Golden Years

Anyway, this was what Little Yu meant.

The so-called acting season usually consisted of the time each semester, when the school was focused on literary and artistic activities and the party was held. Some places were called singers, others were called welcoming new students, and so on. Because they had to diverge from the final exam, all the universities had to have the same time frame for this event.

Even though I've been away from school for years, I can probably imagine it. Every time at this time, the literary and arts activists of the various universities would go around contacting each other to see if they could communicate with each other.

Some of the school street dancing is very strong, so they send out a group of street dancing to take over the show. Some of the bands are more famous, while others are singers.

For these performers, playing around was a rare exercise opportunity as a student. After all, no one could guarantee that after accumulating experience to a certain extent, they would be able to participate in the talent show and become the second Zhang Liangying and Chen Chusheng, right?

I understand Little Yu's mentality. Sitting there, I treated her to a drink and then looked at her with interest. I said half jokingly and half seriously, "How many performances can you get for someone with this kind of style?"

Little Yu is quite honest, and told me that in his own school, there are two performances. One of them was her department, and the other was an event organized by his school. In addition, there was a student union outside the school that specifically invited her to sing.

I wasn't surprised to be performing in my own school, but it didn't make sense to me that a Sleepy Songstress like her would come to me with students from other universities.

So I asked which school was so perceptive?

Little Yu said a little embarrassedly: "Medical University."

Even though I knew the answer, I still didn't understand the invitation. Maybe it was really because of my poor IQ.

However, since Little Yu's performance was already going on, I pondered for a moment. If I normally had nothing else to do, there wouldn't be a need to reject the little girl.

Two reasons, first! To put it bluntly, it was just a singing show. Going there wasn't going to play?

Secondly, this was a bit wretched. Thinking about how I hadn't been to the university for years, if I were to encounter some small songs or something like that during the performance, it would feel good because I fell for them. As a man, his thoughts were often very cheap and lecherous.

So I asked her when it was. The first performance, her own department, was on the following Wednesday, and the second event, organized by the student union, was on the following Saturday.

I'm sure I can do it on Wednesday, but I can't on Saturday. However, Little Yu told me that the Saturday match was held in the afternoon, so it ended like this!

The remaining problem was the song selection.

If it's as I say, the simpler the better. A singer should be able to sing first, and sing songs that are suitable for one's own speciality to play out. After that, there was the stage style and the interaction with the audience. In the end, if he had the spare energy, it would be the instrument music or the singing and dancing.

Therefore, I suggest to Little Yu that she should choose the songs of Liang Jingru and Fan Weiqi. This kind of song would definitely not spread far and wide, and all students would like to hear it.

She also said that she wanted to do some original work and wanted me to imitate her own songs. After my first few words of persuasion, I finally gave in.

But Little Yu quickly suggested a new plan. Basically, she said, most people sing as accompaniment. If they played and sang on the spot, the effect would be much better.

You have a musician? The two who came with you?

Little Yu nodded, and said that those were her classmates and friends, and could come over to help.

If you want to help, then forget it. If you want to perform in the school, then it would be better to have someone to debug the equipment and the speakers to ensure that you can do it on a daily basis. You brought a musician onto the stage. Initially, your rehearsal was quite good, but the result doesn't seem to work.

Actually, I felt that the simpler it was, the better. It's fine to bring a little girl for fun, but if I were to bring out two students to go on stage together, there wouldn't even be time for joint training.

In the end, Little Yu agreed to sing the song according to my wishes.

If that's the case, then I have to play. This is equivalent to me returning to the atmosphere of the school to perform!

I asked you how many songs you'd sing if you did it.

Little Yu told me that on Wednesday, there would be three of them, and on Saturday, there would be two of them.

In other words, they could only prepare five songs at most.

Too bad it's not you, because it's said to be a happy occasion and not suitable for this song.

The last one I ordered for her was Wang Fei's "Rotary Wood" and Liang Jingru's "Question". These were all suitable for her to sing and I was also very familiar with them so I could sing some harmonies for her. And then there was the song I strongly recommended, "Uncontrollable Body." This song was sung by Big Brother Cheng Long and Fan Xiaoxuan. It was quite impressive. However, Little Yu actually said that she had never heard of it before.

I suddenly felt old, and the song might have been heard a little more by people of our time.

Preparing for the three songs is not a problem. Little Yu asked me if I should sing the song here during the student union's large-scale performance.

I said we'd check it out then. If there wasn't time, we wouldn't have to do it new. We'd talk about it when we had time. Actually, he didn't think much of it. I've arranged to meet her on Monday and come in early. I'll find some time to meet with her. During this time, she could also practice the three songs by herself.

To make a long story short, she came back on Monday and it was just a warm day. I said you should go up and sing all three songs. Little Yu was relatively quiet, so she sat on the high chair and held onto the microphone, and complacently finished singing "Whirlwind". If one were to look at it based on the level of imitation, this voice and feeling would be worth seventy points. It's not particularly good, but I think it's good enough for her.

Then, Little Yu glanced at me, indicating that she wanted me to sing with you sometime.

I gestured for her to sing again. After I finished singing "Ask," I went up, took the microphone, and walked with her again. Show her how to separate the pieces from the lyrics.

At the end of "I can't help myself", she got into the mood very quickly and seemed to be pulled up by me. He had a feeling that he had never felt before when he was singing.

How to describe it? For example, Dick Cowboy's voice and song were like rock and roll. When he rock and roll, those who heard it would feel normal and feel that he should be like this.

However, if Zeng Yi Ke suddenly became a little bit more energetic, it would give people a sense of power.

Little Yu belongs to this kind of situation, under my lead, she also swayed her body, increased her breathing, and made her own voice become more intense. Thus, the result was out.

In the future, customers would gradually appear in the store, and they would definitely not be able to rehearse any further. I asked Little Yu, How are you feeling? Why don't you come back tomorrow?

Little Yu thought about it very seriously and said, Big Brother Zhang, I feel that there's no need … But before the performance on Wednesday, it's best if you come to school early, and then we can rehearse the audio and accompaniment early.

I agreed to it immediately.

In the blink of an eye, it was Wednesday. I had driven to the BH University where Little Yu was at. No matter what, this school was still considered to be my alma mater's fraternal school. I had played there many times before.

Previously, my car was wiped quite cleanly. Although the red Winged God isn't a particularly good car, it can still attract quite a few students' attention when it is slowly driving in the school.

At this moment, I foolishly lit a cigarette and opened the window. My goal is naturally to make it easier for others to see me more clearly.

After that, many parts of the school were sealed, and cars couldn't be reached. (In the past, when I went to university, I didn't have a car, so when I came here, I didn't pay attention to the piles on the ground.)

After parking the car, I took a leap of my schoolbag and left in a carefree manner. At the time, he felt confident and confident, but now that he thought about it, it was indeed a good idea. There were also many students driving in and out of the university, all of them from second generation. At the very most, I don't have any hard stuff to play with.

Little Yu was actually quite active as sshe was already waiting for me at the entrance of the building. After that, he led me in with a bit of excitement and found the venue for the performance. He felt that her condition was different from before.

How should he put it? Today, she looked like a normal girl who was a bit shy. Usually, she looked like an expressionless wooden puppet.

I looked at the venue for the show. It was the kind of multi-function hall that could hold two or three hundred people. The conditions were quite new. In front of him was the stage. Some students were inspecting the equipment. There was no sound mixing station, only a few speakers. There was a notebook connected to the 'fuck' section, as well as some microphones and props. It could be seen that there were other forms of performance at the event as well.

After that, Little Yu ran onto the stage and said a few words to a boy who seemed to be his senior. Then, he ran back excitedly to say that he had talked to the person in charge just now.

It didn't take long for the audio system to be checked out. The student in charge played accompaniment one by one. After checking that there were no mistakes, it's time for Little Yu and I to leave the stage.

The order was "Spinning Wood", "Questions", and "Uncontrollable Body". Spinning Wood was sung by her alone, and then we both sang the last two songs together.

I noticed that both sides of the stage were accessible, so I decided to enrich the performance a little. For example, when I sing "Wen", I can go up on stage and form a resonance with Little Yu on stage.

There was no problem with the auditions, it was just that when he released the last piece of "Uncontrollable Body", he felt a little amazed by his classmates. After all, not many people had heard this song, so it was just a duet.

The process was omitted. When Little Yu and I officially started tonight's program, we were sitting very close to the front of the stage but also relatively close to the side, waiting for the segment in front to end.

How should he put it, the level of the program was not something they wanted to evaluate, it was something that was entirely created by their classmates. Although it was not exquisite or professional, it was not bad, especially with this skit and it was quite interesting.

Finally, there are two more programs left for us to watch. Little Yu and I quietly went to the side aisle, waiting to go up on stage.