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"Bloodstained demeanor!" More than forty classmates shouted in unison, allowing themselves to vent a little.

Liu Junlin looked at his classmates, clapped his hands, and everyone yelled in unison; "Come on!"

In front of everyone's eyes, the tension that had just begun had been swept away, and everyone felt that they were full of strength, and even felt that there was something in their bones, and they were jumping excitedly.

Cocking up his fingers, he bent them down one by one, and the three numbers counted down to the gymnasium, and the gymnasium was quiet for a while.

The sound of accompaniment music began to sound, followed by the male voice: "Ahhh Ahh

completely applies the arrangement of Anita Mui's version in the previous life, and the whole arrangement is majestic, and a sense of iron-blooded tenderness is coming.

After two consecutive aria-like chantings, Liu Junlin opened his eyes and gave a thumbs up to his classmates.

The music gradually becomes a little mournful, tear-jerking, and inaudible.

"Maybe I say goodbye and will never come back, do you understand, do you understand!" At the beginning of the chorus, perhaps a little nervous, the emotional color is not very abundant.

However, it was quickly adjusted, and under the command of Liu Junlin, the students quickly returned to the level, and it was just a time for a lyric.

"Maybe I fall and will never get up again, do you have to look forward to it forever!"

The people at the scene began to quiet down, Liu Junlin closed his eyes, and gradually immersed his emotions in the music, and the pictures of the Western Expedition movie kept flashing in his mind, as well as the martyrs who fell in history in the previous life, and finally fell on the broken military flag and the corpses of the soldiers below.

The mournful music gradually became high-spirited, and the soulful voices contained firm beliefs, consolation to the family, and love for the motherland.

"If so, don't be sad, the flag of the republic has our blood-stained demeanor!"

The students wrapped their arms around each other, their bodies began to move slowly from side to side, their eyes closed, and they immersed themselves in the images of the movies and songs brewing.

The song spread out of the stage, spreading out in all directions, echoing through the stadium.

The voices of the classmates became more and more confident, they fully believed in the energy of this song, and they had fully integrated their feelings into it, just like Liu Junlin said, forget the performance, forget the ranking, forget everything, and think that they want to sing a song to the martyrs.

In addition to their songs, they are all quiet, and even if the leaves fall on the ground, they must be careful not to destroy the song that contains feelings and strength.

Yu Ziyu suddenly felt that her nose was sour, her eyes began to become moist, and her eyes gradually blurred.

Even if so many people sang together, they could still clearly distinguish his voice, very firm and affectionate, but when you think of the rumors of the school during this time, you can think of how much pressure he was under, but he succeeded.

Yu Ziyu really wanted to stand up and ask the people in front of him who should get down, who should get down?

Tang Guodong, who was sitting in the front row, had straightened up and looked at the young people on the stage intently.

The first stanza is over, and the aria resumes: "Ah... Ahh Ah...", in the masculinity of the male voice, there is a little more tenderness of the female voice, which makes people's hearts and livers tremble.

The scene became quieter and quieter, and even the heartbeats of people nearby could be heard, even if someone wanted to make trouble, but looking at the unceremonious eyes of the people in front of them, they immediately settled down.

"Maybe my eyes can no longer be opened, do you understand my silent feelings!"

"Maybe I will sleep forever and never wake up again, do you believe that I have turned into a mountain range!"

Whether it is the voice, the lyrics, or the feelings contained in the singer, the more brilliant the performance, the stronger the impact becomes.

The singers' emotions have accumulated to the peak, even if the strongest singing group, the performance will not be better than them, although they are still young, the voice conditions are not good enough, there are no singing skills, but the love is naturally strong in the depths.

"If so, don't be sad, the soil of the republic has the love we give!"

From the big screen, you can clearly see that the expressions of each student are very clear, not like they are singing, but like they are doing a sacred thing.

The final chorus arrived, one chant and three sighs, and after several times in a row, the feelings contained in the song were finally compressed to the extreme, until they finally broke out together.

"Bloodstained wind...... Pick......! ”

In the agitated drumbeat, the music stopped abruptly, but the sound gradually subsided, Liu Junlin slowly put away his command movements, and his fists were clenched together.

The classmates looked at him quietly, with all kinds of emotions of amazement, admiration, envy, and jealousy in their eyes, no matter what, they brought a good start to their high school life.

The audience below is watching them, the crowd is bustling in the gymnasium, silent, everyone needs time, to taste the emotions and rippling heroism contained in it, belonging to the romance of the military.

It took a few minutes for the host to come up to the stage: "I'm sorry, my heart is immersed in the singing, the singing of the 38th class just now reminds me of my grandmother, my grandfather died in the war, leaving my grandma alone with my dad to grow up, if she hears this song, she will definitely like it, thank you!" After speaking, he bowed to Liu Junlin and them.

"Indeed, we were just backstage and cried when we saw him, and now we will give us warm applause to bring us such a good performance from Liu Junlin and his 38th class!"

There was no sound other than applause, no applause, no shouting, clean and pure.

Liu Junlin gave a thumbs up to his classmates, and he was reciprocated with a thumbs up.

A few minutes ago, Zhang Xingguo, who was still unhappy, was already red at this time, his back was straight, his heart was rippling with a strong sense of pride, and his hands were almost swollen and red.

"Okay, you Teacher Zhang, you hide deep enough!" There are colleagues who have a good relationship, and while applauding, they turn back to him for trouble.

"It's all the students who play freely, I didn't make any effort, I wanted to stop King's Landing before, but fortunately he didn't listen to me!" Zhang Xingguo's voice was full of happiness.

"So...", another teacher deliberately lengthened his voice.

"I'll have a treat tomorrow at noon, everyone goes!" Zhang Xingguo was excited, and he couldn't take care of his small treasury, which was controlled by his wife, and he didn't know if he could approve the funds.

"Good! Good! Good! Principal Tang Guodong said three good words in a row, his eyes had begun to redden, and the other school leaders next to him also applauded.

Even Zhang Xingguo was called over, bowed his head and exchanged a few words with the principal, and when he came back, his face was full of red light, and he walked lightly.

Teacher Ling in the distance looked at Zhang Xingguo with some annoyance, this guy deliberately wanted to make himself ugly.