After sitting down, Song Wenbin looked around. There were densely packed black heads, including students wearing bachelor's hats, as well as alumni who came from other places and elites from all walks of life.
Huo Yu was very considerate and helped him find a seat in the corner. No one noticed or recognized him, which made Song Wenbin feel very comfortable.
As a show host, he cannot keep up the show or live broadcast status forever. After get off work, even facing fans and colleagues is quite tiring.
Obviously Huo Yu didn't want to hold it. After she sat down, she curled up lazily. She picked up her phone and scrolled through Station D. She read the comments from time to time and smiled happily.
After everyone in the auditorium was seated, the girl in a dress and a handsome male host who had been seen in the lounge came onto the stage.
The girl said: "Dear leaders, dear guests, good afternoon everyone!"
The boy said: "The summer of July is affectionate and warm. The campus flowers are full of fragrance. With the spring tide and the charm of summer, let us gather together to celebrate this graduation ceremony..."
After the two hosts finished speaking, the audience burst into applause.
This was the first time for Song Wenbin to participate in such a formal occasion. He was looking intently at the center of the venue and applauding. At this time, Huo Yu suddenly pushed him and handed the phone to him.
Song Wenbin looked down and saw that their most recent account, Su Tina, had posted a cyber cosplay video, and there was a high praise comment below the video.
"It's vulgar. I wanted to scold her, but she's really too big."
Song Wenbin looked at the comments, and a group of people below were still posting, "Fuck her, Song Wenbin."
Floors painted neatly
Fuck him? Song Wenbin/Fuck Teacher Yan
After refreshing hundreds of floors, the acid water almost flowed out of the screen.
Seeing Huo Yu covering his mouth next to him, he was overjoyed. Song Wenbin couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth a few times, but he felt that the occasion was very formal, so he whispered in a low voice: "Isn't it bad to play with mobile phones now?"
Huo Yu listened closely and laughed softly: "How many years have you left school, and you still care about this?"
Song Wenbin thought so and stopped talking.
"...Let us use warm applause to welcome the president of China National University of China, the respected Mr. Cao Jiayi, to give us a graduation speech..."
Hearing what the host said, Song Wenbin started to applaud again, but Huo Yu, on the other hand, was not thinking about the ceremony at all. She didn't look at the podium and applauded half-heartedly. All her attention was on the mobile phone on her lap, looking at herself. Likes and followers.
After the host finished speaking, an energetic middle-aged man in his fifties wearing glasses and a brocade robe walked to the podium and said: "Hello, fellow students and guests!"
Everyone started applauding again, and Song Wenbin also applauded.
Just listen to the principal say: "In this colorful and enthusiastic summer, all the graduates here have completed their college studies. On behalf of all the teachers, I would like to express my heartfelt congratulations to all the graduates!
Four years ago, when you became a college student at National University for Nationalities, you may have thought of today. We are looking forward to the day of graduation. Here, we gain hope, and we are also a little melancholy.
In the past four years, everyone has been diligent and studious, and has acquired the knowledge and abilities they should have in professional knowledge and skills. During the four years, the students got along day and night, exchanged ideas and formed a deep friendship..."
Song Wenbin originally wanted to listen carefully, but the moment the principal spoke, Song Wenbin felt a wave of sleepiness rushing into his brain, as if he had been triggered into some kind of lethargy. The good guy originally thought that he had grown a lot after leaving school, but he didn't expect that he was still so pissy. Song Wenbin lamented in his heart.
Coupled with the peculiar aroma of Huo Yu, Song Wenbin couldn't help but tilt his head a little closer and began to take a nap.
After a while, he entered a state of half-asleep and half-awake, and everything around him became both real and illusory. He seemed to be sitting back in his flower room again, wrapped in the fragrance, listening to the impassioned voice of God in the distance. , Hong Zhongda Lu’s Taoist sound…
"A noble sense of responsibility..."
"Today, the times are undergoing profound changes unseen in a century..."
"The turmoil in the external environment has allowed us to see both crises and opportunities..."
"Under such profound changes...each of us...must make persistent efforts..."
“For the country… for the society… for the family… for the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation…
"Every one of our graduates should work hard..."
"A noble belief...a passion for serving the country..."
"The alma mater will... pay attention to your progress as always..."
"Grow into talents who are useful to society and family..."
…
Suddenly, someone pushed him. Song Wenbin fell from the psychedelic cloud, and he found that Huo Yu elbowed him again. She was clapping perfunctorily, and while touching the back of her hand, she said, "Sutina is about to get fucked."
Ah, Sutina is going to have sex?
Song Wenbin sat up in shock and began to applaud vigorously, stretching his neck to watch.
Sure enough, after the principal finished his speech, the host said briskly: "Next, let us welcome the outstanding representative of this year's graduates, a practitioner who has read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles. While completing her studies, she still never forgets to measure the world with her own steps, outstanding graduate——Su Tina!!"
Accompanied by the sound of talking, Sutina, wearing a bachelor's uniform, trotted all the way from the backstage to the front of the stage, waving to the people in the audience.
Suddenly, there was warm applause under the podium, mixed with screams.
"Susu! I love you!"
"Susu!!"
…
This scene was much more lively than when the principal was speaking.
Good guy. Song Wenbin came to his senses completely and thought that this was a rare pleasure. He had to film it. If anything happened to this guy, he would have to play it repeatedly and then publicly execute him.
Thinking like this, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and pointed it at Sutina. Obviously, Huo Yu thought the same, and many people present had similar thoughts. It was completely different from when the principal was speaking. They all took out their mobile phones and started filming.
Sutina didn't expect that there would be so many people pointing their phones at her, and she was confused for a moment.
She didn't react until the host reminded her in a low voice.
"Ahem," she tried the microphone with her voice.
The sound spread throughout the auditorium, and everyone looked at her attentively, expecting her to say something.
"Huhu."
As a result, she started blowing into the microphone again.
There's obviously nothing wrong with that microphone.
After blowing for more than a dozen times, she took a deep breath, looked at the microphone and prepared to speak.
But when the words came to her lips, she started looking for the manuscript again. After flipping through it a few times, she froze again. It turned out that she didn't have the manuscript with her. She looked at the microphone and fell into a daze, staring blankly ahead.
Ha ha ha ha!
Song Wenbin held up his mobile phone and laughed wildly in his heart.
Public execution! !
He could tell what was going on at a glance. This guy was probably too nervous and got stuck.
After being stunned for a while, Sutina finally spoke. She blushed and said, "Ahem, cough, cough, I...I...I'm a little nervous..."
When Huo Yu heard this, he couldn't hold back his nerves and burst into laughter.
There was also good-natured laughter in the venue.
It's okay not to smile. When she smiles, Sutina's face is like a traffic light, turning red and white for a while. She looks at the dark crowd. There are at least a thousand people in the auditorium, including many elites from all walks of life. They are looking at her at the same time. My mind goes blank.
"I...I'm not...not..."
She stammered: "Last month... last month, when I was notified that I was asked to deliver the graduation speech, it was really... so unexpected. Of course... everyone... as we all know, because of work, it was actually left to me to write the graduation speech. I really have very little time to write a manuscript... This... this week, I have been writing almost every night, but... but... but... I only found out after writing a dozen articles that what I had written , really mediocre..."
Song Wenbin frowned when he heard this.
What nonsense? ?
Although he had not heard many speeches, Sutina's speech... was somewhat beyond his expectation. In his opinion, the principal's previous speech was quite good... smooth and formal... but... this is nothing. thing?
Other people in the audience were also confused as to why this outstanding graduate representative was talking nonsense.
Sutina's family members looked at her and bit their fingers in worry, wondering if she could get over her nervousness.
Sutina also felt that what she was talking about was a bit incomprehensible, and she regretted it. When watching the show, she was tired of seeing the teacher's comfortable appearance in Seoul and India. She thought that it was a very simple thing to write off the script, but as soon as she came on stage, she Found out that was not the case at all. The content that had been memorized in advance seemed like it did not belong to her at all, and she could not remember it at all.
etc…
Hate the teacher?
Sutina suddenly had an idea and said loudly into the microphone: "But...I think everyone knows me because of the extraordinary journey. Everyone also knows that I have never been the one who speaks during the extraordinary journey, so …So…after careful consideration, I…I made a decision…At this important moment…I…I decided, at this important moment, I decided to invite my partner, the soul of the extraordinary journey, I... Teacher, come and help me with my graduation speech! "
Song Wenbin was sitting in the corner, his pupils trembling, and his cell phone fell to his lap.
Huo Yu on the side also looked shocked, opened his mouth, and stared blankly at the podium.
Sutina blushed and stepped away from the podium, saying, "Teacher Yan, are you here? Please come up and say something for me."
Cough cough cough cough....
Song Wenbin coughed violently, and he almost choked to death on his own saliva.
Huo Yu looked like he had seen a ghost, and turned to look at Song Wenbin: "You...do you know...?"
I know the devil! !
Song Wenbin roared in his heart.
He lay here, getting comfortable and planning to have some fun. Read the graduation speeches of colleagues, and gain some light and gain some knowledge along the way.
Unexpectedly, Sutina came up and gave him such a correction and asked him to go up and speak.
Is this what he is talking about?
He was completely unprepared!
And even if he is prepared, why should he say it? He is not some bullshit outstanding graduate.
But Sutina had already spoken, and everyone was whispering to each other, looking at each other, looking for traces of the legendary teacher Wei.
"What is she saying?"
"I don't know, what is Teacher Yan?"
"It seems to be one of her colleagues."
"Is her colleague also from this school?"
"No, it seems to be an anchor..."
Some older school teachers who had not seen Extraordinary Journey were already whispering, discussing the identity of Teacher Wei.
There were many deans from various departments among them, and some who were sitting close to the principal asked: "Principal Cao... look, what is going on..."
"Teacher Yan...is he the one named Song in the team?"
Principal Cao Jiayi asked.
"Yes." Ke Qingquan, a senior official of the Democratic Congress Party, said: "I heard someone from the municipal party committee mention that he has made great contributions to national archaeological research and is a very outstanding talent. He just settled in S City this year, but this The guy often goes abroad and I haven’t had time to contact him yet.”
"That's not bad." Cao Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Is he here?"
Ke Qingquan suddenly thought of something, turned to look at an old man sitting in the row of seats behind him, and asked: "Old District Chief Song, I heard that this young man seems to be from the same family as you, right?"
Seeing the secretary suddenly asking questions, Song Weimin looked confused. He had no idea what the secretary was talking about. He had been retired for several years. If it was for his son's future this time, he would not find connections to come to this university to attend the ceremony. But he had to answer the secretary's question, so he could only say vaguely: "In this way...I can't define it...after all, this kind of thing in my family...it's hard to define it..."
Ke Qingquan just asked and didn't think much about it. He turned around and continued to communicate with the principal about Qi Wei's deeds.
Following Sutina's sudden request, the venue was divided into two distinct groups. One group was composed of older people who had never watched the variety show. They were discussing in confusion, and the other group was young people who had watched the variety show. At this moment, some people had already stood up. In position, look around, trying to determine where the hater is.
However, the delay in seeing Yan show up made everyone sweat. After all... this is a very formal occasion.
Sutina's heart was in her throat on the stage, and she said in a trembling voice: "You don't need to talk a lot, just help me talk a little bit... I hate the teacher??"
Tell me a little bit?
What a hell...
Song Wenbin's face turned pale, wouldn't this cost him his life?
This feeling is like running to a wedding with great interest, but the groom suddenly said that I am not getting married. Good brother, please help me get married.
It was Huo Yu who pushed him and reminded him: "What are you still doing? Come on."
"You're crazy, I'm not prepared for anything!!" Song Wenbin roared in a very low voice.
"You were not prepared at all in Seoul and India."
Huo Yu whispered.
Can that be the same! ?
Song Wenbin almost went crazy.
"Hurry up, don't embarrass her." Huo Yu said seriously.
Her face is a face, but my face is not a face! ?
Song Wenbin had the desire to kill. He clenched his fists and stood up from the corner.
Sutina was looking around nervously. When she saw the figure standing up in the corner, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Look, our teacher Yan is here."
Seeing the familiar figure in the corner, the whole place was excited.
"Tired!!"
I don’t know who shouted first.
In an instant, all the cameras pointed at the podium were focused on him. College students who had seen the extraordinary journey suddenly burst into a flood of voices.
"Tired!!"
"Tired!!"
"Hijra!!"
"King of Hijra!!"
…
All kinds of abstract code-like calls are heard endlessly.
Yan was extremely annoyed, but he couldn't show it at all. He could only put on a stiff smile, go around the corner, squeeze into the aisle, walk with mechanical and heavy steps to where the school leaders were sitting, and pointed at the podium. His face looked troubled.
The school leaders are all good people. Seeing this situation, there is no reason why he should not be allowed to go up. Seeing that he actually came here to ask for instructions, Ke Qingquan showed a satisfied look, nodded repeatedly, and motioned for him to go up quickly.
Song Weimin, who was sitting in the back row, felt a thunderous shock. He never thought that the person the secretary mentioned as his family member, and that the guy who made the whole audience cheer before he even spoke, was actually his nephew.
Song Sheng, who was sitting next to him, looked like he had fallen into an ice cave in broad daylight. He felt that his outlook on life had been shattered and his whole body was cold.
Song Wenbin? ? ?
Isn’t this B a scumbag who didn’t even graduate from high school?
What is he here for? ?
Principal Cao Jiayi stood up and waved to the host. The host hurriedly came from behind and handed the microphone to him. Cao Jiayi personally handed the microphone to Song Wenbin. Song Wenbin quickly thanked him, put his hands together, and walked onto the podium under the guidance of the host.
When Su Tina saw the host leading Song Wenbin over, she felt relieved and felt light all over. She almost dragged him to the podium and whispered in her ear: "Thank God, I... forgot the words... so..."
Song Wenbin held the microphone, forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and roared in his heart.
Damn you! !
