MTL - Hello 1983-Chapter 1126 Hello, nineteen ninety-four!

  Chapter 1126 Hello, 1994!

   Liu Qingshan's speech ended, and the audience burst into long applause.

  At present, there is actually a lack of national self-confidence. Liu Qingshan's words have greatly touched the hearts of these students.

  Wu Lao and other old seniors also gave applause to Liu Qingshan. The reason is very simple. The young man on the stage is not only singing high-profile, but is fulfilling his oath with practical actions.

   Such people are worthy of respect and cultivation.

   After a brief summary by the President of Peking University, the speech ended successfully.

   But for Wu Lao, Liu Qingshan and others, all this has not really ended yet,

  They moved to a reception room, there were no outsiders in the reception room, only Wu Lao and Song Lao, accompanied by Liu Qingshan and Song Xue.

   "Xiao Song, we are all old, and we will have a good few days. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so let's stop worrying about it." Elder Wu took a sip of tea slowly, and then said to Elder Song.

   Song Lao frowned with long eyebrows: "But the old leader, I have promised my comrades in arms, how can I break my promise?"

  When the elders spoke, Liu Qingshan and Song Xue, the two juniors, could only listen.

  Old Wu put down the white porcelain teapot in his hand heavily: "Idiot, it's no longer the time to do this."

  Born in the military, his temper flared up as he talked.

  Elder Song was similar, drooping his head and silently, and began to resist passively.

   "Stop doing this, if you don't want this granddaughter, I will, Xiaoxue, pack up and come to Grandpa Wu's house!" Elder Wu also used his trump card.

  If he recognized this god-granddaughter, it is estimated that Song Laozhen would be ashamed to face others.

  Elder Song sighed, and then said in a fit of anger: "I can't control it either, let's just leave it alone."

   "Grandpa, calm down." Song Xue was a little nervous. The old man's heart is usually not very good, so don't get angry and get sick.

   "Girls are extroverted!" Elder Song muttered.

   "Grandpa, how can it be?" Song Xue clenched her small fists and gently patted Elder Song on the back.

  Old Wu laughed loudly when he saw it: "It's still my granddaughter who knows how to hurt others. That brat of my family, who ran to Lilan, rarely came back once a year."

   It sounded like he envied Elder Song, but there was an undisguised pride in his tone of voice.

   "Xiao Wu has really made a lot of progress in the past two years." Elder Song couldn't help but praise.

  Everyone can see what the children of each family look like, but the children and grandchildren of Wu's hometown are the most promising.

Elder Wu also laughed, and glanced at Liu Qingshan triumphantly: "It's not because of Qingshan's glory, haha, I have discovered that the people who are united around Qingshan's child are not bad, Xiaoxue's That person is the one who received the award on stage, and he is also a classmate of Qingshan’s university, right?”

When Liu Qingshan heard Mr. Wu's question, he smiled and nodded: "Mr. Wu, you said Pengfei, we are in the same dormitory. When we were in school, we founded Dashuxia Company together. It has been doing well these years. The company's main actors, the Heart to Heart Art Troupe, are currently performing in the old revolutionary base area. These ideas were all researched by Peng Fei and Song Xue."

   These old revolutionaries, of course, like to hear this most.

  Although the Heart to Heart Art Troupe was proposed by Liu Qingshan, he doesn't mind letting Boss Zhang borrow it.

   "Okay, you can't forget your roots in life, and don't forget your parents and folks in the old districts at any time." Elder Wu nodded and expressed his appreciation.

  Then the subject changed: "Just like Qingshan and the kid named Pengfei, you left your alma mater, but still spend a lot of money for your alma mater every year. This is also a manifestation of not forgetting your roots, not bad."

  Elder Song was completely convinced. He knew that the old leader was determined.

   Besides, her granddaughter's vision seems to be really good, but compared with Liu Qingshan in front of her, she is of course far inferior.

   Song Lao glanced at Liu Qingshan, but his eyes were a bit unfriendly. Of course, he knew that it was this kid who brought Wu Lao here and made it difficult for him.

  But putting aside this layer, Song Lao actually admires Liu Qingshan, a young man, because of his sincere love for the country and the nation, he is a good guy.

   Forget it, let them settle the matter among young people by themselves.

  The matter has come to this point, and it is hard for Mr. Song to insist any longer. Although he did not expressly agree, the attitude of not interfering is regarded as acquiescence.

   After drinking a cup of tea, Mr. Wu and Mr. Song declined the school's persuasion and left by car.

  Of course Liu Qingshan and the others didn’t leave. After finally returning to their alma mater, they had to have a meal anyway.

   "Youngest, youngest!" Boss Zhang, who was anxious like a monkey outside, greeted anxiously, wanting to know the result of the negotiation.

   "Ask Song Xue." Liu Qingshan shook his head, this boss is also bewildered at the moment, don't you know Song Xue's expression?

  Abandoning the idiot Boss Zhang, Liu Qingshan, Wei Bing and others, accompanied by the reception staff, went to the cafeteria.

  Actually, according to Liu Qingshan’s intention, just go to an ordinary student cafeteria and have a bite, just to recall the student days.

  But of course the school did not agree, there was no other way but to go to a separate staff canteen.

   "Boss!"

   As soon as Liu Qingshan entered the cafeteria, he heard a cheer, and then saw the little stool bouncing over, hugging Liu Qingshan's arm happily.

   "You guys are all here too, it can't be that the food in the cafeteria under our big tree is not good, so you came here to eat?"

  Liu Qingshan was joking, he had already seen some actors under the big trees, they all stood up and walked towards this side.

   "We're not just eating dinner, we're invited to Beijing University's New Year's Eve party." The little stool said with a smile, and then directly pulled Liu Qingshan to their table.

   There are less than ten actors in total, most of them are young people, and there are a few new faces among them, who should be newcomers to the company.

   Xiaosengzi is a veteran of the company despite his young age, so he first introduces the boss Liu Qingshan to everyone, and then introduces a few newcomers.

  Liu Qingshan smiled and shook hands with everyone. He was particularly concerned about one person: Isn’t this the short and tight guy who was also snatched under the big tree?

  Then Liu Qingshan discovered his short, big and tight partner, Lao Lang. Thinking about this time period, Liu Qingshan couldn’t help but smile: I don’t know if you, who was at the same table, figured it out?

   You have to ask about this matter, don’t wipe out such classic campus folk songs just because of the change of life trajectory.

  So Liu Qingshan asked seemingly casually: "What songs are you going to sing at the New Year's Eve party?"

   "Of course it's a school song!" Xiao Stool said quickly.

  Liu Qingshan nodded: "Understood, it must be singing the photo of the sun in the sky, and the flowers are smiling at me."

  Everyone laughed out loud, the somewhat restrained atmosphere suddenly became more relaxed.

  The little stool hit the snake with the stick instead: "Why don't you compose a song for me, boss, it's been a long time since I sang the new song of boss?"

  Others have also heard the rumors of this boss. He is a ruthless person who can compose famous songs like The Last Mohican on the spot, which shocks foreigners.

   "Do you really think I can create songs casually?" Liu Qingshan waved his hand and looked at the others.

  Everyone couldn't help being a little disappointed. When it was Lao Lang's turn, he said he would play and sing the classic song from Treasure Island, Childhood.

   "Actually, we should also have our own campus songs." Liu Qingshan knew it as soon as he heard it, and his deskmate hadn't figured it out yet.

  Short Dakin nodded persistently: "Boss, we are also trying this."

  They had both just left campus, and the affection for campus hadn't faded.

  Liu Qingshan decided to help, so he said with a smile: "Then let's study together. When you were in school, what can arouse your memories the most?"

  Everyone was chattering, some were talking about the teacher, some were talking about the classmate, and they were short and tight holding their glasses: "Of course it's the same table, a beautiful female tablemate."

   These words naturally aroused contempt, but all the boys present nodded in agreement.

   "You at the same table, this theme is good, it is very broad, and it is very popular. Just listening to it will arouse memories of your school days."

  Liu Qingshan started to cut to the chase, hummed a melody, then added the lyrics, and hummed again:

   "Will you remember tomorrow, the diary you wrote yesterday..."

  Simple melody, straightforward lyrics, but with a touch of sadness, it hit everyone's heart at once.

  Especially short and tight, it was like getting an electric shock, stood up excitedly, and hummed along with a trembling voice:

   "Do you still miss tomorrow, you who cry the most..."

  Old Wolf also felt goosebumps on his body. This tune also touched his soul, as if he had a heart-to-heart connection, he also hummed:

   "The teachers can't remember you, you who can't guess the question, I just accidentally flipped through the photos, and I remembered you at the same table..."

  Shou Dasong has long thought of the following lyrics: "Who will marry you who is sentimental, who will comfort you who loves to cry, who will tie up your long hair, who will make the wedding dress for you..."

  After singing, he felt extremely refreshed in his heart, couldn't help stretching out his hands, and hit the old wolf hard.

  Liu Qingshan's palm also stretched out, slapping, and with a few crisp sounds, this classic campus ballad was born.

   "Boss, you are amazing, you really deserve your reputation!"

   Everyone is in admiration now.

  Liu Qingshan smiled and waved his hands: "It has nothing to do with me."

   "Boss, your guidance is the most important thing. I must toast you three times!" Short, big and tight, with eyes above the top, this time he was completely convinced.

  Liu Qingshan was also invited to participate in the New Year's Day party in the evening. The old wolf sang this newly released song with his pipa in his arms.

  The effect of the scene was very good. Such a song can touch the heartstrings of every student.

  Short Dakin has made up his mind: to create a few more campus songs, and then publish a book of campus folk songs.

   After the party, Liu Qingshan drove home. Outside the car window, the capital at night, under the reflection of neon lights, revealed prosperity in the tranquility.

  This ancient city, and this ancient country, just like the flat roads and speeding cars, have entered the fast lane of development.

  Liu Qingshan pressed the horn a few times: Hello, 1994!

  (end of this chapter)