Wang Qian, the tutor in charge of the forum of Guman College, the light of the star stone is not too strong, and the paper in his hand is still the paper from a long time ago, which was written by Tian Xiwen, and the handwriting is still clear, but the paper was thrown into the wastepaper basket by himself, and it happened to be June There was a musty smell.

Fortunately, I went to the Southern Continent some time ago, and I didn't have time to destroy it, otherwise it's a pity.

Although the paper only writes a summary, it is clearly layered and the reasoning is very logical.

On the night of July 6th, when I saw the blooming roses, I already felt that maybe I was really wrong. Or is it as if nothing happened?

It's really hard! On the one hand, there is a struggle between morality and conscience, and on the other hand, vanity and selfishness are sinking.

In the end, vanity lost to the conscience that had not yet been extinguished, and he decided to establish the Feiyin Life Theory project, hoping to 、、、、

The dog signed the document sent by the organizing committee of the forum of the college, which roughly meant that the dog was asked to prepare, and there was also a paper submitted by the team leader Tian Xiwen to the organizing committee of the forum at that time - "On the Theory of Feiyin's Life".

I've been waiting for this day for a long time, and I hope to reawaken the team leader, and wake up the hot-blooded, youthful, persistent, and stubborn team leader.

On the evening of July 21, the altar of Kuman College was opened, and the dog stood in the center of the lecture venue, a circular platform of less than 100 square meters, surrounded by amplification equipment on all sides.

There weren't many people in the audience, and because it was the first time to appear, the dog seemed a little unaccustomed at first, and the whole person was a little cramped.

"Now I invite the dog initiates of the Feiyin project team to give a lecture on the life form of audio for everyone、、、、、" Next to the main podium, Wang Qian stood on the sub-podium and repeated to the audience in the stands.

"Ahem!" The dog cleared his throat, and the surroundings began to gradually quiet.

"Dear Mentors! Dear initiates, Good evening, everyone! ”

The dog took out the prepared transcript of the speech. Because I was a little nervous, the order of the manuscript was a little messy, and after sorting it out, my heart was still beating hard, in fact, the form of 'Feiyin's life' was really unfamiliar to me. Or maybe it's just a concept.

This time on the altar, I have been thinking about it for a long time, I want to take risks, I want to push up the team leader who still seems to be sometimes demented and sometimes normal, no matter what the result is, there is always a glimmer of hope, right?

But there is a greater possibility that the Feiyin team will once again become a joke in people's mouths, because the team leader is still like that after all. He didn't know what the next outcome would be, but he had to give the team leader this chance.

The 'Theory of Audio Life' has no meaning to himself, he doesn't care whether it is successful or not, the important thing is whether the team leader can come back and return to normal, so he has to gamble.

The dog calmed down his apprehension, "What I'm talking about below is about the life form of audio, and frankly I don't have any relevant theories, in other words, I don't have much data to tell you!" ”

"Coax!" There was a lot of noise in the stands.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know what I'm doing up there? You're so good-looking! ”

"How the forum is done. Such people also pushed up and collected the money! ”

、、、、、 have everything to say.

Wang Qian was also surprised. But there was also preparation, after all, that person was already crazy, and she saw that at the entrance of the altar, Tian Xiwen looked at the dog on the podium, and his eyes were not as demented as he imagined. It's just a little wooden, but it's by no means dementia.

Yelu Xiuwen next to him looked at Wang Qian, meaning whether to expel or not, to expel the child who was talking nonsense on the podium now, Wang Qian waved his hand. It means to continue listening to the other person.

"Everyone, be quiet, I know I say this, people don't understand, but it's true! My ceremonial flower was invented inspired by the theory of audio life, but it is only one of thousands of forms of audio life、、、、 true sound life form is much richer than that、、、、"

The stands began to fall silent, and on the night of July 6, the brilliant night sky was still convincing.

"I'm just a trickster, and the one who really knows the life form of audio is my team leader Tian Xiwen!"

The dog pointed to Tian Xiwen, who was ascending the altar.

"As you all know, something happened to my team leader, for the sake of audio, for research、、、 but I still believe it! He's the protagonist tonight, and he should be the protagonist tonight, because this 、、、、"

The dog pulled out the thick stack of project notes that he had prepared.

"That's more than 40,000 blood matching experiments! This is a **** night and night for 4 years of refiners! This is the accumulation of generation after generation of Feiyin Group! This is a vestige of the age of audio! ”

Lo Geer sat in the guzza's seat, he was attending the lecture as an observer, and the young man on the stage had not moved himself once, but this time he 、、、 reminded him of those things, those things about dreams.

The blood in the body is like alcohol, and the other party's words want to be kindling, and when the other party says, 'This is a trace of the audio era', I couldn't help it anymore, I stood up, clapped my right hand with my left hand, for the Feiyin group, for the people with dreams, and for myself.

The applause in the stands was sparse, and then it became more and more intense.

"Dear Mentors! Dear initiates, I implore you all to give my team leader a chance! Maybe,、、、 maybe he won't be able to say anything right now, but I plead with you all! Give him a chance to find himself again! ”

The venue was unusually quiet, and the people seemed unusually heavy.

Wang Qian nodded to the deputy next to her, for some reason, she felt that the dog's words were particularly warm, because she was once like the young man who was now at the entrance of the altar, and she was also a researcher.

The deputy asked the guards to send Tian Xiwen to the podium, and Tian Xiwen walked to the dog's side, still a little dazed.

Looking at Tian Xiwen in front of him, the dog handed the thick project notes into Tian Xiwen's hands.

Tian Xiwen took the project note in the dog's hand and looked at the dog in surprise, and the dog motioned for the other party to look at it.

Tian Xiwen flipped through the project notes, these words are very familiar, Long Blood, Audio Life, Nine Thousand Six Hundred and Eighty-four Blood Matching, Feng Xiu's guess、、、、、

Everything began to get chaotic, and I remembered the excitement when I found out that Long Blood activated the sound, and I also remembered myself who was alone in the forum that day、、、、

What is this standing on yourself? Is it standing on the podium of the forum? How so?

Yesterday came like a tidal wave, blurred, and then clear, many, many pasts, congested and shuttled in my mind at an unimaginable speed、、、、、

Tian Xiwen finally raised his arm, bowed, and saluted like a rostrum, wanting the audience to salute and salute the dog、、、、、

The voice trembled a little: "Mentors! Dear initiates, Good evening, everyone! On behalf of the Feiyin group、、、、、"

Looking at the dog who was slowly speaking, he felt a sour thing, which rushed up from his lung cavity and blocked his throat, and then he couldn't see anything in his sight, and the team leader in front of him became a blurry color picture, and the team leader came back!

Lo Gel listened to the trembling voice, could no longer control it, let the tears wet his eyes, and he made a decision that he wanted to live for his dreams, like these young people, for dreams once.

Wang Qian looked at Tian Xiwen, and also burst into tears, because she was happy, sometimes people are so strange, obviously it has nothing to do with herself, but when those touches come, she still can't be herself. (To be continued.) )