Zhang Zhiqiang has been in the School of Economics and Management of Ningbo University for six years, and he has failed countless courses, and his credits have been much worse, but he has benefited a lot from being exposed to it for so many years, and he has benefited a lot. The latest free chapters of the book can be found here.

Attend classes, take exams, get certificates.

He didn't need to worry about these things, he devoted himself to his work, shared a lot of pressure for Jiang Yao, and in his spare time, he specialized in the works of enterprise operation and management.

The other masters of the 301 dormitory, who seem to be playing soy sauce at school, are all working hard to review, sharpen their guns, and prepare for the upcoming exam month.

As a model of entrepreneurship after the 85th generation who has been on TV, as a role model for countless college students, and a public figure, several guys are afraid of failing the course and destroying their tall image.

June at Ningbo University is also a faint and sad graduation season.

"Brothers, my band performs at night, I must come to cheer, who doesn't come, I'm in a hurry." Jiang Zhi picked up the bag with an electric guitar, carried the effect, looked around at everyone in the dormitory before going out, and waited for the friends to nod before leaving the dormitory and going to the auditorium for rehearsal.

There will be a graduation party tonight.

At seven o'clock in the evening, almost an hour before the start of the party, boys and girls poured into the auditorium in an endless stream to occupy seats.

Yang Chen once joked that "the library, self-study room, canteen, computer room, and not enough seats are also a good thing, which cultivates everyone's sense of competition in disguise." ”

When the six people in dormitory 301 entered the auditorium, there was a huge auditorium, and only the first and last rows of seats were left, and the first row was reserved for the school leaders.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the stage curtain slowly opened, and the standard voices of the male and female hosts were comparable to those of professional announcers, echoing in the auditorium.

Handsome men and beautiful women on the stage, will always arouse shouts and whistles one after another, and some people even chant so-and-so I love you, graduates who are about to leave school, venting their inner passion.

Perhaps, the separation is tomorrow, maybe it will be difficult to meet again in this life, if you don't indulge it, don't confess it loudly, it may be an unforgettable regret.

Behind the audience, Yang Chen and others, who were initially careless, gradually entered the state, although they had not graduated, the emotions expressed by the graduates more or less affected them and poked into the soft places in their hearts.

Graduation is a sad word.

How much love it buries and how much longing it dilutes.

All the good days end up just becoming a blurred memory.

Yang Chen looked left and right, and the people in the dormitory were all staring at the stage intently, fortunately, they had a common career, even if they graduated, they could still get together from time to time, counting the ups and downs, joys and sorrows of the past.

"Next, the band ICE will bring you two old songs." After the hostess finished the curtain call, she stepped down gracefully, and Jiang Zhi and other members of the band calmly took the stage.

The audience applauded thunderously.

The ice band is already popular with the boys and girls of Ningbo University, and Jiang Zhi is a member of the 301 dormitory and one of the founders of Lianzhi Company, which has attracted a lot of attention.

"First of all, I would like to present you with an old song, my brother who sleeps on my top bunk." Jiang Zhi carried an electric guitar, stood in front of the McCoffee shelf, led the band members, and bowed to the audience.

Brother who sleeps on my top bunk.

Silent you.

Those questions you used to ask me.

No one asks anymore.

Give me a cigarette to my brother.

Give me a happy past.

Jiang Zhi played the guitar, imitating the old wolf's slightly hoarse singing style, vividly, everyone in the audience, including Yang Chen, listened quietly, when the music stopped abruptly, people were still immersed in the dissipated singing, or immersed in the memory of the past.

The audience was silent for two or three seconds before thunderous applause erupted.

"Good!" Han Lei opened his throat and applauded, clapped his hands vigorously, and subconsciously looked at Yang Chen next to him, and couldn't help but be stunned, his heart was so strong and tenacious that he almost became a boss, and his eyes were full of tears.

"Boss" Han Lei's elbow knocked Yang Chen, Yang Chen smiled calmly, rubbed his tearful eyes, not to regret the passing years, but to remember those sacrificed comrades.

The second song of the ice band "Glorious Years" is a classic old song, and the audience is difficult to sing along, many girls quietly cry, some couples, singing and singing, holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes, until they are speechless, a few people in the 301 dormitory originally planned to leave after Jiang Zhi finished singing, but they watched the whole party.

Yang Chen walked out of the auditorium and took a long breath to calm his mind.

On a cool night, the campus is full of boys and girls taking a cool walk, Yang Chen and his dormitory buddies wandered aimlessly, unconsciously walking into the road in front of a canteen, every year, graduates gather on this road to sell old things, old books, old materials, old computers, in short, I don't want to take away the things that can be sold for a few dollars, all of them are put out.

The whole road is like a night market, and it is particularly lively.

The most bullish students in the history of Ningbo University appeared together, which also contributed to the noisy atmosphere of this road, and many people came over to say hello, talk, and set up.

Yang Chen responded with a smile, after dealing with a group of people, he raised his eyes and looked around, more than ten meters ahead, under the old bookstall under the street lamp, a bewitching figure entered the line of sight, familiar, very familiar.

Shen Yue?

Yang Chen was afraid that he would admit his mistake, so he took a few steps closer, it was indeed Shen Yue, and while he was overjoyed, he wondered why Shen Yatou ran around at night.

"Yueyue, why are you here?" Yang Chen walked quickly towards Shen Yue, and Shen Yue, who was squatting at the bookstall flipping through old magazines, turned her head with a bright smile and a variety of charms.

"I've been here for more than half an hour, and I've called you a few times, but you didn't answer, thinking you were fooling around, so I had to walk around alone." As Shen Yue spoke, she slowly stood up and grabbed Yang Chen's arm.

Yang Chen took out his mobile phone and took a look, there were indeed four missed calls and two unread text messages.

Han Lei, Zhou Huiqiang, Zhang Zhiqiang, and Jiang Yao flashed very interestingly.

Yang Chen put on his mobile phone and asked Shen Yue, "Why do you think of coming to school to look for me at night?" ”

Shen Yuejiao smiled and said slowly: "My colleague held a farewell dinner for me, and I happened to pass by Ningda after eating, and I couldn't help myself, so I came in." ”

"Farewell dinner?" Yang Chen was surprised.

"yes, farewell dinner." Shen Yue avoided the important and trivialized, deliberately hung Yang Chen's appetite, and looked at the cute appearance of the man she loved so much, Shen Meiren was happy and told the truth.

"Sign up with CCTV?!"

Yang Chen was a little surprised, Shen Yue had just worked in the provincial TV station for a year, and he was a newcomer, and he was favored by CCTV.