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Chapter 77 Graduation Party ([-])

Light will never be pure, and people's hearts will never be unified.

There are always some different emotions among the people who sigh and cherish in the venue.

Lu Cheng's face was very pale, and the color that a person like blood should have on his face could not be found on his face. Although he had been trying his best to persuade himself not to believe everything he saw and heard, the deepest part of his mind was Chu's rationality told him very bluntly that this was all true.He felt that he was a clown hiding in the dark. Although no one knew about it for the time being, he still couldn't get rid of his identity as a clown.

Facing the non-stop applause and endless discussions, Lin Feng on the stage smiled and knocked on the microphone. The sound of "dong dong" came from the speaker, drawing the attention of the audience to himself on the stage.

"Does it hurt a little from the clapping?"

"Hahaha……"

The beauty of childhood brought people back to that time, reveling in the cheerful blank relaxation, Lin Feng's jokes, the feeling of passing the palm to the brain, let reason once again occupy the high ground, after all, they can't go back.

"Even if fate makes us hide our childhood in the deepest part of our memory, we will not get lost in the experience during this period. The beauty of childhood will always be the pure land of our hearts. No matter how difficult the situation is, we will always If you can smile, life is not scary. If the Mandarin version of childhood is a return to time, then the following Cantonese version of childhood, I think it is an adult review. Next, the Cantonese version of childhood, thank you!"

There is no applause, it is quiet, and people are thinking about what childhood would be like in the Cantonese version?What kind of beauty and touch will it bring us?

Lin Feng closed his eyes and plucked the guitar lightly, his mind naturally sank into the melody.The still clear melody made people intoxicated, and the people in the audience also closed their eyes and hummed softly.Even after listening to it only once, people in the audience still felt that sense of contradiction, strangeness and familiarity. What is strange and familiar is the melody, and what is familiar and strange is the happy time.

The melody passed the point, the singing sounded at the right time, and the lyrics also appeared on the big screen at the right time. This was given to the operator by Lin Feng in advance. Not everyone is so proficient in Cantonese.

"Butterflies flutteringly accompany the swings in the sky, and bees fly by in the hot summer afternoon, without me singing happily, the iron gates on the sports field are locked. It's a pity that sir can't be lazy. There are countless sets of homework after school, and the heavy schoolbag is full. I read books, and that’s how I went through my childhood.”

"Yeah, sir, why don't you be lazy, let us play to our heart's content after a day of class, let us sing the songs in the TV series loudly, and discuss the following plot. Teacher, I hate you!" This is the student complaints.

"Lazy? This is not a good thing. Those who are teachers should do their duty! You are the flowers of the motherland. As gardeners, we must let you bloom with connotation." This is the voice of the teacher.

"There is so much food in the cooperative, but the wealth of coins is one a day. After class, I have a lot of fantasies, and it is so much fun to look at the wall and dream. It's a pity that the object of my first love, I don't dare to tell her clearly when I see her every day. I don't know it. It’s full of thoughts, just like that in childhood.”

Gone are the days when you were a kid and sneaked some coins out of the drawer at home to the store for a snack.The boy who always attracted her by being funny also hid his thoughts in his childhood.

"I hurry up to do my homework when it's late at night, but why do I always make mistakes every night? It's like the day of my big exam. I always find that I have done all the questions wrong. I cherish the time and my father taught him thousands of times. Every day I listen to him and I feel wordy in my heart." , I don’t know that today has arrived in a hurry, and my childhood just drifted by like this.”

"Dad, my homework is done."

"Well, let's play for a while, and call you to eat later. After eating, you read a book before going to bed. You have to learn how to use your time."

"Oh, I got it." The voice was very long, why do you always pretend not to understand the children's thoughts?
...

"Hey, it's more than three hours before school, I have to do my homework secretly, otherwise the teacher will punish me for writing." The child in the bed tried hard to use the teacher to drive away his drowsiness.

"Huh? Why is this question so familiar? Teacher, can we do the homework and explain it before taking the exam?"

"The story has come to today. In the old days, I have changed into the person I am today. I lost my innocence, and suddenly realized that there are not many dreams. I think it seems like yesterday. I remember the past clearly in my heart. It's a pity that that day Gone too soon, childhood is so fleeting."

"Dad, look how beautiful the butterfly is!"

"Well, butterflies are beautiful."

It seems that the butterfly of yesterday flew to today, why is there no childlike innocence, childhood is very far and very close.

"Mo Xiao, I think back to the past, when bees flew by again in the hot summer afternoon, but I didn't want to sing, like a person deliberately put a lock inside. Deep in my heart, I only think of the old days, the childishness, everything has changed a lot today, in a hurry The day is gone too quickly, childhood is so fleeting."

Why can't I see the butterflies flying and the bees dancing again, but I can't get up the heart to sing again?Was yesterday too fast or did we not cherish it properly?The joy of childhood seems to be forever in the memory.

At the end of the first paragraph, the melody is still brisk.

It’s just that the people on the second floor seem to be wiping and wiping something with their hands. The chandelier in the auditorium is too dazzling, and the eyes can’t help but cry.

"This Lin Feng was so relaxed and happy just now, and now he comes with such lyrics, it really tests his heart, no, I have to drink something at night." These elites who haven't shed tears for a long time secretly decided in their hearts.

As for the students, they have never been baptized by society, but they are just intoxicated by the past events in the song, and their mood is so bright. As for the deepest sentimentality of the song and the affectionate memories of adults on the era of innocence, they have never felt it, perhaps in many Years later, if they listen to the Cantonese version of childhood again, they will really feel it in their hearts!

"Brother Feng is really good! The level of double writing of this song is really not low!"

"That's right, but can you tell me where it's good? It's not low level, do you understand? I pretend to be a wolf with a big tail all day long."

"I'm happy, don't worry about me, Brother Feng's double writing of a song seems to be the first in China!"

"I guess so. Brother Feng wrote these two songs so well! I want to go back to primary school! I'm having trouble with the teacher, I'm blushing with the girl next door..."

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"Every word is perfect! He is not the first to try double writing a song, but Lin Feng's double writing is so perfect. Although he is not the first, he is definitely No.1." Old Ge Bianmo With tears in his eyes, he said to Old Wu.

"That's right, and this No.1 is not wet yet, and the two songs are absolutely classics!" Old Wu Chang took a breath, feeling his hands trembling a little, for these two songs, for the sake of This boy who is destined to change the music pattern of the world.

"I'm really worried about the boss's wallet right now. This Lin Feng is desperately taking out songs one by one. Can the boss stand it?"

"Well, I see enough! It's okay, just pay us wages!"

"Okay, okay!" Chen Kun said repeatedly with his eyes closed.

Lao Zhang on the side was staring at the lyrics on the big screen. If I don’t understand, I have to study it. Why did it make me cry?I am your teacher.

"Old Yang, you are really good at teaching. Your waves are so fast that he was slapped on the beach." The vice-principal countered at Lao Yang. I taught him Cantonese. What's so embarrassing? Was photographed on the beach.

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The melody was overjoyed, and the second singing sounded again.

"Butterflies fluttering on the swings in the sky, bees flying by in the hot summer afternoon, without me singing happily, and the iron gates on the sports field are locked. It's a pity that sir can't be lazy..."

Accompanied by the melody and Lin Feng's singing, the people on the second floor took the lead in singing softly, our song, our childhood.

"There is so much food in the cooperative, but the wealth of coins is one a day. After class, I have a lot of fantasies, and it is so much fun to look at the wall and dream. It's a pity that the object of my first love, I dare not tell her clearly when I see her every day..."

The singing in the audience was getting louder and louder, singing loudly with a certain style, followed by some incomprehensible low voices. At this moment, the passing time of childhood coincided with reality.

"I always have to wait until I go to bed to realize that I have only done a little bit of homework... An inch of time is worth an inch of gold. The teacher said that an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time. Day after day, year after year, childhood in a daze."

Lin Feng suddenly interspersed Mandarin childhood, without any dissonance, childhood is always so unpredictable.

"The rush of the day has passed too quickly, and childhood has drifted away like this."

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The ending in Cantonese once again brought tears to my eyes, and the ladies and gentlemen on the second floor complained about the chandelier again.Then the cheerful rhythm became more intense, and the notes seemed to appear in the air and imprinted deep in people's hearts. Childhood memories merged with this joy, and nothing can replace it.

Director Yang's mood at this moment is as excited as a river rushing, "Principal, you want to give me a raise, this is the Cantonese I teach!"

"Old Yang, pay attention to your image, Lin Feng's level doesn't seem to have much to do with you? Don't forget, I approved Lin Feng's going to find you." The principal glared at Director Yang, I must be credited for this!
Backstage, Zhao Jian was leaning against the corner decadently, his face as pale as white paper, he wanted to embarrass Lin Feng, but he didn't expect to give it to someone else. He felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly, and there was not only one.Moreover, Qing Ning's assistant He Cheng called just now, and they still need to discuss the signing of the contract. The reason is that he and Lin Feng seem to have conflicts.

"God, why are you so unfair, giving so many good songs and making so many companies beg him, what about me?"

"It's so hard to sign a company, but I still look at Lin Feng's face."

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Zhao Jian looked up at the high roof of the auditorium, as if he wanted to see through the roof, and condemned the unfair God with his eyes.

　If the heart is there, the dream is there, and it has really been completed as always.It’s just that the lights have just been turned off, and there is no time for review, that’s all, it will come naturally when the question is in front of me, haha.

　　Tomorrow is next week, everyone must continue to work hard, there is one more week, it will be July [-]th, haha.

　　For all kinds of requests, recommendation tickets, collections, advertisements, everyone will smash it as always.

　　The Cantonese version of "Childhood" was sung by Cai Guoquan, and the words were written by Master Huang Zhan, a ghost in Xiangjiang. It is very pleasant to listen to.

　　


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