Rebuild 2005

In late September, the summer heat has gradually subsided, but the cool summer clothes are still common on campus. Young and beautiful girls wear beautiful short sleeves and short skirts, while boys often wear short sleeves and long trousers. Naturally, there are also big pants, The matching of slippers, the latter are often old fritters, freshmen seldom wear it on the school road.

The military training is not over yet, and most freshmen are still curious and fresh about the campus life of the university. Their young or young faces are full of vigor, which brings more lively restlessness and vitality to the campus.

Because the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and the welcome party was going to be held tonight, the military training in the afternoon ended a lot earlier. Some students who had formed the habit poured into the cafeteria earlier according to the procedure, and some returned directly to the dormitory.

The sun is gradually setting, and it is blocked by the buildings in the distance. The edge is overflowing with a faint glow, and the magnificent layered colors are blooming in the twilight. In the campus where people flow, a black Mercedes-Benz with a new Beijing brand is driving slowly. into the campus.

After moving many times, it stopped in the space between the vehicles, moved back and forth, and then found a suitable distance to stop.

Then the car door opened, and Li Miaoyu got out of the car wearing light-colored jeans and a white short-sleeved T-shirt, with a camera hanging on his chest. His facial features were exquisite and refined, his skin was crystal clear like snow, bathed in the setting sun, and when he got out of the car, he smiled slightly. Suddenly, it looks like a beautiful painting when it is still, and it looks like a beautiful scene carefully selected by the director when it moves.

With a "bang", she gently closed the car door, and then the doors on both sides of the rear row opened, and Wei Qingchan, Wei Qinghuan, and Li Wanyun came out one by one.

The four young and beautiful girls were already eye-catching enough. When Li Wanyi came out of the driver's seat, her tall and proud figure and bright and charming face were set off by the faint strong temperament that had already begun to accumulate. There is a kind of aura of I am the king among the flowers, which is amazing to see, but daunting.

Li Miaoyu stared around, then turned her head to look at Li Wanyi, she tiptoed down again in a subtle way, her eyes showed a little joy, which diluted her cold temperament a lot, showing a bit immature and delicate, asking : "Where are we going?"

Wei Qingchan said, "Let's go eat first."

Wei Qinghuan asked, "Where is Wei Qingfan?"

"Shout bro!"

Wei Qingchan rolled his eyes at him, and Li Miao said, "He just said he was coming, but he still has to wait for Brother Changyu."

Wei Qingchan said, "No need to wait, you can ask Yang Changyu to take a taxi."

Wei Qing laughed happily and said, "Then you don't feel bad?"

Li Wanyi said: "Let's go, let's go eat first."

She was not familiar with the campus of Beihang University. Wei Qingchan and Li Miaoyu were relatively better. They followed the crowd first, and then followed the path in memory to find the cafeteria.

During this process, Wei Qingchan called Wei Qingfan and learned that he was ready to pick up Yang Changyu. Wei Qingfan had already had dinner, so there was no need to wait for him—anyway, he was not prepared to wait. .

It didn't take them too long to find the cafeteria, have dinner together, and comment on and compare the canteens of various schools, then wandered to the venue of the party.

"Wei Qingfan said luckily a theater is being built..."

On the way, Li Miaoyu remembered what Wei Qingfan said, and said casually: "After the construction is completed, we can go to the theater to hold a party... It seems to be called the Morning Star Concert Hall..."

"Did we just pass by?"

"……Did not notice."

"Every school is like this. It's time to graduate after it's built... nothing can keep up."

……

The party was an open-air stage. The freshmen had their own seats arranged, and the old students had to see their own wishes. Li Wanyi and the others went to the nearby area first, and looked curiously at the stage, the crowd, and the surrounding environment and buildings.

At this time, in the completely shrouded night, in the halo supported by the street lamps, she saw Jiang Qinghuai walking over with several boys and girls.

Jiang Qinghuai also saw them, smiled and waved, and walked over.

"Looks like Wei Qingfan's girlfriend?"

"Seems to be……"

"Do you want to say hello?"

"Where's Wei Qingfan?"

Wang Jing and Xu Zhixiang also saw Li Miaoyu, and started discussing in low voices.

"That seems to be his roommate?"

Li Miaoyu leaned closer to Li Wanyi, whispered, and at the same time looked for those boys with big bright eyes, "Do you still remember which one is Li Yuchen?"

She had a deep memory of the content of the gossip some time ago, but it was difficult for her to tell which one was Li Yuchen.

Li Wanyi rolled her eyes and said, "I haven't seen his roommate before."

Li Miaoyu thought about it for a while, and found that it was indeed the case. She was secretly happy in her heart, looked at it carefully and said, "It should be the second boy from the left...it should be..."

Wei Qingchan heard their conversation, and whispered: "The one who was cheated by the girl from Nortel?"

Gossip, it must be shared, she also heard about it.

"right……"

Li Miaoyu quickly agreed, and Jiang Qinghuai and the others had already approached, so they stopped talking and waved to Jiang Qinghuai with a smile.

Jiang Qinghuai also smiled, and greeted Li Wanyi and Wei Qingchan: "Senior Sister ~ Sister Qingchan~"

She introduced Wei Qingfan's roommate, and everyone greeted them, and then Wei Qingfan arrived with Yang Changyu, carrying a guitar.

He didn't expect that the two groups of people would meet together, he was a little surprised and funny, and said with a teasing smile, "Is this how you save face?"

"That's for sure."

"Don't be ashamed!"

Everyone chatted for a while, the party soon started, the dance club started, and the atmosphere quickly became lively, and the quality of the subsequent singing, sketches and other programs was also good, which made everyone start to worry about Wei Qingfan.

Wei Qingfan himself was very calm, he didn't come to the competition, he completed the task after singing, and it was his own little wish.

Soon, someone from the student union sent him a message asking him to go backstage to prepare.

Li Miaoyu also followed. She was Wei Qingfan's official girlfriend at school, and she brought a video camera, and was going to record it for Wei Qingfan later.

She brought Li Wanyi to accompany her to avoid embarrassment when recording alone.

Because he was worried that he might not be familiar with the students in the school's student union, Jiang Qinghuai, who used to work in the student union, accompanied the two of them there.

At the backstage, Jiang Qinghuai greeted her acquainted colleagues and school girls. She had asked Li Miaoyu about the video recording before, and quickly left Wei Qingfan behind to find a suitable location for recording.

"China has a long history of 5000 years, which has bred a splendid culture with a profound foundation. The classic poems with a long history are our inexhaustible and enduring spiritual treasure..."

After the program of the roller skating club, the two hosts, a man and a woman, returned to the stage and started the opening speech of the next program, "The Tang Dynasty, where the stars are shining, is the flourishing age of poetry... The melody of the new era endows the classical The new charm of poetry, next we invite Wei Qingfan, a senior student of the School of Computer Science, to play and sing "Will Enter the Wine" with guitar! Applause is welcome!"

Even if Wei Qingfan looked no different from ordinary students, there was still a difference after all. The attitudes of the two hosts were obviously more enthusiastic, and they took the initiative to lead the applause.

At the same time, many students who heard the name in the audience were also whispering, including old students and new students.

"Wei Qingfan?"

"Could it be that Wei Qingfan?"

"Who?"

"The boss of the ancient word mobile phone..."

"Damn it, Wei Qingfan can sing?"

"Is Wei Qingfan from our school?"

"Boss Wei is quite handsome..."

"Call the senior..."

……

Wei Qingfan couldn't hear these discussions, and didn't care. He walked to the center of the stage with his guitar in his arms. The junior in charge of the stage had already set up the microphone. He connected the guitar and stood there to brew his emotions for the last time. , and then lightly plucked the string at the fingertips.

Under the amplified sound, the melody of "clank" spread from the stage to the surroundings.

Perhaps because of Wei Qingfan's special status, just now there were quite a few beautiful girls who were obviously better at singing and even looked good. At this time, they all looked up at the stage, as if they were looking forward to the performance.

However, this expectation obviously has nothing to do with the level of performance, just like many people chasing stars, watching movies, buying albums, have nothing to do with acting and singing skills.

“It looked decent”

"I wonder, is he really playing the guitar?"

"I don't know how to sing..."

In the surrounding crowd, many people who knew Wei Qingfan, including classmates in the same class, were joking with him in a joking tone.

Li Wanyi, Li Miaoyu, and Jiang Qinghuai were at the nearest part of the stage, watching Wei Qingfan on the stage from the closest distance.

Li Miaoyu held the camera steadily, looked up at Wei Qingfan, then turned to look at Li Wanyi and Jiang Qinghuai, and quickly put his gaze on Jiang Qinghuai's face.

The stage lights illuminated Jiang Qinghuai's pure and beautiful face, his eyes were clear and bright, and he was staring at Wei Qingfan on the stage without blinking, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and there was a soft, heartfelt smile.

Li Wanyi quickly withdrew her gaze, and looked at Jiang Qinghuai as well.

Afterwards, the two looked back almost at the same time. After a slight touch, they exchanged a look, and then each looked back. One concentrated on taking pictures, and the other concentrated on the stands.

The next moment, Jiang Qinghuai withdrew his gaze from the stage, glanced at the two girls next to him, then slightly pursed the corners of his lips, and then looked at the stage again.

The smile on the corner of the mouth is still soft and calm, but the slender and delicate fingers are subconsciously pinching the corner of the clothes. The clothes seem to have never been subjected to such heavy force, but the knuckles of the white and slender fingers are clearly highlighted by the unconscious force.

This seems to be characteristic of tangles or tension.

"Don't see you~~ The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning"

At this time, Wei Qingfan's singing voice, which was still difficult to feel the existence of singing skills after many days of practice, came from the increasingly passionate melody, combined with the poems that have been recited for thousands of years, it revealed an indescribable heroic spirit.