Hello, 1983

Liu Qingshan's speech ended, and there was a long round of applause from the audience.

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

Old seniors such as Wu Lao also gave Liu Qingshan their applause. The reason is very simple. This young man on stage is not only singing a high-profile, but is practicing his oath with practical actions.

Such people are worthy of respect and cultivation.

After a brief summary by the president of Beijing University, the speech was successfully concluded.

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

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

"Xiao Song, we are all old, and it will be better in a few days. Our children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, so let's stop worrying about snacks." Wu Lao took a sip of tea slowly, and then said to Song Lao.

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

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

Wu Lao put down the white porcelain teapot in his hands again and again: "Idiot, what is the age, and you still do this."

He was born in the military, and when he talked, his temper came up.

Song Lao was similar. He lowered his head and said nothing, and began to passively resist.

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

If he recognized this goddamn granddaughter, Song Laozhen would be embarrassed.

Song Lao sighed, and then said angrily, "I can't control it either, don't care."

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

"Girls are outgoing!" Song Lao all shouted.

"Grandpa, how can there be." Song Xue clenched her small fists and tapped Song Lao on the back lightly.

Old Wu laughed when he saw it: "It's still my granddaughter who knows that it hurts people. That stinky boy from my family went to Lilan, and it's rare to come back once a year."

He sounded like he was envious of Song Lao, but there was an undisguised pride in his tone of voice.

"Xiao Wu is really promising in the past two years." Song Lao couldn't help but praise.

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

Old Man Wu also laughed, and glanced at Liu Qingshan proudly: "This is not the light of Qingshan, haha, I have found it, the people who are united around this child of Qingshan are not bad, the one from Xiaoxue is not bad. That object, the one who came to the stage to accept the award, is also a classmate from Qingshan University, right?"

When Liu Qingshan heard Wu Lao's question, he nodded with a smile: "Wu Lao, you said Pengfei, we are a dormitory. When we were in school, we founded the Big Tree Company together, and it has been pretty good these years. The main actors of the company, who organized the Heart to Heart Art Troupe, are currently performing in the old revolutionary base area. These ideas were all developed by Pengfei and Song Xue.”

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

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

"Okay, you can't forget your roots, don't forget the old folks in the old district at any time." Wu Lao nodded and greatly appreciated.

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

Song Lao was completely convinced, he knew that the old leader was determined.

And his granddaughter's vision seems to be really good, but compared with the Liu Qingshan in front of him, of course, it is not as good as that.

Song Lao glanced at Liu Qingshan, but his eyes were not good. Of course, he knew that it was this kid who brought Wu Lao and made it difficult for him.

But aside from this layer, Song Lao actually admires Liu Qingshan as a young man.

It is good to have a sincere love for the country and the nation.

Forget it, let them resolve matters between young people by themselves.

Now that things have come to this point, Song Lao can't insist any longer. Although he didn't express his promise, the attitude of not asking questions is even tacit approval.

After drinking a cup of tea, Wu Lao and Song Lao refused the school's retention 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 so anxious outside, greeted him anxiously, wanting to know the outcome of the negotiation.

"Ask Song Xue to go." Liu Qingshan shook his head, this boss is also getting a haircut, can't you see Song Xue's expression?

Leaving behind the idiot, Boss Zhang, Liu Qingshan, Wei Bing and others, accompanied by the receptionist, went to the cafeteria.

In fact, according to Liu Qingshan's intention, just go to the ordinary student cafeteria for a bite, just to recall the school 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 was eating in the dining hall, he heard a cheer, and then saw the small stool jumping and running over, happily hugging Liu Qingshan's arm.

"You are all here too. Could it be that the food in the cafeteria under the big tree is not good enough to come here for food?"

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

"We're not eating, we were invited to the Beijing University's New Year's Day party." The small 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 fresh faces, which should be newcomers to the company.

Although the small stool is not young, he is a veteran of the company, so he will first introduce the boss of Liu Qingshan to everyone, and then introduce a few newcomers.

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

Then Liu Qingshan found his short, big and tight partner Laolang again. Thinking about this time period, Liu Qingshan's mouth didn't feel a smile: I don't know that song at the same table, did you figure it out?

You have to ask about this, don't throw away such a classic campus ballad because of the change in the trajectory of your life.

So Liu Qingshan asked casually, "What song are you planning to sing at the New Year's Day party?"

"Of course it's a campus song!" The small stool said quickly.

Liu Qingshan nodded: "I see, it must be singing when the sun shines in the sky, and the flowers smile at me."

Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere that was a little restrained suddenly became relaxed.

Instead, the small stool hit the snake and followed the stick: "How about you compose a song for me, boss, it's been a long time since you sang boss's new song?"

Everyone else has also heard the rumors of the boss, that he was a ruthless man who could compose the last famous song of the Moxicans on the spot, shaking foreigners over.

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

Everyone couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. When it was Lao Lang's turn, he said he would play and sing that classic song from Treasure Island in childhood.

"Actually, we should also have our own campus songs." Liu Qingshan knew as soon as he heard it, and the same table hadn't come out yet.

Short and tight nodded: "Boss, we are also trying this."

They have all just left the campus, and the emotion for the campus has not subsided.

Liu Qingshan decided to help, so he smiled and said, "Then let's do research together. When you were in school, what would most evoke your memories?"

Everyone talked a lot, some talking about teachers, some talking about classmates, and they were holding their glasses tightly with their hands.

These words naturally attracted a burst of contempt, but all the boys present nodded their heads in agreement.

"You at the same table, this subject is good, very wide, and very popular. When you hear it, it brings back memories of your student days."

Liu Qingshan began to cut to the point, 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 sadness that hits everyone's heart at once.

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

"Do you still think about tomorrow, you who cry the most..."

The old wolf also felt goosebumps on his body. Such a tune also touched his soul, as if he had a consonance, he also hummed:

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

Diao Dajin has long thought of the following lyrics: "Who married you who is sentimental, who comforts you who love to cry, who twists your long hair, who makes your wedding dress..."

After singing, he felt that his heart became extremely comfortable for a while, and he couldn't help stretching out his hands to strike hard with the old wolf.

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

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

Everyone is amazed now.

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

"Boss, your guidance is the most important thing. I will give you three cups in a while!" Short and big tight eyes are always higher than the top, and this time he is completely convinced.

Liu Qingshan was also invited to the New Year's Day party in the evening. The old wolf held the pipa and sang this freshly released song.

The effect of the scene is very good, such a song can touch the heartstrings of every student.

Diao Dajin has made up his mind: to create a few more school songs, and then publish a school ballad.

After the party, Liu Qingshan drove home. Outside the car window, the capital at night, under the reflection of neon, was quiet and prosperous.

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

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