The welcome party is still going on, and I can't tell if I'm excited or confused at the moment, in short, everything Sister Ying said and did indicates that I am getting closer to the truth step by step.

Thinking of the truth, I suddenly remembered another thing, this time I came to the welcome party, I didn't come to watch the show, but to look for the sixth bloody program list.

I was thinking that if I could, I would be able to get the stolen money from the man behind the scenes.

But now I am set in the seat by Sister Ying and can't do anything, let alone arrest people, even staring at the few people around me......

What about the people around you?

Just now when I was talking to Sister Ying, I didn't realize that Dongzi and the three of them had already left.

At such a critical time, what is the situation when they say goodbye?

Damn it!

Sister Ying's inexplicable kiss disrupted all my plans, and I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but no matter how anxious I was, it was useless......

……

I don't know who once said that when life ravages you mercilessly, if you can't resist, it's better to change your mood, enjoy this ravage silently, and turn yourself into a person with masochistic tendencies.

Convinced by the famous quotes, I sat silently in my seat and watched the whole welcome party. It turned out that I made the right choice, because I hadn't recovered from that confinement until the four presenters announced that "the party was over".

Now I have to wait for someone to save me, and then I can go find the sixth bloody list.

The host stepped down and the leader withdrew. Members of the student council organize the new students to leave in an orderly manner.

Everything that was happening in front of me was normal, but suddenly a very discordant voice appeared in the auditorium.

"Stop, stop!"

The shout stunned everyone, and there was a moment of silence in the auditorium, and then I saw a strange image appear on the big live broadcast screens on both sides of the stage.

It was Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen actually appeared on the big screen, holding a microphone in his hand and shouting at everyone.

"My name is Yang Zhen, some of you know me, and some of you don't. Now I want to say one thing here, and that is that this orientation party was supposed to have my show. But it's because of some self-righteous people. Brushed off my show. You can't see me on the stage. I just want to ask if it is wrong for young people to pursue their ideals. Does our generation have to live on a life trajectory arranged by our parents in order to realize their own value?

You here tell me if you have your own ideals. You come here to go to college. It's for yourself. Or for the sake of those who keep saying it's for your good!

Whatever your answer is, now, me. Yang Zhen is standing here to say out loud that I am in charge of my life. They wouldn't let me be on this stage, I wanted to show up. They won't let me sing, so I'm going to grow my own song here. Friends, tell me if you want to hear it!"

Yang Zhen held the microphone and roared on the big screen, but he was not on the stage.

It stands to reason that everything that appears on the big screen is a real-time broadcast of what happens on the stage, and now the stage scene is disconnected from the broadcast screen, which can only prove one thing.

Someone cut off the broadcast line and showed a video from three years ago.

The people who hadn't left the scene were stupid enough to know what was going on, and the picture on the big screen continued.

I saw that on the big screen, Curly Hair, Dongzi, and Glasses walked onto the stage with their musical instruments, and as they appeared, the audience erupted into enthusiastic shouts.

"Sing, we want to hear it!"

"Yang Zhen, we support you!"

“……”

In the midst of shouting, Yang Zhen smiled and nodded at the "glasses" behind him, and the glasses held a drum flower high with one hand, and then buried his head in tapping.

The passionate drumbeat overshadowed the shouts of the audience, and seeing that the prelude was over, Yang Zhen was about to start singing, and at this moment, Director Feng of the Academy of Arts rushed to the stage with more than a dozen teachers.

The scene from three years ago on the big screen became cluttered, and at the same time, the auditorium at this moment was also extremely noisy, everyone was very puzzled about what was going on with this video playing on the screen, and everyone asked each other who Yang Zhen was.

Three years ago and three years later, the moment seemed incredibly similar, and I sat quietly in my seat waiting for a change to happen.

I believe that the person who played this video was by no means simply showing the scene of Yang Zhen's big scene at the welcome party, he must have other purposes.

Sure enough, just a dozen seconds later, the big screen suddenly went black, and then I don't know who turned off the lighting power of the auditorium, and the entire auditorium also fell into darkness.

The darkness didn't last long, and the big screen lit up again, and a piece of text was displayed on it.

"Three years ago, there was a senior who made a crazy move for his dream. Three years later, in honor of him, we decided to go crazy too. Do you want to listen to the song that Yang Zhen wrote for his dream? Three days later, in front of the auditorium, we will see you and leave!"

The big characters were scrolled four or five times, and then the lights in the auditorium turned on again, and the head of the discipline inspection department of the school's student union, who had seen him before, rushed to the stage, held the microphone and shouted: "All students, please pay attention, what happened just now was not organized by our student union, please don't care about what happened just now, and don't participate in those unclear activities at will." Okay, now the heads of each academy are leading their students to leave the venue in an orderly manner!"

As his words fell, the auditorium became noisy again, and everyone lined up to walk out, and it was obvious that everyone was full of interest in the so-called "see you in three days".

If I'm not mistaken, three days later, October 28, was the day of the campus attack three years ago, and it was also the day of Yang Zhen's death.

There is often a saying among the people that "three years of filial piety", and filial piety is to cry for parents. The three-year rule represents 10 months of pregnancy plus 27 months of breastfeeding. Keeping filial piety for three years is actually the child's kindness to repay the parenting grace of the parents with benevolence and filial piety after the death of the parents.

This tradition has been passed down in China for thousands of years, and has evolved and expanded to include filial piety, while the three-year commemoration of the deceased has been extended to people of all identities. In other words, no matter whose relatives have died, it will take three years to commemorate it.

Then some people want to ask, if it is the kind of person who loses his wife in middle age and loses his son in old age, does he still have to "keep filial piety for three years"? This kind of relationship, "keeping filial piety" is not justified at all.

Truly. The word "filial piety" cannot be used in any relationship. However, the three-year time limit cannot be changed. Because after death, three years have passed, and the last trace of residual thoughts has completely disappeared. If the widow is reconnected within three years, the deceased who still has a trace of residual thoughts will resent the person who has taken his place. If a person who has lost a beloved son conceives a new child within three years. The deceased who still has a trace of residual thoughts will haunt the newborn. Either make it weak and sickly. or share the support of their parents.

To take the simplest example, a person who has an abortion wants to get pregnant again, he must wait until six months later. Physiologically speaking, it is for the sake of the health of the pregnant woman and the fetus; It is to avoid the time of pregnancy, because the previous child is less than a month, and the next child will be entangled by the obsession of the previous child even if it is pregnant. After avoiding the time of pregnancy, getting pregnant does not mean that everything is fine. Before the newborn child is two years old, the love and support of the parents will be shared by the previous child, and it is a trivial matter to get sick from time to time, and if it causes hidden physical and mental damage, it is a major event that affects a lifetime.

Therefore, after the abortion, the most appropriate time is to have another child after three years.

Three years, such a long time, how many vicissitudes of life, life reversals, and how many happy times and family happiness will be lost.

For the sake of yourself and your family, let's be more responsible.

Ahem, it's far away, now it's about Yang Zhen.

Three days later, on October 28, it was three years since Yang Zhen died. On that day, someone wanted to hold an event to commemorate Yang Zhen, perhaps the last time he missed this person, and then completely forgot about it from then on.

In such a strange place as the Human Ghost Village, this thing should exist, and on that day, it was also the day when Yang Zhen completely disappeared.

Judging from the above points, I support these people from the bottom of my heart.

But the problem is, they're doing something a little too much fanfare.

I know that the people who did this should be the children who played with Yang Zhen's ass that Sister Ying said back then, they are all the children of the leading teachers of Tiandao University, so they are naturally not afraid of any school punishment or anything like that. But they didn't know that Yang Zhen's problem was so complicated that it was related to the safety of the entire Heavenly Dao University, and no matter how special their status was, they would eventually be severely punished.

Moreover, they determined the time and place of the event with such fanfare, which doomed them to be impossible.

Forget it, I don't have the mood and ability to care about them, so I'd better think about my own affairs now.

Regarding the question of the bloody program list, the answer is now obvious, it must have been done by Sister Ying, or it must have been done by Sister Ying and a large number of people around her. It can be seen that my little wood carver was also taken by Sister Ying.

It's a shame that she still pretended to say that she had time for me to show her that thing, she had already seen it herself.

Wait, I'll look for her grandfather early tomorrow morning, and the old man, the dean of the art academy, said well. Why are we involved in the matter between their grandfather and grandson, and why do we have to bother and work hard these days.

As soon as I thought of this, I slapped the armrest of the seat with some annoyance.

I can move!

It seems that Sister Ying's spell has failed.

So what do I do now?

Of course, I went to Sister Ying to ask for something.

I stood up and ran briskly in the direction of the backstage of the Great Hall.

At this time, the new students in the auditorium had already walked away, and the minister of discipline inspection who was maintaining order on the stage just now also ran backstage.

Judging from this situation, it should be very lively in the background now.

I thought so to myself, and stepped onto the stage, but when I came up, a dark red under the spotlight above my head suddenly came into view.

I subconsciously looked towards the center of the stage and found a red paper lying on the ground.

Ah, the sixth bloody program list!

Hey, this thing really appeared.

You said, Sister Ying's gang has announced their activities with such fanfare, and what are they doing throwing these bloody program lists everywhere.

Forget it, since you see it, let's pick it up, just take the other five copies, and return one piece to the old man tomorrow.

I stepped into the middle of the stage, bent down to pick up the paper on the ground, who knew that as soon as my hand touched the thing, I heard a "bang" sound in my ears, and there was a sharp pain in the back of my neck, and my eyes were black, and I fainted......

……

"Brother Yang Zhen, does your hand still hurt? ”

“……”

"Ah, Brother Yang Zhen, your wrists are red. Those teachers are too ruthless, just kick you out, why do you have to do it. Does it hurt? I'll take you to the infirmary. ”

"Jia Yue. ”

"Huh?"

"My hands don't hurt, but my heart hurts! I have been preparing for so long just to prove to the old man that my choice is not wrong. But he didn't even give me a chance to prove it! Why, why was I born into such a family, I would rather my father was just an ordinary person!"

"Uh, Brother Yang Zhen, don't be sad. There will be opportunities in the future, so why care about this welcome party. ”

"There's no chance. This time the matter is too big, and with the old man's temper, he will definitely not spare me. Maybe, I won't even be able to stay in school anymore. ”

"No, Uncle Yang, he ......"

"Nothing will not, my old man's temper, I know best. Jia Yue. ”

"Well, I'm here, Brother Yang Zhen. ”

"Do me one thing. ”

"You say. ”

"This song is the first song I have written myself, and I must play it at Tiandao University so that everyone can hear my voice. But now that the orientation party has ended, there are no other large-scale activities in the school in a short time. So, if we want to get things done, we have to rely on ourselves. ”

"Rely on yourself?

"We organize it ourselves, I'm going to have my own concert at school! Jiayue, would you like to help me?"

"Brother Yang Zhen, I am willing. Whatever you do, I support you. ”

"Jia Yue. ”

"Huh?"

"Thank you. ”

……

……

Life is like a play, acting for yourself, life is like a dream, you decide by yourself, life is like a fog, you only see yourself, life is like wine, you know yourself bitter and sweet.

No one can control Yang Zhen's life, because he made his choice at an age when he could make a choice, and he no longer needed to choose when he had no other choice. (To be continued.) )