The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993 Chapter 367

Chapter 367, School Celebration

walked over, Zhang Xuan smiled and greeted: "Principal."

The principal got up and beckoned: "Come on, let's take a photo together."

Hearing that, a female teacher with a camera next to her was very knowledgeable and had already stepped back to start taking pictures.

Photograph?

Take a group photo together in public?

Zhang Xuan was a little surprised and a little flattered, this is obviously a self-promotion.

Needless to say, the old man was very happy to be side by side with the principal.

The two of them moved their heads slightly closer together, smiling from the heart.

"click" and "click" twice, and the group photo is completed.

Taking a photo with Principal Gao is like opening the flood gate of the reservoir.

With the first, there is the second.

Zhang Xuan is very busy, very busy.

Busy taking a photo with Jiang Bai, Vice President of CUHK.

Busy taking photos with the secretary and director of the management institute,

I was also busy taking photos with some unfamiliar people, but they were all big shots.

Zhang Xuan finally found Rooney who was seated in the 3rd row, and said with a smile, "Guide, let's get one too."

Seeing this scene, Rooney was very happy.

Originally, according to today's coffee table and seating order, there is no such wonderful thing as a group photo.

Just now, just like the majority of students, she quietly watched the people in the front row back and forth to take pictures, and she was very envious.

Because it is also a kind of glory, a status symbol.

Unqualified people, who would be so ignorant to go up there?

Rooney smiled brightly and was in a good mood. After taking the photo, she did not forget to send her blessing: "Come on!"

"it is good."

After taking the photo, Zhang Xuan briefly mentioned the seat with the director and secretary.

These two are also clever people, and they immediately understood his intentions.

Happily agreed.

The seats of the performers are arranged in the leftmost area in front.

Here are all handsome men and beautiful women, put on makeup, dress up and sit there, waiting to take the stage.

Seeing Zhang Xuan coming over, the eyes of these people all turned to him.

Even if someone was whispering and chatting just now, it stopped at this moment, and quietly and closely looked at the legendary writer, the multimillionaire.

Feeling everyone's gaze, Zhang Xuan didn't care, he walked to Wen Hui's side naturally and sat down next to him.

Seeing this, everyone in the guest area turned their attention from Zhang Xuan to Wen Hui.

Even if this person is calm on the surface, they are more or less envious of Wenhui in their hearts.

There are even a handful of people with a hint of jealousy.

This jealousy is not malicious, it is entirely natural.

How about?

Among the alumni present in the small auditorium, who would not want to get to know such a cool and powerful friend like Zhang Xuan?

Zhang Xuan ignored everyone's eyes, sat down and exchanged a tacit glance with Wen Hui, then waited quietly for tonight's performance.

After 6 pm, the sunset slowly sank into the horizon, and the sky gradually dimmed.

The stage lights of the small auditorium turned on one by one.

The main lights of blue, red and yellow change, combined with the star screen-like discharge lights, top lights and stream lights, the stage is beautifully illuminated.

The staff on the stage tried the spotlights one after another, and then turned on the sound for final tuning. When everything was ready, the staff quietly exited the stage.

The next moment, the lights turned dark and bright, and the two hosts came up.

Su Jinyu is beautiful today!

Fair skin, airy bangs, light yellow wavy curly hair casually embraced, a lavender French dress evening dress, a slender and perfect figure, and gracefully stood at the center of the stage.

The huge small auditorium was instantly silent.

The people below looked at Little Eleven, who was impeccable from temperament to dress, from appearance to aura, and their eyes were shining.

Looking at the unparalleled and unparalleled Xiao Eleven under the light, everyone suddenly remembered the previous scene.

Su Jinyu had attached the intimate picture of Zhang Xuan to her ears. Thinking like this, many people subconsciously looked in the direction of Zhang Xuan's seat.

Combined with rumors.

Combined with the rumor that Little Eleven is bitterly in love with Zhang Xuan, many boys feel sore in their hearts!

I'm not happy!

They can't wait to replace Zhang Xuan, take Xiao Shixi home and put him under him.

Wu Yao, a freshman in the front row of the management academy, was staring at the incomparably dazzling Little Eleven, and his heart was half cold.

secretly said: Su Xuejie, who was so talented, was unable to take down Zhang Xuan. Does it mean the same result on my own?

Wu Yao is depressed, and now she wants to die.

She was thinking, and hoping, that if this great writer was a little more diligent, she might still have a chance.

But Wu Yao just inquired about it. At CUHK, this great writer who made her heart flutter as soon as she met her, except Su Xuejie, had never had any scandals with any girls, and seemed to focus on Du Shuangling.

I love Du Shuangling alone!

At this moment, Wu Yao, who was heartbroken, felt that his life was not good. Cupid's arrow came at the wrong time, too late.

Contrary to Wu Yao, although Du Shuangling in the audience looked at Xiao Shi with a smile, she didn't have any sense of urgency or pressure in her heart.

The reason for is very simple: the scene of the sweetheart defending him just now has been seen by all the teachers and students of the school, and it has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Du Shuangling knew that although her boyfriend's heart was not perfect, his heart was not entirely on his own.

But in her opinion, apart from Mi Jian, Zhang Xuan is also devoted to some extent.

No matter how beautiful you are, Little Eleven, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how beautiful you are.

So Du Shuangling is not very worried.

Like Comrade Ai Qing said, men, who are used to eating fine grains and fine rice, will not easily eat bran and swallow vegetables if they have developed their taste.

Thinking of refined grains and fine rice, Du Shuangling's figure involuntarily flashed through Wen Hui's mind, but she was quickly suppressed by her.

After more than a year of getting along, and through more than a year of secret observation, Wen Hui has no signs of being attracted to her man.

At least so far, no clues have been found.

Even when she just learned that Zhang Xuan was a great writer, she didn't show any strangeness, which made her very satisfied.

As for Mi Jian, Du Shuangling deliberately forced herself not to think about it.

Little Eleven on the stage is very eye-catching.

In fact, a male host in a black suit is not bad.

looks like Zhou Zhou Zhengzheng, has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and has a loud voice. Zhang Xuan knows that the male host is called Zhao Liang.

The scene was silent, and everyone looked at the stage attentively.

The director took the time to take the stage and started to speak.

Ms. is given priority, and Su Jinyu is the first to speak: "Dear leaders!"

Zhao Liang answered: "Everyone!"

Su Jinyu: "Dear teachers!"

Zhao Liang: "Classmates!"

The two together: "Good evening everyone!"

Su Jinyu introduced herself: "I am Su Jinyu, the host of today's party."

Zhao Liang followed the introduction: "I am Zhao Liang, the host today."

Su Jinyu said: "70 years of hard work, 70 years of continuous improvement."

Zhao Liang said: "70 years of spring weather, 70 years of talent cloth."

Su Jinyu said: "The 70-circle annual rings are inscribed with the vicissitudes of history and the grandeur of old age."

Zhao Liang said: "The 70 years of spring and autumn record the sonorous and unyielding high-spiritedness of walking."

The two hosts were full of emotions on the stage, eloquently…

The bored Zhang Xuan counted the time, not more than one second, not less than a second, just 4 minutes for the opening remarks.

The business of these two people is good, and they are still very proficient.

Next is the principal's speech.

This high school principal is a pragmatist, as opposed to the long, sleepy bureaucracy.

This little old man was smiling, and his speech was concise, witty, and very flavorful.

Zhang Xuan counted it down. Just because of his resignation, the guests, alumni and students laughed 5 times and applauded 6 times.

Zhang Xuan summed it up as follows: Principal Gao is very friendly, has no airs, and speaks very well.

In his opinion, it is really rare to be so casual at such a high position.

After his resignation, the old man didn't leave, he tickled his hand in the direction of the seating area of the guests in the center of the stage.

I saw Principal Gao holding the microphone and humorously saying:

"That man, come up consciously, don't let me shout."

The audience burst into laughter, applauding and booing.

Zhang Xuan was speechless, he had seen something unreliable, but he had never seen something so unreliable.

It wasn't like this during rehearsal.

Speechless and speechless, Zhang Xuan got up very graciously. Under the illumination of the chase lights, he walked to the stage.

Su Jinyu handed him a microphone from the side and whispered, "Come on!"

"Yes." Zhang Xuan responded and walked to the center of the stage.

Principal Gao played the cards out of common sense and took the lead in attacking: "I think you seem reluctant?"

Zhang Xuan picked up the microphone and said, "Principal, don't wrong me.

Although I was deceived.

But I have done a good job on the surface. Look at my smiling face, how bright it is, more beautiful than a flower, and will never show my inner reluctance. "

The old ones don't matter, and the small ones don't matter even more.

Listening to the indistinct conversation on stage, the audience laughed again.

Principal Gao tilted his head and asked, "How is the song preparation?"

Zhang Xuan said: "Okay."

Principal Gao said, "You can follow me later."

Zhang Xuan was stunned for a moment, what are you following? But the momentum cannot be weak, and the confidence is full: "Don't worry, you can't lose it."

Principal Gao asked: "You come first, I still come first."

Zhang Xuan said: "You are an elder, you sing first."

Finished!

The prelude of "Xintianyou" sounded.

Light, compact and bursting.

Just then, Principal Gao, who had been standing well before, moved.

I saw the old man suddenly flung his hands briskly, twisted his waist briskly, and his feet were still moving in a clear rhythm.

The hands, feet, and waist move and move in harmony, with a tacit understanding and great rhythm, giving people a somewhat naughty and elegant feeling.

Zhang Xuan was dumbfounded, what the **** is going on?

We practiced together for more than 20 days, and the old man didn't tell himself that there was still another show?

On the stage, one was very excited, the other was standing quietly; one had an intoxicated smile on his face, and the other was in a dazed state, forming a strong contrast.

Looking at this scene, everyone in the small auditorium suddenly understood what was going on!

Co-authored writer was scolded by the principal?

suddenly smiled knowingly, and they all felt that the old principal was a little interesting.

The school leadership program that everyone didn't like to watch at first just came up with a trick, which made everyone applaud.

Principal Gao glanced sideways at Zhang Xuan, the meaning was obvious: Don't you want to keep up, keep up.

Zhang Xuan felt dizzy, so what did you mean by keeping up?

Really Nima's is not reliable, he didn't get the law, and he immediately followed suit.

Principal Gao twisted his waist, followed by Zhang Xuan

Principal Gao stepped on the beat, and Zhang Xuan followed.

But after all, Principal Gao has been planning for a long time, and Zhang Xuan, a beginner whose imitation ability is strong, is a bit dwarfed.

This differentiated performance…

The people below went crazy with joy, giggling and laughing, laughing all over the place.

Anyway, this is the case, and Zhang Xuan is also going out of his way. I thought that my status and status were there, I couldn't lose anyone, at most it was just a fun for everyone.

Just jumping and jumping, the accident happened again, and Principal Gao suddenly shook his leg.

Shaking his legs!

Zhang Xuan can't fix it all at once. The trembling of this leg is not ugly, very artistic.

But he was not prepared, the rhythm was disrupted, and then he couldn't keep up for a while. This scene immediately brought waves of laughter and applause.

The prelude finally passed.

The first paragraph is from Principal Gao: "I bowed my head to the ravine, chasing the passing years.

The wind and sand are all over the valley, and I can't see my childhood. "

The singing is unrestrained, open, gripping, and soul-stirring.

Principal Gao sang really well, this is the voice of everyone in the small auditorium.

The second paragraph of belongs to Zhang Xuan.

He picked up the microphone and sang: "I look up to the sky, searching for the distant past.

Baiyun swam freely, but nothing changed. "

Hearing the voice of Principal Gao, everyone clapped their hands.

Wen Hui under the stage has been nervously waiting for Zhang Xuan to speak.

After listening to him sing the first sentence, Wen Hui's whole body suddenly relaxed, the corners of her small mouth pouted slightly, her face was smiling and charming, beautiful jade glowed, and there was a bookish air in the plain black and white.

It was Principal Gao's turn to sing again: “Dayan has heard my song, Xiaohe kissed my face.

Shandandan flowers bloom and fall, over and over again. "

Zhang Xuan sang: "The earth leaves behind my dreams, and Xintianyou takes my feelings away.

The stars in the sky are a little bit, and I miss them forever. "

Du Shuangling under the stage looked at Zhang Xuan with a smile.

She likes Zhang Xuan's voice and the taste of Zhang Xuan's singing. Seeing that Zhang Xuan on the stage was completely unstoppable in his aura, the joy between his brows could not be hidden.

Principal Gao sang: "I bow my head to the ravine, chasing the passing years.

The wind and sand are all over the valley, and I can't see my childhood.

Dayan heard my song, Xiaohe kissed my face.

Shandandan flowers bloom and fall, over and over again. "

Zhang Xuan sang: "I look up to the sky, searching for the distant past.

Baiyun swam freely, but nothing changed.

The earth leaves behind my dreams, and Xintianyou takes my feelings away.

The stars in the sky are a little bit, and I miss them forever. "

At this time, Little Eleven handed the flute to Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan took the flute and played it non-stop.

The beautiful flute wafted in the air, filling the entire small auditorium in the next second.

At this time, everyone was quiet, as if they were still, and their mood was turbulent in high-pitched, low-pitched, melodious, and passionate with Zhang Xuan's flute.

On the side of the stage, Xie Yi looked at Zhang Xuan, who was engrossed in the center of the stage, and said to Xiao Shi: "It's really nice, and you're really versatile. Your vision for choosing people is really good."

Little Eleven said with a smile: "He always surprises people, and this time he finally found the place back."

After the flute, it is the erhu flute ensemble.

Zhang Xuan and Principal Gao looked at each other. At this moment, they were like two cross-eyed roosters. The two used their skills very well and performed extremely well.

received another wave of applause.

Lin went to Principal Gao and sang: "Dayan has heard my song, Xiaohe kissed my face. Shandandan flowers bloom and fall, over and over again."

Finally, Zhang Xuan concluded: "The earth leaves behind my dreams, and Xintianyou takes my love away. The stars are a little bit in the sky, and I miss them forever."

This is the end of the song.

There was thunderous applause from below.

Everyone was very satisfied and enjoyable to hear.

In these years, Zhang Xuan and Principal Gao can blow, pull, and sing, which explains what it means to be versatile.

What is even more rare is that the two witty and interesting language actions and eclectic performances made everyone feel that they were watching a concert and also listening to a cross talk.

Very cool!

The host came up.

Su Jinyu asked everyone, "How was the performance of Principal Gao and Zhang Xuan just now?"

"very good!"

"Nice!"

"I still want it!".

The answer is no exception, unanimously praised.

Su Jinyu turned back and asked Principal Gao, "Are you satisfied with the performance just now?"

Principal Gao sincerely said: "Satisfied."

Su Jinyu asked: "Did you not discuss with Zhang Xuan about the dance before?"

Recalling the situation just now, Principal Gao couldn't help laughing, and said, "If there is no discussion, you will not be able to see such an interesting performance.

Facts have proved that our student Zhang Xuan is not only good at writing, but also very good at imitating. "

Zhao Liang asked Zhang Xuan, "How much did you rate the performance just now?"

Zhang Xuan said: "I give Principal Gao a full score and give myself 60."

Zhao Liang grabbed and asked: "You performed well just now, and everyone's response was very enthusiastic. Why did you only give yourself 60?"

Zhang Xuan put his index finger to his mouth and said in a lower voice, "Shh! I'm flattering!"

"Hahaha!."

The host and Principal Gao on the stage, the guests and CUHK alumni off the stage, broke their defenses in an instant, laughing loudly.

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Celebration has the last chapter, and it is also the most **** chapter.

(end of this chapter)

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