I am just an adopted son, sisters, please stop bothering me

7pm.

In the auditorium of Yang University.

Because of the welcome party, the place is almost full of people at this moment.

There are crowds of people inside, some playing games, some chatting, and some whispering.

Until the host, the senior sister in an evening gown, left the stage, the performance officially began.

Well, they started singing.

In addition, the beautiful women wearing belly-exposing clothes and showing their big white legs danced.

It directly triggered a small climax of the group.

Chu Nan folded his arms and leaned on the door frame of the exit.

Looking at the beautiful women dancing on the stage with a listless face.

All this seemed a bit too boring for him.

Beautiful women?

The five sisters of the Chu family were in front of him every day. What beautiful women? He had already developed resistance.

He didn't even look at people like Li Qianyi.

There was no way, his mouth was fed.

Now all four sisters were his people.

And, there was only one Chu Lingshuang left.

Although no one said it, everyone knew it in their hearts.

This is absolute.

Chu Nan said he would give up.

As long as Chu Lingwei agrees.

Then whatever he wants.

He won't suffer any loss anyway.

...

After the hot dance and singing performance, the next one is a skit.

Chu Nan really doesn't like it. It's said that this world's entertainment is poor.

If Zhao Ye from the previous life was brought back, they would definitely laugh to death.

Time passed by, and Chu Nan's patience was gradually exhausted.

The welcome party lasted for a total of one and a half hours, and it has been more than an hour now.

That person hasn't appeared yet, when will he come out?

Two love songs followed, and there was another song "Hibernation". When Chu Nan was getting irritable...

Suddenly.

The lights dimmed.

The whole audience was silent for a moment.

The scene was dark and quiet for about half a minute.

But it wasn't that quiet.

The audience could vaguely hear some noise on the stage.

"Next, we invite a senior who graduated a long time ago to sing a love song for us."

"She wants to say a few words to you freshmen."

"I'll dictate this."

The female host in a red evening gown walked onto the stage slowly with the lights on.

Her looks were close to 90 points, and she was considered a school beauty in this school.

But at this moment, she was a little lost in thought as she looked at the lines in her hands.

There was no way, it was too confusing.

"Next, I hope that after I finish singing, those of you who broke up because of some misunderstanding or some inadvertent quarrel can take the initiative."

"In fact, there is no need for two people to be so unhappy."

"In fact, it is not that difficult to lower your head."

"In fact, one day in the future, you may thank you for your courage this time."

"Finally, I hope that all of you lovers will eventually get married."

A strange line was read out by the female host's gentle voice.

And the students on the stage, some frowned, some looked moved.

Some were confused and didn't know what she was talking about.

Why is this performer so grand.

And only Chu Nan knew the inside story of some things.

He nodded in sudden enlightenment.

Then shook his head with a little regret.

[Tsk tsk, maybe, they are married and have children. It has been ten years, and things have changed. ]

[Alas, when I go to work tomorrow... well... I'll give her a song of ten years.]

[I don't know if that guy will change his mind.]

Chu Nan thought so.

Then, the female host on the stage suddenly changed her style and smiled brightly.

"Okay, the next one to appear is the senior who donated 50 million to our Yangzhou University... Gu Qingdai!"

"Wow————"

The whole audience was in an uproar.

No one expected that this senior was actually Gu Qingdai, who was a celebrity in their Yangzhou City.

Who doesn't know her?

Their first impression of Gu Qingdai was that she was rich, powerful, and beautiful, and the second was that she acted arrogantly.

Who didn't expect that such a person would come to Yangzhou University to perform their talents for them? !

...

Behind the stage, Gu Qingdai, who was wearing the same clothes as she wore one day in the autumn ten years ago, had a very strange expression.

Arrogance and expectation coexist.

I won't talk about arrogance.

But this expectation, I don't know what it is expecting.

Was she expecting her first love to know that she was performing a show specifically for this relationship?

So that he would praise her or change his mind?

Or was it Chu Nan who was invited to praise her?

She didn't know.

"Ms. Gu, it's your turn."

The female host walked off the stage and looked at Gu Qingdai with admiration.

She was cold.She nodded lightly, took the microphone and walked directly to the stage.

Under the lights, everyone could see a woman with an aura that did not match her clothes slowly walked to the stage.

She was wearing a high school uniform that no one could understand...

?

After going on stage, Gu Qingdai looked around the audience.

Looking for Chu Nan's figure.

But she couldn't find him at all. He was at the back of the auditorium, near the door, and sideways. It was really hard to find him.

Slightly disappointed, she thought Chu Nan had broken his promise and would not come.

But she still sorted out her mood and nodded to the backstage.

The accompaniment sounded.

On the big screen was the name that stunned everyone.

"Later"

Composer: Chu Nan

Lyrics: Chu Nan

Arranger: Chu Nan

There was another commotion in the audience.

No one expected that this senior sister would come up with a big bomb.

And where did she get the song written by Chu Nan? !

Even the principal and other school leaders sitting in the audience couldn't help but start looking forward to it.

The sound of guitar sounded.

"Later ~ I finally learned how to love ~ "

"It's a pity that you ~ had already gone away ~ disappeared in the crowd ~ "

"Later ~ I finally understood in tears ~ "

"Some people are gone once they are missed ~ "

"Gardenia ~ White petals ~ "

"Falling on my blue pleated skirt ~ "

"......"

At the door of the auditorium, Chu Nan crossed his arms, his eyes were deep, and he nodded secretly.

This singing is 70% to 80% of the original singer's level.

It is completely enough in this world.

The audience was shocked by two points.

First, whether it is the sound of the sound, the sound of the microphone, or the tuning, they are not comparable to those performers just now.

It seems that those sounds were made by someone going on stage to change the equipment.

Second, the lyrics are really too amazing.

For young people, well... it is really nice and good.

But what if it is a middle-aged person, especially in his forties or fifties?

For example, the president of our Yangzhou University, his eyes are red at the moment, his lips are tightly pursed.

He remembered the girl he met when he was young and went to the countryside to teach, but where is she now?

He didn't know.

He only knew that the woman he married now was a political marriage.

There is no emotion.

"If we could have ~ "

" Not so stubborn ~ "

" Not so regretful now ~ "

" How do you remember me ~ "

" With a smile or very silent ~ "

" All these years ~ "

" Is there anyone who can make you not lonely ~ "

" Later....."

The song ended.

Gu Qingdai's voice was getting more and more choked.

Even students who have not experienced emotional intelligence can't help but shed tears.

Not to mention those school leaders.

They have lived for most of their lives, what kind of injuries have they not experienced?

But the most painful is still emotional injury.

Chu Nan silently watched Gu Qingdai, who was crying on the stage.

He took a photo silently and posted it to his Moments.

"It sounds good."

...

Gu Qingdai left the stage.

There was no applause.

But the emotions and tears on the faces of the audience were better than the applause.

There was no happy expression on her face.

The two people she was looking forward to tonight did not come.

She was very disappointed.

She walked into the dressing room alone silently.

She lay quietly on the dressing table without saying a word, just lying quietly, with her shoulders slightly shrugged.

For a long time.

She calmed down her emotions, opened her phone and looked around aimlessly.

See if anyone sent her a message.

See if anyone added her as a friend.

But no one did.

After pursing her lips, she opened Moments without giving up.

In an instant, her eyes were fixed on a photo with the note: 18-year-old warm boy, sent.

The red lips inadvertently curved.

And...

In a small border town in Yunnan Province, a man looked at a message on his phone from a classmate he hadn't contacted for a long time.

He quickly typed back: "Why did you mention her to me?"

"Later?"

"I'll go and listen."

"......"

"What does this have to do with me?"

"She and I only held hands, and it's been so many years..."

"And I'm married."

"The child is two years old."

"What's the point of her being like this now?"

"Don't mention her to me in the future."

...