Actually, before Luo Ye ntioned that his dad might co, Qu Yue had also told him that according to the principal, it was possible that No.1 from the City Committee might attend the celebration. Upon hearing "it was possible," Luo Feng thought the principal must have misunderstood sothing.
He and his sister had been discussing this all the ti lately, and since their dad knew he was one of the organizers of this celebration, he probably wouldn’t co anymore, right? Not wanting to disappoint his sister, he hadn’t had the heart to say this, so when his dad stood on the stage speaking eloquently, Luo Feng was beyond thrilled.
Luo Zhenggang wasn’t just reading from a script; instead, during his speech, he intentionally scanned the dense crowd a few tis. His son and daughter were both sitting in the front, so it wasn’t hard to spot them.
Seeing his son’s incredulous, excited expression, and then his daughter’s joyful, approving gaze, a strong sense of happiness surged in his heart. Why hadn’t he realized before that making his children happy could also bring him joy?
For his kids, what does it matter if he occasionally sacrifices his principles? Moreover, his original principles were too rigid, and it was tough on his family to endure them over the years.
Luo Ye quietly sent a ssage to Xiao Huang, "Uncle Xiao Huang, hmm..."
With the Secretary of the Municipal Committee personally at the scene, not only the school’s teachers and students but also the parents who ca to attend were extrely excited. Thus, the leaders scheduled to speak after Luo Zhenggang also benefited from his influence, and felt the fiery enthusiasm of everyone.
After various leaders had finished speaking, an hour and a half had passed. If it weren’t for Luo Zhenggang holding the fort, probably many people behind could have dozed off.
Finally, the performance began. Choir, dance groups, comic dialogues, sketches, solo singing, instruntal performances... The diverse performances delighted the audience imnsely, and the emcees were the backbone girl Lin Lin and Qu Yue, a handso guy and pretty girl duo that indeed caught a lot of attention.
"Next up is the ethnic dance performance brought to you by Wang Yao, Zhuang ili, Sun Lili, and other students from the 1997 class of the Chinese departnt. Welco them to the stage, and also please Luo Feng from the 1997 class of the Economics and Managent departnt to prepare in advance."
Sitting next to Luo Zhenggang, Song Fangzheng leaned over and whispered, "Aren’t you afraid that this sudden appearance might startle Feng’er into singing off key?"
"It might have before, but not now. Definitely not so timid anymore. I heard from his Grandpa, he specially went to record the backing tape; it sounds quite good. I’ve been so busy lately, haven’t really encountered them much."
Song Fangzheng chuckled, "Even if you had, you wouldn’t have taken the initiative to ask him to sing it to you. I bet you feel like a cat’s scratching at your heart, don’t you?"
"Right guess," Luo Zhenggang admitted frankly then added, "Seems like you’re the sa kind of father, otherwise you wouldn’t understand it so deeply."
"That’s true, I was the sa before Song ng graduated," Song Fangzheng said, then smiled as he saw Luo Feng waiting at the corner of the stage to go on. "Look, the kid cleans up pretty handso. Mr. Secretary, you might need to remind Feng’er not to be too picky choosing a wife."
"No need for to interfere, Ye’er is worrying about that." Luo Zhenggang wore a face full of pride; a handso son, a beautiful daughter, each one as smart as can be. What could be more wonderful?
"Look how proud you are, anyone wouldn’t know and might think we were discussing so major political issue," Song Fangzheng chuckled and straightened up in his seat.
Luo Zhenggang looked around at the others sitting upright with expressions of "I wasn’t eavesdropping," and couldn’t help but laugh too. This was also a reason why he didn’t much like attending such events; a single gesture, a facial expression, could turn a relaxed matter serious.
"Thank you to the students who perford just now. Next, we invite Luo Feng from the 1997 class of the Economics and Managent departnt to perform the solo song ’Lifeti with You.’ Welco Luo Feng to the stage!..."
As Qu Yue finished announcing, Luo Zhenggang suddenly sat up straight, his gaze intently fixed on his son on stage, his face showing veiled pride.
Luo Feng’s gaze lingered briefly on his father and sister’s positions, his face breaking into a radiant smile, causing a stir among the girls below. After the introduction, he steadied his heart, took a deep breath, and began to perform the song that deeply moved him:
"I thought I dreamt of you leaving
I woke up from crying
Watching the night wind blow across the windowsill
Can you feel my love?
Until the day I grow old
...
How many have loved the grace of your youth
But who can endure the rciless changes of ti?
How many have co and gone in your life
Yet with you for a lifeti, I will always be by your side"
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