My 1999

"Good evening to all colleagues, teachers and students here."

Wow….

Warm applause broke out.

“… It has been nearly a year since our new dream was established on February 15 last year.

In the past year, we have experienced ups and downs together. With the joint efforts of all New Dream colleagues, New Dream is now the largest art education brand in China with nearly 10,000 students. "

The applause instantly became enthusiastic.

"Today's annual meeting is a small reward for everyone's hard work for a year. It is also a blessing to the new dream students who are about to step into the examination room. I hope you can achieve good results in the art examination in March this year and pass the exam of your ideal ’s university.”

"Okay, that's all I have to say. Now I declare the annual meeting to begin."

Xu Liang applauded.

At the opening of the annual meeting, I was going to ask him to speak, but he refused.

The most annoying thing when I was a student was the leaders’ speeches, which were often stinky and long.

He himself will not go up to take issue with this.

After Li Yan came back, a tall man in a crisp suit and a woman in a red dress walked onto the stage holding a painting tube.

They are today's hosts.

"Dear New Dream Leaders, dear classmates, good evening, everyone. I am Li Xiang and Wang Jia'er, the hosts of today's annual meeting."

"I am very honored to host today's annual meeting when I am about to graduate. I hope everyone can have a happy family, make a lot of money, and get into the university of their dreams in the new year."

"Okay, let's watch the first show, the opening dance "New Year Dance" performed by Dance Class 1..."

"It seems that the students we have trained are pretty good, and they are very stable in typhoons." Xu Liang said with a smile.

Li Xiang and Wang Jiaer are both students in the New Dream Broadcasting and Hosting Training Class.

"They are the top talents trained by Teacher Liu with great pains, and their professional abilities are definitely not good." Teng Huaming said with a smile.

Xu Liang nodded slightly and understood the problem when he saw that no one moved their chopsticks.

He picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of beef into his bowl.

"Let's all start eating. It's cold and it won't taste good when it's cold."

Seeing him do it, everyone started eating.

The program goes on and on, and the quality is high because there are students who study dance, voice and acting themselves.

Except that there were no celebrities, Xu Liang felt that it was similar to watching a party on some local channels.

He watched it with gusto.

"Mr. Xu."

He turned around and saw Zhou Weiqing holding a wine glass.

After this former secretary stayed with him for a while, he was sent to Wuchang as the general manager of the New Dream Art Training Center there.

Not bad job.

"Mr. Xu, thank you for your cultivation. I would like to toast you."

Xu Liang stood up with a smile and a glass of wine.

It's said to be a wine glass, but it's actually a wine cup. When it's full, it can hold two coins of wine.

He specially prepared this for himself, otherwise there would be too many people asking him to toast tonight, and the big cup would not be able to bear it.

"If you work hard, I hope the number of students in Wuchang Center will exceed 800 next year."

"I will definitely work hard."

Patting him on the shoulder, Xu Liang handed over the cup and clinked it.

"I did it, you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, Zhou Weiqing raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

His cup is not like Xu Liang's, which is enough to hold one or two drinks.

Seeing him like this, Xu Liang, who had a small cup, also drank the whole cup.

Zhou Weiqing's toast was like turning on a switch, and an endless stream of new dream executives gathered around him. Not only him, but also male leaders such as Teng Huaming, Zhan Ru, and Rong Zhijie were surrounded.

Female leaders such as Li Yan and An Hanru also toasted, but they all drank Sprite.

Xu Liang gave special approval in order to avoid causing any bad things.

After drinking glass after glass of wine, even though Xu Liang's physique was astonishing after his rebirth and his recovery power was several times that of ordinary people, he still couldn't bear it after one or two kilograms of 52-proof liquor.

Sitting on the chair, my head felt slightly dizzy.

"Stop drinking, you've already drunk too much." Qiao Yuhui advised from the side.

"Don't worry, I know it well. Besides, today is special. Everyone is so happy. It's rare to be arrogant." Xu Liang said with a smile.

Although he usually only drinks some red wine and does not touch alcohol in most cases, his physical condition is amazing. After drinking so much, he is only dizzy and has no intention of vomiting, nor does he drink alcohol.

"Just do it yourself." Qiao Yuhui said angrily.

Xu Liang smiled and sat on his seat to rest.

"To save Li Lang from his home,

Who would have expected that he would be number one on the imperial list?

The number one scholar wears a red robe.

The palace flowers in the hat are so good, so fresh... "

The sudden opera, which was different from the previous songs, sketches and dances, instantly attracted Xu Liang's attention.

That crisp and clean voice was like a clear spring flowing through Xu Liang's heart, making his dizzy mind seem to become much clearer.

Subconsciously look towards the stage.

A figure wearing a long white waist skirt came into view.

With long black shawl hair, jade-white skin, and almost perfect facial features, she is so beautiful that you are intoxicated.

What's even more rare is that the other person has a natural coldness about him, like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world, which makes people look at him and give him a feeling that he can only watch from a distance but not play with him.

Looking at the figure standing there quietly under the light.

Xu Liang suddenly thought of Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu".

Its shape is as graceful as a startling giant, and graceful as a wandering dragon.

The autumn chrysanthemums are shining brightly, and the spring pines are blooming brightly.

It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and the fluttering snow is like the flowing wind.

Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising as the morning glow; looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as a flower rising from Lubo...

After singing the song "Female Consort", there was a brief silence in the whole room.

All the mingling sounds gave way to the opera just now.

For a moment, Xu Liang seemed to feel the intoxication and regret of everyone.

I am intoxicated by the graceful singing voice of the beautiful lady, and the lingering sound lingers; I regret why the time is so short, it would be great if I could keep listening.

"Thank you to Mo Manniang, a classmate of the Academy of Fine Arts, for singing the excerpt from "Huangmei Opera". It was very exciting..."

Listening to the host's words, Xu Liang secretly remembered them in his heart.

"Mo Manniang, Class 1, Academy of Fine Arts, when did Class 1, Academy of Fine Arts, have such a stunning beauty? Why didn't I know?"

Before he could finish his thoughts, he was interrupted by a voice next to him.

"Everyone has gone down, why are you still reluctant to leave?"

Turning to look at Qiao Yuhui, Xu Liang smiled and said, "Do you smell anything?"

Qiao Yu would be a little confused.

He was suddenly led astray.

"What does it smell like?"

She had a slight mysophobia and sniffed it. Apart from the smell of wine, food and smoking, there was no strange smell.

"I smell a lot of vinegar."

Qiao Yuhui understood instantly and gave him a big roll of his eyes.

"You are so beautiful."

After saying that, he no longer dwelled on what had just happened.

Time passed little by little.

The annual meeting is quickly coming to an end.

"Next is the last program of today's annual meeting - song solo." said the hostess.

After the male host agreed, he said in a high-pitched voice: "Let us invite the founder of New Dream, our beloved Principal Xu, to the stage with warm applause."

Xu Liang drank some tea, and his dizzy mind improved a lot.

Amid warm applause and the attention of nearly two thousand people, Xu Liang, wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and black-rimmed glasses, stepped onto the stage.

"Wow, he's so tall and handsome."

"I thought our principal was an old man, but I didn't expect him to be so tall, so handsome, and so young."

exclaimed some of the new students to the school.

Mo Maniang was also a little surprised.

She only entered New Dream School in November. Although she had heard many legends about the New Dream Principal, this was the first time she saw him.

Take the microphone handed over by the host.

"Good evening, colleagues and classmates."

Another round of applause.

“When we first started preparing for the annual meeting, I originally didn’t want to participate. After all, compared to the other students who majored in vocal music, my voice was really incompetent.

Later, Mr. Teng said, in fact, you don’t have to worry too much. Everyone knows that you can’t sing well, so they don’t have high expectations for you. You just need to practice a little in the middle and sing a little better, and everyone will be satisfied.

I patted my thigh and realized that Mr. Teng was right. "

There was laughter from the audience.

"So, here I stand today."

‘Wow’, a roar of applause sounded.

While everyone was applauding, a staff member brought over a guitar, a high chair, and a microphone pole.

After he was reborn, Xu Liangneng could remember four or five songs word for word, which were used as the finale when he usually went to KTV with his friends.

The more I sing, the better it sounds, at least it’s not too unpleasant.

Strummed the guitar.

The sound is all adjusted.

With a flick of the guitar, the memory seems to instantly return to the days when I was in college in my previous life, when I practiced guitar hard in order to chase the girl I admired.

Scenes from the past emerged one after another, and the mood became complicated.

"A man lives in this city,

I'm exhausted just trying to fill my stomach,

What else is there to talk about ideals?

That is our dream…. "

Zhao Lei's "Ideal" was one of his favorite songs in his previous life.

The song, which is not high-pitched, sings about the current situation of countless people at the bottom with no money and no background, carrying dreams and struggling to survive in big cities where materialism is rampant, but they are repeatedly beaten to death.

"How old are you ideally this year?

You always seduce your young friends,

You always thank me and give me surprises,

Let me sink into a life of disappointment again... "

Xu Liang's singing skills are average, but his singing voice is mixed with his emotions of struggling in society and finally succeeding in his previous life.

Just like Li Zongsheng, his singing skills are not the best, but his emotions are indeed the most abundant.

Just open your mouth and you will be immersed in it.

"Is this really my brother?"

Xu Meng couldn't help but said.

Although she is still young, she can still hear the emotion conveyed in her singing.

It's like a man in his forties or fifties who has gone through many vicissitudes of life is talking about his life.

Qiao Yuhui looked at the man on the stage who was immersed in singing with a complicated expression.

Outsiders can only see that he has founded two large companies at a young age and is worth hundreds of millions. How can they imagine how much hard work he has put in behind the scenes? !