Jiang Xiaobai's seats were in the second row, and the first row was seated by the school leaders and leaders of various departments.

Time slowly reached 7:30.

All the lights in the auditorium were turned off all of a sudden, and the auditorium suddenly became noisy.

Then with a "bang", a beam of yellow light shone on the center of the stage. Although the color lights do not have the effect, it can still be done manually by making the yellow light a circle.

Zhao Xinyi was wearing a white long dress and was floating in the air. She now appeared in everyone's sight in the aperture.

"Dear leaders, teachers and classmates, the 1979 New Year's Party has officially begun." Zhao Xinyi's ethereal voice sounded, accompanied by the sound on the side.

There was fierce applause from the auditorium.

There was no entertainment at this time, so if there were such lively things, almost all the students in the school came.

"This year marks the 30th anniversary of the founding of our country. Let's invite students from Class 1 of the Chinese Department to bring us the song "Oriental Red"..."

After Zhao Xinyi reported the show as the host, she pushed her behind the stage.

Then the stage was dark again. When the lights on the stage illuminated again, the students from Class 1 of the Chinese Department were already standing neatly on the stage.

But all kinds of clothes on her body ruined the overall feeling.

However, Master Liu, who was standing beside him, seized the opportunity and pressed the shutter.

He is now the official photographer of the student union. Whenever there is an activity, he will definitely be the first to appear.

"The east is red, the sun rises...

He seeks happiness for the people, Hu'er, he is the great savior of the people.

He seeks happiness for the people, Hu'er, he is the great savior of the people."

"Oriental Red" is the first folk song in northern Shaanxi, and many people will learn it at this time.

Singing on the stage, and many people from the stage also hummed.

The students in the same class were wearing a variety of clothes, and the poor at home were still wearing faded old clothes that were sewn and repaired.

I spent a lot of time at home, so I bought a new piece of clothing for this party.

Songs, dances, sketches, poetry recitation, erhu, Peking Opera, and Huangmei Opera are really diverse, and anyone with some talent is willing to show it on stage.

The students in the audience also watched it with relish, unlike other conferences who gave reports and read those cliches.

It is also different from ordinary literary and artistic performances. Apart from chorus, it is like anyone with a loud voice can win the award.

"The next program was prepared by our Student Union Minister Jiang Xiaobai. In order to give everyone a surprise, I will not report in advance. I will invite Jiang Xiaobai below."

Zhao Xinyi said provocatively and looked at Jiang Xiaobai in the audience.

In addition to the first time she told Jiang Xiaobai about the arrangement of this program, she originally planned to mention it today. If Jiang Xiaobai really was not prepared, or would not.

Then forget it, put Jiang Xiaobai's name on the program list.

But today Jiang Xiaobai disappeared and completely forgot about the new year party, which made her angry.

So she felt that she would give Jiang Xiaobai an unexpected surprise.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at Zhao Xinyi, who was charming on the stage and sneered in his heart.

I've been on guard against this move for a long time.

"Hello everyone, I am Jiang Xiaobai. Actually, I shouldn't perform a show today's welcome party. After all, I am still a freshman. This welcome party should be a show for old students to welcome me. I should watch the show...

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Jiang Xiaobai said, and his words changed.

"But Zhao Xinyi from the Propaganda Department said, "You are versatile, just perform one, begging me. I thought it was the same, so I agreed."

Jiang Xiaobai said, burst into laughter.

Someone shouted loudly, "Shameless, very thick-skinned."

Zhao Xinyi, who was beside her, had even bulging cheeks, nonsense, nonsense, when did I say this? I would like to ask you.

However, seeing Jiang Xiaobai eased in front of so many people and controlled the scene well, Zhao Xinyi, who was standing by, was also very impressed, just like she was watching so many people in the auditorium on the stage just now.

There were other leaders who were still a little nervous and scared, and almost opened their mouths and forgot the words.

But he suddenly asked Jiang Xiaobai to come to the stage. As he imagined, Jiang Xiaobai was nervous and ugly, and did not show up at all.

"Okay, let's get back to the point. Now I'll bring you a song I created, called "My Future Is Not a Dream"..."

Before Jiang Xiaobai could finish speaking, someone below shouted, "Brave, don't believe it."

"Brave, don't believe it. You will know as soon as I sing. Wait for me to conquer you with my singing. Now applaud."

"Papapapapapapa." Jiang Xiaobai said, and warm applause rang out from below.

He was obviously going to sing, but Jiang Xiaobai almost turned into stand-up crosstalk.

The students have seen this on weekdays, so they naturally applaud while bragging.

"This... this is too much of a joke." The director of the Political and Education Department said with a dark face, then turned to look at the principal.

"He actually made him..."

Before the director of the Political and Educational Department could finish his words, the principal interrupted him.

"Do I think it's good? It's serious and lively. It's serious in the classroom, and you have to be lively after class. Times have been changing. I feel the vitality with them young people. Lao Zhang doesn't just exaggerate it..."

The principal's words are serious and serious.

Under the dark light, a layer of sweat emerged from the head of the Political and Educational Department Director.

"Yes, the principal criticized me correctly. I am old and can't keep up with the situation of young people."

The director of the Political and Educational Department quickly admitted his mistake.

Director Wang, who was standing by, smiled and said, "Old Zhang, since he feels that he can't keep up with the situation, he will have to rest. He has been working in revolutionary work for the rest of his life, and he should enjoy it."

"I..." The director of the Political and Education Department almost jumped up and rolled up his sleeves and started to fuck him as he listened to Wang Xinzhi's words.

Well, you Wang Xinzhi, didn’t you just treat you a little hard when you were exercising? I also admitted that I was wrong, but you still held on to it.

I would give me eye drops whenever I got the chance, but now I still want me to go home by speaking.

Although the words were not stated clearly, no one could hear them.

"Director Wang is kidding. I still want to take this old bone to make use of my remaining energy for the revolutionary cause." The Director of the Political and Education Department said gritted his teeth.

"It is a good thing to use the remaining heat, just don't burn it too much."

Director Wang still said with a smile, "This old bastard has been slandering himself a lot back then."

The principal next to him didn't say anything, just watched the two old guys tear their pens.

"What does Director Wang mean..." The Director of the Political and Education Department could no longer suppress his anger.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaobai started singing with a microphone on the stage, appropriately concealing the voice of the director of the Political and Educational Department.
Chapter completed!