Chapter 171 New Dream Annual Meeting
“All colleagues, teachers, and students here, good evening.”
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 warm.
“Today’s annual meeting is a small reward for everyone’s hard work for a year, and 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 exam in March this year and be admitted to your ideal 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, he was originally asked 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 complain about 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 Jiaer, the hosts of today's annual meeting."
"It is a great honor 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 their ideal university in the new year."
"Okay, let's watch the first program, Dance Class 1. The opening dance of the performance "New Year Dance"..."
"It seems that the students we have trained are pretty good, and their performance is very stable," 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.
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 for the lack of 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.
Well done.
"Mr. Xu, thank you for your initial cultivation, I would like to toast you."
Xu Liang stood up with a smile and held the wine glass.
It is said to be a wine glass, but it is actually a wine cup. When it is 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.
"Work hard. I hope that the number of students in Wuchang Center will exceed 800 next year."
"I will definitely work hard."
patted his 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, 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 middle- and high-level 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 anything bad happening.
After drinking a glass of wine, even though Xu Liang's physique was amazing after his rebirth and his recovery power was several times that of ordinary people, one or two pounds of 52-proof liquor would make him unbearable.
Sitting on the chair, my head was 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 drank some red wine and never drank alcohol in most cases, his physique was amazing. Even after drinking so much, he was just dizzy and had no intention of vomiting, nor did he drink alcohol.
"Just do it yourself." Qiao Yuhui said angrily.
Xu Liang smiled and sat on his seat to rest.
“In order 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 wonderful, so fresh... ”
The sudden opera, which was different from the previous songs, sketches and dances, instantly attracted Xu Liang’s attention.
The crisp and clean voice was like a clear spring flowing through In Xu Liang's heart, his dizzy mind seemed to be clearing up a lot.
He subconsciously looked 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 "Ode to the Goddess of Luo".
Its shape is as graceful as a startling giant, and graceful as a wandering dragon.
The autumn chrysanthemums are shining brightly, and the spring pine trees 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 from 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 it 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 the 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, “Did you smell anything?”
Qiao Yu would be a little confused.
He was suddenly led astray.
“What does it smell like?”
Having a slight mysophobia, she took a sniff and found that there was nothing strange except the smell of wine, food and smoking.
“I smell a strong smell of vinegar.”
Qiao Yuhui understood instantly and gave him a big eye roll.
"You are so beautiful."
After saying that, I didn't dwell on what just happened.
Time passed little by little.
The annual meeting is coming to an end soon.
"Next is the last program of today's annual meeting-song solo." said the female host.
The male host agreed and 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, his head was dizzy. It's gotten a lot better.
Amidst 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, handsome, and so young.”
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exclaimed some of the new students to the school.
Mo Manniang 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."
There was 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 your singing is terrible, so they won’t have high expectations for you. As long as you practice a little bit and sing better, everyone will be satisfied.
I slapped my thigh, Mr. Teng was right.”
There was a burst of laughter in the audience.
“So, today I stand here.”
‘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 being reborn, Xu Liangneng had four or five songs that he could remember word for word. They were all used as the finale when he went to KTV with his friends.
I’ve sung it a lot, not to mention how good it sounds, but at least it’s not too unpleasant.
Strummed the guitar.
The sound is all adjusted.
When you play it gently, the memory seems to instantly return to the days when you were in college in your last life, when you were practicing guitar hard in order to chase the girl you like.
Scenes from the past emerged one after another, and my mood became complicated.
“A person lives in this city,
We are exhausted just to fill our stomachs,
What ideal is there to talk about?
That is our dream... "
Zhao Lei's "Ideal" was one of his favorite songs in his previous life.
In the not high-pitched singing voice, he sang about countless people at the bottom who have no money and no background. , with a dream in mind, struggling to survive in a big city filled with materialistic desires, but repeatedly hit his head and blood.
"Ideal, how old are you this year?
You always seduce young friends,
You always thank me and surprise me,
make me sink again. In a life of disappointment..."
Xu Liang's singing skills are average, but his singing is mixed with his emotions of struggling in society in his previous life and finally succeeding.
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 ask.
Although she is still young, she can still hear the emotions 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? !
(End of this chapter)