A Young Woman's Heart

"Never mind, if I haven't decided yet, I'll go with that one?"

"Which one?"

"A Funeral Song for Troubles!"

"Oh!" Mo Xueyao immediately pressed the piano keys and started the rhythm.

Although the performance took place in the multimedia hall, the sound could still be heard throughout the school.

Even standing on the street, you can still faintly hear some music.

The security guard, a middle-aged man with a scar on his face, held a thermos filled with goji berries and gently nudged the hard snow with his foot: "Ha..."

Another security guard next to him smiled and looked at him, asking, "What's wrong?"

"It reminds me of when I used to participate in cultural performances here."

"More than a decade has passed in the blink of an eye."

"Yes, more than ten years, how fast time flies."

Li Wanyan finally distributed all the inflatable sticks, but it's unclear how many she actually bought.

You must have spent most of your savings, right?

"Phew, this song...it's so fast!" Mo Xueyao squeezed her throat, which was practically parched. "Cough cough—"

"Little Yaoyao, are you alright?"

"no problem……"

"By the way, our Snow Music Band was originally formed for the purpose of performing outside of school!"

"Wait, wasn't it established because the school was having a competition..." Mo Xueyao said helplessly.

"Eh—is that so?" Hua Yinyin pouted. "No, right? This reason doesn't seem cool at all."

"But that's just how it is..."

"Remember to invite us to your next off-campus performance!"

"Yes!"

"No problem!" Hua Yinyin, this 'excited person,' got more and more excited as she shouted.

Mo Xueyao could sense that her voice was slightly hoarse because she had been letting loose too much.

"Hey everyone, can you wave your inflatable sticks and give them a good thump? This feels way more energetic than clapping!"

"Where is Yinyin from?"

"Me? I'm from the South! Uh-huh, if I have a bit of a Northern accent, it must be because Xiao Yaoyao influenced me!"

"...But I grew up in the South, okay?"

The audience laughed and patted the inflatable sticks. Some people shared theirs with their friends, patted their chairs while hitting them, and some even deliberately patted their own foreheads to make the people around them laugh.

"It's really great to be able to form a band."

“Yes.” Mo Xueyao nodded.

"I'm so happy!" Wang Jiale jumped up and down excitedly.

"Thank you so much, Wanyan, who is also our class monitor, for your support—Lele, is it called support?"

"Um...yes, that's what Tongjue told me, this is what cheering is all about."

"So, thank you very much, Wanyan!"

"We also want to thank all the students in Class 2 of Grade 3!" Mo Xueyao continued.

"Thank you to all the students!" Wang Jiale broadened her gratitude, "Thank you to all the teachers!"

"The Snow Band will always be the Snow Band." Mr. Snow nodded with a smile.

Yu Shu opened her eyes wide and hugged the electronic synthesizer tightly in her arms.

"Next, please listen to the last song!"

"Holy crap, is that it?"

"Sing a few more songs!"

"I really want to sing again, but there might not be enough time..."

"So, please listen!"

"Our—random singing and playing!" Mo Xueyao shouted with a laugh.

"What is that?!"

"A strange song title—"

"One, two, one, two, three!" Mo Zhuyou struck the drumstick hard, then slammed it heavily onto the drumhead.

The intense music has a strong rock and roll vibe.

Yu Shu's electronic synthesizer also added a touch of electronic music effect.

"...Sparrows tangled on the power lines, and cats lurked in the treetops, following their instincts, no matter how many obstacles they faced—"

As soon as Hua Yinyin finished singing that line, everyone opened their mouths and sang along: "I am a cat~"

"You big silly cat!"

"The lyrics written by Yin Yin—" Mo Xueyao muttered helplessly during a break.

"Soaring through the sky, for the road ahead is bright, so rest is no problem—"

"There's no 'because' or 'therefore'!" During the interlude, Hua Yinyin turned around and shouted at Mo Xueyao behind her.

"Oh dear, they're all the same!"

Mr. Xue remained completely unaffected and began his rap section, his lips moving rapidly: "This is our song..."

……

Chapter 131 Surprise Program

(One)

The Snow Music Band's performance was one of the last few acts.

Even after stepping off the stage, the excitement hadn't faded.

Everyone was chatting and laughing as they arranged the instruments backstage.

Suddenly, a chorus of whistles and exclamations erupted from ahead, followed by applause that could practically lift the roof off.

"I think I just heard... someone calling Wen's name?"

“Yes, there’s one from A Qiu too.” Hua Yinyin nodded with certainty, then looked at Mo Xueyao, who had just spoken, “What’s going on?”

"Could it be—" Mo Zhuyou suddenly opened her mouth wide, "Could it be that?"

"Huh?!"

Just then, the students who performed the last show of the New Year's Day cultural performance came down from backstage, and Mo Xueyao and her friends couldn't wait to squeeze up on them.

The heavy curtain was secretly lifted by a corner.

On the stage where they had just stood, stood Ye Wen, dressed in a pure white wedding gown, and Qiu Yi, dressed in a sharp suit.

"Xiaoxue!" To everyone's surprise, Mr. Xue suddenly slipped out and walked briskly behind the two of them.

The two people didn't react, but the big black dog squatting next to them twitched its ears and turned its head to look.

It had a flower wreath around its neck and a flower basket in its mouth.

The yellow and white cat with a well-proportioned body looked over from the other side. It wasn't carrying a flower basket, but it was also wearing a beautiful flower wreath around its neck.

Ye Wen and Qiu Yi then noticed what was happening behind them.

"Hey, Xiaoxue, what brings you up here?"

"How can a wedding be complete without the accompaniment of a suona?" Mr. Xue, with his red lips and white teeth, smiled faintly, picked up the suona in his hand, and continued to push the lively atmosphere up.

If the students might have felt like it was a performance just now, then when the joyous sound of the suona horn rang out, everyone felt that it was truly a formal wedding.

Or rather, it should be the most unique wedding ever.

Since Mr. Xue had already rushed out, Mo Xueyao and the others certainly couldn't fall behind.

However, it was too late to go back and get their instruments, so Mo Xueyao and Mo Zhuyou came empty-handed.

Hua Yinyin's pipa immediately joined Mr. Xue's suona.

Then Wang Jiale played the bass until Mo Xueyao plugged it in, and it finally produced a sound that could be heard by the entire audience.

The deep bass sound added a touch of solemnity and seriousness to the wedding.

Mo Xueyao and Yu Shu simply started playing her shoulder-mounted synthesizer together—each of them had half of it, one side could produce the sound of a guitar, and the other side could produce the sound of an electronic keyboard.

"Hey, what should I do then?" Mo Zhuyou was a little lost, her hands empty.

"Can we use this?" A student from the previous class whispered as he returned from the stage.

"Sure! Please let me borrow it for a moment!"

So, Mo Zhuyou had two sand hammers in her hands. Although they weren't as good as a drum set, at least they could make some sound.

When Taiyin, dressed in a plain white dress, walked onto the stage and handed the flower basket, carried by a large black dog, to the newlyweds, the atmosphere finally reached its peak.

……

(two)

The music gradually stopped.

Because Ye Wen picked up the microphone and coughed lightly twice.

"Ahem! Can you hear me?"

"I can hear it—" Even though it was just a test of the microphone, it received a lot of responses from students.