Doomsday boss aspires to the top of the entertainment industry

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

What a catchy melody...! Li Yun's hand, which was still unpacking snacks while reading the book, stopped instantly and stopped making any clattering noises.

The continuously repeated notes are powerful, and the cool gray-blue tone covers the entire screen. The protagonist walks from one side of the screen. He wears a dark black beret at an angle, and his light blond hair is slightly curled, flowing freely at the bottom of the hat.

The ground is raised, neutralizing the angular facial contours and deep facial features.

The moving close-up shot is fleeting, and in just one or two seconds, one can deeply remember the pair of blue eyes that contain exploration and curiosity, but also are alert and cautious.

The hem of the coffee-colored trench coat swayed with his footsteps, and his short boots stepped on the cement floor with a thin layer of dust. The young and handsome explorer's eyes swept over 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 ancient furniture.

The wooden display shelves were broken and cracked, and gray bottles and jars and jewelry boxes were piled up irregularly, entangled in spider webs. A dusty doll was curled up in the corner, and a long strap with an indistinguishable color blocked the old Walkman.

The play button is pressed, the dusty dinner plate contains messy jewelry, and the necklace, bracelet, and pendant are tangled up.

The loop composed of piano and string music continues. It is loud and ethereal, but it increasingly makes this mysterious warehouse filled with thick silence.

The old box was quietly watching the protagonist's back in the corner. He seemed to have found the target. He leaned over and opened the probe on the record player's turntable. His long and well-jointed fingers brushed off the dust on the surface of the object, and then took it away.

in hand.

The metal chain fell down, and lying in the man's palm was a pocket watch. The folding watch cover was inlaid with small and delicate gems. The dust was like a coloring brush, filling up the complex patterns surrounding the gems one by one.

The explorer presses the button.

The gold pocket watch opened suddenly, the broken dial shed a brilliant light, and the hands of the two clock dials began to rotate counterclockwise at the same time.

The brilliance blooms and engulfs the figure of the protagonist.

The scene switched instantly, and the low bass and strong drum beats 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 strode forward, wearing a dark beret.

The coffee-colored trench coat has disappeared, replaced by large printed T-shirts, contrasting ripped denim cropped pants and low-top canvas shoes, transforming from light luxury and elegance to street fashion.

It was noon, and dense crowds of people were chatting and laughing, rushing past the camera. When they came back to their senses, the young man with curly hair changed his clothes, a baseball cap was hastily buckled on his head, and he wore a loose sports suit and sneakers, casual and casual.

He jogged for a few steps in the sunshine, and took a half-step back and turned around a second before he collided with the bicycle.

At the end of the circle, the brightly colored broad-shouldered casual suit replaced the sportswear, showing off the figure just right. The shirt with exaggerated and bold patterns was full of presence. The two-button collar was unbuttoned to reveal a cyan tattoo that spread from the collarbone to the neck.

The protagonist leaned forward slightly with his hands in his pockets, and stopped for a moment at the intersection. The traffic light switched, and a retro car with a round body drove past. One block and one block, the street scene changed, and the neon advertising lights faded into handwritten signs. Standing on the street

The one next to him is still the protagonist, but he already has short golden brown hair, sunglasses on a high bridge of nose, a short jacket with a printed shirt, and loose jeans underneath.

The tough-looking man didn't stop, his long legs were spread out, his back was straight, and his steps were smooth and rhythmic, which complemented the exciting music.

The camera followed him as he walked across the road and around the corner. The graffiti wall briefly blocked the audience's sight. In the blink of an eye, the scene changed again. The sea breeze carried a salty smell, the sky was blue and the clouds were soothing. The tough attire disappeared and turned round.

Collared short sleeves

Wearing a navy shirt and straight overalls. The texture of his wheat-colored skin is rough due to the weather and sun. The man has full chest and back muscles, and his exposed arms are tattooed. He strode through the crowd of twos and threes, and stepped on a pair of work boots.

deck.

The wind stirred the sails, the ship swayed, and the mast swayed across the screen from right to left, pushing away warm tones like paint. Under the soft halo, the sailboat disappeared, and a black flat-top wide-brim hat covered the protagonist's meticulously combed blond hair.

, a slim-fitting suit and narrow-leg trousers cover his white skin. The suit has shoulder pads and highlights the line of his back. The collar of the shirt is tied with a narrow striped tie. The brown leather shoes on his feet are classic in style.

This elite man carrying a long-handled umbrella and a suitcase stepped up the steps and walked into the company. The load-bearing pillar blocked his profile. When he showed his figure again, there was no trace of the office around him. A gentleman in a tuxedo held a handheld

The tortoise-shell rosewood walking stick calmly passes by the arched single seat and the curved sofa, and the black nubuck leather shoes stand still on the carpet with simple and abstract patterns.

At this moment, the ups and downs of the melody come to a climax like a tide, and the piano sound throughout continues the charming loop of passages, which gradually fades away with the embellishment of the electric guitar.

Li Yunshu and her boyfriend slowly closed their mouths that had been open for some time.

"Holy shit, he's so handsome." The boyfriend muttered unconsciously.

This is a time traveler’s drag show!

The protagonist played by Qin Jue is moving forward, but the times are regressing. The characters and time are in reverse. The screen uses smooth transitions of crowds, vehicles, buildings, etc. to create a long shot effect in one go.

A new look, different scenes and tones change naturally. Qin's steps are by no means better than those of a model, which keeps the whole process flowing and not rigid at all.

This lens, this style, this atmosphere, this seemingly subtle style...

Totally installed!!

In just a short period of time, both the music and the clothing were filled with information, which firmly captured the attention of the audience. Li Yunshu and Li Yunshu did not even realize that the commercial was only over a minute long.

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

The piano played again, and unlike before, this melody was soft and lyrical, like a bouquet of flowers exuding a light fragrance, or like a trickle of drizzle, with a lingering romance.

The gentleman held the metal carved handle and opened the drawer. A bottle of perfume was like red wine in an ice bucket, leaning on the red velvet cushion. The round bottle was simple and elegant, and the smooth glass made the color of the liquid clearly visible, lingering in the air.

The silver-plated decoration at the bottom creates a smoke-like effect, which is noble and mysterious.

The black quartz crystal bottle cap is engraved with a delicate floral treble clef, echoing the rhapsody jazz (jazz rhapsody) on the perfume bottle. The gentleman untied the sapphire cufflinks, pulled up a little of his sleeves, unscrewed the bottle cap, and sprayed delicate spray

He clicked on the inside of his wrist until the wrists of his two hands touched each other, and then raised his right hand.

The person in the mirror tilts his head slightly, and his fragrant wrist gently covers the skin on the side of his neck. His movements are gentle and elegant, his demeanor is graceful, and he exudes an indescribable restrained sexiness.

The perfume bottle, slightly smaller than a palm, reflected the gentleman's back as he turned away. Suddenly, the screen rotated and it fell from the counter.

A slow motion scene unfolds, the treble clef on the bottle cap flickers with blue light, and the glass bottle and the liquid inside are crystal clear and sparkling.

Slender fingers caught the perfume bottle, and the scene changed quietly. The spacious and bright space and the large number of display cabinets implicitly indicated that this was a modern store. The freckled girl wearing a turtleneck and thin shirt, with brown hair tied into a bun, blinked.

With blue eyes, he looked curiously at the perfume in his hand.

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

The appearance of the freckled girl was so familiar that Li Yunshu was suddenly stunned and confused.

At this time, a delicate and clear female voice sings affectionately to the rising melody.

"one, step, closer..."

(get a little closer)

There was a brief blank moment, and a hand with sapphire cufflinks on the cuff stretched out, together with a round perfume bottle, and gently covered the freckled girl's palm.

The girl looked up in surprise, and the background blurred for a 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 suddenly started to play, and the singer's soulful voice became deeper and firmer.

"ihavediedeverydaywaitingforyou."

(I have spent my whole life waiting for you)

"darling,don'tbeafraid,ihavelovedyouforathousandyears..."

(Dear, don’t be timid, my love for you has passed the test of thousands of years)

The moving mirror is gentle, the face of the freckled girl is looking up, and the gentleman in the tuxedo is slightly bowing his head. Time seems to be frozen at this moment. A bottle of perfume spans time and space. It is accident and necessity that binds the two together.

"iloveyouforathousandmore..."

(I love you, beyond a thousand years)

The highly contagious singing voice stirs up waves of emotions, just like a lingering kiss in a love movie, or love at first sight in a romantic story. The two people facing each other are wrapped in a rich romantic atmosphere, and their eyes weave endless warmth and tenderness.

.

The pictures are beautiful and the plot is easy to understand. Li Yunshu and her boyfriend unconsciously show their longing and resonance.

The silky sound of the violin pulled down the curtain, and the scene turned to show the freckled girl 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 shot revealed more information: the girl was wearing a long skirt on her lower body and carrying a crossbody bag. This shop not only sells perfume collections, but also many jewelry and clothing, neatly arranged.

Place in glass display case.

The music sounded quietly, gradually getting stronger and stronger, and the tune became obviously 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 next to the door.

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

The freckled girl subconsciously reached for the satchel at her waist, where a pony doll hung. It was cute in shape and had fine stitching. The slight wear and fading hinted at the traces of time.

The moment the girl's fingertips touched the doll, the soft light filter appeared with the memory, the white-haired grandmother smiled kindly, and the little girl with brown hair and blue eyes sat on the floor, taking it from her grandmother with a smile.

Brand new pony doll.

"Haha, hahaha..."

Amid the children's laughter, the six or seven-year-old girl held the pony and moved it forward, simulating the appearance of a galloping horse. The next second, the doll horse head in the close-up suddenly transformed into a majestic horse!

"andeverynightmymindisrunningaroundher."

(Every night my thoughts are occupied by her)

The riding costume in the glass display cabinet no longer stays on the mannequin. It tightly wraps around the young woman's body and gallops with her on the majestic horseback to open the door of the banquet hall.

"thunder"sgettinglouderandlouder."

(She stirred up waves in my heart, which became increasingly difficult to hide)

The intensive clatter of horse hooves and the laughter of the little granddaughter playing house were once a heroic and heroic figure in the grandmother's personal experience.

Faster, faster!

The round-toed high boots firmly stepped on the stirrups, and under the silk top hat with a yellow ribbon, there was a waterfall of long brown hair. The woman held the reins tightly with both hands, riding the horse through the spacious corridor, and stepped on the wide and solemn marble steps outside the palace.

Speeding down!

"babyyou"relikelightninginabottle."

(My dear, you are like lightning in a bottle)

The heroic rider lowered his body and galloped past the fountain pool. His whip was bright and the sound of cracking in the air was heard. The dragon horse under his crotch raised his hooves in the wind. The rider rose and fell, the wind behind his ears, and his posture was like an endless mountain peak.

"ican"tleyougonowthatigotit."

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

The tall horse's mane is flying in the wind, smooth and elegant like flowing silk. The woman with a slight smile on her lips is getting taller and taller, galloping forward in the howling wind like passing through clouds and chasing the moon.

"andallineedistobe..."

(All I need is)

Courtyards, streets, forest roads... The woman's eyes are as blue as the sky, surging with strong joy and wildness. She doesn't stop for a moment, and the surrounding scenery passes quickly backwards, until the golden sunshine shines on the vast green grassland.

The grass is flying, the woman presses her waist and hips, her hands suddenly pull up the reins, the horse neighs, a pair of front hooves kicks up the dust of broken grass, and leaps high.

"struckbyyourelectriclove——!"

(Sinking in your love)

Under the scorching sun, the rider and the horse merge into one, and the figure is outlined by light and shadow with solid lines and tall outlines. As the song reaches its climax, she suddenly opens her hands, facing the sun and embracing infinite freedom!

"Handsome ah ah ah ah!!"

Li Yunshu and her boyfriend couldn't help but scream out at the same time. The picture in front of them was full of passion and joy, and they were dazzled and fascinated by it.

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

The scene of horseback riding gradually overlapped with the scene in "Feiyan". Li Yunshu stared at the female rider's curvaceous breasts uncontrollably.

However, before she could recover from the shock and confusion, a strong gust of wind blew away the woman's top hat, causing her long brown hair to spread out in the wind and flutter in the air.

The camera follows the top hat, which has the same purpose as the previous perfume bottle. It floats through the cracks of time and space. After a few seconds, the yellow ribbon surrounding the top hat deftly breaks away, swirling, flying, and tangled, and finally freezes in

Between a head of thick oaken red hair.

"Huh?"

Li Yunshu and Li Yunshu were stunned for a moment before they realized that this was another scene change.

The red-haired girl stood up from the dressing table. Her evening dress was decorated with tassels and sequins and had a wavy skirt.

The completely different face and a pair of emerald green eyes once again stunned Li Yunshu. It was obvious that this lady was not Qin Jue.

What on earth is going on...?

The red-haired woman tilted her head and looked in the mirror to adjust her hairband, which had some traces of antiquity but looked more elegant. Then she stood up and opened the door. She raised her hand to cover her mouth in surprise.

There was a man in a black suit kneeling on one knee outside. He had been waiting outside for an unknown amount of time. At this moment, he raised his head, with affectionate blue eyes, and opened a gold-rimmed gift box with both hands. A diamond ring surrounded by gems and diamonds shone with luxury.

of light.

The woman's other hand was also raised, covering the lower half of her face with both hands, and the endless affection condensed into tears in the corners of her eyes.

She stretched out her hand to accept his advances. The ring that the man gently put on her finger continued to zoom in on the screen, and the diamonds and gemstones seamlessly transformed into hall lights.

The "Blue Danube Waltz" played, and the happy lovers hugged each other and walked onto the dance floor, dancing gracefully.

"Hey, why has Brother Jue turned into a boy again?...Uh, no, he was originally a boy too...but..."

Li Yunshu felt dizzy and his eyes turned into two coils of mosquito coils.

The man and woman dancing the waltz rotated gracefully, and the colors gradually faded from the picture. A black and white photo left the figure of the two dancing together forever.

The lens is zoomed out, and the black and white photos with a very period feel are placed in the photo frame. The lens is further away, and an entire photo wall is revealed.

A young boy with messy blond hair is sitting on the ground. At first glance, he looks no different from today's youth. He wears a large T-shirt and military green wide-leg pants loosely, but his retro brass glasses frames and exquisite workmanship

His preference for a mechanical watch is clearly revealed. He has 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, click... The boy played with the old Walkman with great interest, occasionally freeing his hand to push up his glasses.

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

He was immersed in the magical melody. After a few seconds, he realized that the room he was in was unknowingly cast in a deep color like a cosmic nebula. He stood up in surprise with his Walkman in hand. The next second, particles were swirling like a vortex.

It wrapped him in it, like the turbulent flow of time and space, magical and irregular.

The bright electric guitar single tone continues, and together with the sound effects of the synthesizer, it forms a brainwashing dance music rhythm. Under the strong drum beat, the blond boy in the center of the screen seems like a character in a dress-up game, with his clothes constantly changing in accordance with the rhythm.

Change, sometimes it's a single-breasted suit, sometimes it's a slim-fit suit with a spotted tie, sometimes it's a shirt with lace on the collar and baggy jeans.

He was dizzy and tried to reach out his hand to stop this cross-dressing prank, but his movements became one pose after another. Not only did men's clothing from various periods appear on his body, but more women's clothing also joined in.

In this beat, his blond hair reaches to his shoulders, and he wears a mini skirt under his loose-cut blouse; in the next beat, his hair is slightly curled at the end, and his printed dress swings in an elegant and playful arc as it rotates; in the second beat of eight,

The round-neck polka-dot mid-waist tutu and the curvature of the chest shocked him; in the third beat, he (or she) pulled at the hem of the shift dress in surprise, raising his head in confusion yet curiosity.

Raise the sleeves to view the embroidered design above.

The clothes may be new or old, the gender may be male or female, the shape may be exquisite or simple, the style may be serious or lively... At this time, large-scale cross-dressing shows will return to the previous ones, presenting them one by one in a faster and more interesting form in a very short 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 backwards in a daze. The surrounding environment seemed to have been smashed into a crater by his body, spreading outward like ripples. The turbulence of time and space was no longer there, and only the neon balls were changing and flickering.

, the music played by the Walkman just now blends into the new scene without any sense of contradiction - this is a disco.

The people nearby closed their eyes and raised their hands, swaying and dancing, while the boy held his head and stared blankly.

At this time, his upper body was in a camisole with bright graffiti printed on it. The tight chest and abdomen lines and strong arms were clearly visible. The multi-layer strap necklace and silver pendant wrapped around his neck added a bit of flamboyance.

As far as this outfit is concerned, there is nothing incompatible between him and the dance hall.

A slender figure walked over, wearing high-waisted tight leather pants that hugged her hot figure. The metallic off-shoulder top and exaggerated leather accessories made people unforgettable.

The charming red-haired girl reached out and pulled up the misty young people. They joined the crowd and twisted their bodies to the beat of the drums under the shining lights.

The camera repeatedly flashed across the red-haired woman's smile, and the boy who was immersed in the music and dancing gradually became intoxicated. They looked at each other and moved, and their feelings became more and more intense.

"ifeelmyheartbeating,ifeelmyheartunderneathmyskin."

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

"ifeelmyheartbeating,ohyoumakemefeel.."

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

"likei"maliveagain!"

(if reborn)

The clear and full voice seemed to be born to match this dynamic tune. The blond young man held the red-haired girl's waist and walked towards a dark and deserted corner. The girl turned back and pushed him against the wall with a charming and charming smile.

"Oops...!" The plot was unexpectedly turned to beauty, and Li Yunshu honestly showed his excitement.

",tomeshe"dsay."

(Spread your charm on me, she said)

The distance between the two people became closer and closer, becoming more and more ambiguous. The young man's strap necklace was shaking, and underneath was his chest rising and falling due to rapid breathing.

"Everything you want" sadreamaway."

(Everything you want is no longer a dream)

The red-haired girl's green eyes reflected his drunken face, and her red lips came closer, about to exchange warm breaths with him.

"underthispressure,underthisweight."

(Under this strong pressure)

The expression of the blond young man was intoxicated with expectation, mixed with shyness and nervousness. He unconsciously moved his eyes downward, and the camera simulated the boy's gaze. The woman's leather neck ring was getting closer and closer in the picture, and the embedded in it was

Bright rubies sparkle under the ever-rotating rainbow dome.

"wearediamondstakingshape!"

(We are like diamonds being carved to shine)

The chorus is like a signal flare, pulling out a long line of smoke to divide the scene. Close-ups turn in and out, the ruby ​​in the neck ring is embedded in the middle and top of the egg-shaped ornament, the disco and the strong rhythmic dance music disappear together, blue eyes

The young man put his hand to cover his forehead, and soon his vision became clear again.

He was sitting at a solid wood dining table, opposite a carefully carved chair. The silverware, porcelain and glassware on the dining table all showed elegance and nobility. The exquisite reliefs and chandeliers on the ceiling, the inlays on the walls

The hand-painted murals on the sides, the oil paintings on the walls and the fireplace are both simple and simple, gorgeous and harmonious, and the furniture with intricate patterns are placed in an orderly manner in the room, creating a luxurious and elegant atmosphere.

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

As if aware of the approaching figure, the young man turned his head and looked.

A fair-haired lady walked gracefully and elegantly, holding up her skirt, walking from a short distance away.

She wore a low-cut ruffled dress with lots of lace, 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 in the empty chair across from her. She felt like she was being sucked into the turbulence of time and space, her mind was confused and she had lost the most basic ability to think.

This, this, this...Qin Jue?

Qin Jue???

Same hair color, same eye color, same appearance.

Different eras, different clothes, different genders.

Li Yunshu watched in bewilderment as the two "Qin Jue" had dinner face to face. The female voice in the background music was superb and her voice was mellow. It seemed that it had been baptized by the years. Therefore, whether she was singing in a low voice or singing loudly, it was the same.

Simple and affectionate.

The memory returned to the meeting between the tuxedo gentleman and the freckled girl across time and space a moment ago. Li Yunshu couldn't help but wonder, what is the relationship between the two people in the picture...?

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

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

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

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

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

Where the wine glasses touched, the picture continued to zoom in, and the slight deformation effect was just like the scene presented in the divination crystal ball. The video transitioned again, and in a blink of an eye, the blond young man's camisole and strap necklace were replaced by a neat shirt and sweater.

.

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

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

He raised his head slightly and stared at the old photo of a lady wearing a lace dress in the pendant. His eyes were full of reminiscence and doubt, as if he was trying to confirm whether this was himself in the previous life or which of his ancestors.

At this time, there was another pendant hanging down from the ground.

The young man looked at it in surprise, his expression strangely stagnant - standing in front of him was a red-haired girl with a pair of emerald-like green eyes. She was leaning forward gently, using her pendant to block her eyes as if mischievously.

Got 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 and had 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 from different eras and different genders.

Soft string music spreads.

Just like the green leaves whirling towards the clear sky, and like the branches deeply rooted in the blue sea bottom, the two people looked at each other and fell in love with each other at one glance.

"wisemansay,onlyfoolsrushin."

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

"butican"thelpfallinginlovewithyou."

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

The magnetic and warm male voice is both singing and narration, conveying delicate emotions.

The camera moves to the blue sky and slowly descends. The young man and the girl, who have grown up a little, are already holding hands, wearing pairs of engagement rings. Their eyes are exchanging affectionately, as if they are a loving couple about to get married.

Dependent couple.

The picture has a soft transition. An old hand tremblingly opens a wedding invitation with "To Grandfather and Grandmother" printed on the cover, and touches the photo of the newlyweds with his fingers.

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

He used crutches and came to the deepest room on the second floor.

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

The furnishings in the room silently tell of the couple's sweet love in the past, and a touch of nostalgia and sadness creep onto the grandfather's face, which is no longer young.

"shallistay, wouldit beasin."

(If I choose to stay, is it a sin?)

"ifican"thelpfallinginlovewithyou..."

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

Grandfather took a deep look at the pile of photos, then walked to the locker, pulled out an ancient wooden box, and opened it carefully.

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

The years silently witnessed everything in the past, and dusty old things came to light one by one. Finally, he opened the red velvet cloth and carefully picked up a white wedding dress.

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

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

Flowers and green plants carefully decorated the arched curtain in front of the rostrum. Young men in suits and leather shoes stood at the end. My grandfather's black suit was old in style, but it could be seen that it had been well kept and had a classic flavor of the time.

The bride holding her father's arm gradually came closer. Her eyes turned red and she closed her eyes. She quickly picked up her skirt and ran towards the man who would become her husband today.

The white gauze is flying like a jumping dove.

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

Congratulations on the newlyweds and miss old friends.

"Ywholelife, too."

(Take my hand and hold my life too)

"forican"thelpfallinginlovewithyou..."

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

The groom took three steps at a time and rushed forward to catch his wife, picked her up and spun her around, with happy smiles on their faces.

They were spinning, spinning, time was quietly going back, the figures embracing each other gradually changed, the wavy skirts swayed, the wedding dress turned into an evening dress decorated with tassels and sequins, the grandfather gently held his wife's waist and stepped on it. The waltz dance moves around and around in the banquet hall.

Spin, spin, the past events of the past gently fade away, and the bright smiling faces of the bride and groom appear in the picture again.

Applause rang out, offering sincere blessings to the newlyweds. The melody intertwined by strings and piano came to an end in a romantic and solemn atmosphere. The grandfather clapped vigorously, his eyes were filled with emotion, and his face was moved.

Outside the screen, Li Yunshu and Li Yunshu made a soft "a" sound.

"So those are the grandparents from back then..." My boyfriend has always had a weak resistance to content related to elders' family ties. Now he was a little tearful and touched his nose uncomfortably while speaking.

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

Li Yunshu's heart felt heavy and itchy, filled with a series of emotions including being moved.

In the picture, as the applause gradually subsides, a handsome and upright blond young man wearing a groom's suit adjusts his sleeves and walks towards the grand piano on the podium.

Sit down, lift the cover of the piano, and let your ten fingers fall naturally with your wrist.

The quiet and soft sound of the piano flows from the fingers, and the black and white keys are like the switch of time. The young man closes his eyes and plays, the surrounding environment changes softly, and his clothes also change accordingly.

Warm strings and grainy husky vocals naturally join in:

"iseetreesofgreen,redroses,too."

(I saw green trees and red roses)

"iseethembloomformeandyou."

(I saw them open for you and me)

"andithinktomyselfwhatawonderfulworld."

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

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

His well-tailored dress turned into a stiff tuxedo and shiny leather shoes, into a lazy and casual suit and soft boots, into a fedora hat, a long-sleeved shirt with a stand-up collar, and dark gray high-waisted striped overalls trousers...

As the scene changes and time passes, the sound of the piano becomes softer and softer until it is completely covered by the warm and soothing singing, and the music seamlessly turns into background music.

"iseeskiesofblueandcloudsofwhite."

(I see blue sky and white clouds)

"thebrightblessedday,thedarksacrednight."

(Bright and lucky day, deep and deep night)

"andithinktomyselfwhatawonderfulworld."

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

One scene after another is condensed into soap bubbles blown by children, shining with colorful light in the sun, constantly floating and rising.

The bubbles flew towards the clouds, and the dazzling sunlight made people dizzy. Within a second or two of avoiding sight, the transition to the white screen was over. The morning light gradually emerged, and a ray of post-dawn light passed through the cracks in the wooden strips of the window frame.

Dispel the darkness in the old warehouse.

The explorer, wearing a brown windbreaker and a dark black beret, lay on the dusty ground and opened his blue eyes.

He still held the gold pocket watch in his hand. It was still ticking, but it no longer rotated counterclockwise. It just moved forward inaccurately like any old clock.

The light-blond haired protagonist looked confused. After a while, he sat up and looked around again.

The dust in the air was still crystal clear, but the old and broken objects seemed to have been slightly repaired by some mysterious power, and were no longer covered with dust and cobwebs as before.

He saw that the dull shadows of the ancient furniture faded away, and the surface seemed to become warmer. He also saw that the rust stains on the metal utensils seemed to be smoothed by invisible hands, exuding some of their original luster. Forgotten by time, eroded by the years

The ancient relics seem to have regained their due vitality. Although it is not much, this small change is still incredible, and I feel surprised and delighted from the bottom of my heart.

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

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

A cut shot shows the protagonist walking out of a quiet warehouse, with the pocket watch chain pinned to his clothes gently swaying as he steps. He walks towards the audience outside the screen, and then walks out of the viewfinder. The camera moves accordingly, tracking his back.

As soon as we entered and exited the room, the scene naturally transitioned to a magnificent reception hall. The coffee-colored windbreaker on the protagonist disappeared and was replaced by a set of exquisite and decent but not completely new tuxedo.

""

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

"arealsoonthefacesofpeoplegoingby."

(reflected on the faces of passers-by)

"iseefriendsshakinghandssayinghowdoyoudo."

(I saw friends shaking hands and saying hello)

"they"rereallysayingiloveyou."

(They are saying: I love you)

The protagonist stood on the booth and toasted to the guests.

The warm music silently witnessed his profile as he told the story. The curtain opened, and beams of soft lights shone on the scattered transparent display cabinets and isolation guardrails, pieces of vintage clothing, jewelry, furniture, and art.

The works are on display. This is an affectionate exhibition of time, and it is the conversation that he most wants to lead the world to have as a collector.

At this moment, antiquities are no longer relics. They are nostalgia for the past, respect for history, the imprint of time that has settled to this day, and the resonance of human emotions.

"ihearbabiescryiwatchthemgrow."

(I hear babies cry and watch them grow)

"they"lllearnmuchmorethani"lleverknow."

(They will learn far more than I will)

"andithinktomyselfwhatawonderfulworld."

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

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

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

He closed his eyes, lowered his head, and his slender figure blended into the pieces of ancient clothes.

"yesithinktomyself...whatawonderfulworld..."

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

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

vintage·:re

After the fixed "re", each word flows quickly like the flowing gravel in an hourglass.

revisit(revisit)

(recall)

return(return)

reminisce(remembrance)

Finally, it settled on one word.

vintage·:recreate

(Vintage·An invitation through time: reappearance)