Chapter 179

When Han Fei four people came to the center of the stage carrying musical instruments, almost half of the students stood up, and the whole scene was very hot.

The classmate behind Shen Yiming joked: "it seems that your influence as a film emperor is not as big as others."

President Wu saw that Shen Yiming looked different and explained with a smile: "there's no way. Today's children are very rebellious one by one. They can't listen to these great principles."

Shen Yiming shook his head. He still had this measure. Naturally, he would not anger Han Fei. What really surprised him was Han Fei's influence among Beijing film students. No one had such a strong appeal when they went to school in Beijing film.

Han Fei spent a few minutes debugging their instruments and stood in four corners of the stage. Of course, Han Fei, as the lead singer, even the keyboard player, still occupied position C.

Adjust the microphone bracket to the appropriate position, Han Fei tried the sound test, and a burst of applause broke out at the scene.

After moving, Han Fei also had to make complaints about it: "is it handsome in your eyes, you can do whatever you want?"

"Hoo ~ ~ ~" suddenly there was a boo in the audience, and even many college leaders couldn't help laughing.

Shen Yiming sighed: "the child's stage style is very good."

Tao Yuehua couldn't help being proud. Look, this is the student I taught.

Zhang Yue couldn't help sighing when she sat in her seat. Everything about Han Fei from appearance to connotation, fame and wealth was her ideal type. She once wanted to fall in love with him, but she didn't know why. She always lacked a little passion, but this was missed by many men. Did she really have a chance to meet better people?

Han Fei and other boos gradually declined before he said again: "this is a song written for myself and also for you. Thank everyone here who appears in my memory. You lit up my boring and short time in these four years."

The melodious Prelude sounded in the venue. Han Fei took a look at Jin Boyuan, who was fat and ready to play the drum, Qin Ming, who was dealing with bass as carefully as a bomb around him, and Xie buchen, who had a rare soft face.

His hands jumped on the keyboard and finally sang this "story of time".

"The flowers bloom in spring, the wind in autumn and the setting sun in winter

Melancholy youth, young I once thought so ignorant

Windmill in the song of four seasons reincarnation, it flows every day

"I grow up every year" in the poetry of wind, flower and snow moon

When the first lyrics came out, it caused a sensation among the students on the scene. Each lyrics seemed to have no specific meaning, but it just made people feel that they were talking about themselves.

"The lyrics are too beautiful, aren't they?"

Yes, the lyrics, not exactly, put aside the music, the lyrics alone are a poem.

There was a light flashing in Shen Yiming's eyes: "this is the lyrics he said he wrote to himself? Beautiful youth, wonderful."

Qin Ming gradually forgot the specific fingering, but the tone of the pop-up was not at all accurate. What came to his mind were the scenes of the past four years. Until this time, he had a sense of vision as if he were separated from the world. They were really going to graduate.

"Yellow photos, old letters and faded Christmas cards

I'm afraid you've forgotten the song written for you when you were young. "

Tao Yuehua and Cui Wenjing raised their heads almost at the same time, but their tears still failed to live up to them. Maybe he had forgotten them already?

They almost subconsciously turned back and looked at each other, but they had the impulse to die. When they met, they smiled and lost their gratitude and hatred. Although they finally hummed, turned their heads and continued to listen to the song.

"The lyrics are so well written, old Dean, you are worth your life!" Shen Yiming patted Dean Wu's hand and sighed.

President Wu changed a little. He opposed Han Fei's doing this more than once. In his opinion, a person may not be able to do a good job in his whole life. Since he chose the road of performance, he should focus all his energy on it. As for music, in his opinion, he is playing with things and losing his will.

But today's song, he really has no position to refute. Maybe some people in the world can't use common sense. I just hope Han Fei can not forget his original heart and continue to walk on the road of interpretation.

At the end of the song, there were tears in the applause, especially the senior students who had graduated. Their four years of college seemed to have just passed in front of them. They vaguely remembered their green self, broke away from their parents' arms, and seemed to want to embrace the whole world.

Four years passed in a hurry. They seemed to grow up and still seemed to be the same child. Finally, they could only give tears and applause to themselves.

Han Fei originally planned to take Qin ming to the curtain call, but Jin Boyuan had cried like a fat man of more than 200 kilograms. Qin Ming, a strong man of the same mountain, was crying like a dead man. Even Xie buchen was crying silently.

His eyes were sour, but Han Fei patted Jin Boyuan on the back comfortingly: "fat man, don't be ashamed, get up quickly."

"Lao Qin, do you still want to find sister paper?"

As Han Fei spoke, tears also fell from the corners of his eyes. For a long time, thunderous applause broke out again in the venue. All the students stood up and clapped their hands red, but they didn't feel it.

Jin Boyuan and Qin Ming finally stopped their emotions. The four stood shoulder to shoulder in the center of the stage, bowed around and finished the curtain call.

After a simple treatment in the background, Han Fei and the four returned to their seats. The program that used to be boring seems to be particularly fascinated at the moment.

"Dean Wu, it's your graduation speech," the staff reminded.

Dean Wu took off his glasses, wiped the corners of his eyes, stood up and stepped onto the stage under the attention of the whole school.

The staff handed a speech. President Wu looked at it and tore it off.

For a moment, the students shouted to cheer him on, but the college leaders under the stage really sweated for him.

President Wu pushed his glasses and said slowly, "am I handsome when I just tore the speech?"

"Poof ~ ~ ~" there was laughter at the scene. Who could have thought that President Wu, who has always been famous for his selflessness, would say such nonsense.

"Yes." the students still give face.

Dean Wu added, "is it more handsome than someone?"

"Yes ~ ~"

"Hoo ~ ~ ~" Han Fei protested loudly, which made the students around laugh.

Dean Wu nodded, "that's good." then he paused and said: "In fact, I also graduated from this college. As your senior, I have a piece of advice: most of you will encounter many setbacks and temptations when going out of campus and entering the entertainment industry. Whether to be a star or an actor needs your own answer, but I hope every student who goes out from here will not give up the bottom line of being a man, but do good deeds , don't ask about the future; there is light ahead, don't forget your initial heart, thank you. "

Amid applause, the graduation ceremony was over and the bachelor's hat was thrown into the air.

Qin Ming patted Han Fei on the shoulder and kept repeating, "graduated."

"Yes, we graduated."