the eyes.

"It's right this time!"

Click!

Xu Fei pressed the shutter, very satisfied.

…………

At five o'clock, there was a crowd of people in the square outside the capital, and after half an hour, the crowd gathered more and more.

Almost all of them are young men and women, with fashionable curly hair, jackets, jeans, and red scarves on their foreheads. They dance disco with tape recorders on their shoulders.

The people around stood in a small circle, whistled and cheered, and some flashed their flashlights, artificially flashing.

When Chen Xiaoxu and others came, they broke into such an atmosphere. After all, she was not willing to find ten people, only Ouyang, Hou Changrong, Deng Jie, Wu Xiaodong, and Zhang Li.

OK, no less.

"This! Here!"

Seeing Xu Fei waving over there from afar, several people ran over and started invoicing one by one.

"Come on, let's go in first."

"There is no ticket check."

"It's okay, there will be too many people in a while."

He led the crowd through the small gate, waved their ID cards, and entered the gymnasium. It's the first time, I just feel that there is such a big space, and I am amazed.

After waiting for a while, large troops began to enter the arena. Wu Yangyang had nearly 20,000 people, and the hall became noisy in an instant.

They were not far away, facing the stage, Xu Fei pulled out a panda binoculars, and once again showed that he was a big dog, "Did you buy anything to eat or drink?"

"It's all at Brother Hou's place."

Hou Changrong was carrying a big bag, first he took out a bag of peanuts, melon seeds and broad beans, then he took out a thermos pot.

"Why do you bring a thermos?" Xu Fei was startled.

"I cooked a pot of mung bean soup in the hotel, so I just took it with me, don't spend money on it."

Brother Hou shook a few small cups again.

You are too hardcore!

Xu Fei is convinced, he is really a good man at home, he cannot be compared.

In this event, there were 108 singers on stage, but the list announced later was 112, and no one can verify the specific number. There are even rumors that Faye Wong, who is only 17 years old, is also in it, and of course there is no way to know.

It is also a pity that Tian Zhen, who participated in the recording, was absent temporarily for some reason.

At about six o'clock, the concert was about to start, and the lights were slowly dimming. Everyone was very excited, there was a surge of enthusiasm, and there were some forced people playing their trumpets, wow, wow, and the sky was booming.

After a while, there was a snap, and a beam of light hit the crude stage.

Li Xiaobing, the announcer of the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe, came to the stage, wearing big earrings and a big flower on her temples, and said the opening speech:

"May this tenderness and deepness bring you unfading true feelings from your heart, bring you warmth, bring you infinite longing and comfort... Welcome everyone to the "Let the World Fill With Love" concert..."

(Also, yesterday it was an update for Lao Bai's driving school, so I forgot to write it.)