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The five-year celebration show of the No. 2 Foreign Language High School officially began.

There were many off-campus guests who came to the scene, and the leaders of the education system at all levels, the school leaders of the North No. 2 Foreign School, and the school leaders of the No. 2 Foreign School sat in two rows under the stage.

As soon as it began, it was instantly dark in the auditorium, and only the lights on the stage were on.

The hosts of this show were all invited from the Beijing Broadcasting, and a total of four came, and the formation was quite strong.

After the host's opening speech, the whole show kicked off.

The first program was the opening dance, and Teacher Pi Xiuling, who was sent by the art troupe to guide the students to dance, was also present, standing on the side of the stage, together with Li Zhifan, Zhang Yao, and Ye Bei.

After participating in the rehearsal for so long, it was the first time I met her.

Zhang Yao's mouth was fast, and as soon as he came up, he shouted cordially: "Teacher Pi, you rehearsed this dance, right?"

Pi Xiuling smiled proudly, "Yes, it only took two afternoons, but the children have spirituality and perform very well." ”

After all, the actors on the stage are all students, and the dancing is not very professional, those who have the skills all jump out alone to lead the dance in front, and the other students run around in the back, squat down and pose after standing still, and then get up and run to another place.

After the opening dance and when the students left the stage, the two hosts took the stage again and introduced the excellent deeds of Yitong School in the past five years, and then it was time for the school song to sing together.

Li Zhifan and the three of them don't need to go on stage, they just sit on the side of the stage to accompany, although the combination of the three people looks a little monotonous, but it doesn't feel empty on the scene.

The four students who lead the singing are all in the third year of high school, and they have passed the period of voice change, and the taste of singing has also become mature, and the voice of one of the boys even has a unique recognition.

The program was carried out in groups, and soon came to the first recitation program.

More than a dozen teachers stood on the stage, uniformly dressed in professional suits, and began to recite in unison along with "Piano Music of the Night".

Offstage.

The leaders nodded their heads.

"Yes! The teachers of the No. 2 Foreign School are in good spirits!"

"This program is well arranged, the teachers have worked hard, and these recitations are really well written!"

"Haha, this is the handwriting of Vice Principal Tong Wenyu, she has served as a doctoral supervisor in the second foreign school, she is young and full of talent, and she is really digging the right person!"

"It turned out to be written by Wen Yu, no wonder! Back then, she was a famous scholar in the second year, I originally thought that she would choose to go abroad for further study, but I didn't expect to stay in school for nearly ten years, and the more she worked, the more she became more and more different!"

"By the way, the soundtrack of this recitation is also good, it's quite appropriate!"

"Huh...... It's really good, I heard that this time it was the Chaoyang Art Troupe who came to help, and their strength is famous!"

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Tableside.

Li Zhifan was playing while chatting with Pi Xiuling beside him, but he was not distracted.

After all, he has played this "Piano Song of the Night" countless times, and with the blessing of the plug-in, he can almost come with his eyes closed.

"Xiao Li, your piano skills are really good, how many years have I learned from you?" Pi Xiuling looked at Li Zhifan's skillful skills and couldn't help but ask.

Li Zhifan smiled indifferently: "A few years ago, I signed up for an interest class when I was a child, but I officially started learning it when I got to college!"

"College has just begun?"

Pi Xiuling was surprised, "Then you are really a genius! It's rare for someone to be able to play like this after a few years of study!"

"There are so many wizards, I'm nothing!"

Li Zhifan said modestly.

Pi Xiuling smiled: "Xiao Li, you are also a talent, you have high skills in your hands, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Uh......"

Li Zhifan remembered Zhou Ke, Pi Xiuling was the teacher of their dance team, so he didn't know how to answer this question for a while, so he lowered his head and played the piano seriously, pretending not to hear.

But Pi Xiuling didn't give up, and continued: "Look at you like this, do you want me to introduce you to one? There are so many beautiful girls in our dance team, are there any of you who have opened them?"

"Teacher Pi, I won't bother you!"

Li Zhifan saw that he couldn't hide, so he had to refuse with a wry smile, "Let's perform now, let's talk about it later!"

At this time, Zhang Yao came up with a smile: "Teacher Pi, don't mix it, Zhifan has already fought with Zhou Ke, don't you know?"

"Ahh

Pi Xiuling made a fuss, I don't know what she remembered, and she couldn't help but be happy in an instant, "Haha, I said why is that Nizi so happy recently, it turned out to be ...... Hey, okay, okay, I won't mix with you young people!"

Li Zhifan was very speechless, Zhang Yao's big mouth, sooner or later he would be shaken out of his own little things, it seems that he will have to hide him as much as possible in the future, especially in the matter of celebrity chat groups and grabbing red envelopes, he must not be let know.

The performance continued, and the singing of the two groups and the recitation of the graduating students ended in turn.

Only the soundtrack of the last poem recitation remains, and Li Zhifan's work today is complete.

The junior high school student, although he was only wearing a school uniform, was full of vigor when he stood on the stage and said: "I am Gao Yuheng in the third class of junior high school, and I will bring you a poem to recite, the name is "A Poem Dedicated to the Second Foreign High School"!"

The audience burst into applause.

In the audience, Gao Rui, the director of the Beijing Literature and Art Channel, who had just finished his work at hand, began to applaud excitedly before he could sit down, and happily said to other parents next to him: "This is my son, haha, this is my son!"

At the same time, he also turned on the video recording function of his mobile phone to film his son's performance.

The soundtrack sounded, Gao Yuheng was full of emotion, and he recited in a subdued tone, and his hands and feet moved from time to time.

Gao Rui in the audience listened and listened, but involuntarily ignored his son's recitation, and was attracted by the soundtrack instead.

This music is so beautiful!

Gao Rui took out another mobile phone, opened a music software, and searched for it using the function of listening to music and recognizing music.

But until his son finished reciting, he didn't find out what the music was called.

At that moment, Gao Rui couldn't wait to get up from his seat and run towards the side of the stage.

Gao Yuheng just got off the stage, and he was proud, plus the praise of several teachers around him, he was even more proud, and when he saw his father running from afar, he immediately shouted excitedly: "Dad, Dad, I'm here!"

"Son!"

Gao Rui walked over from afar, but his first sentence was not to care about his son, but to ask, "What is the name of the soundtrack for your poem recitation?"

Gao Yuheng pointed to Li Zhifan: "It was played by Mr. Li, and he wrote it himself!"

Gao Rui was stunned for a moment, looked up at Li Zhifan, and Li Zhifan also saw him, and came up with a smile: "Director Gao, such a coincidence! I didn't expect Yuheng to be your son!"

"Li Zhifan?"

Gao Rui thought he was dazzled, but when he thought about it again, he didn't believe it to others, but if he wanted to say that this music was written by Li Zhifan, he really believed it!