Hu Yang still had a ticket to the party, and Nuonuo mentioned Tang Xuanyan. He thought that instead of giving it to the group of gangsters in the class, it would be better for her. Literary girls should like the literary party very much.

Tang Xuanyan didn't accept it.

"It's almost the end of the period, I'd better hurry up and study."

That's what she said.

There is still one month before the end of the term, and for a poor student like Poplar, it is not "fast".

He couldn't help asking her: "Are you still planning to switch to majors?"

"Yes, but not to go to the scholastic school, I want to switch to foreign languages."

Tang Xuanyan's tone was faint, and she could not hear any emotional ups and downs.

"Foreign Language? The Foreign School is in Campus 2..."

Hu Yang was surprised and transferred to the outer courtyard, which means that Tang Xuanyan will leave the main campus. Although she is still in Jiangda, she is studying at different campuses and is afraid that it will not be easy to meet in the future.

Tang Xuanyan on the other end of the phone chuckled softly and said seriously: "Don't get me wrong. I don't want to escape anything, but I prefer pure liberal arts than science. Moreover, if I have the chance, I want to study abroad."

It seems that Tang Xuanyan has really let go.

Hu Yang was happy for her, and Xu Yinuo couldn't help but sigh while being happy.

The ticket to the party finally fell into Wen Liang's hands.

Hu Yang thought he was unhappy to go, so he asked casually when he returned to the dormitory, but he didn't expect that he would say, "Okay."

"You're going?"

"Go, isn't there a program you arranged?"

Wen Liang looked calm and said, "Although I'm not interested in the party, I must see the program arranged by my roommate."

The next morning, a omnipresent radio rang out on campus.

"The state-owned Chengjun is located on the riverside. Today, a hundred years ago..."

"Damn! Is it not even possible for me to sleep in a school anniversary?"

Wen Liang turned over and pulled up the quilt to cover his head.

On May 21, the 100th anniversary of the founding of Jiangda University, starting from 7 a.m., a large number of people from all walks of life flocked to the campus. There were alumni who returned from all over the world, local residents who came together in groups, reporters from major newspapers and TV stations, and a team of worship from a friendly school holding small flags.

The ceremonial ceremony of the century-old school anniversary was held in the auditorium of the main campus of Jiangda University. Half of the participants were provincial and municipal leaders, and the remaining half were representatives of the people, from the principal, vice president, to the deans, department chairs of various departments, and well-known alumni invited to attend.

Ordinary students like Hupo Poplar can only learn what irrelevant nonsense the leaders said at the celebration through official websites, school newspapers and other channels.

Of course, there may not be any students who really pay attention to this matter. Young people love to be lively, and the evening school anniversary party is the focus of everyone's attention.

The party was held at 8 pm and people were released one after another at 7 pm.

There are 10,000 fixed audience seats in the comprehensive gymnasium of Jiangnan University. In order to hold this school anniversary party, the school also added thousands of seats around the stage. The closest to the stage are naturally the VIP seats. Several long tables are laid out with red cloth on it, and the names of leaders are placed on the red cloth.

There are more than 45,000 students in Jiangda, and less than one-tenth of them are lucky enough to get tickets, accounting for about one-third of the total audience.

The remaining two-thirds are mostly alumni from all over the country, as well as school faculty and staff.

Huyang, Xu Yinuo and Wen Liang got student tickets and were only worthy of sitting in the stands and watching from afar.

"Why should we separate it? Schools should not be such a snobbish place. I asked me to say that we should mix teachers, students and graduated seniors together and mess up sitting. Everyone watched the party while communicating their feelings..."

Wen Liang expressed strong dissatisfaction with the inability to appreciate the performance up close. If he was lucky enough to get a seat in the back seat, or if he had to sit in the back seat late, he had nothing to say, but he was stubbornly placing all the students in the stands, which in his opinion was very snobbish and unfair.

Xu Yinuo also said: "It's fine if others are doing so much for the school anniversary. You should always give you a ticket in the front row."

Hu Yang smiled and said, "I would rather not have one, just give me one. Just sit together. No matter whether it is front or back, it doesn't matter."

"What about me?"

Wen Liang regretted after asking. Asking this question is tantamount to causing humiliation.

Huyang immediately said, "You made up the numbers, isn't this obvious?"

In other words, he didn't want to waste an entry ticket, otherwise he wouldn't have brought Wen Liang's light bulb, which made him and Nuonuo feel embarrassed to be jealous of me.

The three of them lined up to enter the venue and sat in the stands.

The crowd gradually poured in, and from the stands, there were dark and crowded heads.

Then, the leaders entered the venue one after another and took a seat in the VIP seat.

The night is dark and the voices are noisy.

Suddenly, the lights were brilliant and exciting music sounded in the venue.

The 100th anniversary of the Jiangda School Celebration Art Gala began, and the voices suddenly weakened. Everyone looked at the LED screen behind the stage, and a short video of the Jiangda School Celebration Celebration was played on the screen.

Huyang had seen it a long time ago, although he did not participate in the actual production.

When the short film plays to the last frame, the live music seamlessly connects to the opening dance.

Dancers from various academies waved the flags of their respective departments and entered from both sides of the stage.

There was a rumbling drum sound!

A group of teachers and students wearing yellow short-sleeved white trousers and big red waist drums hanging around their waists rushed up from behind and under the stage and took over the stage.

The first program of the opening show came from the School of Economics and Management, with a total of 300 students from the School of Economics and Management and teachers and students.

A raging flame ignited in the LED screen, and the lights sprinkled a flaming red. The uniform rumbling drum sound echoed in everyone's ears, as if the entire venue was ignited.

The waist drum beats a cheerful and festive rhythm, and every sound seems to hit the hearts of the audience. After the opening dance, the venue immediately became hot.

"Dear Jiang University friends and my alumni, good evening everyone!"

"Good evening everyone!"

"Good evening!"

Eight dressed hosts from the Institutes of Media, Humanities, Foreign Languages, Economics and Management appeared on stage one after another, and were scheduled to be held in the center of the stage.

The eight hosts, half men and half women, include old alumni with beautiful temples and students who are still in school.

"Dear leaders—"

"Dear guests--"

"Dear teachers—"

"Dear classmates--"

"All friends from all walks of life who support and care about the growth of Jiangnan University--"

"All alumni from all over the country, and from all over the world, who come home to attend the school anniversary, everyone-"

The eight hosts said in unison: "Good evening!"

The audience suddenly heard warm cheers, applause and cheers.

"This good evening is a greeting for an unusual night. Because it is the night of the century-old birthday celebration of Jiangda alma mater that we love."

"Tonight is also a sleepless night. Because today we finally have the opportunity to use Lord Jiang's own enthusiasm and enthusiasm to kick off this century-old grand ceremony night. First of all, please allow us to introduce ourselves. I am Wang Huaian, who entered the school in 1994 and stayed at the school to teach at the School of Journalism and Communication after graduation. Hello everyone..."

The eight hosts introduced themselves in turn.

"...This evening's evening party was performed by teachers, students and alumni of Jiang University, 2013, and today's evening party will be co-hosted by eight Jiang University on the stage."

"A century-old Jiangda, following the footprints of history, we also trace it affectionately. The song "Jiangnan University, which was born in the 1930s, was composed by Mr. Ma Yifu and composed by Mr. Ying Shangneng."

"After more than seventy years, we still do not forget the theme of the Jiangda University Song..."

When the host introduced the school song, representatives of the school’s academicians, members of the school choir and the school string orchestra came on stage and took their place.

The school song is naturally one of the retention programs for the 100th anniversary party.

For this performance, the school even specially invited more than 20 academicians to lead the singing. This magnificent and profound school song has added a bit of historical weight to the singing of academicians with an average age of over 70 years old.

When the last note fell, a whizzing sound suddenly sounded, followed by a rumbling explosion. Colorful fireworks exploded over the venue, not only splendorizing the night sky, but also shrouding the entire campus in colorful light!

The scene suddenly screamed and exclaimed.

Xu Yinuo was also very excited and raised his phone to photograph the dazzling fireworks in the sky.

Huyang leaned over to see the scene she took. After watching for a while, his eyes gradually moved to her sweet smile. Fireworks exploded in the air, and light fell on her gentle side face, reflecting the changing colors.

Xu Yinuo said: "This seems to be the first time we have watched fireworks?"

"I didn't expect it to be at the school anniversary?"

"Yes, it feels very different from watching fireworks."

Hu Yang followed her words: "I feel so, but not because of the school anniversary, but because of you."

Xu Yinuo turned his head and faced his smiling gaze. She also pursed her lips and smiled, her smile was very sweet.

...

At the beginning of the party, Li Yan was jumping to the toilet with a cane.

What’s hateful is that the sound of live performances of the evening party was played simultaneously on the campus radio. Even if you hide in the compartment of the school hospital toilet, you can still clearly hear the majestic waist drums.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!Dong..."
To be continued...