The 80th anniversary of the founding of Minda University, commemorative activities are in full swing. A school history exhibition, a singing competition, and finally a big celebration. On the day of the celebration, many well-known old alumni were invited, and a certain central leader who could not come also asked a famous singer to participate in our celebration and sing two songs. The school attaches great importance to the singing and dancing party at the end of the celebration, and as a member of the ceremonial team and a supernumerary member of the radio station, I am suddenly busy and energetic. There are four hosts, in addition to the director and deputy director of the radio station, there is also a genius host of the School of Grammar and Law, and later participated in the CCTV challenge host, and the other is the special scholarship sister of the computer.

Luo Shan creatively produced a large-scale recitation program, with video, vocal music, stage, and an 8-minute history of the school to take us back to the 80th anniversary of the founding of the school. All the members of the radio station participated, and took everyone through Minda and into Minda in different generations. After they officially rehearsed, I went to see it several times with my brother. After 80 years, through spring, summer, autumn and winter, the layers are distinct, very old, and very infectious. Several times I followed them to dinner, and Roshan offered to let me go too, but I refused. I think I'm going to be shaking and can't hold the microphone. Robin was still the same as ever, and he didn't show any embarrassment at all because of what had happened before. I really like college because everyone treats me so well.

The celebrations on campus are full of life, and the faculties are not left behind. The singing competition organized by the school has made me observe everyone in the class more carefully since I entered the school, and I love this small group even more. Our class won the second place in the computer science department of level 00, and the first place was given extra points for piano accompaniment.

In our class, none of the students in the class are very fashionable, but they are all still learning. Regardless of the boys and girls, all of them strive for excellence in their studies. Although we are not a top university, everyone is working our own level. It is such a class that puts learning first, and from the first time it began to organize choral training, no one was left behind. Several class committees occupy the classroom, brainstorm and select the participating songs, organize exercises, and have a decent voice division, with a lead singer and a chorus. The other babies all actively cooperated, none of them were crooked, no one asked for leave, and no one showed boredom. Our level may not be high, and several of my classmates are obviously a little out of voice, but I am attracted by the natural cohesion of this simple class.

On the day of the game, nunu from Shanxi said, "Do you know that Macau is not my real surname", which was as graceful as nature. I fell in love with the song ever since. Although the makeup artist painted me an ugly heavy makeup that day, I have always cherished that group photo. That's our youth and love.

The celebration finally kicked off, and I stood in the line of emcees, watching my senior brother on stage, and the deep baritone voice made me stunted, hahaha. I secretly counted the program list, and the two more were the recitations of the radio station, but I saw Robin hurriedly squeezing out of the backstage curtain and quietly coming to the audience. His eyes searched eagerly for something until he found the spot where I was standing.

He walked up to me and whispered to me.

Come with me, I'll explain the details to you as we go.

Luo Shan rarely had this kind of look, and as soon as she walked over, Zhang Heng knew that something must be wrong.

Something went wrong with the voiceover. The soundtrack and recitation can only come out with one voice.

Seeing that two more shows are coming, it will definitely be too late to trim up. The radio station was full of people, and there was not even a scene to save the scene. Luo Shan looked at Zhang Heng with her eyes, and Zhang Heng understood what she meant. In addition to the members of the radio station, the one who is most familiar with this show is the little sister. It's just that she only listens to it every time, and she hasn't read it even once. At this time, the pressure can be imagined. Time waits for no one. It's only a gamble. Fortunately, the voiceover doesn't need to be on stage, it just needs to be behind the scenes. A dead horse should be a live horse doctor, so let's give it a try.

The master of ceremonies is the third on the left side of the stage.

He only said this to Roshan, and hurriedly went to the stage to report the curtain.

Walking back to the backstage, the little junior sister was wearing a cheongsam and a long white windbreaker, and was nervously reading the manuscript. There were several paragraphs in the voiceover, the entry point, the speed of speech, and he felt that his decision was not too difficult for her.

He walked over and turned to him. Half of the little junior sister's eyes and attention were on the manuscript, she looked at him with half of her mind, called out to the senior brother, and hurriedly lowered her head to follow the manuscript. Her attentive appearance made him particularly tempted, as if a kitten was tickling him with its paws. He still had to take care of the work of the host on stage, and he couldn't stay with her for too long, so he touched her head dotingly, turned around and left. The little sister didn't seem to notice him, just focused on reading a few paragraphs of the manuscript repeatedly and quietly, while wearing headphones, trying to remember the access point of the soundtrack.

For the first time, Zhang Heng felt nervous all over his body on the stage, his palms were sweating, and he tried his best to restrain himself from showing anything unusual. He and Roshan are the backbone of the show, and their abnormal performance will affect the expressiveness of the entire show. Finally, the ending remarks of the little sister and the soundtrack of the epilogue are perfectly combined and come to an end. He and Rosanne stood in the center of the stage after the performance, and stood in a row with the others for a curtain call. The applause did not stop for a long time, and he saw the old principal sitting in the audience with tears in his eyes excitedly, and the leader stood up and applauded them vigorously. He is rarely emotional, and he can't help but get excited. University is a place where a person's temperament is cultivated, and it is where the feelings are. This school is destined to leave an indelible mark on many people who have lived here for four years or more.

Several voiceovers went very smoothly, except for the first paragraph, the little sister probably started a few beats late, and the rest were no different from the recording. In the last paragraph, she could clearly hear a slight tremor in the little sister's voice, but the audience who was attracted by the picture, sound effects, and content should not have any special feelings, he just knew her too well. He was in front of the stage, she was behind the scenes, and he thought of the most apt words to describe the moment, Qin Se and Ming.

The last program came to an end, and the celebration came to an end. He retreated backstage with Roshan, and when he saw a person like the Iron Lady, he casually found a table, dragged a long evening gift, and sat down regardless of his image. The recitation just now was too nervous, and the emotions were infected by the enthusiasm of the audience, and the host Luo Shan in the second half of the second half seemed a little different from the usual waves. Everyone has a Pavarotti in their hearts, but it is not easy to find his intonation.