don't call me singer

Chapter 1341 The first dream
If we say that Gu Xiaobai's performance before has left everyone stunned, especially for those who watched Gu Xiaobai's performance for the first time, they feel that it is beyond imagination, and they are completely impressed by Gu Xiaobai's performance that surpasses the stage and music. Shocked.

This is Xiaobai's performance style, there are always unexpected moves on the stage.

If he didn't show off his skills, then he must be making trouble elsewhere, crazy.

However, the shock brought by Gu Xiaobai's previous performance was completely inferior to that sentence just now.

What?These nine flying swords turned out to be the prizes of this aviation design competition?

You have already designed this kind of aircraft, what the hell do you want us to design!

I fucking want it so badly, like crazy.

However, my crap design... is not good enough for this kind of aircraft!
This feeling is like a talent contest in kindergarten, and the reward is an Oscar statuette.

This is too moral and uncoordinated.

More than a feeling of shame.

But, I really want it!
Lisha was already there, hugging Makuka and shouting:

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

No matter what, take back a flying sword!

Makuka Bilicia did not fare much better.

It can be said that Gu Xiaobai's prize has directly ignited the audience.

Gu Xiaobai left the stage, and the host came on stage, only to find that the scene was completely out of control.

Everyone fell into madness and couldn't extricate themselves.

And many students of Dongyuan University are regretting crazily: "Ah, why didn't I participate in the design competition! Is there still time for me to sign up?"

Backstage, Gu Xiaobai, who had just stepped off the stage, blinked and scratched his head.

Am I... a little too much?

The big move was too ruthless?

In the front row, Wu Quandong stood up blankly and looked back.

Wait, tonight is still the school song competition, how do you feel that the opening ceremony of the aviation design competition has already started?

Is it really just my illusion?
The atmosphere at the scene was so enthusiastic that many people even wished to leave immediately and go to work all night to review the theoretical content of the competition and continue to optimize their entries.

On the stage, the host, who couldn't control the scene, yelled several times, but couldn't calm everyone down, and his face turned a little green.

After hosting the school song competition for so many years, this is the first time the host has encountered such a situation.

This is how to do?
The game is not over yet!
There is one person who didn't sing!

At this moment, a hand was stretched out from the side.

At the scene of the school song competition, the order was completely chaotic.

These contestants from various foreign countries lack sufficient discipline. Various languages, various cheers, and various shouts made the scene even more chaotic than a vegetable market.

At this moment, a burst of singing sounded.

"If pride is not coldly photographed by the sea of ​​reality

How do you know how to work hard?
to go far
If the dream never falls off the cliff

How can you know a persistent person?
Has invisible wings
sow tears in my heart

will bloom bravely

can in tired time
Close your eyes and smell a fragrance..."

No accompaniment, a cappella voice.

It's a bit soft, but it sings extraordinarily firmly.

"first dreams"!
Along with the singing, the sound of the scene gradually quieted down, became quiet, and looked in the direction of the stage.

On the stage, Wen Xiaowen stood in the center of the stage, holding a microphone, singing alone.

When the last hustle and bustle disappeared, everyone looked up at the stage, and Wen Xiaowen also looked down the stage, as if to say something.

Finally, you calm down?

At this moment, this little lady who is a little short, with a soft appearance and a soft voice, seems to have infinite power.

Perhaps, this is not only the power of Wen Xiaowen, but also the power of music.

Backstage on the stage, the sound engineer was a little taken aback.

Wen Xiaowen has become so addicted, what should she do now?What about pre-recorded accompaniments?
All plans were disrupted.

The normal way now is to find the right time node, adjust the position and rhythm, and slowly increase the accompaniment until it is perfectly synchronized.

Just as the sound engineer was about to do this, he heard the sound of a guitar.

Fu Wenyao came onto the stage from one side of the stage, holding a guitar.

He played while walking, and stood behind Wen Xiaowen.

Other people, either white or black, also followed up, raised their drum sticks, picked up their bass, and played the keyboard...

Wen Xiaowen turned around and waved to Fu Wenyao and the others. She tilted her head with a big smile on her face.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" off the stage, the audience cheered again.

This time, it's not for the prizes of tomorrow's contest.

It was for Wen Xiaowen's singing and Fu Wenyao's selfless cooperation.

At this time, it is actually a very courageous thing to come to the stage to save the field.

"It's like a good night's sleep until dawn

I can walk and hum a song

With brisk steps..."

Fu Wenyao lowered his head and played the piano seriously.

Playing a song that has not been rehearsed is actually a very big challenge for them, and it challenges their improvisation ability very much.

But fortunately, in popular music, there are time signatures with drum beats, a fixed speed to adjust the rhythm, and matching with appropriate chords.

Moreover, the song "First Dream" is still familiar to everyone, and Fu Wenyao can predict the addition.

Moreover, everyone has been competing for so long and cooperating for so long, and they are already very familiar with each other.

After adjusting the rhythm, Fu Wenyao turned his head to the stage and winked at the others.

306/1, who had just stepped down, froze for a moment, and we also wanted to go on stage.

Fu Wenyao tilted his head: Come up quickly!
You don't understand, you can't stop trying to please Miss Xiaowen!
This is the mastermind behind the school song contest!
More instruments were added.

More people stood on the stage.

Wen Xiaowen walked beside the opponents and old friends of the school song competition who came to the stage to help, holding a microphone in her hand and singing:
"When depressed there is always the palpable weight of loneliness

How eager to understand people lend some warmth to lend a shoulder
nice to go along the way
Our tacit understanding is so long
Through the wind and around the bend

The heart is still connected as usual..."

Wen Xiaowen leaned lightly on Lu Ke's back, then patted his shoulder lightly, Lu Ke's muscles stiffened.

Miss Xiaowen, what do you mean?I don't have such a tacit understanding with you, Qiqi, I have nothing to do with Miss Xiaowen, you have to believe me!

Behind the stage, Riding the Wind and Breaking the Waves Choir also followed onto the stage.

This song was originally prepared by them for the competition, but they did not expect it to be given to Wen Xiaowen.

They sang the chorus loudly and walked onto the stage together:

"The original dream is held tightly in the hand

most wanted place
How can I go back halfway

The first dream will definitely arrive

real desire

Only then can it be counted as having passed through heaven..."

But at this moment, the chorus of the audience could no longer stop.

In the live broadcast room, everyone was stunned.

What the hell?

You are a competition, why do you have the feeling of the final chorus of the Spring Festival Gala?
But, it feels great!

(End of this chapter)