Just as Zhao Yang knew that Bao Shiyi's program had actually been primary, the first thought that came to his heart was a shady scene, and other people who learned the news were instantly refreshed.

One Zhao Yang fell, and thousands of Zhao Yang stood up behind him.

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The righteous little angel in their hearts waved the little red flag in their hands, eager to come directly to a demonstration.

Come and help us make headlines together, and we must expose this shady scene.

"Refuse the shady, and return the music to a pure sky!"

"There's no shady music!"

Countless people shouted from the bottom of their hearts that they must break this vile, shameless, dirty and ugly world!

And so—

"Eleven, you're so good, our class show is over yours. ”

"I knew that Eleven you would succeed. ”

"I heard that during the primary, someone listened to you sing, and they cried so hard that they almost broke down, which is amazing. ”

……

Bao Shiyi had a smile on his face, waved his hand modestly, and said, "No, no, I have won the prize." ”

Xu Wanqing looked at Bao Shiyi and fell into confusion, really confused and confused.

But Bao 11 can pass the primary election, this is the strength.

When she thought of the word strength, Xu Wanqing was confused again, and felt that the musical aesthetics she had been building had collapsed.

"Eleven, I'm sorry, I was worried that you wouldn't be selected, so I advised you not to sign up. ”

"It's okay, I know that there are many people who are jealous of my music, and without me, there is one less competitor, and I can understand it, human nature, human nature. ”

Xu Wanqing hurriedly said: "No, no, I'm not jealous, I'm just-"

Can't understand your music.

……

The freshman party was held on the evening of September 25th.

Many people who know the truth are waiting for this day, because they really want to listen to Bao Eleven's music again.

Is it shady, or shady!

By the time the party begins, the answer will be revealed.

At six o'clock in the evening, the party started on time.

The huge auditorium was full of students, and it was very lively, and it was not until the leaders finished their long speeches that the program really began.

Zhao Yang sat under the stage, looking at the wonderful programs on the stage, but deep down he was sneering.

Pack Eleven, you think you're going to be able to bring me to my knees like that.

When you are embarrassed in front of the whole school, that is the moment of Zhao Yang's victory.

The world of music must not be allowed to be tarnished by you, a six-fingered monster.

……

Whether you know Bao Eleven's music or not, it can be said that many people at the scene are looking forward to Bao Eleven's program.

You must know that Bao 11 is a legend of Chengnan High School.

The representative of the real new century school bully, who has won the top prize, can write fairy tales, and beat the instructor, the most important thing is that he can't lose his appearance and get the eldest aunt.

Not only the school leaders came to the scene, but even the program team of Liucheng TV came to shoot.

You must know that the annual freshman party of Chengnan High School is very exciting, and it is reported by local TV stations.

Reporters also know Bao 11, the best news material for the 38 serials.

They are also all waiting for the penultimate show.

……

Backstage, Bao Yiyi washed white blue jeans, revealing a white shirt inside, very old canvas sneakers, a guitar, and the whole dress was really shabby compared to other show performers.

However, relying on appearance determines everything, tall and handsome faces, are still the focus.

"Short-lived ghost, come on, be sure to pay attention to your expression. ”

"Come on, come on, try it first, right to melancholy, sad, eyes to be blurred, desperate, painful, sad with a hint of stubbornness, strong, not right......"

"No, it should be sad but charming, melancholy but painful, and the eyes a little more misty. ”

Bao Shiyi squinted his eyes, opened his eyes and closed them for a long time, following what the system said to find confusion, sadness, despair, pain and stubborn eyes.

In the end, Bao Shiyi roared angrily and roared: "You TM come to demonstrate!"

"What is it called, blurry, sad, desperate, painful and stubborn eyes, you TM to show me!"

The system saw that Bao Shiyi was angry, and said in surprise: "Yes, yes, this kind of anger, anger from the heart should also be there, you should have a little anger in your heart in loneliness and despair, and you should be angry with this cold world." ”

"Get out!"

Even though Bao Eleven was angry, the system still didn't forget to tell the last, "It's best to cry out, you must know that you can move others before you can move yourself." ”

"Bao Eleven, the next show is up to you, hurry up and prepare. ”

……

The host of the party began to announce the curtain, "I believe we have all heard a fairy tale called "The Little Match Girl" in the story of the little girl lighting the match and longing for warmth, the story of the story moved us a lot, when the story is sung in music, what will it be like? The author of the following story, Bao Shiyi, will bring his original song "Match Heaven". ”

The applause at the scene was thunderous and the cheers were endless.

It's an original song!

"Match Heaven" tells the story of "The Little Match Girl"?

What kind of song?

When the reporters heard the host's speech, their eyes lit up, and they looked at Bao Shiyi who walked on the stage, like a delicious prey found, with green light in his eyes.

The students were looking forward to it, and many bold female students shouted directly, "Bao Eleven, I love you!"

"Eleven, come on!"

Zhao Yang pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "The time has come to be embarrassed." ”

……

I have to say that Bao Shiyi's simple and simple appearance is really a clear stream.

Bao Shiyi sat on the chair prepared by the staff, with a microphone stand in front of him, adjusted his posture and did not start with too many words.

"Come on, come on, come on short-lived ghost, your life is in your own hands, sing your life height. ”

"I'm optimistic about you!"

"Just don't drop the chain!"

Bao 11 lowered the microphone to his mouth, and when he was ready, he pressed the strings with one hand and put the other hand on the case.

The hands are white, and the eleven fingers are slender.

Then the right hand nimbly plucks the guitar strings, and then a series of beautiful guitar chords slowly come out.

Hearing this clean chord prelude played on the acoustic guitar, Zhao Yang immediately froze.

The chords are simple, the lines are clear and the melody is melancholy, like a narration at the beginning of the story.

……

After the prelude, Bao Shiyi closed his eyes directly, his voice was slightly low, his throat was processed, and he sang: "Walking in the cold and snowy night sky, selling matches to feed my dreams." ”

The crisp voice, accompanied by the crisp guitar sound, exudes that helplessness and sadness.

It was the first sentence of this opening that Bao Shiyi cried.

I was really moved to tears.

The system said in surprise: "Wow, short-lived ghost, you are so powerful, you cried at the beginning." ”

……

Whining...... Hearing my voice, I want to cry!

For the first time, I found out that I sang so beautifully!

The next moment, Bao Shiyi's tears rained down.