Reborn Cultural Empire

After the third class on Friday afternoon, it is time for the whole school to clean up.

Zhou Shao arrived on time just like a human-shaped alarm clock. This time he abnormally didn't bring a small gift, but was empty-handed. He was looking for someone to send a message to Jiang Nan and wanted her to go out, but the girl said he was going to school immediately. The radio station rejected it on the grounds of broadcasting.

The person who brought the words glanced at Zhou Shao outside the door, smiled wryly and shook his head regretfully, with a gesture of goodwill on his face, perhaps because he was afraid that Zhou Shao would anger him, or subconsciously lowered his posture.

On the contrary, Zhou Shao who was waiting at the door, his gaze gloomy for a fraction of a second, then returned to Zhang Yang, a rich man, without losing his carefree demeanor: "Then I'll wait for you downstairs in the laboratory."

Jiang Nan, who was writing something in the classroom, didn't seem to hear it, but raised his eyebrows slightly. Yang Yi, who was already a little familiar with each other, knew that this was a habitual action of girls when their patience was exhausted.

Originally, he was worried that Zhou Shao would take some extreme measures if the entanglement was fruitless, but Yang Yi seemed to have underestimated Jiang Nan's intimidating temperament.From the current point of view, Zhou Shao's pursuit is still on the track of a normal campus romance, and he is not like some "well-hunted" students who stalk a girl after falling in love with them.

"By the way, I've always wanted to ask you, where did you find the song in that comic commercial of yours?" Jiang Nan finished writing what he had in hand, and was about to bring the materials to the studio when he suddenly remembered something , turned around and tilted his head to Yang Yi with a smile.

"Uh..." Yang Yi was stunned, and then grinned: "A song composed by a friend who is very talented in music, that is, the song I hummed at your house that day, all by one person."

"Well! That's it!" Jiang Nan's perfectly curved eyes narrowed, which was a sign that another side of her personality was about to take over: "You have friends who are talented in painting, and you have friends who are talented in music. Friends who are very talented in this area, do you have any other friends who are also very talented, please introduce them to me!"

Yang Yi suddenly felt overwhelmed, so he hummed and hesitated. Fortunately, there were classmates passing by around him, and Jiang Nan didn't want to delve into it, so he returned to his usual calm appearance, smiling and waving to Yang Yi: "Wait!" Go to the studio and find me, and help me 'choose' some good radio tracks, I will use them when the broadcast is over."

The face is as calm as water, graceful and clear, but hidden in that exquisite heart is the reproach to the boy for not telling the truth, and the little arrogance who is unwilling to be left behind.

After staying in the classroom for a while and watching Fernando Pessoa's "The Record of Anxiety", Yang Yi stood up and stretched his neck after taking notes on several wonderful points.The broadcast of the school radio station has come to an end. If you don't start at this time, you may not be able to catch up with the ending song for Jiang Nan to find the broadcast.

Walk out of the classroom, walk through the corridor, go down the stairs... through the Huatai, through the shade of trees, through the sea of ​​people.

On Friday afternoon, the sun was setting, and the gorgeous sunset was reflected on every youthful face on the campus, shining into an indescribable color, and some leaves were swirling and falling, and more will fall It's not down yet, but in the noisy and noisy campus at the moment, it doesn't look bleak.

Among the many voices, Jiang Nan's unique gentle voice was reciting a little poem.Listening to the voice that made him feel peaceful and happy, Yang Yi walked forward briskly.

But when he was about to go downstairs to the laboratory, his brows frowned helplessly, and he sighed secretly in his heart.Because it was Zhou Shao and his group who were blocking the downstairs. Zhou Shao stood in the crowd, holding a guitar, and beside him was a slightly exaggerated Sony power amplifier. State, but only some wealthy enthusiasts will toss about the quasi-luxury.

And outside the center, there were no less than one or two hundred spectators around the soy sauce crowd, and even more people were watching from afar, and they were pulling their companions to inquire curiously and excitedly.

Before Yang Yi could get close, Zhou Shao's performance had already begun, the guitar strings trembled slightly, and his playing level was considered average in the amateur range.But for high school students whose main task at this stage is to study, the playing and singing of this rich man is comparable to that of a campus singer.

After a confession of "Jiang Nan, this song is for you", the singing sounded.

Andy Lau's Forever, maybe lacks a bit of thickness and vicissitudes, maybe doesn't have the bitterness and infatuation of the original singer, but with the guitar accompaniment that is quite proficient, there is also Zhou Shaona's deliberate imitation that is three points similar to the original singer, But it is enough to have a big impact on the students whose daily life is three points and one line.

Coupled with the power amplifier equipment in this place, it is obviously a confession prop that has been carefully prepared for a long time. This situation makes the noses of the little girls around feel sore—it is too romantic, and it is presented by someone who has a crush on campus A love song is probably the ultimate dream of girls at this stage.

The sound of high-power amplifiers, the sound of clapping and whistling by people around, and the noise of people in the distance rushing over excitedly made the sound overwhelm the broadcasting station for a while, causing a person to protrude from the broadcasting room on the third floor. The figure was Ai Ye, the second-year senior who hosted today's show with Jiang Nan. The handsome girl shook her head, and then closed the slightly gapped windows with good sound insulation.

This girl named after traditional Chinese medicine, who is obviously from a family background, couldn't help but feel a little bit of emotion and envy at this moment, and turned to look at Jiang Nan, who was still reciting poems seriously - the girl's profile was in the clear There is some blur in the evening light, and there is a mysterious beauty that is suspected to be heavenly and human - thinking that such a girl should be sought after no matter what.

And under such a background, Yang Yi approached from a distance, approaching, seemed to have a certain aura of isolation, people could see Hun in the crowd at a glance.

There were a dozen or twenty students who knew about the entanglement between the three of them, they all focused on Yang Yi who walked in, and then jumped back to Zhou Shao, who was still holding the guitar like a prince of love songs, and there was a look in his eyes towards the weak who was at a disadvantage. pity.

And more students who don't know about Yang Yi, but only know about Zhou Shao's name, see some people's eyes jumping back and forth, and they also curiously ask around. When Nong understands the whole story, they almost all approach him Yang Yi gave "You are asking for your own death" eyes.

Although Zhou Shao and his gang are domineering and domineering at school, they are not like mad dogs who bite anyone they see. On the contrary, this gang has a good relationship with some outstanding students who are also outstanding in their studies, and they can at least maintain a superficial harmony. gas.

So when Yang Yi crossed into the sea of ​​people with a lonely and fearless attitude, many people had the idea of ​​watching the excitement, wanting to see how holy this man who had licked Zhou Shao's tiger's ass was, and what would he do? Such an ugly way to die.

However, to everyone's surprise, Yang Yi, who walked into the crowd, just calmly stepped over the power amplifiers in a place without changing his face and without any nervousness, and then walked out of the crowd and walked into the laboratory building.

Unexpectedly, the big scene where one side was not angry and the other side directly used force happened.

Among Zhou Shao's group, some people laughed. They naturally interpreted Yang Yi's ignorance as a drumbeat in their hearts, so they ran away like ostriches. Some people asked Zhou Shao with their eyes if they wanted to stop Yang Yi.

The rich man shook his head disdainfully. Why do you have to do something out of style in public at this time?I believe that when Jiang Nan comes out, the public opinion around him will be enough to make him and that kid compete for a verdict. Using other people's voices to set off himself and add icing on the cake is the best way to pursue a girl.

After comparing the performances of the two parties, more girls chattered about Yang Yi's failure and cowardice: "I thought that someone who dared to grab friends with Zhou Shao would be so bold, but she is also a timid lady." Cavity."

"You can't blame him?" A few girls recalled Zhou Shao's domineering, and shook their heads in a rather pertinent but full of sympathy for the weak: "It's pretty good to be able to take the initiative to find that broadcasting girl under such circumstances. , not everyone can compete with Zhou Shao."

"That's true." Her companion agreed, and the topic returned to Zhou Shao: "But don't say it, Zhou Shao looks very dandy, but he is versatile, and he can sing really well! Seeing that boy hid in hastily because of low self-esteem, he must be under a lot of pressure when they stand together like this."

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None of the discussions behind it reached Yang Yi's ears. He was not clairvoyant, and he didn't care about what some students thought of him. Instead, he was focused on finding an ending song for Jiang Nan.

Seeing that the person who opened the door was actually a handsome boy, not Zhou Shao who sang downstairs just now, Ai Yexiumei's eyes flashed with surprise and curiosity, and then saw Jiang Nan's eyes that suddenly brightened , there was a sly smile like a kind of enlightenment, and he mouthed "I'm leaving first, so I won't disturb you" to Jiang Nan.

But he was secretly surprised in his heart. He didn't know what hidden advantages this boy who seemed to be a little bookish, actually made the always gentle but dazzling little junior sister faintly fall in love with him.

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Ai Ye's actions made Jiang Nan feel as if he and Yang Yi were forced to kiss each other. The sudden world of the two of them in a blink of an eye, and the teasing look in the senior sister's eyes when she left, no matter whether it is the quiet Jiang Nan or the rebellious Jiang Nan. Nam, I couldn't help feeling a little flustered in my heart.Then he forced himself to read the rest of the broadcast calmly, took over the Scottish bagpipes that Yang Yi had just picked out from a pile of tapes after searching for a long time, and switched the broadcasting channel with his slender hands.

"You can talk now, hoo! Sit down, you." Jiang Nan let out a long breath, seeming to let out the trance and tremor in his heart, and then looked at Yang Yi pretending to be calm.

But because of the special material glass windows with good sound insulation effect, he didn't realize that his voice had spread all over the campus.

So the whole high school was quiet.

A whole campus of people, some of whom still don't know why, don't know what kind of plane this new campus female anchor is doing.And some students who reacted put down what they were doing with a feeling of surprise or astonishment, and listened to the follow-up with their ears pricked up.

Ai Ye, who had already gone down to the first floor, heard the voice and immediately realized that it must be Jiang Nan who was flustered and didn't switch the channel from the microphone to the recorder!So just when she was about to go upstairs to remind the two of them to avoid any unmanageable incidents, another guitar sounded.

30 seconds ago...

Yang Yi sat down amid Jiang Nan's charming appearance of reddish ears, and then asked with a smile, "Someone sang for you just now."

The girl who calmed down looked up and smiled: "I still like the song that day, why don't you sing a song for me too?"

A hurricane-like sound swept over the entire campus in an instant, rolled into the sky, and dispersed two or three crimson clouds-the students in class three who heard Jiang Nan's words couldn't help but scream in their hearts: these two people Unexpectedly, not only did she have an unusual relationship in school, it seems that your Majesty is even more unexpected!

However, Zhou Shao, who was originally full of confidence, turned gloomy. There was a thug figure behind him who wanted to rush to the studio on the third floor, but was stopped by his backhand.

30 seconds later...

"That's the person I miss and love deeply day and night. How should I express it? Will she accept me..."

Different from Zhou Shao's youthful tone of emphatically expressing sorrow for the new lyrics, the classic ending song of the old boy, with its fresh style, immediately captured the hearts of sixteen and seventeen-year-old teenagers.

"Maybe I will never say those words to her. I am doomed to wander the world. How can I be concerned..."

The boy's low-pitched singing calmed down some people who were still sneering at the moment the singing sounded. Maybe they didn't have enough memories that were as bright as diamonds after years of training, but they still I was moved by this song about chasing youth and dreams.

"Dreams are always out of reach, should we give up, my God, where are you..."

In the first-grade English teacher's office, when Jiang Nan and Yang Yi's voices rang out, He Yue subconsciously put on a straight face, wanting to go and find out what happened, but when he heard clearly that Dang was on campus When he sang, he froze on the spot in a daze.

Not only him, some young teachers behind him also watched the development of the incident and He Yue's sometimes green and sometimes dark complexion with great interest at first, but now they all fell into their own memories along with the singing.

If those high school students stop only because of the melody and the sad romance contained in the singing, then the young teachers who have more life experiences than them are because of the content in the singing-the reality and the past. The scars from the collision between dreams - and the pain in shock.

"Youth is like a rushing river. Once you don't come back, you don't have time to say goodbye. Only the numb me is left without the blood of the past... In the blink of an eye, many years have passed in the world, so many joys and sorrows. The youth who once aspired to the four directions envied the geese flying south... ..."

Some girls had the same reaction as Jiang Nan, something moist began to simmer in their eyes, and they felt their hearts were soft and powerless at this moment.Compared with Zhou Shao's love song that doesn't fit his age mentality, this old boy's song undoubtedly has the power to directly hit the souls of boys and girls.

"The figures of each going forward are drifting away in a hurry. Where is the future ordinary? Who will give me the answer? Those who accompanied me at that time, where are you now..."

Even a group of third-grade students around Zhou Shao were stunned by the singing, forgetting that the person who was singing was their thorn in the side.These students are about to leave the campus. Compared with the freshmen who have just entered high school, the lyrics sung by Yang Yisuo may resonate with them more spiritually: Where will their future be, and who can prophecy?The friends and brothers who are by my side now, can they still join hands in the future on the road of life?

Suddenly, even the dim yellow light froze, time seemed to stop flowing, and everyone was listening and reminiscing quietly.

At this moment, Yang Yi silenced the entire campus. Many people were already yearning for this boy who sang, and wanted to see what kind of person it was that could sing such a beautiful nostalgic song.

Then the singing gradually became low until the last note floated in the air, and the silence that grew out of the singing enveloped the entire campus.

But it seems that it is destined that this evening in early autumn will be a day that the students of No. [-] High School will remember for life. Just when everyone is still immersed in a faint sadness, Jiang Nan's voice passes through the channel that has not been switched over. It was rumored that some people were moved from being moved to being expressionless: "I will let you go today, but there is still the commercial song, you still owe me an explanation!"

Commercial song!What commercial song?In the eyes of some students who knew Yang Yi, the image of the boy was once again full of mysterious brilliance like a starry sky.

Yang Yi shook his head and smiled wryly. Sometimes a girl’s eyes are only a little bigger than the tip of a needle. However, when she saw the guzheng placed by a music teacher in the corner of the studio, she also didn’t realize that something had happened outside. What and what is happening, he smiled brightly: "Okay, it's better to hit the sun than to choose another day, just once today."

After finishing speaking, in Jiang Nan's eyes full of light, and in the doubtful thoughts of all the students in the school outside the broadcasting room, he walked towards the guzheng.

There are not many, only two or three pieces. After Yang Yi accidentally heard Chinese new folk music in the previous life, he came up with a sudden whim. Yangren wrote down some of his favorite pieces, and then followed the small park downstairs. Several old men and old ladies in an old people's orchestra in the school studied.

It's just to the extent that it can barely be played completely. This is the first time Yang Yi has experienced such a performance that is not for self-entertainment.

And the piece he is playing now is after the horn song in Taiwan's Pili puppetry, not only does it not appear abrupt, but it has a wonderful effect that complements each other.

Little zither sounded, like a clear spring leaping.In Twilight Sihe, the students of No. [-] High School had no time to be surprised by the fact that the boy in the studio could play the guzheng, and they were immersed in a new spiritual shock.

The moon rose, high and far away, the sky was between dark blue and blue and white, and there were one or two particularly bright stars, like lanterns on the road to fairyland.

Wang Jing and the others had just woken up from the old boy's ending song, and in a blink of an eye they were stupefied by the guzheng performance, but subconsciously followed the melodious tune and beat.

The outline of the ginkgo tree is gradually blurred in the night, and the leaves can still be vaguely seen falling and dancing, refracting the light of the street lights outside the school gate.

Among the people who did not leave the lab downstairs, some unconsciously leaned towards the stairs, as if being drawn by an invisible force to the source of this beautiful music.

The night color began to grow on the branches of the trees, and in the classroom, behind the building grew silently, and the silhouettes became thicker and thicker.

And many students in the teaching building on the other side stood at the window of the classroom, their eyes still fixed on the window of the studio of the laboratory building 50 meters away, just like sunflowers following the sun’s trajectory in the field every day .

The sound of the leaves being blown by the wind came, it seemed to be the harmony of the beautiful music that flowed into the heart.

There is the sound of tired birds returning home in the twilight, landing on the roof of the building and flapping their wings, as if someone is coming in the clouds, and it is their light fur belts hitting each other in the wind.

Some old music-loving teachers couldn't help but shake their heads. They were silent for a while and flew up for a while. They were obviously immersed in the world of the music. They felt that although the music was different from the pure ancient music, it was not so touching.

When the old boy sang just now, they just smiled knowingly with the expressions of people who have passed by, but they were not intoxicated by it.But this new folk music with ancient rhyme made them admire the taste from the bottom of their hearts.

Some things engraved in the depths of the soul are usually like diving into the abyss, but sometimes an ancient song, sometimes two freehand brushstrokes, can always make people on this land suddenly moved at a certain time.

After a long while after the song ended, when the sky was completely dark, a boy who was still standing by the window was woken up by his monitor: "Can you go or not, I want to lock the door!"

"No more?" There was unsatisfactory regret on his face.

"It's gone!" The stern female monitor, who was not usually pleasant to the boys, also showed rare melancholy in front of the boys at this moment.

"By the way, who played this?" The boy suddenly thought of this question, and then they looked at each other and rushed out of the classroom together.

The vast corridors of the teaching building were already crowded with students. The campus, which should be quiet at this time, was filled with a sense of tranquility and vitality—a lot of people were staring at the stairs of the laboratory building.

Until two figures, one Pingting and one Qingjun, appeared side by side.

Whistles, screams, and applause suddenly sounded, at first one or two exploded sporadically on a certain floor, and then hovered over the crowded but empty campus, spreading far away.

Finally, they converge into chaos.