Chapter 61: School Celebration II

The prelude to the evening party "Looking Up at the Starry Sky and Looking Back at B University" jointly produced by the School of Information Engineering and the School of Astronomy, the silent night sky, the constantly changing lights projected on the main teaching building, and the vastness of the starry sky in the universe are transformed into portraits of people, telling the history of B University; Rapidly changing lines, spreading into dots of stars, and combining into a dreamy galaxy, indicating that the future of B University is as bright as the starry sky.

The neat and regular war drums roared and stirred people's hearts, and the representatives of each department held high the banners of their own faculties and gathered from all directions; The neat wavy wave is magnificent. The front desk was crowded with thunderous applause.

With the change of light projection music, a total of six people, including outstanding alumni, famous hosts, artists, and teachers and students from the School of Journalism and Communication, took to the stage: "Distinguished leaders, distinguished guests, dear teachers, dear students, all friends from all walks of life who care about B University, all seniors and alumni from all over the country and all over the world, good evening. ā€

Bai Jing, a well-known artist who is an old alumnus, took the lead in speaking: "Time flies, time is the passing youth, time is the wrinkles that climb up the face, and time is the annual rings of accumulation; In the blink of an eye, we ushered in the 80th anniversary of our alma mater. ā€

Lu Rui, a well-known host, sighed: "I still remember the scene when I walked into the campus, the scene of frolicking by the lake, and these good memories have always been in my mind." ā€

Li Hui: "Yes, B University recorded the good times of our youth. Unforgettable gable buildings covered with ivy, unforgettable straight boulevards, and unforgettable B large warm and moist as jade, light and quiet. ā€

Wang Lirong: "The shadow of the lake and the tower, with the changes of the years, looking at the changes of the wind and clouds, how many young and unruly talents and beauties have been sent away, witnessing the long years from generation to generation. ā€

Zhou Hang: "Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night, where several generations of B adults gather together to kick off our celebration with our own passion and high spirits. ā€

Zhang Nian: "Yes. I am proud to be a B-adult, and I hope that the school will be proud of me in the future. University B has worked hard to nurture a group of outstanding talents for decades, and they are also returning to our alma mater tonight to celebrate its birthday. ā€

The applause was thunderous, the music sounded, and the outstanding alumni representatives took the stage to speak and sing the school song. All aspects of the front desk were carried out in an orderly manner, and the backstage was also extremely lively, and it was only at the end of summer before the start of the party that I found out that there was a problem with my performance costume.

Xu Wenni looked at the end of Xia anxiously and said sharply: "Why did the back of your cheongsam collapse, how can you go on stage." ā€

The end of summer is also helpless: "I also want to know, I obviously checked the clothes when I left." ā€

Li Jing looked at the torn clothes, as if they had been hooked, and the whole thing was dewired. "What are you doing now? Although your program is in the second half, where are the costumes coming to the stage now? ā€

At the end of the summer, he was silent for a while and said: "Otherwise, I won't be on stage, and I will replace the accompaniment with the reason, I still have a disc over there." ā€

Xu Wenni objected loudly: "How can it be, the length of the music of the two is different, what about the solo dance in the middle?" We've discussed it before, and what if you temporarily replace the seniors in the first part? The other dancers were also in a hurry.

Winnie Xu remembers that tears are about to come out, because this show is very important to her, and she is going to transfer to the journalism department next year, and it would be a pity if such a good opportunity was missed. Then she thought of something: "Sun Jiaqi has a whole set of red Hanfu, and our Department of Language and Literature originally preached national culture, not necessarily cheongsam." Moreover, the clothes worn by the seniors in the first part are all costumes with national characteristics, and our dance costumes are also classical dances, and the Hanfu is just right. ā€

Li Jing clapped his hands: "Yes, let someone get it." When he turned his head and saw the short hair at the end of summer, he said in embarrassment: "What about pretending to be hair?" Is it just so nondescript? ā€

Late Summer: "I have black wigs in my cupboard, and they know about it." The key is here, let Jiaqi go to the dormitory. ā€

The backstage instructor also knew about it, and was a little angry at the end of the summer: "Everyone else is guarding their own clothes, and you made such a big mistake if you were late, it's too child's play." I'll report this matter as it is, and I'll find out about the clothes. Regardless of whether or not you can carry out this punishment, you will not be able to run away. ā€

There was no rebuttal at the end of the summer, which was indeed my own carelessness. She shouldn't have left her place to answer the phone, and she shouldn't have let her clothes out of her sight. Whether this matter is man-made or unintentional, she has an unshirkable responsibility.

Although Xu Wenni was angry, she still took the initiative to say to the end of Xia: "The cuffs of Hanfu are very large, when you do the movements, try to go to the farthest route, and use the strength of the joints to turn your wrists; The lower skirt is narrower, and it is not easy to step too big; You come out early at the second accent and salute. It's like this. ā€

Xu Wenni seriously demonstrated the movement like the end of summer, standing upright, her arms folded and stretched forward, her right hand slightly bent, her left hand attached to it, her arms moved down from her forehead to her chest, and at the same time her upper body bowed forty-five degrees. He also pointed out the skills of turning his wrist at the end of summer.

The dance was figured out at the end of the summer, and I learned it quickly, and I sincerely said, "Thank you." ā€

Xu Wenni said a little uncomfortably: "I'm helping myself." Thank you for it, but our relationship can only remain as it is. "The end of the summer did not speak, and continued to remember his movements.

Zhang Nian: "Unconsciously, our party has reached the part of inheritance, which is a very important part of the inheritance of a country and nation, and our B University also maintains this fine tradition very well. ā€

Li Hui: "What is culture? What is Inheritance? Culture is a nation, the traces of an era, the blueprint depicted between the lines of the literati, and the etiquette of the ordinary people who have passed on their words and deeds from generation to generation. ā€

Bai Jing: "Yes, the 5,000-year-old history of China has precipitated our country; The persistence of any culture is a work of heart, accompanied by indescribable loneliness, which can be said to be the sadness of culture, but also its charm. ā€

Bai Jing: "It symbolizes the vitality of stubborn resistance, as long as the culture is not extinguished, the nation still exists." Please enjoy the program "Inheritance" presented by the teachers and students of the Department of Language and Literature and the Ancient Musical Instrument Society. ā€

The bright red end of summer stands especially conspicuous backstage, with a simple hair comb to reveal a smooth forehead, contrary to the usual heavy stage makeup, the end of summer is clean and beautiful, only the bright red of the lips remains.

If you insist on saying that there is any disharmony, it should be a temporary wig bag made on the top of the head, which appears suddenly, with a simple hosta. Late Summer takes a deep breath and touches the wig bag on her head, hoping that it won't fly out when it spins for a while.

The applause falls, the melodious and euphemistic guqin sound will put people into the tunnel of time and space, and the guzheng is like a crisp and sultry touch of the deep valley and secluded forest; The sound of the pipa is crisp, and the rich Xun Ying and the melodious flute sound of Qingyuan. The atmosphere is elegant and delicate, which makes people feel shocked.

Xu Wenni's soft figure fluttered up, adding dynamics to the banquet of the palace. The erhu sounded, a touch of bright red slowly moved forward, covered his face and saluted, and his hands fell naturally in front of his abdomen. The music starts, the group fanning, and floats softly.

After a gust of wind, Li Zhuoxin confirmed that the woman in red was the person he thought, gentle and elegant, and so moving; Dressed in red, she is like a newly married girl, looking forward to being shy.

The hands turn their wrists and fall, the hanging cuffs float with the wind, and the steps and rotations drive the green silk to thousands, like a blooming peony; The red crisp hands are as clear as magnolias.

The joy falls, the colors are scattered, and the hustle and bustle returns to dust in a blink of an eye. Fate is like smoke and water, and the bright moon and breeze do not shine away from others.

Wen Minrui clapped her hands excitedly, looking at the figure at the end of summer excitedly, tears appeared in her eyes. Zhuo Tingting said with emotion: "We used to say that when we got married, we had to perform ancient rites and wear Hanfu, but both of us had a chance. That's the schoolgirl you've been talking about, and that's good. ā€

Wen Minrui interrupted her friend unhappily: "Is it just good?" Write the lyrics and compose the music by yourself, and the two lines on the invitation card are also her works, or did I personally give them to Xiaoxin. I thought I couldn't see it, but I didn't expect it to be printed on it. The end of the summer is the most satisfying student I have met so far, very talented, and rare is not arrogant or impatient. ā€

Zhuo Tingting turned his head to look at his proud friend: "How did I find out that you didn't just mean this, you had other ideas." ā€

Wen Minrui muttered in a low voice: "I was discovered by you, I am going to pull her and my stinky boy together, and Ma Jianyi also thinks this girl is good." ā€

Zhuo Tingting: "You have not yet skimmed these eight characters and you have started to float, I hope you can get your wish this time." ā€

The bustle and whispers at the front desk had nothing to do with the end of summer, she returned to the backstage in a daze, and a large group of people pulled her to take a photo before she had enough rest.

Guo Feng found an opportunity to sneak backstage and waited quietly. At the end of summer, you will smile lightly and freeze in an instant. The boy just looked at the bright-eyed girl, like a painting, and people were reluctant to move away.

Late summer: "Aren't you busy?" ā€

Guo Feng: "This body suits you very well, it's beautiful." ā€

Xia Mo said bluntly: "Thank you, although it is beautiful, but I am so tired of pretending." ā€

Sun Jiaqi scolded with a smile: "Do you think it's appropriate to dress so elegantly and say such tacky words?" That's it, don't move, it's beautiful. "Holding a camera at the end of summer, it's a beautiful dream from any angle. At the end of summer, he couldn't cry or laugh, shrugged at this Guo Feng, and ushered in Sun Jiaqi's shadowless palm.

This school celebration was undoubtedly a success, whether it was the speech at the symposium or the arrangement of the program, it brought a good positive evaluation to Li Zhuoxin, and the previous small voice immediately dissipated. That's what he wants, but he's a little unhappy right now because there's a constant stream of people asking about the end of summer.

The old professors of ancient Chinese literature, who had been reserved and silent, abandoned their original insistence and used all the words of praise. In fact, Li Zhuoxin wanted to shout: That's a tomboy, you can't collectively lose your memory. Listen to what the hell this is talking about, you should distribute glasses to the professors of the literature department collectively.

A professor was poetic, and read unhurriedly: "The embroidered curtain hibiscus smiled, and all kinds of customs surrounded the eyebrows; Liu Yemeirong smiled, and her eyes moved to be guessed. ā€

An overseas alumnus said with satisfaction: "The inheritance of the literary accomplishment of B University is promising, whether it is the performance of court instruments, the elegance of solo dance, or the opinions of lyrics and songs, and the transcendence and meaninglessness of singing, all of which show the traditional culture of our nation." The Department of Literature at B University is full of talents. ā€

Another younger overseas alumnus sighed: "Now those Chinese or international students blindly pursue 'foreign flavor' and 'novelty', and they no longer understand our traditional culture. What's more, he didn't even know Chinese, and became a veritable 'banana man'. Sad. ā€

This alumnus works at a well-known university in the United States, and has seen so much of the hustle and bustle of Fuhua and the 'fast food' culture that he has almost been assimilated. This school celebration aroused the enthusiasm in his heart, and he has been committed to the inheritance of overseas Han culture.

The old principal Du Heng likes this show very much, not only because he is from the hometown of Shu embroidery, but also because it evokes his own good memories. So he said happily: "After thousands of years of precipitation and transformation, we have abandoned the dross and developed the essence to the extreme." B University needs such precipitation and transformation, and it also needs more innovation. Zhuo Xin is good, I believe that B University will usher in a more brilliant tomorrow under the leadership of you and Wen Zhe. ā€

Li Zhuoxin modestly and plainly accepted everyone's praise and evaluation, not arrogant or impatient. There is no need to be restrained, accept the praise of others with peace of mind, and face tomorrow with more humility. This is just the beginning, and the prologue of the story is just playing.

Yuan Wenzhe and Du Heng glanced at each other, taking a fancy to the satisfaction in their respective eyes. Whether it is out of selfishness or public intentions, Li Zhuoxin is undoubtedly the best gift from the times to B University, and only a leader with a bold identity like him can overcome difficulties and make big changes.

No matter how big the celebration is, there will always be a time for the curtain to end. There is no need to be happy or depressed. When you come to the end of time, looking back, it is impossible for time and the people in your memory to wait for you. Now all you need to do is look forward and take it one step at a time.

ps: It's late for today's update.,My parents are here.,I'm walking around with them to take a look.,Fortunately, there's some inventory.,Otherwise, it's going to be broken.怂 A little heat stroke, a chapter passed three times, revised once to be correct, the office for a long time too poor characteristics, to exercise. /(愒o愒)/~~