Chinese 2006 starts with the Beijing Film Academy Art Examination

As soon as I walked over with the guitar, there was a burst of applause and cheers, especially the girls, it was their turn.

"Yang Lingyue, we want a song."

A girl in the audience shouted.

"I'll wait for the song request later. Today I will sing a song I wrote for everyone."

Yang Lingyue responded in a clear voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an even louder applause than before, which attracted all the students in military training and the seniors passing by the playground.

Looking at Yang Lingyue who was calmly adjusting the tune, the instructor personally held the microphone and reached forward.

"Ahem"

Yang Lingyue cleared his throat.

"Once upon a time~.."

Damn it, I got nervous, my voice became hoarse, and the crowd burst into laughter.

"cut...."

Yang Lingyue ignored the boos and continued to play and sing:

"I first knew this world once upon a time

Lingering in all kinds of ways

Looking at the horizon seems to be in front of my eyes

I am willing to go through fire and water to walk it again

Walking through this world now

Lingering in all kinds of ways

Over the years, different faces

Unprepared to break into your smile

I once had a hard time extricating myself from the size of the world.”

The onlookers went from laughter, noise, to exclamation, to silence.

The only sound left in Nortel's small playground was Yang Lingyue's playing and singing.

"I also indulge in it and talk in my sleep.

No truth or falsehood, no struggle, no fear of jokes

I once turned my youth into her

I also had summer popping up at my fingertips

Just let it go as your heart moves you

Walk against the light and let the wind and rain blow.”

It's "The Wind Rises".

"Snap, snap, snap, snap."

"Awesome!"

"Do it again, do it again."

"Yang Lingyue, do it again."

Among the military training crowd, Du Xiaoyu looked at Yang Lingyue blankly.

Outside the playground fence, Teng Congcong, a sophomore in the directing department, pulled his classmates and kept talking excitedly.

There are also a number of girls from the undergraduate acting class.

"Mimi, have you heard this song?" Yuan Shanshan asked.

"No, it's probably a new song. Let's go back and search for it. Let's go, we still have to go to class." Yang Mi said.

"Nice figure." Jiao Junyan commented looking at Yang Lingyue's back.

"Well, the legs are quite long." Yuan Shanshan agreed.

Several girls discussed and walked away.

"Stop coming, you are treating me differently."

Facing the crowd's siege, Yang Lingyue shouted into the microphone.

"You didn't sing the whole verse part, try it again." A boy in the dubbing class shouted.

"Okay, okay, okay, let's play it one last time. The song is called "The Wind Rises" and it hasn't been registered yet. When the lawsuit comes, you all have to testify for me."

Yang Lingyue made a concession.

Ever since, everyone present knew that this song was written and composed by Yang Lingyue himself, including the girls in the performance class who had not left yet.

"That's awesome!" Jiao Junyan said.

"Record it, record it." Yang Mi said as he took out his mobile phone.

"You're going to be late." Zhang Xiaofei said helplessly.

"It's okay, Teacher Wang is easy to talk to." Yang Mi waved his hand and said.

"Junior, turn around!" At this time, Jiao Junyan shouted with his hands in front of his mouth.

Yang Lingyue heard it, but didn't move because the prelude had already begun.

"Stop and go along the way

Follow the traces of youth drifting

The moment before stepping out of the station

A little hesitant

I can't help but laugh at this cowardice of being close to home.

Still unavoidable

And the wilderness sky

Still so warm

The wind blew once upon a time

......."

Yang Lingyue sang again, becoming more proficient and emotional, and some memories from his past and present lives began to overlap.

And Yang Lingyue unexpectedly discovered that he really liked the feeling of being followed by everyone's eyes. Yes, I am just a common person. I want to be successful and famous, but of course I also want to play in the world.

Yang Lingyue couldn't figure out whether the new points in memory shaped a person's character, or whether a person's character deconstructed the meaning of memory.

whatever

That night, the video of Yang Lingyue playing and singing for the second time was uploaded to the video website.

Immediately afterwards, it was uploaded to Nortel’s Tieba.

As expected, it was the students from the photography department who made Yang Lingyue look handsome.

On the playground of the university campus, there is a scene of camouflage uniforms. In the middle of the picture, a young man is immersed in the world of music, playing and singing to himself, and from time to time, he gives the onlookers a shot of being intoxicated.

In short, after this incident, Yang Lingyue became the most famous among the 2006 freshmen at Nortel.

The next day, more and more senior students came to watch the military training. From time to time, they pointed at Yang Lingyue, muttered, and laughed.

Walking on the street and in the canteen, people will recognize you.

Occasionally, some who are bolder will take the initiative to say hello, and Yang Lingyue is also very friendly and smiles.

Roommates and Yourong, there is no comparison. They promised to develop secretly, but I didn’t expect you to do this.

"Lingyue, a senior from the photography department asked me for your phone number."

After returning to the dormitory at noon, Wang Zizhao looked at the messages on his phone and said.

"I have them here too." Cai Chuyuan shook his phone.

"Me too." Liu Dingye, whose face was as dark as a third master.

"Well, forget about your mobile phone number. If you want to develop, you can give me your QQ number."

Yang Lingyue held his forehead and sighed.

"Is it your QQ that has not been online for ten thousand years?" Wang Zizhao complained.

"I've already given in." Yang Lingyue said angrily.

At this time, the sound of a text message rang, and it was from an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, Yang Lingyue, you write good songs and sing well, keep it up!"

Fortunately, there was nothing else, so I deleted it.

However, someone asked to meet Xiaoyuehe at the north gate after a while.

Block and delete.

The whole class knows what my mobile phone number is, which is inevitable.

"You guys can do whatever you want, someone has sold my mobile phone number, anyway, I won't reply to any of them."

Yang Lingyue said helplessly, and then muted his phone.

"Damn, open our school forum and look at the first post." Wang Zizhao said to the computer.

Yang Lingyue opened the computer and clicked in. The first two posts were about him.

The top one is: "Directing Department Freshman Original Guitar Singing"

The number of likes is 215, and the number of comments is 55.

There are a few sentences of introduction, then photos, and finally a link.

"Directing Department V587!"

"I want all the information of this junior, right now!"

"You like to show off, why did you apply for the Directing Department?"

"Graduated seniors congratulate the junior for getting the priority to choose a spouse!"

"Come on, girls prefer to ride in the luxury cars at the school gate!"

Then he was besieged.

"Is no one paying attention to the song itself? It's so nice, and the lyrics are great!"

There are more comments asking for contact information.

The second post said something that Yang Lingyue didn't know.

A screenshot of the 2006 college entrance examination full-score essays published on the Shanxi Provincial Education Network, one of which is Yang Lingyue's "The Existence of Subjectivity in the Objective".

Of course, there is other information about Yang Lingyue, such as: first in the art exam, 594 in the college entrance examination, and first among all freshmen in this year.

The whole article expresses one meaning: Really a top student!