Chapter 168: I'm Going to Bear You a Baby

And the murderer who caused this situation is still at large, and the school has not used any means at all! The murderer even went to the teaching department the next day to visit Shi Shiran and then Shi Shiran came back, and he also said that whoever dares to touch Qu Jingsen in the future will be the consequence!

These days, the eyes of the male students of the School of Foreign Languages are very different, the cynicism and boycotting behavior are all gone, and a large number of frightened eyes appear with it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info Walking on the road, there will be boys who have lost his things before to say hello to him, how does this taste come about!

Qu Jingsen's admiration for otaku has another layer, even if he doesn't like the things he explained, he pinched his nose and did it.

Strongly disturbed by the beautiful man, there was a large commotion in the audience.

The members of the Steel Celestial Troupe, who danced well, deeply doubted for a moment whether they had shit and didn't wipe their buttocks today, and they made mistakes in a row, taking the wrong position, turning the wrong direction, and jumping the wrong step, and the eight people were on the stage, one end to the east and one to the west, you jumped yours and I danced mine, and they couldn't cooperate at all, like headless flies scurrying around.

According to the rehearsal, here you should raise your legs and shake on the spot, but some people are two beats slower, and some people remember to shake their hands, and the scene is chaotic.

Originally, after three jumps, everyone was supposed to lie down directly to complete a mechanical movement, but someone jumped four times in a row, and it was particularly abrupt among the members who were lying down around.

The overall state was very substandard, unable to complete the dance, did not wait for the last note of the background music "Crow Castle" to finish, and there was a continuous trembling dance did not dance, everyone seemed to have a tacit understanding, bowed and saluted, ended the performance early, and cried off the stage.

Su Linheng didn't know how to go back behind the scenes, his legs were shaking, not only angry, but also a little aggrieved. Yes, I put in so much effort, but I didn't get the results I wanted. One of the members simply wiped away tears.

Su Linheng felt very uncomfortable in his heart, so the dog-headed military advisor patted him on the back of the heart and said, "Brother Heng is fine, we have done our best, it's not our fault." ”

Su Linheng was about to answer, when a person suddenly stood in front of him, and shouted in an extremely exaggerated tone: "The performance is really good! Especially your cooperation, it is so appropriate, it is like a heart rhino, you turn to the left, I turn right, you jump up and I lie forward, it's so funny! It's too humorous! Eh? Aren't you acting in a sketch? I think you are more talented than Guo Degang, I think the party should award you the best funny award." ”

Su Linheng was so angry that he smoked, and said coldly: "Get out, Song Baojun, I can't get a good ranking, but you don't want to win!"

"I don't think it matters if you win or not. Song Baojun shrugged: "The point is that your performance is refreshing and has cured me of facial muscle rigidity for many years." You may not have noticed that one of your classmates was dragged to rescue him, and he was paralyzed by your vivid performance. ”

"Hurry up, get out, I'm afraid I'll be tempted to do it!" said the kobold strategist, rolling up his sleeves.

Looking at Song Baojun's distant back, Su Linheng gritted his teeth and asked, "What happened to that drunk man just now? Which class is it? I must kill him." ”

It wasn't until the student union cadres went to ask Qu Jingsen that the coquettish guy sat down and replied: "Why don't I say hello to my classmates?"

The vultures have their own girls screaming: "Flower boy, I want to have a baby for you!"

The scoring team will score silently in the audience, and will not be announced on the spot, but will only be counted as the standard for awarding at the end of the day. No one knows how low the score of this terrible mechanical dance is.

The curtain was pulled back open, the surrounding light was dim, and the spotlight hit the middle of the stage, and an elegant black grand piano was added.

The host Yan Luohan walked up to the stage, glanced at the newspaper and smiled: "It's a wonderful mechanical dance, which has brought us a rare visual enjoyment." Some people say that life and death are the eternal and unchanging topics of the universe and the philosophy that human beings will always pursue, so please enjoy the piano solo "Requiem" by Song Baojun, a student in the second grade of the Department of Chinese. ”

Hearing this track, everyone was stunned, and the hands that were about to applaud hesitated, and they turned their heads and ears in the audience.

The Requiem is a choral suite in Christian mourning rituals for the dead. The Requiem in the musical sense refers to Mozart's 1791 piece K626, which is also his last work.

The complete set of "Requiem" is divided into eight parts, namely "Chant of Entering the Hall", "Sutra of Mercy", "Sutra of Succession", "Sutra of Consecration", "Sutra of Sainthood", "Sutra of Praise", "Sutra of the Lamb", and "Chant of the Lord".

Depending on the conductor, the Requiem can be as long as it is more than 70 minutes, and the shortest is only 44 minutes.

Is it appropriate to play the "Requiem" in a joyful and unrestrained evening party? Can a piano play a set of repertoire that requires the cooperation of the entire orchestra? Is it up to you to perform the whole party for a length of more than an hour?

Regarding the music chosen by the proud protΓ©gΓ©, Tu Fen had a lot of doubts in his heart. She is not unaware of the difficulty of adapting a work that combines various forms of symphonies and arias into a simple piano performance. She repeatedly planned to ask Song Baojun what the kid thought in person, but in the end she didn't ask anything.

For this grand party, the organizers came up with a lot of gimmicks. A few days ago, Lee Ka Yew, a deaf-mute man who was born deaf and deaf in Singapore, was treated by the Life Science Institute of Cha State University and regained his hearing with the help of hearing aids.

How would a person who had never perceived sound in his life regain his hearing function and listen to hundreds of millions of different sounds in the world? The organizers invited him to participate in the party.

For a while, the audience's reaction was different.

The seats in the School of Business Administration were originally arranged in the back, but Liu Peilong, a wealthy son, changed to the seats in the fourth row in front of him by virtue of his relationship, which was very close to the stage. Invite Yuan Shuang to sit in the front row. The two had a fierce quarrel in the Xiangxiang Pavilion, and finally Liu Peilong knew how to lower his figure, and went to ask Yuan Shuang to reconcile, planning to use the opportunity to enjoy the party to repair their relationship.

The first few programs are generally good, decent, and a party looks like a party. Yuan Shuang sat a little lazily, and suddenly heard the host read out Song Baojun's name, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Frost, what's wrong?" Liu Peilong hurriedly asked the goddess with concern.

"It's fine. Yuan Shuang hurriedly took out his mobile phone and pretended to play with it to hide his inner emotions.

Liu Peilong knew this, shook his head and said: "There are many experts present, and talented people with outstanding talents have already been selected to enter the conservatory. The rest of the students from other majors play musical instruments, which can only be regarded as a hobby and just have fun. ”

"Not necessarily. Yuan Shuang didn't know what to think, so he couldn't help but defend Song Baojun. Although she already knew that Song Baojun was definitely not that material.

Liu Peilong just shook his head, unwilling to argue with the goddess, but the disdain in his eyes was also visible to the blind man.

Another acquaintance is the beautiful sister Yun Qingni.

Sister Yun came to enjoy the party today out of pure boredom, she sat on the left side of the second row, accompanied by a big leader in Chazhou, obviously her identity was not ordinary. After a few boring shows, Sister Yun planned to leave the table early, but now she sat down again, with a very strong interest on her face.

Song Baojun walked on stage wearing the "Dream Bear" costume bought by Liu Xiyue, and the spotlight was immediately projected on his body, black and white, plain and quiet.

At first glance, it looks like the village party secretary preparing to speak at the meeting.

The boys of the School of Mechanical Engineering in the fifteenth row of the west side of the audience had been waiting for a long time, and immediately scolded angrily: "Where did the peasants come from here to pretend to be ghosts!"

"Farmer, your whole family, believe it or not, Lao Tzu killed you?" The otaku brother in the middle of the audience was not to be outdone, and followed and scolded.

"There's a kind of letting the horses come! Who is afraid of whom?"

"Be careful that Lao Tzu beats you like Xu Yanyong's bird!"

Before the show even started, it caused a commotion in the boss, but fortunately, the members of the student council followed up in time to stop the emotional two sides.

Song Baojun patted the microphone in his uniform and said, "Thank you for your sparse applause." Then he sat down on the small stool in front of the piano, raised his fingers lightly, paused, and sat quietly for more than ten seconds.

At this moment, Song Baojun completely fell into the illusory space.

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There is a flash of light in front of the eyes, bright and dark, mainly black, white and gray, no color of light, very monotonous, even worse than color blindness, color blindness can distinguish at least five or six colors. It's as if a person who has watched a color TV for more than 20 years suddenly becomes a black-and-white TV, and the discomfort is particularly strong.

Song Baojun suddenly realized that this was a problem: "Hey, isn't the illusory space a mess where you can only hear sounds? How can I see that there is light? There is light, although it really sucks......

A shadow appeared in front of Song Baojun: "Yes, we only used our thoughts to communicate before, which was so simple and fast, so you don't have any sense of touch in this space." Recently, the amount of ghost energy has increased greatly, and we have decided to upgrade the system of the illusory space with the consent of the leaders, so that everyone can have a sense of light. ”

"You're wasting resources!" Song Baojun said with a smile, "But it feels really better." I can't see you clearly, like shadows. ”

The shadow was blurred at the edges, disembodied, flickering and dark, and the shadows were changing, and it was the voice of the philosophical personality: "Yes, just like in a dream, you feel the process in the dream very really, but you can never remember the face of the person in the dream. If you're strong enough, it's going to be real. Perhaps in the near future, the five senses will arise one after another: sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch. Then a new world will be formed, the ground, the sky, the clouds, the fields, the rivers, the forests, the lakes, the manors, the cows, the sheep, the birds, ......"

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't feel where his feet were, Song Baojun almost jumped up: "Damn, it's too mysterious!"

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~(To be continued.) )