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Chen Changsheng received a call from the principal in the office, asking him to focus more on the orientation party, after all, he is the head of the Chinese department, and in the teaching staff, he is the most powerful at playing the pen.

The hasty holding of the welcome party this time was not because the school leaders had a short circuit in their brains, but because Chen Changsheng was naturally clear about the hidden feelings, that is, because a heavyweight old alumnus wanted to come and see his younger brothers and sisters, and his old man's schedule was very tight, so he could only hold the welcome party in advance, and he had to ensure the quality of the party.

When Chen Changsheng came to the art museum, he passed by a handsome and heroic young man, who was still wearing ancient costumes, and it was estimated that he was rehearsing a show. Chen Changsheng glanced at it, and saw that this classmate seemed to be a little depressed, shook his head, and didn't think deeply.

In the art museum, Zhu Keqing and the director were holding Qin Jianfeng's lyrics and repeatedly scrutinizing the composition.

"If this song is sung well, Qin Jianfeng will be even more popular!" The instructor had to admire Qin Jianfeng's talent, being able to write such lyrics is definitely the level of a top lyricist.

Chen Changsheng walked in quietly, the students were busy with the things at hand, and no one paid attention to him, which made him quite satisfied. He's not the kind of school leader who talks about pomp and circumstance.

"What's the matter, what are you looking at?" Chen Changsheng couldn't help but wonder when he saw the two female teachers pondering around a piece of scratch paper.

"Director Chen!" The two of them were also very respectful when they saw Chen Changsheng coming.

Chen Changsheng smiled and nodded, and then said, "Can I take a look?"

"Of course you can!" Zhu Keqing handed the scratch paper to Chen Changsheng.

"Oh, it's the lyrics!" Chen Changsheng nodded disappreciatively, but when he finished reading it all, his expression immediately became solemn. As a literati, he knows the rhyme of this lyric very well.

"Is this what you wrote?" Chen Changsheng said in surprise as he looked at the two teachers.

Zhu Keqing shook his head at the same time with the art instructor and said with a wry smile: "How can we have such a literary style, it was written by a student!"

Chen Changsheng: "···· ！”

"Student, is that the student in ancient costume just now?" Chen Changsheng suddenly thought of Qin Jianfeng, who passed by him.

The two female teachers looked at each other in surprise, and then nodded at the same time: "Yes, that's right, it's him!"

Chen Changsheng nodded: "That student's temperament is indeed very good!"

"Did you see him?" asked Zhu Keqing.

"Well, I passed him when I came in, but looking at his appearance, he seems to be a little depressed! I guess I went out for a walk!" Chen Changsheng sighed, and then asked: "Hurry up and compose a music for this song, by the way, have you figured out who to sing?"

"This song was written by Qin Jianfeng, I think it's better to let him sing it!" the art instructor decided.

"Is he okay? This song is very good, it has to be sung well! It's a plus for our party!" Chen Changsheng has some of them, and those who can write songs may not be able to sing!

Art Director: "He sang a song in the afternoon, and I think it's okay!

"Then hurry up, time waits for no one!" Chen Changsheng waved expectantly.

Qin Jianfeng's mind was a little confused, and he walked out in a daze.

Feng Shuang was transferred away! These simple five words made him feel that his heart was hollowed out all of a sudden.

In my memory, my military career has always been boring. Endless training, endless tasks! Every day is trying to surpass ourselves. It was Feng Shuang who changed his life from black and white to color! In the last few years, the reason why he was able to persist was inseparable from Feng Shuang's encouragement and support! As soon as he thought of this, Qin Jianfeng thought of the appearance of the first friend of the opposite sex in his life: a standard figure, a heroic appearance, short hair with ears, and a sweet smile...

"Let's go... Let's go·· People have to learn to grow up by themselves·· Let's go·· Let's go·· Life is inevitably painful and struggling... Let's go·· Let's go·· Find a home for your heart!" Qin Jianfeng touched the willow tree by the small river on the campus and couldn't help muttering to himself.

Transferred, Qin Jianfeng is no stranger to these two words! With their identities and experiences, once the organization decides who to transfer, it means that there is almost no possibility of coming back! Feng Shuang was transferred, in order to protect her, maybe he will never have the chance to see her again, maybe, she can only appear in her dreams.

A publicity officer of the student union accidentally spotted Qin Jianfeng, who was gazing affectionately at the river, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide, he often went to the field to collect wind and knew how to capture beautiful scenery. The beautiful man in white, the green trees, the small bridge, and the flowing water constitute an incomparably exquisite picture.

"Going out with my camera today is the wisest thing I've ever done in my life!" the propaganda officer excitedly took out his camera and began to take pictures tremblingly.

The ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted Qin Jianfeng's sadness, and the three words Zhu Keqing on the caller ID instantly made him walk out of his sadness.

"How did you forget this ancestor!" Qin Jianfeng smiled bitterly and ran towards the art museum.

The propaganda officer only took a few photos, and Qin Jianfeng ran away, which made him very frustrated, but he should be able to cut out a few excellent zhào piàns, and he was excited and immediately rushed back to the dormitory to get busy.

"Where did you go!" Zhu Keqing immediately questioned when he saw Qin Jianfeng finally appear.

"My brain is a little messy, go out for a walk!" Qin Jianfeng explained.

Zhu Keqing glanced at him, people who have no heart and lungs will have messy brains?

"You wrote this song, can you sing it?" the instructor asked.

"I'll try?" Qin Jianfeng hesitated.

"Okay, don't be stunned, let's get started!" the instructor handed the draft paper to Qin Jianfeng.

In the end, it is a song written by himself, which is relatively familiar, Qin Jianfeng sang it again, although some places are not smooth, but there is basically no big problem.

After Liu Yunhai listened to this song, his eyes immediately turned red, this song, this lyrics, whoever sings it is popular.

"Very good, this way, your program will be changed to this song!" "The instructor prepares to revise the program list.

Liu Yunhai couldn't sit still, he wanted to fight for himself.

"Teacher, isn't Jianfeng playing the flute? It's already been reported, so it's not appropriate to change it again!" Liu Yunhai reminded.

Zhu Keqing was slightly stunned, and then said, "What do you think?"

Liu Yunhai glanced at Qin Jianfeng jealously, and then said: "I'm a singing program anyway, I'll sing!

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Keqing and the others frowned at the same time, Liu Yunhai was simply plagiarizing the fruits of Qin Jianfeng's labor by doing this.

"Jianfeng, what do you think?" Zhu Keqing asked Qin Jianfeng for advice.

Qin Jianfeng glanced at Liu Yunhai, this guy's eyes were full of greed, but his face was full of selflessness for the sake of the overall situation, such a hypocrite was really disgusting.

If he hadn't received the old chief's diàn huà, Qin Jianfeng would have given it to Liu Yunhai, but now it doesn't have to be the same, and the organization will show his edge, so he has to seize every opportunity to show himself.

"The song I wrote, I should sing it more appropriately!" Qin Jianfeng said calmly.

In just one sentence, Qin Jianfeng's attitude was indicated, which made Liu Yunhai very embarrassed.

"Jianfeng, although your singing is good, but after all, you have not received professional training, and tomorrow night's party is very important. I won't steal your limelight if it's not a rash time, I just hope..." Liu Yunhai chattered and wanted to fight again, but Qin Jianfeng had already flashed.

Zhu Keqing smiled weirdly and chased after him, and the art instructor patted Liu Yunhai on the shoulder and said: "If Jian Feng wants to sing, let him sing, after all, the song is written by someone else! If you perform your show well, you will have a chance in the future!"

"Understood, teacher!" Liu Yunhai nodded unwillingly, looking at Qin Jianfeng's gaze with a hint of hatred.

Qin Jianfeng found a small hall and tried hard to practice this song well.

Qin Jianfeng's song "There Will Be No Future", the subtlety of the lyrics may be to make people face the most cruel reality, the most true self, and the most helpless parting.

Qin Jianfeng is a very attentive person, which is a good habit developed in his years of military career. When he decides to do something well, he will do it with special care and selflessness. This is one of his great strengths.

Singing a song and singing a song well are two completely different concepts.

Chen Changsheng came quietly together, and after stopping to listen to Qin Jianfeng's singing, he quietly left.

Many students and teachers came to listen, and after listening to it, they left with different faces. There is sadness, grief, and nostalgia.

After feeling that he could barely sing, Qin Jianfeng stopped practicing, and Zhu Keqing on the side immediately sent a glass of warm water.

"Great! You sing great!" Zhu Keqing said with red eyes.

"Thank you, why are you crying?" Qin Jianfeng took the water cup, drank it all, and found that Zhu Keqing seemed to be in tears.

"Such affectionate lyrics, such a wholehearted singer, everyone will be moved!" Zhu Keqing rubbed his eyes, and then chuckled.

Qin Jianfeng nodded disapprerovingly, he was just trying to do one thing well.

"Take a break! You've been singing all afternoon!" Zhu Keqing saw that Qin Jianfeng was still reading the lyrics, and immediately said with concern.

"It's okay, I've got to brew my emotions again! There will be no time in the future..." Qin Jianfeng was still very focused when he got serious. devotes himself to the research and exploration of music, and Zhu Keqing, the big měi nǚ beside him, is like a Buddha and has no sense of existence.

Teacher Zhu Keqing tilted his head to look at him, under the gold wire lenses, a pair of smart beautiful eyes were full of curiosity, which one is the real Qin Jianfeng?

A good song can always make people feel happy, Chen Changsheng will be indefinite after listening to Qin Jianfeng, and the whole person is like walking in the clouds.

"It's been a long time since I've heard such a golden song!" Chen Changsheng stood in front of the window of his office, looking at the students coming and going downstairs, he couldn't help but sigh, and his thoughts returned to his student days, when the sky was bluer, when the grass was greener, and when the girls were more pure...