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He tried his best to share some time with Jiang Shiye, but Jiang Shiye couldn't bear to disturb him any longer.

"See you at the opening ceremony." Jiang Shiye said softly.

"good."

Cen Si sent Jiang Shiye to the door.

Their respective busy times always pass quickly.

The countdown to the Olympic Games gets smaller and smaller until it becomes 1.

Maybe it's because of the sports students, when they fell in love at the age of eighteen or nineteen, Cen Si and Jiang Shiye read the news about the countdown to the Paris Olympics, and clicked on some classic opening ceremonies, and they would shudder under the covers.

There will be encyclopedia entries for the opening ceremony of each Olympic Games, which will be remembered.At that time, Cen Si said without any prejudice: "It would be great if our names could appear together in this kind of entry. This will be recorded in the annals of history."

Jiang Shiye smiled: "Unfortunately, I'm not an athlete. Just dream."

"No, just like the opening ceremony, you are performing and I am on stage. We will be recorded together."

At that time, Jiang Shiye was still a resident singer in an unknown bar, diligently giving Cen Si a massage, listening to his sweet words, he was happy, and he was willing to follow the fantasy: "Then you wait another twenty yearsWell... don't retire by then."

"No, I have a very long fencing career. It may be my second Olympic Games, or my third Olympic Games. I don't know where I have not applied for the fourth Olympic Games. But the third Olympic Games is the host, and we will be in the Bird's Nest..."

Ten years later, on the night of the opening ceremony in Beijing, Jiang Shiye stood in the waiting area of the Bird's Nest of the National Stadium, listening to the footstep-shaped fireworks blowing up louder with the countdown, lamenting that life is so fucking absurd.Cen Si's first Olympic Games.Fortunately, life is so fucking miraculous, no matter how outrageously fanciful he is, he will do what he says.

The waiting area where he was located was already a sea of people, young actors, big actors, guides, makeup artists, all busy and excited.

The center of the stadium is even more lively and spectacular.The huge venue was full of seats, the red national flag merged into a long river, the lights were bright, and the cheers were like songs.Athletes from all over the world gather here, collide and merge.

The Olympic ceremony officially kicked off.The whole world is focused on it, and all channels are broadcast live.

Jiang Shiye's performance was also very smooth.The repertoire was co-created with the pianist for the opening ceremony, with the theme of pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Although the specifications for such occasions are too high, and he has to face the political leaders of many countries, he still plays stably as a live veteran.

After the end, he quickly occupied a favorable terrain, waiting to appreciate the entrance ceremony of the delegations from various countries.

There are more than 200 countries, and the host is at the bottom. He is not in a hurry. He took out his mobile phone and checked the audience's feedback on the opening ceremony and his performance.

There are a lot of private messages from fans on Ins.

Jiang Shiye has the habit of "flipping cards" in private messages, earning a few every night.

A fan whose id is JlikeJ sent a picture to arouse his curiosity.He clicked into the chat box and found that it was a photo of himself singing in the bird's nest.

It's not a screenshot of the live broadcast, but a profile photo of the scene.

This fan is here.

Although it was a private account that could not be checked, Jiang Shiye could immediately see who it was.

——Chinese also has the taste of a garbage translator.

"Why did you give someone else the Dunton I gave you"

"Are you going to have love with your ex-husband again?"

"You like fencers. But I'm the best fencer in the world"

"I will win the championship"

"I will beat him"

"He doesn't deserve you"

"I'll take the gold medal and tell you love"

"Love your song about papermaking tonight"

Jiang Shiye flipped forward again, and found that he had actually flipped through his sign a long time ago.As a loyal fan, he started three years ago and basically sends out every day: "I really like to use your songs to accompany me during training and practice rhythm"

"Jiang, you are very, very handsome. I love you."

...

Jiang Shiye didn't pay much attention to things like this before.Things are so relevant, let him know this 18-year-old John one after another.

He pulled the chat box to the bottom again, from uncontrollable laughter to complicated mood.

He quit and didn't reply again.

This kid... doesn't seem to want to be his fan.

Although the language is naive, it seems to be moving for real.

The festive Golden Snake Dance song played, and Jiang Shiye dreamed back to the New Year. He put his phone in his pocket and couldn't help but lean forward.

he came.

The clothes of the Chinese delegation were complained online that they looked like scrambled eggs with tomatoes, but Jiang Shiye thought they looked pretty.At least Cen Si can hold the combination of red suit, yellow shirt, and white trousers, especially showing his long legs.

He walked in the front and waved the national flag, leading the team of 776 athletes behind him.High-spirited and high-spirited.Jiang Shiye thought again, good looks are useful, let the world see how pleasing the athletes of this country can be.The footsteps are imprinted on the five rings, one step after another.

Tears welled up in Jiang Shiye's eyes, he felt that he had waited too long for this moment, let alone Cen Si.

But he still didn't cry. If he is almost thirty years old and still cries all the time, then he is really hypocritical.

In the end, he still couldn't help but shed tears.

At that time, it was the last and most anticipated process of the opening ceremony-the lighting of the Olympic flame.After Cen Si finished the entrance ceremony, he sneaked into Jiang Shiye's side.

Obviously there was no contact, but he still found him accurately.In the dimly lit auditorium, the two held hands tightly. Seeing Cen Si in a daze, Jiang Shiye asked, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm imagining such a moment eight years ago." Cen Si said.

Jiang Shiye remained silent, feeling a little sour.

The ignition ceremony of the Beijing Olympic Games did not use any high-tech. The two-time Paralympic archery champion lit the arrow in his hand with tinder.

The sacred fire platform is 21 meters high. He raises his head and raises his arms, draws his bow and nocks his arrow. When he releases his hand, the arrow is like a red star across the night of the bird's nest, rushing to the end of the universe.

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