Age of Dreams

"Oh!"

Seeing the familiar boy, Gao Yu exclaimed and almost stood up.

"Principal Gao, what's the matter with you?" An alumnus next to him was surprised at his reaction, "Hehe, these kids are really too, playing romance and pursuing girls, they came here...Look at the ones coming out from here. Young man, he is really handsome, and he deserves to be called Xiao Bailian."

Gao Yu swallowed his saliva and shook his head without saying a word.

Mother, if you know that this little white face is Xiao Qi, the chairman of the Fairy Company that you have always admired and wanted to have a relationship with him, then I am afraid you will have to go crazy to praise others.

When I think of myself at the very beginning, I actually thought Xiao Qi was a prince who sold land.

Looking back now, I think about the amazing DreamPad made by others, and then think about my attitude and suspiciousness at the time. It is almost the same as this little junior, so funny.

However, many bosses and executives were not disgusted with this skirmish, but watched it with interest.

After all, this kind of sentimental entanglement is rarely seen at their age, and they usually take money to make beautiful women undress and lie down.

As for some of the women, who thought they were boring, they are now energetic.

Everyone has the heart of gossip.

Only in school can such fun things happen.

Gao Yu also understood the expression in Xiao Qi's eyes, and could only wave his hand to signal Zhang Gu and the others to sit down and don't bother.

A group of boys and girls behind the scenes, except for Huangfu Cai. Almost all of them stuck their heads in the corner, watching curiously and nervously.

then. Only two people on the stage are left, preparing for a war between men.

Han Mingsi's face was flushed, and he looked very excited, "Xiao Qi! You are not qualified to have Xiaocai at all! Let her go, this is the greatest happiness for her!!"

"Hehe, there are so many people named Xiao Qi here, and one more appeared here." The alumnus who was still sitting next to Gao Yu smiled cheerfully.

Xiao Qi glanced at Han Mingsi. He shook his head, walked to the accompaniment band next to him, said a few words to the guitarist, took the guitar, and slung it on his body.

He also took another microphone, placed it on the slim microphone lifter, and lowered it slightly. He took a bench and sat in front of the microphone.

After a little cough, the boy looked around and said: "Hello everyone, my name is Xiao Qi, now I will give you a song that I wrote and composed myself-"In Spring"."

Write words and music by yourself?

Han Mingsi laughed blankly.

This idiot!

It's really embroidered pillows, and I wrote lyrics and music by myself. Who do you think you are?

He didn't stop Xiao Qi at all, let alone cynicism, because after the singing, people should know what an idiot little white face is.

When the prelude sounded, beside and below. They all mumbled.

"He is also called Xiao Qi, and he also wrote lyrics and music by himself... Do you remember? The songwriter and original singer of "Li Lei and Han Meimei" and "Goodbye". He is a young man named Xiao Qi... Will it be? he?"

"It's impossible, it's just a coincidence? That Xiao Qi is so talented, how could it be his little white face?"

"Don't make a noise, just listen to it~~"

As the students talked a lot, the following alumni of Sichuan Normal University who knew music also showed amusement.

"Tong Laowu, look, new people come out in large numbers, anyone can write lyrics and music by themselves."

"It's just a nonsense! What a sacred thing to write lyrics and music? Does he think he knows a little bit of music and can compose saliva songs? This is an insult to sing!"

"My old lady thinks it's pretty good, at least that's pretty handsome...If my old lady met such a little white face back then, maybe she would have fallen a long time ago~~"

"..."

Everyone's voice was not small, but Xiao Qi was not moved at all.

In his previous life as an otaku, he was also good at playing guitar. Although he is not proficient, he can entertain himself without a problem.

"I still remember the spring many years ago, when I hadn't cut my long hair, didn't have a credit card, didn't have her, and didn't have a home with 24-hour hot water."

The clear voice just sang such a sentence, and all the voices fell silent.

Although the melody is only relatively ordinary and beautiful, the unpretentious lyrics caught people's hearts all at once.

"But I was so happy at the beginning, even though I only had a broken acoustic guitar, singing the songs that no one cares about on the street, under the bridge, and in the fields!"

Singing here, suddenly the guitar playing turned high.

"If one day!"

The sudden roar suddenly turned the self-report that had just been muttered into a loud explosion.

"I have nowhere to go, please keep me in the light! If one day! I leave quietly, please bury me in this spring..."

"I still remember those lonely springs, when I didn't have a beard, there was no Valentine's Day, no gifts, no my lovely little princess.

But I think everything is not so bad, although I only have a fantasy of love, in the early morning, at night, in the wind, singing that no one cares about ballads!

If one day..."

After the second chorus, the high-pitched main song followed immediately, making people who have listened to it once again couldn't help but shake their minds again.

Such a deep cry for life, and the vicissitudes of those years, all of a sudden hit their hearts.

"Looking at the splendid spring at this moment, it still looks like the warmth at that time, I cut off my long hair and grew a beard. The pain I had once gone with the wind.

But I feel so sad, and the years have left me more confused. In this sunny spring, my tears can't help but flow!

If one day..."

After the last part of the chorus that can defeat all middle-aged uncles and aunts, when the main song is sung twice, everyone's feelings have been deepened.

The children would only feel good, with a simple shouting taste, but it was not like rock and roll, because Xiao Qi's voice was not hoarse.

But those who really have experience in life will burst into tears unknowingly in this clear song.

When Xiao Qi finished singing the last sentence, most of the middle-aged people underneath, including those like Gao Yu, were already in tears. The female seniors in their thirties had already cried like tears.

They usually tell a group of old ladies, it doesn't matter what color jokes or large-scale words are, but they didn't expect that they would be planted on the song of a hairy boy today.

If "Li Lei and Han Meimei" is a tear gas for boys and girls, "In Spring" is definitely a big killer for middle-aged people in their 30s to 50s.

The middle-aged and middle-aged people will not be moved so easily, because they have accumulated too many things in their years.

But "In Spring"'s simple lyrics and clear singing skills are the easiest songs to bring them back to the past.

It is so magical, otherwise it would not have caused tears in the eyes of countless people on New Year's Eve after being sung by two migrant worker brothers in later generations.

Anyone who still has a trace of affection for life will be moved by such heartfelt nostalgia and sentimentality about the past, and will recall their lush years.

Even if you are stupid like a idiot, even if it hurts to feel that you can't live anymore~www.readwn.com~, I have never regretted having been like that!

There have been such days before and there will not be in the future.

Time takes everything that belongs to you so quietly, until everything is taken away.

Only when you remember, will you feel that the past is so beautiful,

Even with all the hardships, now there are only memories intertwined with happiness and sentimentality.

Memories have no emotions. Only when you, me, and his lives are brought into your life and your own emotions are brought in, memories will be engraved on everyone's heart.

Like "Li Lei and Han Meimei", the deepest part of "In Spring" is not about the emotions between men and women, but just the time.

No matter who it is, there have been those years... (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone Users, please go to m to read.)

PS: The lyrics of this chapter do not account for the number of charged words.