"Then Yang Qingfeng, can you sing a song?"

Yang Qingfeng became more and more helpless in his heart, he just said that he still has the status of a soldier, and he himself said that filming advertisements is just a whim, why do these people always treat him as an artist?

"This thing..."

The school has also thought of this for everyone, and the backstage has already prepared some singing equipment. ”

Next, let's listen to Yang Qingfeng's singing. ”

After the Wen sisters finished speaking, they hurriedly flashed.

They have laughed into two hundred pounds of fat people in their hearts, but it is really hard to pretend that nothing has happened.

The students in the venue were very 'dedicated', and immediately took out their mobile phones and turned on their flashlights.

Looking at Yang Qingfeng's position, there is still a feeling of holding a concert.

In the villa, Xia Yanni and others gritted their teeth.

"What did we say before he left?"

"Seeing that he is so happy, maybe he would have thrown our words into some small corner. ”

If Yang Qingfeng heard it, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood.

He must catch Lu Lu and ask where he can see that he is not happy.

"It's so vain, we've said it so many times!"

On the other side, the stage is ready.

Not only the equipment, but also the drummers, guitarists, and so on.

Seeing this situation, Yang Qingfeng also knew that he couldn't hide.

"What song do you want to hear? I'll tell you in advance, I've been to KTV and sang once!"

The students in the venue naturally didn't believe it, and the girls in the villa turned over the vinegar jar.

"He actually went to KTV to sing!"

"I asked him out and he said he didn't like it! I thought he had never been!"

"I've known him for so long and I've never heard him sing. Several times I asked him to sing, but he didn't want to!"

"No, shouldn't we be investigating who he sang with?"

"Yes, as long as we find out who sang with him, we will have a reason to force him to go with us again!"

Suddenly, a melodious singing voice sounded from a corner.

"You're my marshmallow, my dream—"

With a familiar rhythm and a pleasant voice, the girls looked at Chu Xian'er's hand.

"Xian'er, when did you go to sing?"

"It's pretty good. ”

"You're singing now, it's..."

Yang Qingfeng's voice came out after Chu Xian'er's voice, and the eyes of the women looking at Chu Xian'er were about to be murderous.

No, it should be said that it is jealousy.

"It's you!"

"Xian'er, Xian'er, our sisters see you as the most honest, it turns out that you are the most dishonest one!"

"Not only secretly went to sing with Aomine, but also secretly went out with him!"

Thinking of all the previous things, Xia Yan Ni was angry from his heart, and the evil was born to the side of his guts, and he jumped up and knocked Chu Xian'er down.

After the other girls were unwilling, Chu Xian'er, who was proud, was pressed to the bottom of the mountain.

"Ahh

"Don't listen to her explanation, reach out and tickle her!"

......

How could the students listen to Yang Qingfeng's explanation, and each shouted their own songs that they wanted Yang Qingfeng to sing, and their voices were louder than one another.

In the back, those voices converged into three waves of sound like a heavenly river.

The Wen sisters, with red faces, walked out of the curtain at the right time.

"Everyone, be quiet. ”

"We've heard you all. Let's ask Yang Qingfeng about his wishes. Yang Qingfeng, which of these three songs do you want to sing?"

Yang Qingfeng didn't think much about it and shook his head.

"I suddenly felt something, I thought of some lyrics, as for composing, I haven't learned, but I should sing it tenderly, and everyone should be bored and happy. ”

His voice doesn't seem to be as close as it used to be, but it also seems to be far away.

With a strong personal emotion, the venue immediately became much quieter.

And slowly, more and more quietly.

In the villa, the seventh girl quickly got up, sat in front of the TV, and looked at Yang Qingfeng nervously.

The tuners behind Yang Qingfeng looked at each other.

What do they do now? Just stand up there and watch the play?

Yang Qingfeng closed his eyes and pondered, and a distant voice like a Dao sound came from the sky.

That voice makes people enlightened.

The sound of the entire arena died down, and everyone's eyes slowly closed.

Get the sound of the distance, from far to near, sometimes high and sometimes low.

It's like an invisible hand, which will be overwhelmed by the fast-paced life, and slowly smooth it out.

Everyone thought about why they came and the bitterness and happiness they suffered along the way.

Whether it is sad or happy, it is mixed together and turned into mellow wine.

At the top of people's emotions, Yang Qingfeng's voice finally appeared.

"The vast starry sky, the beautiful mountains and rivers,...."

His voice was not abrupt.

Everyone's thoughts, in his sometimes steady and deep voice, recalled the ordinary but precious afternoon.

In his rapid and agitated high-pitched voice, he recalled that he had overcome obstacles and advanced bravely, just to become a better version of himself.

In his melancholy and confused voice, he recalled all kinds of confusion and doubts brought to him by feelings, family affection, or strangers.

Just as they began to fall into the fog and couldn't extricate themselves, Yang Qingfeng's voice was high-pitched again.

There is no torrent bravery, no bloody wind and rain, only indifference and self-confidence that see through everything.

"I ,.... from Heaven"

After singing a song, the venue was silent for a long time.

In the villa, the women were full of tears, and they felt as if they knew Yang Qingfeng very well.

Yang Qingfeng is their favorite and favorite person.

It will give them the best sense of security in the world, and they will do everything for them, and of course they will do the same.

At this time, they found that in their hearts, Yang Qingfeng, who had always been a giant, was also confused and sad.

"Woo-woo-"

"Aomine is so pitiful!"

"I want to hug him now. ”

......

"Thank you, classmate Yang Qingfeng, the ancients said that the sound of the avenue will go around the beam for three days. The voice of Yang Qingfeng will not only always surround the grass and trees of our Beijing University, but also become the voice of the whole society with the growth of our students in Beijing. ”

"I am here to ask the university to pass on this song as the new school song of our school, so that every new student who enters our Jingcheng University can feel our spirit from it. ”

In the silent venue, the sound is like the sound of ants nesting countless times larger.

Sparse and sparse, twitter-

In the end, they merged into two, two words that everyone shouted with all their strength.

"Yes!"

Zeng Xiaohui, who has been paying attention to this side, will naturally not miss this opportunity.

He was still thinking about how to buy the copyright of this song just now!