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The lights gradually dimmed, except for the light that hit the center of the ornate stage. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The noise around quickly disappeared, and the spectators in the stadium held their breath.

Su Qin closed his eyes, lowered his head, and exhaled softly.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and plucked the strings with ornate fingering.

When he finished playing the prelude, the people in the gymnasium, whether they were judges or ordinary students, were stunned.

The music in this world is completely different from that on the earth, and the music here is mostly based on classical music, so the guitar is an instrument, everyone has more or less heard of it, or has heard of it, but most of them are classical guitars that can play classical music, folk guitars, everyone rarely sees them, let alone hears them playing, so when Su Qin's piano sounds, everyone is stunned.

But after a while, everyone reacted, so they quickly pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

After a while, the judges sitting in the first row all looked at each other, and there was a bright color in their eyes.

The students sitting in the audience were also bright-eyed, and their excitement was overflowing.

This prelude is so good!

Everyone has this idea in their hearts, especially the students, and this feeling is even stronger in their hearts.

Although the students here have received all kinds of artistic edification since they were children, what drama, what Huangmei Opera, what symphony, what Kunqu Opera, any person who stands up, can say the classic music one, two, three, four, five, but with the gradual increase in age, with the gradual enhancement of everyone's sense of autonomy, with the awakening of everyone's consciousness to dominate their own future, everyone has slowly discovered the fact that those symphonies, those Huangmei Opera, those Peking Opera, those Kunqu Opera, good is definitely good, But, to tell you the truth, you don't really want to hear it!

Although everyone is a college student, the pride of the sky, and the pillar of the future Qin State, everyone's favorite thing to talk about is the unscrupulous yellow talk in the middle of the night, everyone's favorite place to go, or the bar, the music that everyone wants to listen to the most, or the colorful songs that are circulated among the people. The movies that everyone likes to watch are not those art movies that are so philosophical and artistic, everyone actually just wants to see handsome men and beautiful women, and they want to laugh heartlessly!

In a word, those classics, those arts, everyone likes them, but they always feel that they are at a distance from themselves, unable to integrate into their own blood, and unable to resonate with their own lives! Those things, just like the delicacies of the mountains and seas, eat them once in a while, a big supplement, but eat like this every day, but they will regurgitate, in daily life, what everyone wants to eat is still home-cooked side dishes!

Everyone is actually just ordinary people, and what everyone wants is actually just ordinary music!

Therefore, the moment Su Qin's guitar sounded, everyone's hearts were shocked: Wow! That's what we love!

The previous contestants, although they already know from some channels that the scoring criteria of this year's National College Student Campus Singer Contest will change, the scoring criteria are no longer the one that the college teachers liked in the past, but the one of commercial music. But to tell the truth, no one knows what the standard of pop music is, so although everyone is working hard in that direction, no one can achieve the level of Su Qin.

Therefore, everyone's eyes will suddenly appear with excitement.

But all this, Su Qin on the stage didn't know.

At this moment, he concentrated all his attention and spirit, and sang while playing:

"My brother who sleeps on my top bunk,

Silent you. ”

Singing this, everyone present was stunned: "Brother who sleeps on my top bunk, you are silent?" ”

A few students who reacted quickly raised their hands and patted their companions beside them, and smiled slightly, as if to say, "Hey, brother who sleeps on my top bunk, sing you." Su Qin said that you are silent!"

Su Qin's three roommates also came, and the three of them looked at each other and were stunned: "It can't be written about us, right?" Silent? That's supposed to be him!" However, there was one thing in the eyes of the three people who were very sure: "These sentences are really good, better than any song I have heard before, and better than the mother in the candlelight, because this song is singing by myself!" ”

Tonight, Tong Xiaoya also came, and when she heard this, she was so excited that she folded her hands and gently put her palms to her lips: "Guanyin Bodhisattva, please bless my brother Su Qin to win the award tonight!" He sings so well, his songs are so well written, I must bless him with awards! I promise you, as long as he wins the award, tomorrow I will go to Daxiangguo Temple to make a vow! Incense for you! ”

Not far from Tong Xiaoya, Zhang Yuanqing, who had gloomy eyes, suddenly raised his head when he heard this, and his lips trembled a little: "How can it be so good?" How can it sound so good? Such a song seems to ...... Seem..... It seems that it should be the song that the judges want? It's good to listen to, it's good to sing, and it's closely related to our lives........ Hiss...... Don't...... In this way, Su Qin is really likely to win the award! ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing turned his head and looked at each other a few times with several teachers and leaders of Xijing University around him, and everyone's eyes were almost the same as him: "Xijing University can only rely on Su Qin tonight!" ”

The judges sitting in the first row also looked at each other and exchanged a look: It's not bad, the melody is very good. This...... It seems like the music we've been looking for!

As a result, everyone is looking forward to Su Qin's next singing.

"The questions you asked me,

No one asks anymore.

Give me the brother who smokes,

Give me a happy past.

You always can't guess the coin in my hand,

Shaking his head and saying it was too mysterious. ”

When he sang here, Su Qin stopped singing, he lowered his head, and concentrated on sweeping the guitar chords in his hand.

The melody of this song is not complicated, the lyrics are very simple, and the most important thing is that it is closely related to many people here - quietly ask me questions, give me cigarettes, guess the coins in my hand - none of the boys here have done these things, which one has not experienced them, so, just once, the things described in this song have been awakened from everyone's minds.

Most of the students who came here tonight, except for some of the students in the contestants' classes, are students who are about to graduate in July.

Because this campus singer contest is the last large-scale event that everyone can participate in their college career, many seniors will take a little time out of their busy schedules to participate.

"Brother who sleeps on my top bunk!"

Thinking of this, many boys couldn't help but look not far away, looking for their brothers in the crowd, and after finding them, they looked at each other and smiled.

If the other party is next to them, they can't help but reach out and pat each other.

Li Xiaoyong was one such student, he closed his eyes, let out a long breath, and then, he opened them, turned his head to look at his roommate sitting next to him, his brother on the upper bunk.

In the past four years, it has not been easy for him, if it weren't for the silent help of the brothers around him, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on to it now, so, after listening to Su Qin's song, his tears flowed out involuntarily, and it took him a lot of effort to barely control it, he turned his head to look at his brother on the upper bunk, he opened his mouth, wanted to say something, wanted to say thank you brother, but before he could speak, his eyes turned uncontrollably red again, and his nose was very sore.

The brother sitting next to him smiled, stretched out his hand, and put his arm around his shoulder.

"Okay, don't say anything, as long as you remember that we are brothers, and I am a good brother who sleeps on your top bunk, that's fine."

Li Xiaoyong nodded heavily, and the tears finally couldn't be controlled anymore, and they flowed down in an uproar.

Even the judges sitting in the first row were full of emotions, and many people were reminded of these simple words and melodies: "Alas, my brother who slept on my top bunk, where are you now!" ”

At this time, everyone was attracted by Su Qin's singing, so at this time, no one paid attention to whether Su Qin's singing was good or not, and whether the songs he wrote were excellent or not.

Even the judges forgot to analyze and judge Su Qin's singing, everyone didn't discuss each other's singing and performance in twos and threes like in the previous competition, and everyone didn't think about the scoring, everyone's hearts were infected by that emotion, as if they had returned to the past, to the past, and to the bits and pieces of living with the upper bunk of the university.

After a while, Su Qin raised his head and continued to sing:

Your letters are being written more and more politely

You don't say a word about love

You say you have a lot of friends now

but they were no longer grieved over those things

Brother who sleeps on my top bunk

Sleep in my lonely memories

The girl you always talk about in those days

Whether or not she gave you her headband

You say whenever you look back at the sunset red

Whenever you hear the evening bell again

The bits and pieces of the past will spring up

In your heart that you don't have time to be sad

You asked me when I could go back together

Take a look at our dorms and our past

The words you carved into the wall are still legible

Since then, no one has been able to wipe it off

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