This celebrity is absolutely wicked.

Chapter 243 "The Youth" Special Edition
Viewers watching the live stream were a little confused.

"What special edition of 'Youth'? Have the students at Qincheng University already invented some weird and wonderful musical instruments?"

"Just don't play that suona you're playing."

"How special?"

Lu Ran didn't explain much to the audience; he ended the broadcast immediately after giving the notification.

The audience is still speculating.

It's not uncommon for college students to cover "Youth," and even if it's a cover by students from Qincheng University, it's not anything special.

So what's so special about it?
After the broadcast ended, Lu Ran asked Hu Wenbin to send him the WeChat ID of the drama club president.

The president of the drama club at Qincheng University is named Tian Zheng.

After adding each other as friends, the two greeted each other.

Lu Ran sent the script to Tian Zheng.

After Tian Zheng finished reading, the two started a voice chat.

Although Tian Zheng only treats theater as a hobby, he is quite skilled in acting.

He quickly aligned the granularity with Lu Ran.

The content of this script had already ignited Tian Zheng's passion.

Lu Ran: "Tian, ​​thank you for your help. This short film will be made by you. All the students who participate will receive 300 yuan each."

Tian Zheng immediately refused.

“Senior, you’re underestimating me. If you were filming something else, it wouldn’t be unreasonable for us to charge you. But if we charge you for this video, it would be disrespectful to us as students of Qincheng University. Besides, we can add something to our resumes about acting with Lu Ran, and that’s enough.”

"One thing at a time, if you do the work, you have to get paid."

Lu Ran's attitude was very firm.

After pushing and shoving each other for a while, Tian Zheng finally made the decision: Lu Ran should treat everyone to a big meal, a real big meal, not the small canteen.

Lu Ran readily agreed.

After He Tianzheng finished talking, Hu Wenbin also sent over the situation.

Several hundred students have already signed up.

"That's enough. Gather information on these students and create a group chat."

Everyone got busy.

Around 10 o'clock, the group chat was finally created, with a total of 336 people.

More than 300 enthusiastic college students couldn't stop chatting.

"Classmates, we are going to sing 'Youth,' but it's a special version, not the original. I'll post the lyrics in the group so you can familiarize yourselves with them first. Now, let's all agree on a time limit, and I'll distribute the lyrics."

Some students have classes at 8 a.m., some at 10 a.m., and some in the afternoon; all of these need to be scheduled.

Finally, Lu Ran divided the students into several groups according to different time periods.

"See you tomorrow, students!"

The next morning, Lu Ran first met up with Tian Zheng and saw the students from the drama club.

After the actors were confirmed, the drama club students began to put on makeup and change costumes.

After explaining the general situation to the students, Lu Ran went to meet with the students in the choir.

The drama club students can handle the filming of the short film, but Lu Ran needs to personally guide them in singing and also record a clear audio recording.

Then the students at Qincheng University discovered that Lu Ran was filming videos with a large group of students in various parts of the campus.

Elsewhere, drama club students were also filming videos while wearing costumes.

After a full day of hard work, the short film was successfully shot and the song was recorded.

In the evening, Lu Ran edited videos while livestreaming.

He didn't finish editing the video until almost midnight. After checking it several times, Lu Ran sent a message in the group.

"Class, the video is finished."

At this time, many college students are still awake.

These students also couldn't sleep.

Lu Ran said during today's filming that the video would be released tomorrow, how can I sleep?

For many students, this was their first time participating in something like this.

"Could we take a look first?"

Lu Ran: "If you watch it first, you won't be surprised. I'll upload the video tomorrow morning at eight o'clock."

"Eight o'clock? Okay, then I'll stay up all night tonight."

"Huh? Shouldn't we take a nap and then watch it?"

"We, the youth of the new era, are always staying up late, no matter when we can't sleep."

"But the big boss said that young people shouldn't stay up all night."

"Then let's go to sleep."

Lu Ran chatted with everyone for a few minutes, then scheduled the video to finish in the background of Douyin (TikTok).

He also checked the official name of Qincheng University in the author's field, something he had told his counselor, Yuan Zhe, yesterday.

The teachers at the school already knew about the big fuss he was making.

Even when filming the video yesterday, the school teachers provided some assistance.

There's no way to circle the students one by one anymore, so we can only circle Qincheng University.

The next morning at eight o'clock, Zhang Jinbu, the representative from Guangdong Province, arrived at the laboratory.

She is a graduate student, and an engineering student at that.

Zhang Jinbu took her laptop out of her bag and placed it on the table, preparing to start her studies for the day. Then she took out her phone.

She eats breakfast while scrolling through her phone, and then gets back to work – that's her daily life as a graduate student.

After opening Douyin, the first video pushed to her on the homepage was Lu Ran's newly posted video.

The title is “If you were here, to see this prosperous and beautiful world, how wonderful that would be,” and the short film is titled “On the Scene,” along with a special song called “Youth.”

The creators are Lu Ran and Qincheng University.

Zhang Jinbu quickly realized that this was the very thing Lu Ran had mentioned he was going to send.

Zhang Jinbu took a bite of rice noodle roll, his eyes fixed on the screen.

In the video, an elderly man with a beard is looking around blankly.

The old man was played by a young student.

An old man came to the entrance of a shop and asked, "Fellow villager, do you know where I can buy cotton-padded clothes?"

The shop owner was cleaning up when he glanced at the old man with a puzzled look but didn't say anything.

Just then, a person happened to pass by on the side of the road.

"The quality of the clothes we make is truly exceptional."

The old man chased after him again, anxiously asking, "Fellow villager, do you have any clothes? Do you have any clothes?"

The man glanced at the strange old man and continued his phone call.

The old man heard firecrackers again, and several children ran across the road. He quickly chased after them.

"Watch out, children, lie down!"

Dust and smoke rose, and the old man lay on the ground.

Zhang Jinbu's expression froze.

She had a vague idea in her mind.

The old man was looking for a cotton-padded coat, he called everyone "fellow villagers," he mistook the sound of firecrackers for the sound of cannons, and he even lay down.

"Is this old man a soldier? A former soldier?"

Zhang Jinbu was too preoccupied to eat. Just then, someone rode by on an electric scooter, with a bag on the back carrying a five-pointed red star.

The old man saw the red star and immediately chased after it.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the rocket is about to launch!" someone in the back seat shouted.

When the scene changed again, the old man chased after the woman to the entrance of a shop.

Several elderly people were watching the television screen, which showed footage of a rocket launching into the sky.

"salute!"

An old man shouted, and everyone saluted the television.

The elderly man who had just caught up also saluted upon seeing this scene.

Soon, he saw the scene inside the shop.

This is a clothing store, selling clothes worn by revolutionary fighters.

The old man saw a hat with a shiny red star on it.

"Comrades, there's hope!"

The elderly people were chatting and live-streaming; they were selling clothes in the live-streaming room.

"If you like it, place your order now. Free shipping nationwide. Even if you are on a battlefield amidst gunfire, on the front lines, I will definitely deliver it to you."

"That's going too far. There's no front line or battlefield here now."

The old man, who was touching his hat, was stunned.

He looked at the group of people in disbelief.

"What are you saying? Where is the front line? Where is the battlefield? I came from the front line."

Several people laughed and said, "That's all history now."

The old man seemed to understand something.

He slowly walked out of the shop and came outside.

In the park square, people are dancing, walking their dogs, and playing with their children.

The surrounding area is filled with tall buildings and bustling traffic.

For some reason, Zhang Jinbu's eyes were already filled with tears.

She knew what the video was about.

The old man arrived at a primary school.

In the elementary school playground, the physical education teacher is taking attendance.

The old man finally leaned against a tree, gazing at the red flag fluttering on the flagpole in the playground.

The previous scenes flashed by again: the shop owner was cleaning, a salesperson walking by the roadside was busy talking to customers on the phone, and an elderly person in the shop was busy live-streaming sales.

There are no battlefields or front lines here; it's all just history.

On the playground, the children called out their names one by one.

"Zhang Yingxin".

"To!"

"Xing Qishan".

"To!"

"Wang Ruiqi".

"To!"

Just then, the sound turned into a rough roar.

"Wang Zhiguo!"

"To!"

The voice that answered was no longer the childish voice of a child, but a deep, resonant one.

The scene shows soldiers dressed in gray, dirty, and tattered clothes.

They were the ones who answered.

After a series of responses, everyone realized that one person was missing from the line.

It was a snowy, icy landscape, with strong winds howling and snowflakes falling.

The drama club students used very simple props and the environment was also very basic when they were filming.

The props may be simple, but the spirit is not.

A young soldier pointed to a tree and shouted, "Report! There!"

Everyone rushed over.

Under that tree lay a soldier whose eyes were already closed.

This soldier looks exactly like the old man from the modern world.

He was covered in snow and had clearly frozen to death.

The lead soldier inspected the old man's clothes and said sternly, "Why is he wearing only a thin shirt? Who's in charge of issuing clothes? I'm asking who's in charge of issuing clothes! Where is he?"

A group of soldiers looked sad.

"He was in charge of distributing the clothes."

The camera then focused on the soldier again.

Everyone's faces showed grief, and they took off their hats and saluted the soldier.

The group was small, but the flags in their hands fluttered in the wind, their bright red color standing out prominently.

At this moment, tears were already streaming down Zhang Jinbu's face.

"I must be crazy to watch this kind of video so early in the morning."

Even after his death, the soldier was still thinking about finding cotton-padded clothes for the other soldiers, while he himself was only wearing a single layer of clothing and died in the wind and snow.

The following scenes depict the founding of the People's Republic of China, the atomic bomb explosion, rocket launches, the return of Hong Kong to China, the Olympics, military parades, aircraft carriers, airplanes, and high-speed rail—a series of achievements that are dazzling to behold.

At this moment, the prelude to "The Boy" began to play.

A line of text appeared on the screen.

"The 100th Anniversary Special Edition of 'The Youth'"

In the video, a group of students from Qincheng University stand on the university campus and sing in unison.

"1921, a magnificent chapter begins~"

"With perseverance, miracles can be created!"

Zhang Jinbu remembered that point of knowledge: in 2021, it would be exactly one hundred years.

This song is dedicated to this centennial.

The students of Qincheng University are full of youthful energy.

"I'm still the same young man I always was; my original aspirations have never changed."

"A century is merely a test; the goal of a better life will continue to be achieved."

"These young people of the century will always keep their mission in their hearts."

No matter how many difficulties lie ahead, we will not back down!

"Say never never give up like a fire~"

Zhang Jinbu didn't even bother to eat; tears streamed down his face.

She was filled with envy and jealousy.

How come such a good thing has nothing to do with her?

I wish she could sing along.

(End of this chapter)