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Sometimes time goes slowly, sometimes it goes quickly.
Today is the graduation ceremony for the 3044th class of the Academy of Arts, the first higher education institution.
That’s right, that is to say, Fanlan is about to graduate.
He has not spent much time in school since the fourth grade. In the subject of art painting, all teaching courses are basically concentrated in the first two or three academic years. What remains is constant practice, training and creation. Completing homework is far more important than attending classes. Therefore, the Art Academy is a school with emptier classrooms as you go up in grades. Among the classes of 3044 and later generations, an important factor that affects the number of students in the academy on a daily basis is whether a certain school beauty comes to school that day.
Today is undoubtedly the day when the most students from the Class of 3044 of the School of Art have arrived at school.
The entire Art College has been decorated with a brand new look. Flowers and silks are planted along the school roads. The outer wall screens of all teaching buildings have been switched to bright and coherent colors. There are fountains, music, gift carts, smart signs...
The students who come and go are all bright and beautiful. Of course, in such an academy where 80% of the students are male, the tone and atmosphere of this academy are destined not to be associated with words such as ordinary and simple. Rich, good-looking, and talented, these are the labels of students of the Capital Art Academy.
Commonly known as the gathering place for high-quality male Zerg.
This group of high-quality male insects that the outside world had been dreaming of and coveting arrived at the auditorium and took their seats in an orderly manner at the notified time. Looking around, the auditorium was actually packed.
This is very unusual.
You know, male insects are not the kind of guys who care about rules and procedures. The graduation ceremony sounds very important, but many male insects don't care about it and find it troublesome. Therefore, the attendance rate at the art college's graduation ceremony every year is often less than half.
Now, the college auditorium is full.
The reason is simple, because this year's outstanding graduate representative is their college belle and school belle. After enduring the long-winded and boring speeches from the dean and school leaders, Fan Lan will go on stage to speak as a representative of this year's graduates.
Finally, after a leader's speech that lasted more than ten minutes, but seemed to have lasted for a century in the eyes of the people present, the host invited the outstanding graduate representative, Fanlan, to come to the stage to give a speech.
The lobby suddenly became unusually quiet.
The sound of Fanlan's leather shoes stepping on the floor could be clearly heard by the students in the front row.
Fanlan took off the microphone that had been kept until now to maintain the sense of formality, held it in his hand, and looked around at the alumni below.
Over the past four years, he has more or less some impression of most of the faces here.
Fanlan on the stage wore a formal shirt and trousers. His collar, which was always open in daily life, was buttoned up, making him look less casual and more ascetic. His long curly hair was tied behind his head with a dark blue ribbon, completely revealing his face, which was called "God's gift" in the campus forum. His voice spread through the microphone, and he opened with the customary thanks to the school, the principal, and the dean.
After a few exemplary congratulatory speeches, a summary speech, and a vision for the future - according to common sense, the graduation speech could have ended, but Fan Lan suddenly put the microphone back on the stand and supported himself on the podium with one hand - his shirt cuffs were neatly rolled up twice, revealing the graceful curves of his wrists and prominent wrist bones. He continued his speech in a relatively relaxed manner:
"Everyone here is very, very outstanding. I am honored to spend this period of learning with you."
“The excellence I refer to may be deeper and broader than the concept you have received at this moment.”
"I know that there is probably no student here who thinks that he is not good enough or excellent enough. Most of you are males, and you have lived a comfortable life since childhood. You come from wealthy families. You study art, cultivate your sentiments, and have good aesthetic qualities. You will soon obtain the most recognized and valuable degree certificate in the world. Yes, you are the best, one in ten million, and a sparkling diamond."
"But I have to say that it is not enough. That is not enough - you are far better than you realize."
"First, your excellence lies in the fact that in your carefree, honey-pot-like life, you still chose goals and studied. The admission letter from Capital College is not something that can be obtained simply by lying on a beach chair and dating. It takes great talent and appropriate efforts, or double the perseverance and focus. In short, you chose it - a goal, and you actually grasped it in your hands. This is something you successfully obtained by relying on yourself, relying on a powerful ability that is enough to transcend some invisible limitations. Please remember it."
"Secondly, your excellence lies in your ability to create love. Art is an emotional profession. Perhaps many insects, even now, still attribute the reason for choosing the profession of "art" to being advanced enough, in line with their status, suitable for male insects, and finding something easy and decent to do, etc. But in fact, the works created by you who have been selected and passed by the admission system of Capital College are by no means mechanized products, and you who have completed all the credits and are sitting here are by no means able to rely on auxiliary systems or perfunctory work."
"I have seen the works of most of you, in class sharing, homework review, exhibition creation and various activities every school year. When I face the presentation of some creations, the emotional power contained in them often touches me. What I want to emphasize here is that if it can trigger such a touch, how powerful is the energy in the heart of its creator?"
"It was so powerful that it could penetrate the screen and almost drown me as the viewer."
“That’s the power of emotion.”
"Exuberant emotions are a kind of wealth, or a gift. The world is not just about rationality and efficiency, but should also recognize the value of emotions. And you all hold this treasure."
"You have richer emotions than most insects. You are always feeling and creating them. The richness of emotions may sometimes make you confused, troubled, and irritable. The outside world may tell you that it is unreasonable and crazy, but what I want to say is, don't resist it, don't doubt it, follow your feelings, accept it and learn to use it, and then find someone who understands you or listens to your existence."
"Finally, I would like to share my suggestions."
"Well, it seems strange for me to make suggestions here. Doesn't it seem a bit arrogant? Um - you don't mind? Haha... Then just treat it as my casual remark today, and you can just listen to it casually today."
"I hope...I hope you, hope us."
“Learn to face limitations.”
“First learn to face it, look at it objectively, and then choose whether to break it.”
"Of course there are all kinds of limitations in this world."
"For male insects, there seem to be very few restrictions."
"After all, our lives always come easy."
"So if, say, there is a day when you feel limited, maybe it is an internal limitation - coming from your self-doubt, confusion, or maybe it is an external limitation - coming from the rules set by society and others."
"Don't be afraid."
“I hope you can muster the courage to break through your inner limitations, and I believe you can do it, because you already have such a strong emotional energy in your heart.”
“Show some courage to push past your internal limitations.”
“After that, maybe you’ll also get the motivation to break through external limitations.”
"I hope you will..."
"My brilliant, dazzling, diamond-like classmates."
“May your light always shine, and may you truly find and walk into the life you want to live, go to the places you want to go, see the scenery you want to see, and love the life you want to love.”
"That's my speech."
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