Chapter 149 Farewell to the 70s
The time soon came to 12 o'clock midnight.
When the hour bell rang in the auditorium, everyone cheered.
"Goodbye! Seventies!"
"Welcome, the eighties!"
Whether classmates or teachers, everyone was extremely excited at this moment. The 1980s, which were full of beautiful hope, had finally arrived, and everyone had incomparable longings and dreams in their hearts.
There were bursts of banging sounds outside, and everyone couldn't wait to rush out of the auditorium. At this time, countless fireworks were set off in the open space in front of the auditorium. The fireworks flew into the air and exploded. The brilliant colors made the entire sky as beautiful as a painting.
"Hello, eighties!"
Lin Yan and her classmates opened their arms and shouted loudly to the sky, welcoming the arrival of the new era in this way. Song Yuanchao beside her did the same, laughing happily and shouting loudly, and the scene became a boiling ocean.
When the cheerful dance music started, no one went back to the auditorium. Instead, they started dancing in a group on the grass. One by one, they lined up in a long line. You held my hand, I held yours, and we swayed our heads and raised our hands and walked to the music. No matter whether they were men or women, young or old, even the white-haired old professors were among them.
At this time, no one cared about dancing gracefully or status. Everyone was laughing and singing, indulging their emotions in every way they could think of, and throwing themselves into this carnival...
The party ended successfully, leaving everyone with an unforgettable good time. When the party was announced to be over, the cheers that resounded through the sky rang out again, but at the same time, everyone felt very emotional. The 1970s had passed, and the 1980s had quietly arrived. Time passed so quickly!
"Why do you suddenly want to sing that song?" Lin Yan suddenly asked on the way to send Lin Yan back to the dormitory.
"Don't you like it?" Song Yuanchao asked with a smile.
"Hate it, you know I didn't mean that, it's just a little sudden..." Lin Yan's face was slightly red but full of happiness. She leaned gently on Song Yuanchao's shoulder, feeling the warmth and happiness brought to her by the big boy beside her.
"I have wanted to sing this song to you for a long time, but I never found a suitable opportunity, so I gave you a surprise today. How about it? Do you like it?" Song Yuanchao said softly, his eyes so bright and affectionate in the dark night.
Lin Yan nodded heavily. She heard Song Yuanchao's sincere feelings for her in the song. How could she not like this song?
"Do you think we can grow old together and spend our lives together like the song says?"
"Of course, I will." Holding Lin Yan's hand, Song Yuanchao said in an unquestionable tone: "To be with you for the rest of my life is my greatest wish. I believe that when we are old and can no longer walk, we will still support each other like we do now. I have you in my heart and you have me in your heart. This is my greatest wish in this life. Even at the end of our lives, we will still be together and never be separated!"
"Aiding Korea... I suddenly feel very happy, thank you."
"Silly girl, I should be the one saying thank you." Song Yuanchao said with a smile. Looking at the pair of burning eyes in the dark night, he couldn't help but open his arms and hug Lin Yan.
Although it was not the first time the two hugged each other, it was the first time they did so in public.
Due to the times, people nowadays are very reserved and rarely do such things in public, but at this moment, neither Song Yuanchao nor Lin Yan cared about that.
Feeling each other's warmth, two hot hearts beat in their chests, and at the same time merged together. After a long time, they reluctantly separated. After separation, they both looked around nervously, as if they were worried that someone would see their actions. When their eyes met again, they burst out laughing at the same time.
When they arrived near the girls' dormitory, Song Yuanchao was reluctant to let Lin Yan go back, but he also knew that it was time to say goodbye. However, both Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan knew that farewell was short-lived and reunion was eternal. As long as the two loved each other, a short separation would not matter.
"It's getting late. You still have classes tomorrow. Go up early. We'll see you tomorrow ."
"Well, see you tomorrow. Remember to go to bed early." Lin Yan looked up at Song Yuanchao reluctantly. She tilted her head and thought for a while, then said to Song Yuanchao, "Lower your head. I have something to tell you."
Song Yuanchao lowered his head slightly in confusion. When he was about to ask Lin Yan what she wanted to say to him, Lin Yan suddenly stood on tiptoe and moved forward. Song Yuanchao suddenly felt his lips slightly warm. When he reacted, he knew what had happened.
"Thank you for the song today, I like it very much. I'm leaving now!" Lin Yan, who had suddenly attacked Song Yuanchao, blushed like an apple. She turned around and ran towards the dormitory with her long hair shaking. After running a few steps, she stopped, looked back at Song Yuanchao, smiled and walked into the dormitory building.
He licked his lips subconsciously, as if Lin Yan's scent was still lingering on them. He raised his hand and touched it. Song Yuanchao smiled very happily, almost laughing like a child.
When Song Yuanchao returned to dormitory 302, he was greeted with warm cheers as soon as he entered the door.
Sun Yaoliang, Zhang Jian, and Lu Jun deliberately tore old newspapers into pieces of paper. When Song Yuanchao just pushed the door and stepped into the dormitory, the pieces of paper fell from the sky like ribbons.
"Third brother, you are awesome!" Sun Yaoliang said with great admiration. Zhang Jian and Lu Jun said the same thing, welcoming the triumphant return of the "great singer" with admiration and enthusiasm.
Even Lu Hairong, who is usually shy and doesn't like to talk much, looked extremely admiring towards Song Yuanchao today, and laughed beside him.
"Third brother, you actually have such a talent. You really made a splash today!" Pan Xiangdong put his hand on Song Yuanchao's shoulder enthusiastically. Song Yuanchao was the most dazzling radiant person at the party today, overshadowing everyone else.
This is the pride of the Economics Department of Class 1979, and even more so the pride of their Dormitory 302.
As classmates and roommates, everyone was proud of this and even more curious about how Song Yuanchao wrote this song.
"Actually, this song was not written by me." In response to everyone's questions, Song Yuanchao answered with a smile.
Seeing that everyone was a little unconvinced, Song Yuanchao explained: "This song is actually a work by the Irish poet Yeats. It is a poem he wrote for his lover Gunny. The content of the poem is roughly like this..."
Song Yuanchao recited the original text of the poem, then said with a smile: "I just adapted the original poem, so the real author of this song is not me."
"So that's how it is..." Everyone suddenly realized it, but even so it was still remarkable. After all, not everyone can adapt a poem, and Song Yuanchao adapted it so well, so beautifully and so touchingly.
Everyone talked excitedly for a while, and Song Yuanchao realized that Cheng Mengshan was not there. After asking about the situation, he learned that although the party was over, Cheng Mengshan, as a student leader, had to stay to help clean up the venue, so he would be back later.
"Didn't you say you watched him drink? How could this be?" On the other side of the auditorium, Zhao Minglei's distorted face looked so hideous in the dark. He and the student union cadre who had drugged Song Yuanchao were in a corner outside the auditorium. Zhao Minglei could not accept this result no matter what.
After planning carefully for so many days, he finally found the most suitable time, but the result was completely different from what he had imagined. Zhao Minglei was almost going crazy.
The student union cadre felt very aggrieved at this time, because he clearly saw Song Yuanchao drink the whole cup of tea, and he also witnessed Song Yuanchao going to the toilet with diarrhea before. How could the result be like this?
Could it be that the medicine has expired? Has it lost its effect? But this shouldn't be the case!
"If you can't even do a small thing, what's the use of you!" Zhao Minglei continued to vent his anger at the other party. The other party listened dejectedly and did not dare to refute. At the same time, he was extremely dissatisfied with Zhao Minglei in his heart.
Originally, he felt that it was inappropriate to do so, but there was nothing he could do. Who made Zhao Minglei promise him? Although they were both student union cadres, his position in the student union was far different from Zhao Minglei's. Zhao Minglei was a committee member, and he was just an ordinary cadre. In addition, Zhao Minglei had a different background, which many people in the student union knew. For the sake of his own future, he had no choice but to do as Zhao Minglei wanted.
"Idiot!" Zhao Minglei ended his scolding with this term. Looking at the other party who lowered his head and said nothing, Zhao Minglei suddenly didn't want to continue scolding him. He waved his hand and signaled him to go. Seeing this, the student union cadre finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran away in shame with his tail between his legs.
After the other party left, Zhao Minglei was still furious, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it with a match, and took a few deep puffs. Only then did he feel much better.
After finishing a cigarette, Zhao Minglei threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out. Then he took a deep breath, suppressed the remaining anger, rubbed his cheeks vigorously, and immediately regained his gentle and elegant appearance in the eyes of outsiders.
When they returned to the auditorium, it had been almost cleaned. Zhao Minglei thanked the busy students with a cheerful face and said thank you for their hard work.
After walking around, Zhao Minglei's eyes fell on Cheng Mengshan who was moving chairs in the corner. After thinking for a while, he took the initiative to step forward and picked up two chairs and said with a smile: "Mengshan, I'll help you."
"Senior Zhao, you're here. It's okay, just leave it there, it will be over soon. There aren't many people, so it doesn't matter if I'm alone." Cheng Mengshan looked up and saw that it was Zhao Minglei and said with a smile.
"My seat is empty anyway, so why don't you come together?" Zhao Minglei took the initiative to help Cheng Mengshan clean up. Ten minutes later, they had finished cleaning up the remaining chairs. Zhao Minglei smiled and handed Cheng Mengshan a cigarette.
