Once the camera of the reality show variety show is turned on, there is no time to stop.

Although the staff of the program team knew that they should not be in the camera, there were always people who quietly came to Gao Ge and asked him about the song "Love the Wind and Dust".

"Teacher Gao, when will this song be downloaded?"

Wang Peng, the showroom reporter of the program team, pretended to come to the kitchen to find something, and came to Gao Ge and asked in a low voice.

At this time, Gao Ge and Cai Wen were working hard to rescue the fried sauce in the pot. Unfortunately, it took too long to lift the lid of the pot and it smelled like a paste. He had to pour it out and make it again.

Hearing Wang Peng's words, Gao Ge shook his head and said, "This song has not been recorded yet, so I guess I have to wait for a while."

"ah?"

No word can describe Wang Peng’s helplessness.

For him, a person in his thirty generations, campus folk songs are a hurdle that can never be avoided and memory that cannot be avoided.

Youth cannot be replaced because it contains too many memories, and time can never be returned.

After listening to Gao Ge's song "Love in the Wind and Dust", the past comes to my eyes one by one, as if yesterday is vivid in my mind, and his youth seems to have never ended.

After getting an uncertain answer from Gao Ge, Wang Peng had to give up and come to the program team's photographer and tricked him with his friend, "Let's go back and reduce the video of Gao Ge singing and pass it on to me..."

"You are already the third one to tell me." My friend said helplessly.

It seems that there are quite a few people who have this idea like him.

"Thank you for your hard work, I'll invite you to dinner."

The staff outside were discussing hotly, and Cai Wen in the kitchen asked Gao Ge while frying sauce again, "When did you write this campus folk song?"

In the eyes of Cai Wen, an old friend, Gao Ge has not touched campus folk songs for many years since the disband of the Qingshui period.

Not only Gao Ge, but also many friends in the circle like Xu Hongfei. These bands and folk songs have begun to find another way out, either turning behind the scenes to create, selling roast duck part-time, or being hosts. Of course, more people have left this industry that they once loved.

It’s not that I don’t want to, but that I can’t.

The remarks of "campus folk songs are dead" were the last public opinion encirclement of this style by the traditional music scene at that time.

Facing Cai Wen's question, Gao Ge answered, "Previous inventory."

After listening to Gao Ge's explanation, Cai Wen nodded in understanding, but he felt a lot of confusion in his heart, "Old Gao, why did you think campus folk songs are silent in the mainstream market?"

This is probably the first time that Cai Wen mentioned such a profound question in "Lid-On Life".

In the past, when guests came, they mostly chatted because they had a working relationship with most of the guests, so they would not mention more topics.

However, today when facing Gao Ge, his old friend, Cai Wen raised the question that had troubled him for many years. He liked and missed campus folk songs, and missed that era. The silence of campus folk songs also made him heartbroken.

"Because the times are different, because there is no campus culture now, the walls of the campus are now shorter and connected with the outside world. Unlike the ivory towers in the past, where the outside is gongs and drums are loud and the inside is white and snow."

Gao Ge carefully said, "At that time, the inside and outside of the ivory tower were clearly distinguished. Life on the university campus was very simple. Now the university campus is getting closer and closer to society, and folk songs are not so pure."

"Music is like poems in our era. Nowadays, music is more like fast-moving consumer goods, and there are too many choices. The world they are in is wider than our era, and their attention is constantly dispersed by new things outside."

"In our time, I could listen to an album for a year, hundreds of times. But now it won't be there. New songs can be replaced at any time in the computer and mobile music app."

Cai Wen, who had never thought about this issue in depth, also figured it out after listening to Gao Ge's words.

The campus has changed, so have the market.

The torrent of the times is irreversible. Many people can only recall the campus folk songs in their youth memories nowadays, which is a pity in his opinion.

"Is it possible to reignite the commercial potential of campus folk songs?" Cai Wen asked again.

"Maybe there is..."

This time, Gao Ge didn't get too entangled with this topic. He looked at the fried sauce in the pot and said, "Is your place ready? I'm going to get some more of it."

"alright!"

With the cooperation of the two, the first lunch today was ready.

……………………………………

After lunch, Teacher Liu took a group of children to work in the fields. Twenty generations of young people were chattering very lively under the guidance of Teacher Liu, who was 20 years old.

Gao Ge and Cai Wen were two "old men" in the yard with mud and mud, planning to cook some carbon and barbecue for a night.

After finishing the work, the two of them sat on the small stool in the yard to rest, too lazy to move more.

"Do you drink water?"

Cai Wen asked when he heard the sound of water boiling in the kitchen.

"Give me a cup." Gao Ge was not polite either.

Hearing his answer, Cai Wen smiled, "I have wolfberry I bought from Ningxia here, I will make a cup of you later."

Soon, Cai Wen came to the yard with two cups of steaming wolfberry water. The red and dark red wolfberry pulp in the glass were like elves, floating up and down with the movements of people.

The two old men were holding a glass of wolfberry water alone, drinking and chatting, forming a sharp contrast with the young and energetic young people on the camera.

It took nearly ten hours to come here, and Gao Ge gradually adapted to the scene where there was a camera tracking wherever he went.

It was getting darker, and the other guests who had finished their work were back. When they came back to see Gao Ge, Cai Wen and the other two were preparing meat skewers and vegetable skewers for barbecue. The eyes of these young people who were already hungry were lit.

"Teacher Gao, Teacher Cai, do we have barbecue tonight?"

"Yes." Gao Ge nodded and replied, his hands were constantly wearing strings, "Whoever you go to wash your hands, come and help, hurry up for everyone."

At this moment, a crescent moon was hanging in the air. The yard was brightly lit because of the filming of the program. Widths of the barbecue smoke rose and drifted in the air, mixed with the aroma of carbon, and the aroma of meat drifted farther and farther away.

After a busy day of shooting, both the host and the guest were very tired.

There were meat, vegetables and sponsored drinks in the courtyard, and everyone recovered. After most of the day, the young people became much closer and talked too much.

They were still talking about music just now, but at some point they turned the topic to love.

Maybe it was the song "Love the Wind and Dust" at noon that allowed them to understand Gao Ge's generation's understanding of love, with a hint of curiosity that everyone wanted to hear the love story of that generation.

"Teacher Cai, how did you and your wife meet?"
Chapter completed!