I started a senior citizen university after being unemployed, and I became the favorite of my uncles

The lights suddenly dimmed and a familiar voice was heard before the person appeared.

"Classmates, long time no see, I'm back." Aunt Lu's gentle voice was calm and powerful.

She said she was back.

she's back.

Almost instantly, Lin Qinglan felt her eyes become sore.

It has been a long time since she last saw Aunt Lu. The last time was when she interviewed opera teacher Guan Xiaoyang at the beginning of this semester.

It seemed like a short while had passed, but Aunt Lu's face seemed to be covered with a layer of fog and was not very clear.

Obviously it was Aunt Lu who was sick, but the person who was afraid of being forgotten was Lin Qinglan.

She could not forget how Aunt Lu's son Xiang Peng begged her to keep Aunt Lu's name, and he stubbornly insisted on renewing Aunt Lu's tuition for the new year.

Lin Qinglan did not charge tuition, but agreed to keep Aunt Lu's name.

In fact, they all knew that the possibility of Aunt Lu returning to school was slim.

A month before she fell ill, she had performed on stage and amazed the audience. After being diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease, Aunt Lu's world suddenly became bleak.

She forgot the new skills she had learned for half a semester and stubbornly wrote over and over again: Remember to go to school.

When she was ill, she could not recognize her family members, but she remembered the plays her deceased husband had sung.

Even though his own condition was not good, he still tried to comfort Lin Qinglan.

People who love Aunt Lu are "praying" day and night. With care and love, Aunt Lu's condition is getting better day by day. She has always been thinking about returning to school to see her classmates and teachers.

Lin Qinglan wanted to say that as long as she came back, the school door would always be open.

This time she could finally enjoy Aunt Lu's performance with a smile again.

Aunt Lu was wearing everyday clothes, but the difference was that she had a cane in her hand.

Maybe it was because they hadn’t seen each other for a long time, but Lin Qinglan felt that Aunt Lu’s waist was bent a lot.

As an opera actress, she cares most about her figure and demeanor, but these cannot resist the erosion of time.

"Sanjiadian" is a classic old-style play in Peking Opera, and Aunt Lu sings it with great vigor.

Aunt Lu supported her frail body with a cane. Her tightly tied hair showed her vigor. As soon as she spoke, she spoke with great momentum: "I will stand at the street entrance and greet all the guests passing by and ask them to follow my instructions."

Just this one sentence can win applause from the whole audience.

The uncles and aunts in the audience had lights in their eyes. They listened quietly with bated breath, and saw through time and space the distress Qin Qiong felt during his exile.

"This is not the first time I've heard Sister Lu sing "Sanjia Store", but I always feel like there's something different." Aunt Zhong held her chin up and thought seriously.

Aunt Liang tapped her fingers lightly on her knees and spoke in silence: "Maybe my mood has changed."

"What do you mean?" Aunt Zhong didn't understand.

Aunt Du took over the conversation and explained: "She is almost out of it. After she figured it out, her mood will naturally be different."

When Aunt Lu sang "Sanjiadian" this time, she was not just thinking about how her husband used to sing it. She no longer tried to imitate him, but really told the story with Qin Qiong's emotions.

People who are emotionally rich may be more likely to be trapped by their emotions.

After a serious illness, Aunt Lu focused more on the present rather than reminiscing about the past.

No matter how many years are left in your life, be happy every day and gain every day.

If you think about these things clearly, the depression in your heart will naturally dissipate.

The melody reaches its climax with the rhythm, and the play is full of longing and reluctance.

"A mother's child is her flesh and blood, and she worries about her child no matter how far away he is."

"A son misses his mother so much that he can't kowtow. A mother misses her son so much that she sheds tears."

Outside the play, Old Fu was crying loudly, but he did not forget to raise his mobile phone to video call Fu Lanshan, and muted his son at the same time.

"Son, I don't know what to say, just listen for yourself!"

"I'm so touched, son."

"I've decided to turn over a new leaf, be a father again, and stop causing you trouble."

Mr. Fu listened to his father, Old Fu, crying for a full five minutes at the conference.

It is hard to tell which of them is more pitiful.

Li Xu on the other side was not to be outdone. He held up the sleeve of teacher Li who was sitting next to him and wiped his tears. While crying, he confessed affectionately: "Son, Dad loves you!"

"Dad, I love you too. I would love you more if you would stop smearing your snot on me."

Lin Qinglan's tears were almost choked back by the violent crying of Old Fu and Uncle Li.

Aunt Liang sighed softly and said enviously, "Sometimes living a heartless life like them can save you a lot of troubles."

When Aunt Lu sang to the end of her play, a tear fell from her eyes. She looked hard at the audience, trying to make the blurry person in her memory clearer.

This scene was full of surprise and touching moments, although there was also a hint of sadness.

……

Teacher Yu’s “Big Banana” came at the right time.

Teacher Yu’s self-evaluation: “After studying physics for a long time, people will become abstract.”

So I think this song fits my mental state very well, and Teacher Yu completely lets himself go.

"Big banana, a big banana..."

"Big Banana" was followed by "Little Apple" by Wang Dapeng, the representative of the security brigade.

After the atmosphere became lively, the rest of the contestants came on stage one after another.

Aunt Zhong and Aunt Li’s chorus of “In the Fields of Hope” was performed last, bringing the competition to a perfect end.

……

Then comes the scoring phase.

The judges looked around and found it difficult to make a decision.

"I decided to eliminate myself." Teacher Qu said with difficulty.

While they were giving their scores, a specially customized "bouquet" was quietly placed backstage.