In the small theater of the Art Building of Huizhou University, after dinner in the evening, the students who were more interested in the 11th performance spontaneously came to the venue to occupy a place.

Before the whole venue started, the seats were already six or seven percent, and the students were chatting enthusiastically before the holiday, or curious about the performances waiting for the future, or asking each other about their holiday plans, after all, the eleventh holiday is a rare long vacation.

Several people in the dormitory of Songyuan 1304, who came to the venue early to grab a good position, were also chatting with melon seeds, a total of 5 of them, two pairs of men and women, plus a poor single dog Wang Wei.

On Wang Wei's left are Li Yunsheng and Zhong Jinting, and on the right are Ye Chuan and Shao Han, at this moment he really shouted in his heart: I want to find a girlfriend!

Putting the rind melon seed skin into the black plastic bag on Zhong Jinting's leg, Li Yunsheng smiled: "I'll watch Vigo's performance later, I'm going up to offer flowers!" Give him a kiss too! ”

Zhong Jinting gave him a blank look and warned: "Then don't even think about kissing me!" ”

Li Yunsheng smiled and took his girlfriend's hand and said, "There are a lot of flowers next to me, is that a trust?" ”

There are indeed many people holding bouquets of flowers in their hands at the venue, most of which are prepared in advance when they know that their friends will perform on the stage, and occasionally the organizers are afraid that the performance will be cold and look for support, but seeing the occupancy situation of this meeting today, they are all relieved, and the students are still more supportive.

Wang Yanmiao, director of the Literature and Art Department of the school's student union, was asking people to plug in the electric board of the water dispenser, and when he looked up, he Bangwei in the back field walked over with a guitar, and hurriedly called out to him: "He Bangwei, stop and show me." ”

He Bangwei heard a familiar voice, and when he looked back, he saw that it was Wang Yanmiao, who he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Not bad, you're really good at dressing, get rid of your sportswear, it's really eye-catching!" Wang Yanmiao sighed that she had been unhappy with He Bangwei's sportswear hobby for a while.

Before coming over today, the band's lead singer Zhao Fatu asked several people to wear formal points, and the performance looked more harmonious, so under the guidance of Li Yunsheng, who had a lot of experience in dressing, He Bangwei was wearing a light blue French shirt, with a navy blue suit, and a black bow tie at the neckline.

Being dressed up like this by him, He Bangwei's whole person looks very energetic, especially looking at his eyes, which are shiny and bright. This is Li Yunsheng's carefully considered and picked out the style of clothes after discovering the characteristics of his eyes, and he is much more concerned about dressing than He Bangwei himself. These clothes were all taken from Li Yunsheng's closet, and he carried three sets in his own cabinet, although he often didn't use them.

The idea of wearing sportswear was also whipped a hundred times by Li Yunsheng.

Wang Yanmiao laughed at He Bangwei, and asked him to go to the backfield to rest, it would take a while to get to his band, and now she had to organize and arrange for the leaders to sit down, and today not only the leaders of the school, but also the leaders of the city's propaganda department came to watch.

He Bangwei carried his guitar, his right hand brushed the six strings as if nothing, and he heard a subtle sound in his ears, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The scene that is about to perform on stage is a thing that the former "He Bangwei" is worried about, and it is about to be completed.

The four members of the band have already arrived backstage, compared to the noisy and noisy venue in front, the back is much quieter, but people come and go, and the fitting and changing clothes also seem lively.

Zhao Fantu sat on the bench, holding the baby's signature guitar, a little quiet.

Drummer Chen Shiyuan touched him and smiled: "What's wrong?" Nervous? ”

Zhao Fantu didn't look at him, his eyes slipped in front of him, and he said with a smile: "No." ”

"Knock knock, knock knock, don't drop the chain later." Chen Shiyuan danced with his hands while imitating the sound of drumming in his mouth.

Zhao Fantu smiled and didn't speak again, glanced at He Bangwei, who was also quiet, and sighed in his heart.

"Distinguished leaders, distinguished guests, dear students, good evening, I am today's host Wang Yanmiao." Wang Yanmiao's voice at the front desk was transmitted through the microphone, and the noise of the venue suddenly disappeared.

"Hello everyone, I'm the host Chen Guangfan. Today is the day of our school's 11th parade......" This is another male host.

Fang An, the bass player who had been shaking his body to find his rhythm, said with a smile: "Sister Miao, host." ”

Chen Shiyuan listened carefully and nodded: "Not really." ”

The 11th show began, and the whole venue echoed the speeches of the two hosts.

Wang Yanmiao smiled while looking at the leaders sitting in the first row, there were two vice presidents Li Haide and Huang Ping, five school leaders, several professors, and Zheng Huaping, deputy director of the Municipal Propaganda Department, sitting in the middle, was communicating and laughing with the vice presidents on both sides.

Generally speaking, the first program of the performance is often more formal, standardized, and aura.

"Next, I would like to invite our President Li Haide Li to come to the stage to deliver an opening speech." Sure enough.

Immediately there was warm applause, and Principal Li's reputation in the school was still very good, and he walked to the center of the stage with a brisk walk.

……

"Hey, this dance isn't bad." Li Yunsheng drank a cola and commented on his girlfriend Zhong Jinting on the side.

"When will you get to Weizi?" Ye Chuan was a bit bored, he didn't like dance performances very much.

Wang Wei watched it with relish, especially when the girls were bouncing on the stage, he replied casually: "Come on." ”

There were fewer people backstage than before, and the students who had finished the performance had no task and walked from the aisle to the venue to feel the atmosphere of the audience.

In the corner of the venue, Ke Haihua was holding his guitar to debug, and from time to time he saw the four members of Zhao Fantu's band some distance from him.

He Bangwei did not react to his gaze, or rather disdainfully reacted.

Ke Haihua obviously saw He Bangwei's perspective turn here, but as if he hadn't seen anything, he didn't stop for half a minute. There was a faint anger in his heart, but he didn't adjust it, and he was ready to use this emotion to play and sing a song "Blooming Life" to himself.

This way helps him to have better explosiveness on stage in the future. When the audience cheered thunderously, it was the moment for me to prove myself, Ke Haihua said silently angrily in his heart.

He Bangwei happily listened to the applause in the venue, it was almost time for the band to perform, and when he heard this applause, he felt faintly comforted in his heart, is this the feeling brought by the memory of assimilation.

Zhao Fantu picked up his guitar, got up from the bench, patted the shoulder of the drummer Chen Shiyuan next to him, and said with a wry smile: "I'll go to the toilet." ”

Chen Shiyuan didn't care, his eyes were staring at the dancing girls who had just come down from the front desk, and said, "Hurry up, it's almost us, don't be late." ”

Zhao Fantu didn't speak, carrying his guitar and gently going out of the backstage passage.

In the middle of the night, a member of the student union came to inform: "It's almost time for you, the previous magic trick has passed, and there will be another sketch, get ready." ”

Chen Shiyuan nodded again and again, took out his mobile phone and muttered, "Why hasn't Brother Zhao come back yet, he's having diarrhea?" I called him. ”

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"Damn, what's the situation! It's almost us! Chen Shiyuan was a little impatient.

"I'll look for it!" Fang An put down the bass and went straight to the passage.

"I'll be back in 10 minutes!" Chen Shiyuan shouted at him.

In the far corner, Ke Haihua looked at Fang An's anxiously running back, and smiled inexplicably.

……

"Here's a band group 'For the Tribe' to sing Beyond's classic track 'Glory Days'."

He Bangwei's face was calm, and he said to the two people with ugly faces next to him: "Go." ”

Three people played.

PS: A thousand things, pay with a sigh.

I feel like I'm constantly getting more and more positive.