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Jiang Siming turned around and sat in the middle of the leadership seat, next to the principal and vice principal.
This is the seat assigned by the school, and he has nothing to do. He would rather sit with Zhang Qiulan.
Sitting on the stage, looking at this auditorium that can accommodate tens of thousands of people, there is nothing.
Jiang Siming couldn¡¯t help but remember that he used to host the show here every year at the Fudan Gala, or he would perform a skit, participate in a chorus or something.
At that time, it was just a small role, a little guy.
But today he came back to this stage and became the real focus and protagonist.
Today, in addition to many older generation Fudan students and professors and teachers from various universities, we came here.
There are many reporters.
These media reporters naturally came for Jiang Siming.
Who makes Jiang Siming talk too much now?
Finding so many reporters there, many students couldn¡¯t help but sit upright.
And in the first-year economics department, a beautiful girl looked at Jiang Siming on the stage without even blinking.
"Brother Jiang"
The girl muttered that the man on the stage was exactly the figure she would think about every day.
Although she was named the new school beauty as soon as she entered the school, even though many outstanding seniors were pursuing her.
But the girl always kept a distant distance from them.
Because in her heart, no one can compare to Jiang Siming's position in her heart.
If Jiang Siming sees her, he will definitely remember that this girl is Lu Yao.
A junior high school girl whom Jiang Siming casually helped when she was taking the college entrance examination.
Now I am in my freshman year at Fudan University.
The school anniversary is coming soon, and the inevitable beginning is naturally the leader¡¯s speech.
"First of all, I would like to wish our school its 110th anniversary. Fudan University's experience Biliba"
¡°We welcome all old graduates of our school, alumni and old friends to Fudan, as well as all media reporters present.¡±
When the principal said this, he cleared his throat and said with a smile: "The person I want to welcome today is Jiang Siming, classmate Jiang, who is sitting next to me. We are honored to invite him to our alma mater to participate in the school anniversary. We have invited classmate Jiang Say a few words."
The principal¡¯s suggestion was unanimously approved by all the students.
Whoever speaks speaks, but what they want to see most is of course Jiang Siming being able to speak to them.
Jiang Siming had already known that there would be this link, so he stood up from his chair and walked to the center of the stage.
Looking at so many students in the audience, Jiang Siming was not nervous at all.
When he was still a student, he was always afraid that he would say the wrong thing or do the wrong thing. He could not sleep the night before going on stage.
"I am Jiang Siming, a student from the 13th class of Fudan University. It has been almost six years since I graduated. I am honored and happy to participate in the anniversary of my alma mater."
"Fudan University is the place where I studied and lived for four years, and it is also the place where I carried my first dream. I used to hope to graduate quickly and go out to pursue my career, but after I left, I always missed my time in college."
Jiang Siming laughed as he spoke, and then continued:
"Actually, I was very troubled when I was in college. Everyone thought I only had one advantage, and that was that I was handsome."
Before everyone could react, Jiang Siming said again: "Okay, they think so, and I admit it."
As soon as he said this, the whole audience burst into laughter.
Well, although he is very narcissistic, it seems to make sense from what Jiang Siming said.
"It was just a joke. In fact, I just want all the juniors and girls here to cherish these four years of college. Believe me, these four years may be the fastest and the best you have ever lived. Thank you. .¡±
After Jiang Siming finished speaking, he bowed and returned to his seat.
The applause coming from below was like mountain springs and waterfalls.
Jiang Siming thought he would be fine, but he didn't expect it was just the beginning.
The opening speeches are over, and then it¡¯s time for the school anniversary program.
Students from all grades of the school have been performing on stage one after another, including dancing, singing, sketches, cross talk, etc.
The students made this school celebration a lively event.
Although he has watched many of these programs outside, Jiang Siming still feels that the programs in school are better.
There are even?A few beautiful girls performed a folk dance, which was a joy to watch.
Two hours have passed and the program has come to an end.
At this time, a female host smiled and said: "Dear students, after watching so many programs, does anyone want to see Jiang Shen's performance?"
"Yes, our male god senior, the new generation of singer, has not performed yet. Do you want to invite Senior Jiang to do a show?" The male host immediately answered the question.
"think!"
There was a unanimous voice below, and the voice was extremely loud.
You have to think about it, the performances performed by the classmates in school are just amateur performances. I heard some solos, although they were good.
But when they thought of a singer sitting there, they felt that the gap was too big in comparison.
Jiang Siming was watching it wonderfully, but he didn¡¯t expect to be ¡®named¡¯ again.
The two principals next to him smiled and said to him: "Student Jiang, this is what people want, why don't you show it?"
What else can Jiang Siming say?
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? but even if we didn¡¯t say this, it would be too cold.
??Besides, it¡¯s also appropriate to sing a song for the junior students.
Jiang Siming did not answer, but stood up and walked towards the stage.
The scene erupted in cheers again.
The students clapped excitedly, saying that they liked Mingshen¡¯s character. He didn¡¯t talk much and just started talking and that was it.
There happened to be a piano on the stage, and Jiang Siming walked up.
The female host blushed with excitement and came over to set up the microphone for Jiang Siming.
¡°Come on, Do Minjun, Oppa!¡±
The female host ran away after finishing speaking.
Jiang Siming shook his head with a smile, sat on the piano chair, and started playing a few notes to try out the sound.
Then Jiang Siming turned to the microphone and said to the tens of thousands of students in the audience: "What song do you want to listen to?"
"Luzhou Moon!"
"Thousands of Baidu!"
"The dust in the fireworks!"
"What's wrong!"
"Little love song, my favorite song!"
"Want to hear monsters!"
The students were saying something to each other, and it was impossible to hear what they were saying. Almost every student was shouting.
"How about a new song?"
Of course everyone is 100 happy!
Even the reporters are excited. Is Jiang Siming going to start singing a new song again? Haha, it will be the headline tomorrow.
Jiang Siming¡¯s fingers flew around and struck a beautiful note on the keys.
The prelude is ding ding dong dong, and the rhythm is a little brisk and playful.
It makes people feel very comfortable after listening to it.
"Have you watched every play to the fullest?"
Is every day so unforgettable?
The dull expression may be due to my love of thinking
Not good at expressing eyebrows
Always hoping, always disappointed
Life is not always like this
vulgar fearlessness and elegant frivolity
Not all of them are stinky
¡.¡±
Many Jiang Siming fans were a little surprised when they heard the first part of the song.
Because this song doesn¡¯t seem to have Jiang Siming¡¯s sophisticated singing skills, nor does it have gorgeous lyrics.
Rather, it¡¯s a narrative, like writing about his own thoughts?
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