The eldest of the Yan family in the Siheyuan

Yang Huajian immediately went to turn on the lights in the hall, and then jumped onto the podium:

"Brothers and sisters, everyone look behind and see who is coming!"

Hearing Yang Huajian's voice, everyone stopped dancing, especially Su Meng and Cheng Jianjun, who had the most brilliant expressions...

"What about you, Han Chunming, do you think everyone can't see you if you hide?"

"I didn't see Secretary Yang still here, come here quickly."

Han Chunming was wearing a black coat, which was a little dirty, with a red vest inside, which seemed out of place with those neat white shirts.

"Hiding? Who is hiding from you, Yang Huajian, have you forgotten that on the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month in [-], you stole a chicken from the captain's house and lived a small year for yourself secretly!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Yang Huajian also laughed: "Brothers and sisters, Han Chunming was late for more than 30 minutes at our educated youth gathering today, should we treat him well?"

"Also, this kid is reluctant to change his clothes when he comes here. He is clearly disrespectful to the big guy! We must punish him."

The relationship between Yang Huajian and Han Chunming is very strong, they can make all kinds of jokes, and no one will take it seriously.

"If you want me to say, I will punish you with three glasses of wine first, and then let him dance for us. Let's forget about it. Can you guys agree?"

In the audience, Mao Tutu didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement. He stood up and started booing. The main reason was that Han Chunming was so popular, he could take jokes, and he knew a lot of people when he jumped in line.

"It's okay to drink fines, but it's okay to dance. I haven't learned this stuff since I was a child..."

"That's not possible, how can you pass the test so easily, the big guy said, how to punish?"

Yang Huajian held onto Han Chunming relentlessly. If Han Chunming didn't look ugly tonight, no one would let him go.

"Punish him to sing a song..."

"Punish him to play the piano..."

"I think it's better to dance..."

At this time, Cheng Jianjun smiled and said:

"Don't embarrass Chunming, everyone. None of us know that Han Chunming has no artistic talent since he was a child. Let him perform, that is, the sun is coming out from the west. It is impossible..."

"You guys say, don't you?"

Cheng Jianjun is smart. He grew up in the same yard as Han Chunming. Of course he knows that Han Chunming can't sing a complete song, let alone play the piano.

Everyone also laughed. They were just watching the fun, so who would take it seriously...

Han Chunming remained motionless.

This kid Cheng Jianjun is going all out, the beauty is by his side, and Han Chunming will make a fool of himself no matter what he says today...

"As long as Han Chunming can play the piano today, or sing a complete song, and dance. I, Cheng Jianjun, will call Han Chunming when I go out in the future!"

Everyone booed after hearing Cheng Jianjun's words, clamoring for Han Chunming to choose one of the three programs to perform in order to destroy Cheng Jianjun's prestige.

"Chunming, don't ink it, hurry up and fix it for everyone! Or just sing a song!"

Han Chunming was secretly enjoying himself, this idiot finally couldn't control it.Yelling, okay, your grandpa, I will make you cry every day, in the morning, at noon, and even in your dreams at night!
"Ahem, since everyone wants to see my performance by Han Chunming, then I won't refuse, especially Jianjun. He calls his buddies a master. If I refuse, I'll be embarrassed!"

"Although my buddies can't compare to Su Meng's golden voice, even if I make a fool of myself today, I still want Cheng Jianjun to call me Lord!"

Cheng Jianjun looked at Su Meng, feeling very proud, thinking that with your singing level, don't sing like you are reading...

"Chunming, let me say it first, you must at least sing the melody correctly, otherwise, I won't admit it!"

Cheng Jianjun added another sentence before he was relieved, now he can quietly appreciate Han Chunming's embarrassment...

"Cheng Jianjun, what are you doing? You know that Chunming can't sing at all, so why do you think of ways to make him sing?"

Su Meng's tone was a little reproachful, and she couldn't understand Cheng Jianjun's current appearance, they all lived in the same courtyard, why did he do this?Although she was also angry that Han Chunming was out of tune, walking around the streets all day dealing with junk.

And the most irritating thing is that Han Chunming didn't think it was a shameful thing to collect trash, but instead gave himself a lot of too high-sounding reasons.

Children like her who grew up in the city, who would do a job like collecting waste...

Su Meng may not have noticed that Han Chunming came in with Cai Xiaoli, otherwise, she might not have spoken for Han Chunming in this way.

Cheng Jianjun just smiled, there will be a good show later...

The gap was created by comparison. When Han Chunming finished his embarrassment, he was going to perform a piano piece. Su Meng would definitely look at him with admiration.

"Chunming, do you need someone to accompany you?"

Yang Jianhua called to Han Chunming to stop, he also knew Han Chunming's singing level, that is, if he heard it well, he had to be Su Meng if he really wanted to sing...

However, no one expects how good Han Chunming can sing, the main thing is to join in the fun, and Xiaoxiao will pass by then.

"My buddy doesn't need that, so sing a cappella and give it to Secretary Yang, and to all our buddies and sisters who are going to the countryside. I hope everyone can have a happy life every day."

Han Chunming bowed deeply, neither humble nor overbearing, this action alone won everyone's applause.

Cheng Jianjun's face became gloomy, and he became inexplicably panicked...

"Look at Ren Chunming. It's just different. Even Secretary Yang is smiling so happily. Cheng Jianjun, you have to learn from Chunming."

The corner of Cheng Jianjun's mouth twitched. What was going on in Su Meng's head? On the one hand, she didn't talk to Han Chunming, but on the other hand, she praised Han Chunming vigorously in front of him.

This woman's heart is like a needle under the sea, making people unpredictable...

"I heard this song by accident, and I don't know the name of the song, but the melody is quite nice. I'll sing it for everyone today. If you don't sing it well, please applaud it. Just treat it as a song for me. Han Chunming lost face!"

Yang Huajian and Mao Tutu took the lead in applauding, and Cai Xiaoli, who was sitting in the back, also applauded desperately. It was also the first time for her to hear Han Chunming sing. No matter whether it sounds good or not, she likes it...

Han Chunming suddenly stopped smiling, and became serious, as if he was a different person...

He took two steps forward with both feet, approached the microphone to test the sound, and the familiar song came out of his head...

Time may make people age...maybe make friendship fade away...but some classics are indelible.

Han Chunming glanced at Su Meng, at Cheng Jianjun, at Cai Xiaoli, at Secretary Yang, Yang Huajian, Mao Tutu, and all the students who knew about going to the countryside...

In my head, memories of courtyard houses, memories of being an educated youth in the countryside, walking through the streets and alleys under the Zhengyang Gate from childhood to adulthood...

Facing the morning sun and watching the national flag rise under Tiananmen Square...

Accompany Su Meng to row a boat in Beihai Park, sing and row the sculls together...

Han Chunming had mixed feelings in his heart, and a soft and deep voice came slowly...

"Looking back, the cloud blocked the way home..."

"Looking back, there are so many thorns..."

"There will be no more tonight, an old dream that is hard to let go..."

Han Chunming's voice was slightly hoarse. He closed his eyes and sang affectionately. In his head, the memories of the past were like a movie, skipping section by section.

This song is his favorite. I don't know how many times I sing it. Every time I sing it, I will have a new feeling. It's like Han Chunming is telling a story with his singing...

Su Meng's brain was absent for a moment...

Cheng Jianjun has already started cursing his mother in his heart...

The layman listens to the sound, the expert listens to the sound.

As soon as Han Chunming opened his mouth, the hall was completely quiet. Although there was no accompaniment, Han Chunming's voice seemed to be able to penetrate everyone's heart and hit the soft underbelly of the heart...

Yang Huajian and Mao Tutu were just about to eat, when they heard Han Chunming's voice, they immediately put down their chopsticks. This kid is hiding very well...

Yang Huajian's face was full of excitement. It seemed that there was a good show tonight. Cheng Jianjun's face was probably ashen. Who would have expected that Han Chunming would hold back such a big move...

Secretary Yang on the side also smiled cheerfully. Although everyone has never heard of Chunming's song, it is really good...

"Tonight, there will be no more difficult old dreams..."

"The dream I once had with you, who will I tell it to in the future..."

"Looking back, my back is gone... Looking back, my tears are hazy..."

"Leave your blessings, warm me in the cold night... No matter how much pain and confusion I have to face tomorrow..."

If the few words he spoke were just shocking and inconceivable to Han Chunming, then everyone is amazed and amazed now, this song is amazing!
Some people cried when they listened to it, and some people felt relieved while singing it.

On the round table on the left, Su Meng's eyes turned red at some point...

Not everyone will appear in the rest of your life, some people teach you to grow, and some people are destined to be missed.

Not everyone will meet for the rest of your life...

Su Meng couldn't control her emotions, sobbing softly on the table alone...

Love in this era has nothing to do with houses, cars, or tickets. If you see each other well and hold hands, it will last a lifetime.

Han Chunming, the person she used to like the most, is really going to miss...

But why did it end like this?He sang this song to tell himself that it was impossible?
Cheng Jianjun really couldn't describe his mood at this time.

There is shame, wonder, and resentment, all kinds of emotions intermingled.

Han Chunming!Why Han Chunming!When did he sing so well?

At this moment, if he wants to say that Han Chunming's singing is ugly, most people probably won't agree. Everyone can tell that Han Chunming's singing is really good...

Cheng Jianjun's fists were tightly clenched, and he already felt a lot of mocking eyes staring at him...

Who told him to speak harshly just now, it's okay now, he was slapped in the face...

"I used to ask repeatedly in Youyou...and then I realized that it is true to be calm and calm..."

"Looking back, it suddenly feels like a dream, looking back, my heart is still..."

"Only the endless long road is with me..."

Han Chunming slowly opened his eyes, and the remaining crystals in the corners of his eyes were not seen by others.

In the silent hall, only Han Chunming's singing was left.

"Brothers and sisters, did you forget to applaud?"

Han Chunming returned to his carefree look.

Before everyone could get out of the singing just now, it was Yang Huajian who was the first to wake up, stood up and took the lead in applauding.Then ran straight to the stage and yelled into the loudspeaker:
"Han Chunming, you are hiding deep enough! For so many years, none of us classmates knew that you used to sing so well. Damn it, look at your singing, which made many of our female classmates cry... ..."

Han Chunming smiled complacently, that Mo Yang was very sorry.

"Brothers and sisters here, this kid is holding back and hiding, and everyone is talking about whether Chunming should play another song."

Everyone in the audience booed...

"It's okay to sing another song, but someone said before I sang, as long as I can sing the song, he will call me Lord... Dude has a bad memory, I'm afraid I will forget it in a while, let me tell you." , did the song just now sound good?"

Han Chunming stared at Cheng Jianjun, this kid still wants to see his buddy make a fool of himself, he's still in the dark...

"Nice!"

"Nice!"

"Nice!"

Cai Xiaoli's applause could be heard from far away, and everyone's eyes fell on Cheng Jianjun.

Han Chunming put his hands in his pockets, as if watching a play.

Cheng Jianjun can't wait to find a mouse hole to get in, but now he is ashamed to throw him at home...

"Cheng Jianjun, hurry up! Everyone still wants to hear Chunming sing..."

"Yes, Cheng Jianjun, don't afford to lose..."

"Hurry up, Cheng Jianjun, don't waste everyone's time..."

Cheng Jianjun's heart skipped a beat, he got up and walked to the aisle, looking at Han Chunming with an ugly expression on his face.

Han Chunming, on the other hand, leaned sideways to listen attentively, turned his head, and waited for Cheng Jianjun to call him Grandpa...

However, Cheng Jianjun held back for a long time without yelling, but three words came out of his mouth - "You have guts!"

But Han Chunming waved his hand and spit out a word - "Get lost!"

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This night, Han Chunming sang a lot of songs, old songs and new songs, some of which were just humming, and some of which he didn't even know what he was singing.

He felt very at ease, it was rare for him to relax after being busy for such a long time.

A large part of these informed students and classmates will take the college entrance examination.People like Yang Huajian, Su Meng, and even Mao Tutu, who already had children, signed up.

It's rare for everyone to relax, and the main thing is that the villain Cheng Jianjun knows his way out.This time I stumbled in front of Han Chunming, I am afraid I will be honest for a long time...

As for Su Meng, the past is in the past, and Han Chunming will not be entangled.

He can't have a marathon love running across the century like in the TV series.

Besides, it's just a TV series. In real life, who can stand Su Meng's temperament...

(End of this chapter)