Zhang Zhiqiang stayed in the School of Economics and Management of Ningxia University for six full years. He failed countless subjects and lost a lot of credits. However, he benefited a lot from being influenced by his experience for so many years. He was admitted to Ningbo University with excellent results. He was definitely a top student in the county middle school and had a good brain.
After becoming Jiang Yao's assistant, he quickly entered the state.
Take classes, take exams, get certificates.
He does not need to worry about these things. He devotes himself wholeheartedly to his work, sharing a lot of pressure for Jiang Yao. In his spare time, he specializes in studying works on corporate operation and management.
The other bosses in Dormitory 301, who seemed to be working hard at school, were all studying hard to prepare for the upcoming exam month.
As a post-1985 entrepreneurial model who has appeared on TV, as a role model in the minds of countless college students, and as a public figure, a few guys are afraid of failing the exam and ruining their tall image.
June at Ning University is also a graduation season filled with a touch of sadness.
"Brothers, I have to come to support my band's performance tonight. If anyone doesn't come, I'll worry about who I am." Jiang Zhiwen carried the bag containing the electric guitar and the effects device. Before going out, he looked around at everyone in the dormitory and waited for the damage.
The friends all nodded and then left the dormitory with satisfaction and went to the auditorium for rehearsal.
There will be a graduation party tonight.
At around seven o'clock in the evening, almost an hour before the party started, boys and girls poured into the auditorium in an endless stream to occupy seats. Anyone who has been in Ningbo University knows the importance of occupying seats.
Yang Chen once jokingly said, “It’s a good thing that there are not enough seats in libraries, study rooms, canteens, and computer rooms. It cultivates everyone’s sense of competition in disguise.”
When the six people from dormitory 301 entered the auditorium, only the first and last rows of seats were left in the huge auditorium. The first row was reserved for school leaders. Yang Chen had no choice but to sit in with his brothers.
In the middle of the third row from the bottom.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the stage curtain slowly opened. The standard voices of the male and female hosts were comparable to those of professional announcers, echoing in the auditorium. The song and dance programs that followed were mostly written and performed by students. You can imagine the quality. Thanks to Ningda University.
There is an art school that can hold up the scene at critical moments.
Handsome men and beautiful women take the stage, always arousing shouts and whistles one after another. Some people even shout so-and-so I love you. The graduates who are about to leave school vent their inner passion.
Maybe, the separation will be tomorrow, maybe it will be difficult to meet again in this life, not to indulge a little bit, not to confess loudly, it may be an unforgettable regret.
Behind the auditorium, Yang Chen and others, who were initially careless, gradually got into the mood. Although they had not graduated, the emotions expressed by the graduates affected them to a certain extent and penetrated the soft spots in their hearts.
Graduation is a sad word.
It buries so much love and dilutes so much longing.
All the beautiful days eventually become just an increasingly blurred memory.
Yang Chen looked left and right, and all the people in the dormitory were staring at the stage. Fortunately, they had a common cause. Even after graduation, they could still get together from time to time to recount the ups and downs, joys and sorrows of the past.
"Next, the ice band will bring you two old songs." After the female host announced the curtain, she gracefully left the stage, and Jiang Zhiwen and other members of the band calmly took the stage.
The audience burst into applause.
The ice band is already popular among male and female students at Ningbo University. In addition, Jiang Zhiwen is a member of dormitory 301 and one of the founders of Lianzhi Company, so it has attracted much attention.
"First of all, let me give you an old song, My Brother Sleeping on My Upper Bunk." Jiang Zhiwen, holding an electric guitar, stood in front of the McCafé stand, led the band members, and bowed to the audience.
The brother who sleeps on my upper bunk.
Silent you.
The questions you once asked me.
Now no one asks about it anymore.
Give it to my smoking brother.
Share with me the happy past.
Jiang Zhiwen played the guitar and imitated Lao Lang's slightly hoarse singing style with great emotion. Everyone in the audience, including Yang Chen, listened quietly. When the music stopped suddenly, people were still immersed in the dissipated singing.
in, or immersed in the memory of the past.
The audience was silent for two or three seconds before thunderous applause broke out.
"Okay!" Han Lei cheered at the top of his voice, clapped his hands vigorously, and subconsciously looked at Yang Chen next to him. He couldn't help but be stunned. The boss, who was so strong and tough that he almost became tai, had tears in his eyes.
"Boss..." Han Lei knocked Yang Chen with his elbow. Yang Chen smiled calmly and rubbed his tearful eyes. He was not regretting the passing years, but remembering those comrades who sacrificed their lives.
The second song of ice band, "Glory Days", is another classic old song. It is difficult for the audience to sing along. Many girls quietly shed tears. Some couples sang while holding hands and looking into each other's tearful eyes until they were speechless.
, several people in dormitory 301 planned to leave after Jiang Zhiwen finished singing, but ended up watching the entire party.
Yang Chen walked out of the auditorium, taking a long breath to calm down.
On a cool night, the campus is full of boys and girls taking a walk in the cool air. Yang Chen and his buddies in the dormitory were wandering aimlessly, and unknowingly walked into the road in front of the cafeteria. Every year, graduates gather on this road to sell old things.
Things, old books, old materials, old computers, anything that you don't want to take away and can be sold for a few bucks, put them all out.
The whole road is like a night market, extremely lively.
Several of the most awesome students in the history of Ningbo University appeared together, which also contributed to the noisy atmosphere on this road. Many people came over to say hello, chat, and get close.
Yang Chen responded with a smile. After dealing with a group of people, he looked around. Ten meters ahead, at an old bookstall under a streetlight, an enchanting figure came into view. It was familiar, very familiar.
Shen Yue?
Yang Chen was afraid that he would admit his mistake, so he took a few steps closer and found that it was indeed Shen Yue. While he was overjoyed, he also wondered why Shen girl was wandering around Ningda so late at night.
"Yueyue, why are you here?" Yang Chen walked quickly towards Shen Yue. Shen Yue, who was squatting by the bookstall and flipping through old magazines, turned around with a bright and charming smile.
"I've been here for more than half an hour. I called you several times, but you didn't answer. I thought you were fooling around, so I had to walk around alone." Shen Yue spoke, stood up slowly, and held Yang Chen's arm.
bend.
Yang Chen took out his cell phone and took a look. There were indeed four missed calls and two unread text messages. It turned out that his cell phone was muted during class in the afternoon and he forgot to call back.
Han Lei, Zhou Huiqiang, Zhang Zhiqiang, and Jiang Yao jumped in very wisely.
Yang Chen installed his mobile phone and asked Shen Yue, "Why do you want to come to school so late at night to look for me?"
Shen Yue smiled tenderly and said slowly: "My colleagues organized a farewell dinner for me. After dinner, I happened to pass by Ning University. I couldn't help myself, so I came in."
"Farewell dinner?" Yang Chen was surprised.
"Yes, the farewell dinner." Shen Yue avoided the important and took the easy, deliberately trying to whet Yang Chen's appetite. Looking at the cute look of the man she loved thinking so hard, Shen Meiren burst into laughter and told the truth.
"Signed with CCTV?!"
Yang Chen was a little surprised. Shen Yue had just worked in the provincial TV station for a year, and as a newcomer, she was favored by CCTV.
