My system chooses to create an entertainment empire by itself

Chapter 7
The coming-of-age ceremony is a ceremony held by the school for all senior students, and different schools have different ways of carrying it out.

The coming-of-age ceremony at Yan Zhi's school is mixed with performances.

After morning self-study and breakfast that day, we had to move chairs to the playground to sit on. The senior high school students were at the front, and the first and second grade students were at the back. Some of them were still holding balloons in their hands.

The rest of the open space is reserved for those parents. After all, it is a coming-of-age ceremony, and parents can also drop by to join in the fun.

Before the ceremony, the national flag was raised, and then the leader gave a speech to send blessings.

After several leaders finished their speeches, several hosts appeared on stage.

A set of passionate words erupted, leading to the performance of Gong Cheng and the two.

The singing by Gong Cheng and another classmate did not bring out the atmosphere because they had listened to it too many times.

The next one is a poetry recitation, which is the most boring for the students.

When Yan Zhi came on stage, everything was sluggish.

Yan Zhi walked slowly to the waiting area.

Although he has rehearsed three times, he is still a little nervous, probably because the occasion is bigger and there are more people.

Soon, the host read on it: "Thank you for meeting the most beautiful classmates in the most beautiful youth. We study together, struggle together, and move forward for our dreams together. Please enjoy the performance brought by Yan Zhi, Class Three, Class Three, Senior High School. "Encounter" from here."

Yan Zhi was about to go on stage, and he was ashamed to hear this. When he first heard it, he thought it was a script of love, but in the end he just changed it to the version of struggle.

When the host left the stage, Yan Zhi took a deep breath and walked slowly to the center.

There was enthusiastic applause in an instant from the audience, which can be regarded as the spirit has been adjusted back.

After all, there is a star in the school, who also slaughtered the hot search list, who doesn't know?
Before the applause stopped, the soothing accompaniment sounded, and Yan Zhi slowly raised the microphone:
"Hearing the departure of winter
I wake up in a certain month

i think i wait i look forward to

The future cannot be arranged accordingly.”

Bright style and slightly helpless emotion, sad but strong.

The audience has quieted down, and listening to it on music software is not as touching as listening to it live.

In the scene, a little bit of subtle emotion will be conveyed, and it will eventually create an atmosphere that the player does not have.

"Outside the car window on a cloudy evening
There is someone waiting in the future

look left right

The future cannot be arranged accordingly.”

In winter, on cloudy days, in the evening, outside the car window, anticipation and waiting are not unplanned.

In the cold gray tones, it seems to be telling an ordinary story.

Yan Zhi's lazy voice had a sense of confusion under the extremely bad sound of the school——

There will always be a few sounds that the students can't hear whether they have come out.

"Who I meet will have what kind of dialogue

The person I'm waiting for is she in how far into the future

I hear the wind from the subway and the sea of ​​people

I stand in line holding the number plate of love

"

On the podium, the vice-principal said to the dean with a sullen expression, "Why didn't you tell him to change the 'number plate of love' to 'notice of admission'?"

He was very opposed to singing this song at the coming-of-age ceremony before, and he suggested that Yan Zhi sing an inspirational song.

Although he sang this song in the end, he meant that he wanted to change the words.

The teaching director whispered: "There is no way to change this, it would be wrong to change this song."

The vice principal didn't speak with a gloomy face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yan Zhi had lost his nervousness, he had only sung a few lines before he was immersed in his own artistic conception.

He didn't pay attention to the students in the audience, and he didn't even seem to want to pursue how well he sang.

Once focused, he can easily ignore everything around him.

He didn't know if he was emotional, maybe he was expecting and waiting like the lyrics.

Another short piece of beautiful piano sound, Yan Zhi sang the last verse:
"I fly forward across a sea of ​​time
We were also hurt in love

I see Lu Meng's intersection is a bit narrow
it's a beautiful accident, that I met you

One day my mystery will be revealed"

If someone asks Yan Zhi which line of this song he likes the most, he will definitely answer: "It was the most beautiful accident that I met you."

All the good things in the world come from encounters!

Just like Xu Zhimo once said: "At least once in my life, I forget myself for someone. I don't ask for results, I don't ask for companionship, I don't ask for what I once had, I just want to meet you in my most beautiful years."

At the end of the song, Yan Zhi let out a sigh of relief, it stands to reason that he should step down.

But he suddenly felt something in his heart, and remembered a passage he had seen in his previous life when he was brushing the questions.

He raised the microphone again: "I once heard such a passage - the college entrance examination is nothing more than many people taking the same paper at the same time, and then deciding which city to go to, and finally discovering that every wrong question is to meet the right person. And every question that is correct is to meet a better self."

After speaking, he bowed and stepped off the stage.

No longer pay attention to your own gains and losses, because everything is doomed.

The applause hesitated for a few seconds before it came out, but it was still enthusiastic.

Probably the students didn't expect Yan Zhi to talk about chicken soup.

The vice-principal frowned, and said to the dean: "What he said just now is good, and you can post it on the wall for the students to see later."

The dean was applauding, and nodded after hearing the vice principal's words: "That's a good statement, I didn't expect him to bring this theme back."

Yan Zhi was next in line to recite poetry, and the applause was much sparser.

It wasn't until Yao Yiyi, the school flower dance, that he raised this energy a bit.

After that, the oaths were taken according to the procedure. Perhaps because they had been fed a lot of chicken soup, the students all swore particularly powerfully.

When Yan Zhi was swearing at the bottom, the voice of a classmate next to him drowned out other voices he could hear, including himself.

Yan Zhi couldn't help but glanced at it, seeing that the student was blushing, he was a little worried.

When the [-]-gun salute sounded, it was time to "jump the dragon gate".

Classes passed through the "Dragon Gate" one after another, and students holding balloons would let the balloons in their hands fly.

Suddenly, the whole sky is like a colorful scroll.

When it was the third shift's turn, Yan Zhi looked at the inflated temporary door in front of him, and his heart was also a little hot.

He hadn't experienced this in his previous life, so it was all new to him.

There was a special situation in his third year of high school, so it didn't work out.

After rushing through the gate, someone yelled, and immediately many people followed suit.

Gong Cheng came over and asked, "Why don't you yell?"

"Me?" Yan Zhi thought for a while, then said with a smile, "I don't want to, I'm not used to it."

Gong Cheng nodded: "Indeed, your personality is not suitable for this job."

"Yeah, it's not suitable, haha, but I think you are quite suitable, seeing how hard you yelled just now."

"Do you want to be beaten?" Gong Cheng immediately raised his hand to pat Yan Zhi.

While the two were fighting, they had already returned to the classroom.

　This is the first time I write this kind of song, because I don’t love songs to the extent that I like to post music reviews, so I have to learn a lot from it, and I read the music reviews for more than an hour.If there is something unreasonable, Wan Wang will point it out.

　　Update time: 17:30 every day, two updates together

　　
　
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