This time when Chen Chengyan returned to the stock market, his total investment was similar to that of Fang Chang'an, while Chen Chengli had to make greater efforts, but he did not spend much time because the matter in his company was more important.

After being foresighted and a little luck, after buying Fang Chang'an, he soon saw two stocks stumble and start to rebound, but it was not very smooth.

For example, by the beginning of 2009, Apple fell below $3, which was equivalent to buying for a few months. Fortunately, it slowly rose and then fell back in March, which made the house Changan's mood rise and fall as he was reviewing.

There are students who take the college entrance examination every year, and the entire campus has not changed much from previous years. The only difference is that as they grow older, their moods will be different, and the scenes they see will be different.

However, after the Chinese New Year, another atmosphere did appear on campus. Even if the students in the third year of high school were studying hard, they could intermittently detect the difference. After a while, one time in the room, Chang'an, went to the office and saw a notice on Song Changxian's desk, and then they understood the reason.

"The 100th anniversary of the city's No. 1 Middle School!"

This is a list of programs collected from various classes. Fang Chang'an glanced at it and saw that the registration time was as of this week, starting last month. It seemed that Song Changxian had deducted it and did not tell the students in the class at all.

Of course this is understandable. In the third year of high school, all the evening parties and programs have nothing to do with you. Just focus on reviewing.

"Teacher Song, do you want to tell the students?"

Fang Chang'an pointed to the notice.

"No need, no one reported it."

Song Changxian glanced at it and then replied casually, "I wish I could break it for twenty-five hours every day, so I don't have time to care about this."

"Then we have to let everyone know, otherwise we might have to go and take a look when we go back to school anniversary activities. We didn't hear any wind, it was too sudden..."

"Then go back and say it." Song Changxian didn't care. He didn't deliberately deduct it. At first, he forgot it, but later when he thought about it, he was too lazy to talk about it.

“Hey.”

Fang Chang'an took the notice and went to the class to notify him, but no one was interested.

During evening self-study, Song Changxian walked around the classroom. When he was about to leave, Fang Changan chased him out.

"Teacher Song, I want to try that school anniversary party."

“??”

Song Changxian had a question mark on his forehead, and he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"I have reflected on it recently and feel that the three years of high school have been too dull. Looking back in the future, there may be a lot of fun. The college entrance examination is about to be taken, and I want to do something."

Song Changxian stared at him for a while before he said slowly: "The college entrance examination is about to be held, shouldn't we hurry up and review it?"

"I have never relaxed when I review, but I can feel that the potential is almost the same, and it is difficult to improve many points after reviewing. It is better to adjust your mentality and state."

The school has entered the stage of general review since the last semester, and Fang Chang'an's two-year experience was immediately reflected. He has strong overall coordination and sorting skills and is good at integrating them. From the midterm exam in the last semester to the first mock exam not long ago, his age ranking has improved by more than 100 places, reaching the top 80.

Of course, his advantage is brought by his two lifetimes of experience. There is still a gap between the academic masters in his true talent, so Fang Chang'an is acceptable to maintain this ranking.

In addition, he does think that the more important thing at the moment is to relax, maintain energy, and improve efficiency, which is more effective than just using every minute and every second to study.

Song Changxian pondered and didn't say anything. Fang Changan explained his truth again, and then he asked again: "What are you going to perform?"

What he wanted to ask more was "What do you know?"

Fang Changan has been the class monitor since the first year of high school. In two years, Fang Changan was responsible for the class programs, but he never appeared on stage.

Fang Changan smiled and said, "Sing."

Seeing that Song Changxian was very suspicious, he smiled again, "I'll try it. If it is sifted down, there is nothing I can do."

"Okay, you go back and teach the list to the student union."

"good."

Fang Chang'an did not delay. After the morning self-study get out of class the next day, he found the nominal chairman of the student union of the next class, and then got the phone number of the schoolgirl who is now in charge of the program and handed the list to the other party.

After reporting the list, he went to Shen Mo to borrow a guitar.

"What do you want a guitar?" Shen Mo was puzzled.

"You can't play..." Wang Ke said bluntly.

Song Tang also turned his head, curious about what he was going to do.

"Do you know the 100th anniversary of the school?"

Shen Mo nodded: "I heard..."

Wang Ke also nodded.

Fang Changan glared at his eyes: "Why didn't anyone tell me?"

The two girls looked at each other.

"I thought Ke Ke would say."

"I thought you said it."

"hehe."

Fang Changan sneered and expressed his dissatisfaction directly. After entering the senior year of high school, the two girls focused on their studies, and seemed to have reached a tacit understanding tacitly. When they went home once a month, Wang Ke no longer "indulged" him on the bus as before, and only allowed him to shake hands and talk.

On weekdays, in addition to going out for a walk during evening self-study breaks, the conversation in the classroom has also decreased significantly.

It can be said that it has been a long time since the resentment.

When the two girls saw him complaining, they looked at each other, their eyes rolling around, and they pretended to be mute at the same time.

After school at noon, Fang Chang'an went to Shen Mo's house, took her guitar and prepared for practice. Wang Ke also "meaned" and followed him to watch him sing, but Fang Chang'an just fiddled with the guitar and asked Shen Mo: "How do you play it?"

"You really don't know how?"

Both girls knew about his desire to sign up for the school anniversary party. Although they would also make jokes, they were jokes and they still had some confidence in him. They were a little surprised to see that he really couldn't play.

"It's okay, I'm learning very quickly."

Fang Changan has never been exposed to guitar since he was reborn, and now his body has no muscle memory, so he will inevitably suffer from hand-drawn, so he lowered their expectations first. It is a surprise to play well like this, and it is not embarrassing to be undecided. He is invincible.

Shen Mo gave him a blank look and taught him how to play. Fang Changan did not deliberately pretend, and was soon discovered that he was "pretending". A real beginner, even a genius, would have a gradual process. Fang Changan was obviously not.

"Have you learned it before?"

"Um."

Fang Changan stopped pretending and said frankly: "I'm going to give you two a surprise, I haven't had a chance."

"whispering sound."

The two girls didn't respond and wrinkled their noses and expressed disdain.

"Don't you practice singing?"

"I'm practicing."

Seeing that Fang Chang'an only played the melody but did not sing it out loud, the two girls were very strange and looked a little expectant, "Then you sing."

"You don't understand. My song is different from other things. Skills are secondary. Emotions are the most important. This emotion can be accumulated. You can't keep singing all the time. If you keep singing, you will consume your feelings, so you can't sing it easily."

The door of the Qinfang was suddenly knocked three times by "dongdongdongdong", and then Shumei pushed the door and asked him to go for dinner.

Chen Chengli and Shu Mei have been a little busy recently. They are on business trips separately and leave one at home to see their daughter. The person who is at home these two days is Shu Mei. Fang Chang'an and Wang Ke have come unexpectedly, so they ask the aunt to add some food and leave food.

Fang Chang'an did not refuse, followed the two girls and washed their hands, then sat down around the dining table. Shu Mei learned that Fang Chang'an was preparing to give a speech on the school anniversary. She was also a little surprised, and she looked interesting, and asked with a smile: "What song do you want to sing?"

You can keep it secret with two little girls, but it is not a good idea to be mysterious with your elders. Fang Chang'an responded: "You'll get some wine."

"Will you get in the wine?"

The three women on the table repeated the volumes at different times, and were a little surprised. Shu Mei laughed and said, "How could he think of singing this?"

"I think the spirit expressed in this song is more appropriate, especially at this stage. Otherwise, the stacks of test papers every day will feel like they are almost numb, so you have to be more optimistic."

Shu Mei looked at him again, smiled and nodded, "Not bad."

When Fang Chang'an was talking, Shen Mo saw Wang Ke picking up a piece of ribs and also picking up a piece of braised pork. After she ate it, Wang Ke was still gnawing on the ribs, so he asked first: "Can you sing? Isn't the singing method of ancient poems lost?"

Fang Chang'an smiled and said, "Language evolution is a normal evolution. As long as the spirit is not destroyed, the "Jiangjinjiu" we sang is not that different from the Tang Dynasty. I just sing according to my own ideas. Anyway, I don't want to release an album, as long as I don't get shot."

After the lost singing style of ancient poetry, people have been committed to searching and restoring it in modern times, but with the decline of the older generation, it has almost disappeared now. New singing of ancient poetry is the mainstream, the most widely circulated and the most influential. The first recommendation is Teresa Teng and Faye Wong, but the style is not suitable. Fang Chang'an cannot sing "When will the bright moon come to the stage" and "Qingping Le".

The revival of traditional culture in later generations, and many ancient poems were sung, but many Fang Chang'an didn't like it very much. There are several versions of "Jiangjinjiu". He prefers Professor Chen Yonghai's version circulating online, which makes him feel that he has an ancient style.

What he practiced in his previous life and what he was preparing to sing this time was this version of "Winning to Wine".

In addition to this version of "Awakening to Wine", what surprised him even more was the half poem "Dingfengpo" sung by Teacher Yu Hewei in "Awakening Age".

Wang Ke gnawed the ribs and asked, "What if it was brushed off?"

"If you brush it off, just brush it off."

Fang Chang'an didn't care much. He joined in the fun, just to put an end to his high school, to truly experience "young recklessness", and to add a touch of glory to the two girls' already very beautiful memories of youth.

"That's so embarrassing."

Wang Ke looked as if I was embarrassed for you, and Shen Mo nodded along the way.

Shu Mei watched this scene from the side, smiling slightly, without saying anything, as if she was very pleased with this scene.

"Someone will always be beaten down. I was beaten down, just to help others take responsibility and give up the opportunity to go on stage."

"What if you pass?"

"Then show off and live up to this opportunity."
To be continued...