Outside the stage, the cameraman of Xincheng TV station has been preparing all the equipment for a long time, as many as six of the best cameras of the TV station, facing the stage from all angles, the sky is gradually dimming unconsciously, the red sun sets, a little star begins to shine in mid-air, a full moon, hanging in the sky, and the stage of the stadium is brightly lit, and the huge LCD screen behind it is even more dazzling. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The appearance of Geng Jianbo and others caused the whispers of many school teachers and leaders in the audience, but I didn't expect that the leaders of the city would also attend, no wonder the guest seats were prepared, and the face of this political discipline was really not small.

As for the political science and the others, they are a little curious, compared to Geng Jianbo, who can often appear on TV, a few of them seem to be much stranger, and many people speculate that the relationship between these people and political discipline can actually sit on the guest seat.

And in the crowd of speculations in the audience, a slightly bald man looked very ugly, as if he had been constipated for dozens of days, looking at Zheng Xueping in the guest seat, with surprise and a hint of fear in his eyes, this is none other than Zhang Cheng, the principal of the seventh middle school who had a conflict with Zheng Xueping, yes, he also came, and sat in the team belonging to his own school, after seeing Zheng Xueping and Geng Jianbo sitting in the guest seat with a smile and a smile, his face was not good-looking, he was now in a very tangled and worried mood, no wonder, no wonder there was such a play, political discipline, Zheng Xueping, even if he was stupid, he knew what the backing of this teacher under his command was, and then looked at the way he and Geng Jianbo, the leaders of various departments in Xincheng on weekdays, talked and laughed on the stage, unconsciously, he turned out to be sweating in his head, this political science and learning, when did he actually have such an interpersonal network, and he still went to provoke him, it was simply the birthday star who hanged himself, and he was afraid that his life was long, if he said a few bad things about himself to those leaders, then he was the principal, I don't have to think about it, I'm afraid it will be the end, thinking of this, he is now repentant, looking at a few people on the stage like sitting on pins and needles, and he is worried that he will no longer have the leisure at the beginning。

In the audience, the teachers and students couldn't help but glance at their watches, there were still ten minutes to go until seven o'clock, and the concert was about to start! At this moment, they stared at the stage motionless with excited looks on their faces, for fear of missing any of the scenes of political discipline.

As the second hand finally pointed above the twelfth position, a burst of melodious music sounded in the huge stadium.

"Graduation, always come so unprepared, too late to look back, three years have passed, we have been together day and night, in this most beautiful season, will usher in the final parting, because of youth, we breathe deeply, dream hard, because of youth, we are not afraid of failure, and strive to fly forward, because of youth, we have endless energy, happy together, because of youth, we agreed to create common memories, inlaid in the youth commemorative book. We live a happy life freely, look at everything optimistically and cheerfully, are not sad and confused, and have infinite confidence and courage to chase our dreams. Because we believe that there is nothing that youth cannot do! Because we believe that our stories will be engraved in our youth commemorative book! A "Youth Memorial Book" is dedicated to everyone, may our youth never come to an end", accompanied by a warm and beautiful voice like jade, a white dress of political discipline accompanied by singing, slowly walked out, the spotlight hit his body, set off the white coat, like a prince outside the sky, dreamy and beautiful.

Zhengji's eyes swept and looked at the family members in the guest seats on the side, as well as Geng Jianbo and Principal Liu, who nodded in greeting, and Geng Jianbo also looked at Zhengji under the light and bowed slightly.

Zhengji cast his eyes to the first few rows of the audience, where, sitting Du Xiaokang and the teachers and students of the first class of the second middle school, everyone's eyes moved with him, Zhengji showed a bright smile, waved at them, and then the second class and Du Xiaokang Their cheers resounded in the audience, the students of the second class were even more red at the moment, and some people even stood up and waved their hands to Zhengji.

Wu Xinmei sat in the crowd, looking at the political discipline on the stage, looking at his bright face, her heart at the moment seemed to be a little rabbit jumping around, so that she couldn't spit out a word, just watched and listened deeply.

"Ah! come out! come out! Masaki! I love you!" Masaji's voice is still echoing in his ears, and the people in the audience, who have accumulated emotions for several hours, can't help but shout out loudly, the girls of various schools, at this moment, are looking at the prince-like Masaki on the stage with peach blossoms, holding hands tightly, shouting, waving their hands, venting their excitement and worship in their hearts.

With the cheers, the spotlight flashed, gathering on the big characters of the five concert names of the "Youth Memorial Book" fluttering on the stage, and at the same time, a burst of melodious music sounded, as if stepping on the pulse of people's hearts, along with this sound, the clean and magnetic singing of political discipline resounded through the stadium as if it came from the sky.

"Give you my heart as a memorial

This love is fresh any time you open it

With me by my side, no matter how bitter it is, it becomes sweet

Open your eyes and see forever"

Give me your heart as a memorial to my dreams

With your blessing, we can be perfect

No matter how strong the wind and waves are, I will move forward bravely

Our love is embedded in the commemorative book of youth"

Masaki's singing voice penetrates the sky, in this starry night sky, melodiously echoing in everyone's heart, this beautiful melody, shocking everyone's nerves, this melody, this lyrics, they have never heard it, obviously, this is a new song written by Masaki for this youth concert! They were fortunate to be the first listener!

"Last summer

Counting seashells and sprays on the seashore

We pray for next year today

I was able to maintain such a carefree smile

You're summer

There is a sea breeze blowing across the blue sky of the palms

It made me forget how salty tears are

It's a sunny day as soon as you appear

I still want to hear what you say

You're going to take me around the world

Even the whole world is changing

Nor will it change for your brave self."

In his ears is a singing voice that is as bright as heaven, and in his eyes is the peerless posture of politics and discipline on the stage, tens of thousands of pairs of eyes, not a pair of deviations at the moment, staring at the young man on the stage tightly, the smile is as bright as the sun, so that they even seem to smell the breath of youth between their noses, so sweet, so touching.

At this moment, regardless of gender, regardless of age, regardless of ugliness and beauty, all people are immersed in the artistic conception of this song, and they are unable to extricate themselves for a long time, what a beautiful song, what a young song, listening to the song, they even have a feeling of being in the playground at the moment, they recalled those years in the playground to talk about the future of Yixing, the students who have graduated from the third year of high school, unconsciously, their eyes have been slightly moist.

"Give you my heart as a memorial

This love is fresh any time you open it

With me by my side, no matter how bitter it is, it becomes sweet

Open your eyes and see forever"

Give me your heart as a memorial to my dreams

With your blessing, we can be perfect

No matter how strong the wind and waves are, I will move forward bravely

Our love is embedded in the commemorative book of youth"

Zheng Xueping's family, on the right guest seat, with some crystal tears in their eyes, looked at the dazzling son on the stage, although they already knew the work he did, but now they saw it with their own eyes, after experiencing it themselves, they felt more deeply that the political discipline was excellent, Zheng Xueping's mood at the moment was complicated, his mood at the moment was like the undulating sea, and he couldn't wait to run on the stage immediately, stand with his son, and shout loudly to all the people in the stadium" This is my son!"

And Li Xuemei, who has already had red eyes, as a parent, who doesn't want her children to get ahead and be noticed by thousands of people, and all this in front of her, her children have done it, and they have done what the two of them can't do in their lives.

Zhang Jinwei's mouth opened slightly, lying on the table, looking at his cousin on the stage blankly, although he already knew his cousin's popularity, although he had made corresponding preparations in his heart, but at this moment, what he heard and saw still made him dumbfounded.

"A year later

We went our separate ways

Although experienced a different story

Still remember the promise by the sea

I still want to hear what you say

You're going to take me around the world

Even if the whole world changes

Nor does it change for your brave self

Give you my heart as a memorial

This love is fresh any time you open it

With me by my side, no matter how bitter it is, it becomes sweet

Open your eyes and see forever"

Give me your heart as a memorial to my dreams

With your blessing, we can be perfect

No matter how strong the wind and waves are, I will move forward bravely

Our love is embedded in the commemorative book of youth"

The last time, the audience is no longer silent, the people at this moment have recovered from the initial touch, followed the singing of Zhengji, waved their arms, and hummed together, one person's voice may not be big, but tens of thousands of voices gathered together, and even overpowered the singing of Zhengji, echoing in the sky of this open-air stage.

At the same time, thousands of miles away in China, people are also watching TV programs at the moment.

Liu Ye from Anhui Province, a junior student, sat bored in front of the sofa, absentmindedly changing channels from time to time, watching boring programs on TV, muttering and scolding, in recent years, there have been more and more channels, but there are fewer and fewer good-looking ones, the TV screen is changing from time to time, advertisements, weather forecasts, news, one program after another flashed in front of his eyes, but they couldn't arouse his interest.