funbook-pk Chapter 85 Youth Ends, Graduation Cannot Hide the Sorrow of Parting
Chapter 85 Youth Ends, Graduation Cannot Hide the Sorrow of Parting
Chapter 85 Youth Ends, Graduation Cannot Hide the Sorrow of Parting
The sunlight was blindingly white, and the concrete road surface emitted distorted waves of heat.
Lin Hanjiang walked out of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China building, clutching the Peony Card in his hand.
He just checked his balance at the counter.
Several recent income transactions.
The recording fee for several CCTV programs totaled 1300 yuan.
The General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe received a special bonus of 1000 yuan for their performance at the Great Hall of the People.
The next sum of money stirred something within him.
1000 yuan.
In an era when the basic salary of an ordinary member of a performing arts troupe was only 120 yuan, plus a subsidy of 10 yuan for each performance, the monthly income was only around 200 yuan.
This is undoubtedly a very generous and special reward.
This was clearly due to the approval and support of Professor Li Shuangjiang.
Teacher Jin simply mentioned casually, "The General Political Department gave you a bonus; go check it out."
But Lin Hanjiang was well aware of the extent of this.
He thought of his senior sister Zhang Ye, wondering what reward the troupe had given her, but he guessed it wouldn't be bad.
"Another 2300."
"Lin Hanjiang muttered to himself, squinting in the scorching sunlight.
At this moment, the amount of money in his bank account exceeded 20000 yuan for the first time.
This number was once out of reach.
In Beijing in 1992, 20000 yuan was enough for an ordinary family to live a fairly comfortable life.
A bizarre thought suddenly flashed through his mind: "If it weren't for that 40 yuan debt, that much money would be enough to splurge at a nightclub, right? Order a dozen girls and have them sing 'Nothing to My Name' naked?"
The thought came so suddenly that it startled him for a moment. Then he tugged at the corner of his mouth and gave a bitter smile.
"What are you thinking about?"
He shook his head, suppressing that empty restlessness deep within his heart.
Reality is cold and hard, allowing no room for any frivolous fantasies.
Fame, praise, and bonuses are all castles in the air, beneath which lies an abyss of debt.
What he needs to do now is to ride the wave of the lingering popularity of the CCTV Young Singers Competition and further solidify the name Lin Hanjiang with the label of a young singer-songwriter.
Reputation is an intangible asset; its value will be closely related to future cassette tape releases, commercial performances, and even record deals.
"Heading south, almost there."
He glanced at his Seagull watch; the time indicated two in the afternoon.
Even without a cell phone at the end of the year, you still need to buy a watch.
I spent 138 yuan at the mall.
This is enough for telling time. I'll buy a better watch when I'm more successful in the future.
My schedule is packed today.
The afternoon was for graduation photos, and the evening was for the final crucial rehearsal before the graduation party.
Tomorrow night is the official graduation party.
After that, he also agreed to record "Echoes of Golden Melodies" for Zhou Tao on Beijing TV.
Once all this is over, he can pack his bags and head south to Guangzhou to compete in the Guangdong New Song Chart competition.
To make a good start for his pop music career.
Time flies so fast it's almost unbelievable.
Reborn, from the semi-finals of the Young Singers Competition to now, a month before graduation, it feels like all the highlights and pressures I never experienced in my previous life have been condensed.
The glory is real, and so is the sense of urgency to survive in the cracks.
He started walking towards the school.
The music academy was filled with the unique atmosphere of graduation season in the afternoon.
It was a mixture of sadness, excitement, and chaos.
Students in their graduation gowns gathered in twos and threes in front of the iconic teaching building, outside the music rooms, and on the lawn, searching for the best spots to take photos, their laughter and farewells echoing throughout.
Lin Hanjiang also wore a slightly oversized graduation gown and, together with his classmates, captured a moment of youthful exuberance in front of the camera.
The flash went off, and the smile was captured in an instant.
Teacher Jin Tielin also came and took a group photo with his students, a rare gentle smile appearing on his usually serious face.
Standing beside his teacher, Lin Hanjiang could feel the teacher's earnest expectations and clearly remember the wrong path he had chosen.
He smiled calmly, but deep down he knew that Teacher Jin would no longer be proud of his folk songs.
These classmates may never see each other again, or they may meet again.
Parting is a common occurrence; the moment we part ways with our friends, we will each go our separate ways to different places.
Lin Hanjiang couldn't help but sigh at this grand farewell to youth.
The story begins in late summer, as the sun rises and we dream about the future.
At the end of the story, it is the height of summer, the sun is setting, and we reminisce about our youth.
Finally, at the end of my university years, my student days came to a close.
You might think this is just a summer vacation where everyone just goes and comes back, but it's not.
After we finished packing our things when we first met, let's take a walk around the school.
After we've finished packing our things for the farewell, let's take a stroll around the school.
I can't help but sigh, time really flies.
Four years have passed in the blink of an eye. We came to school one by one, and we left one by one after graduation.
When the last person leaves the dormitory, the moment he closes the door, he is also closing off a period of time.
But after September, when this door is opened again, it becomes someone else's story.
Life is really strange; we always seem to want to start something new when we're almost at the end.
Mingming looked forward to college for three years of high school, but in college he reminisced about the bits and pieces of high school, and then spent his whole life recalling the wonderful college days.
Just as one cannot simultaneously possess youth and the feeling of youth, we can never predict the value of a particular moment until that moment becomes a memory.
After taking the photos, we rested for a while.
In the evening, he hurried to the concert hall where the graduation party would be held.
Tonight's rehearsal is crucial because it's the last day of rehearsals.
It also involves a special group of actors.
On the stage, more than twenty elementary school students of varying heights were lined up in neat rows, singing with great enthusiasm under the direction of a middle-aged female teacher wearing glasses and looking serious and focused.
They were dressed in matching outfits: the boy wore a white shirt and blue pants, while the girl wore a pink skirt and a white shirt.
Their little faces were full of expression, and their eyes were bright and sparkling.
It was Lin Hanjiang who contacted the elementary school choir for the new song for the graduation party.
There were 28 people in total, 14 boys and 14 girls, from a neighboring elementary school.
At this point, the singing came to an end.
The female teacher turned around, saw Lin Hanjiang, and immediately put on a warm smile, quickly walking over: "Teacher Lin, you've come!"
"Yes, Ms. Wu."
Ms. Wu had seen Lin Hanjiang on television before; she liked his performances of "The Story of Spring" and "Entering the New Era."
"Perfect timing for the last round. The kids are in great spirits today!"
This teacher, surnamed Wu, is a friend of Zhou Hua's relative; he is an ordinary music teacher.
Lin Hanjiang had mentioned to Zhou Hua that he wanted to include a children's choir segment at the graduation party to add atmosphere and depth.
Zhou Hua tried asking, but to his surprise, when Teacher Wu heard that Lin Hanjiang, a top student from the China Conservatory of Music, needed help, he was surprised.
They responded immediately and proactively, not only quickly selecting students but also taking the initiative to undertake the preliminary rehearsals.
Lin Hanjiang was deeply moved by this pure enthusiasm and support.
"Teacher Wu, thank you for your hard work, and thank you to the children as well."
Lin Hanjiang quickly stepped forward and said sincerely.
He glanced at the children who were curiously observing him and smiled.
"Judging from the sound, it's improved since last time, much more synchronized, and the emotion is more evident."
"The children are very serious. They know they are performing for the older students at the music academy and will be on a proper stage. They are all very enthusiastic."