Just when Ye Tian was making temporary preparations, Sun Zhihao's performance ended in the last note, followed by warm applause from the audience, especially in a certain area of the audience, and there were waves of cheers, no need to guess, this is definitely the students of Wen 15, at this moment they really realized what it means to be honored.

Inside the leadership seat

"Director Zhou, this is the teacher of your history research team."

"Well, yes, it's a big talent in our history group, named Sun Zhihao"

"Oh, I'm a little impressed when you say that, I remember that I won an award on behalf of the school in the provincial teachers' art show."

"Yes, Xiao Sun is better at gourd silk"

"Well, yes, our teachers should indeed improve their literary and artistic quality."

"I've heard this song on TV, and Xiao Sun is not bad at all."

......

Sun Zhihao bowed and retreated from the stage, naturally not knowing that the school leaders were silently discussing him at this time, but in any case, his performance was perfect, a tactful and melodious phoenix tail song under the moonlight not only made the students feel the unique charm of Chinese famous songs, but also deepened the impression of the leaders on him.

Mu Li glanced at Ye Tian, who was still writing hard with his head down in the corner, stomped his feet, and could only go to the stage first.

"I believe everyone has been conquered by Mr. Sun's superb performance, this phoenix tail song under the moonlight is sincere, the rhythm is tactful, like a trickle quietly flowing in the heart of each of us, so when we hear a deep and frustrated love song at this time, what kind of changes will occur in the mood? Okay, let's welcome Hu Xianxu, a student from the 35th class of science, to bring us the song Lonely Sandbar Cold. ”

Taking advantage of the performance time, Mu Li immediately came to the backstage and asked anxiously, "Ye Tian, hasn't he come up with a way yet?"

"I don't know, boss, he doesn't know what he's writing, and he doesn't know what he's doing?"

"Alas, it looks like we have to wait"

Time always flies by when people need it most, and when Mu Li returns his attention to Wu Taishang again, Hu Xianxu's performance is nearing the end.

"Still picking up all the cold branches and refusing to rest, with a slight regret"

"Who should I miss on the lonely sandbar......

In Hu Xianxu's hoarse and affectionate voice, the music ended slowly, and the audience outside the backstage looked happy and gave Hu Xianxu the warmest applause, but there was a different scene in the backstage, and many of the people were sad on their faces, because they knew that after the song ended, it was a Hanfu solo, and it was also the last program of the party, but now there are still 15 minutes from the normal end time.

"Why don't I go on stage for a while?"

"Now it seems that this is the only way to do, Mu Li, you can just talk a little, anyway, you can delay it for a while."

Mu Li nodded, and was about to walk towards the stage

"No, I'm ready"

A familiar and surprised voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Mu Li, who was excited in his heart, turned around and looked back, sure enough, it was the young man with a shallow smile on his face at all times, it seemed that he could always stand up when others needed help the most, and he could always turn the whole situation around at the last second.

"Boss, you've got a way!"

Ye Tian smiled slightly and nodded: "Don't worry, everything has me"

"Ye Tian, what exactly have you prepared, so confident?" Mu Li, who walked to his side, asked curiously

"Haha, the mountain people have their own tricks, you guys are ready to appreciate it"

"Okay, Mu Li, this is the temporary hosting draft I just wrote, you go up and read it first, and I have to explain it to the music department"

"Uh-huh!"

"Dear students, respected teachers, time has come to this moment, our New Year's Day party is about to come to an end, I believe that every program tonight will leave a deep and unique impression on everyone, but in this dreamy night, we are not only satisfied with this, our purpose is to draw the most perfect end to everyone's high school career, and leave the most unforgettable memory for the first New Year's Day party of our alma mater, so next, let us welcome the planner of the New Year's Day party with the warmest applause...”

Mu Li, who was reading the manuscript, suddenly paused, and after confirming that he was not mistaken, he continued with some uncertainty, "Bring the song and hate the song"

Mu Li hurriedly retreated from the stage, because she wanted to ask Ye Tian what was going on, and at this time, there was already a burst of discussion under the stage.

"What kind of show is this? The song is a long hateful song, have any of you heard it?"

"That is to say, it can't be that the host is mispronounced, it should be a poem recitation of a long hatred song."

"That's interesting, I'm really looking forward to this show."

......

Not only were the students talking curiously, but the teachers' area was also talking

"Hey, does anyone know what kind of song this is, is it a song that is hated by this and not hated by the other?" asked a teacher with a gray olive hat looking around

"Haha, I should ask them about teaching languages."

"That's right, Mr. Wan, have you ever heard this song and hated it?"

"Mr. Zhang, I haven't heard of it either."

"Could it be the nature of the 'water tune song head' sung with Faye Wong, that is, to compose ancient poems?"

"Well, what Mr. Pan said makes some sense, but I've been teaching Chinese for so many years, and I haven't heard of anyone composing the song of long hatred, otherwise how easy it would be for us to let the students listen to the song by themselves."

"Hahahaha, what Mr. Wan said makes sense, I have taught Chinese for so many years, and students say that Su Shi's 'Water Tune Song Head' is the best of all the long ancient poems, and when I ask why, they say that they will remember it all after listening to the song twice, and they can't forget it."

......

Just when everyone was still speculating and discussing, a magnificent background music suddenly sounded, and at the same time, the lights in the entire canteen were instantly extinguished, and only a trace of light remained on the stage.

Everyone was shocked by the sudden change in the light of the vocal music, and suddenly all fell silent, and the entire cafeteria was silent, and everyone waited with bated breath for the next display.

On the dimly lit stage, there was a faint humming sound, and although everyone couldn't hear the meaning, they could hear that it was a humming tune, which was very pleasant to the ear before hearing it.

Then the sound of humming gradually rose, and everyone's emotions and eyes were all attracted by this repeated humming tune, and many people had even hummed along in their hearts, and the melody of humming was repeated twice, as if the purpose was to make everyone remember and even hum along with this tune.

Finally, the lights turned on, a figure appeared, and a voice rang out.

As soon as he opened his mouth, all the students in China were familiar with the sentence "The Emperor of the Han Dynasty was heavy on color and thought of the country", and before everyone could savor this familiar poem and unique tune, the voice continued to sound.

"Yuyu can't ask for it for many years"

"The Yang family has a girl who has just grown up"

"Raised in the depths of the boudoir unknown to the unknown"

"It's hard to give up on being beautiful"

"Once on the King's Side"

"Looking back and smiling"

"Rokunomiya Fandel has no color"

"Spring Cold Bathing Huaqing Pond"

"Hot Spring Water Slippery Cream"

......

Ye Tian's ethereal and sincere voice echoed in the sky above the entire stage, and the tactful and simple tune continued to linger in everyone's hearts, and gradually, some voices began to sing along in the audience, as if this music that had never been heard before had a magic that could inspire everyone's resonance.

"Yurong is lonely and tears are dry"

"Pear blossoms bring rain in spring"

......

When the whole poem or the whole song came to the middle part, the voice of the audience singing along was getting louder and louder, and even many teachers were infected to sing along.

This can be said to be a song that everyone knows the lyrics of, how many people have recited this poem one by one in order to remember it, but at this time, when they heard the musical version of this poem, when they sang it instead of reciting it, many people really understood Bai Juyi's tangled state of mind when he wrote this famous poem through the ages, and experienced the love of Tang Xuanzong and Yang Guifei who had debated for thousands of years.

And when the song came to the last part, the audience had already sounded a neat and emotional chorus, whether it was the principal Wang Jianjian, or Mu Li, Wang Hui, these backstage staff, or the performers of other programs, without exception, they all joined the wave of this chorus.

"I wish to be a winged bird in heaven~"

"In the ground, I would like to be a branch of Lian Li~"

"The days are long and sometimes the end~"

"This hatred lasts forever~"

After Ye Tian finished singing, he held the microphone tightly with both hands, and he didn't open his eyes for a long time, he didn't dare to move, or even take a big breath, because he was still immersed in the feelings contained in that song and couldn't extricate himself.

In his mind, the brilliant prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, the wanton rivers and lakes of the literati, the love of kings under Ma Weipo, the chaotic smoke of the Anshi Rebellion, and the tireless composition of the old man Wang Zhiyang on the sickbed, these scenes continue to emerge one by one.

He never thought that when he really expressed this song he heard from the classic chant show in his previous life, it would be so heart-wrenching and sad.

Everyone in the audience also looked incredible, and when they felt that the song was over, they realized that they had actually sung along with the whole song!

Many girls even wiped the corners of their eyes, they don't know why, when they first recited this poem, they didn't have such an irrepressible sense of sadness, they just took it as a learning task and did it hastily, but after hearing this song of long hatred that was composed today, they seemed to really understand the word long hate.

When Ye Tian adjusted his mood and bent down to salute, the audience suddenly burst into bursts of applause, and when his figure had disappeared from the stage, the applause did not weaken in the slightest.

......

When the principal's speech ended and Ye Tian and Mu Li jointly announced the end, everyone knew in their hearts that this temporary and hastily planned New Year's Day party had been satisfied by everyone.

If the first 135 minutes made the party a success, then the last 15 minutes of the chorus completely sublimated the party, giving an ordinary entertainment party the connotation and mission of inheriting history and culture and innovating the essence of tradition.