Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Show

Coming backstage, there were already a lot of people here, including teachers and students who organized the competition, as well as contestants, and after waiting for a while, some people began to roll call.

After the roll call was completed, all the contestants had arrived, and someone took the box and began to let the contestants draw lots one by one, and soon came to Zhang Shan and them, Zhang Shan was just about to grab the box, Sun Wei took Zhang Shan's hand.

"I'll come, I'll come." As he spoke, Sun Wei's hand had already grabbed the note from the box, and opened it to see that the 25th, which means that they are going to be the 25th, and the order is not a very good position.

"Hey, I knew you could draw it, why did you draw a 25? Good luck these two days! Sun Wei looked at the number in his hand and began to sigh.

Like Sun Wei, the classmates who drew lots at this time had different expressions, some sighed endlessly like Sun Wei, and some were overjoyed, Zhang Shan didn't care very much, he believed that with the songs they sang, the number of rows was about the same.

"Don't sigh, isn't it only 25, much better than 30." Zhang Shan comforted Sun Weidao.

"Brother, are you mixing me with the cold?" Before Sun Wei could speak, the classmates behind Zhang Shan looked at Zhang Shan with bitter faces.

Zhang Shan glanced at this brother's hand, 30 was written on the paper, Zhang Shan was also speechless, it was really evil, and he met the main owner when he said something casually.

"Brother, you know I didn't mean that, you see we're pretty much the same as you." I apologized to him.

"Don't say it, I didn't think I would win the award, it doesn't matter how much, if I can reach the finals, I will complete my set goal." This brother doesn't care about the Tao, but he can see it very openly.

With this person's interruption, everyone's mood is much better, after all, there are still many people's signatures that are not as good as their own, chatted with this buddy for a few words, and knew that he was in the second and third classes of high school, his name is Gao Jian, he is very talkative, and he became familiar with everyone without saying a few words.

Just when Zhang Shan and Gao Jian were chatting hotly, Huang Ziwen came over.

"Hey, how many are you?"

"Do you have anything to do with how many numbers you care about us?" Sun Wei went back directly.

"I'm afraid that after you lose, you will say that your signing is not good, so I came here to remind me."

"Get out!!"

"Don't make a lot of noise backstage, whoever makes a lot of noise will be disqualified." Sun Wei's roll attracted the attention of the teacher, who issued a warning to them.

Huang Ziwen looked at the number in Zhang Shan's hand.

"No. 25, I'm No. 11, better than you, I hope I don't lose when the time comes, and it's the title of signing, or I'll change with you?"

"Hurry up and get out, it's not certain who loses."

Listening to Sun Wei's words, Huang Ziwen smiled contemptuously, turned around and left.

The confrontation of several people attracted the surrounding contestants, and these people also knew that the rumored bet with Huang Ziwen was Zhang Shan, and at this time, the eyes of others looking at Zhang Shan made Zhang Shan feel particularly awkward.

"Brother, is it you who made a bet with Huang Ziwen?" Gao Jian also asked out loud after Huang Ziwen left.

"yes, what's wrong?"

"Niu, brother, I admire your courage!" Gao Jian raised his thumb and praised this mountain, but this tone did not mean praise no matter how you look at it.

Zhang Shan didn't explain much, anyway, now everyone thinks that Huang Ziwen has won, and his own explanation won't help, so let's wait until the game is over and see what everyone has to say!

After a while, the teacher began to roll call one by one, starting from the 1st, and from the 1st, everyone went to the teacher in order to register their information and the songs they needed to sing.

This didn't take much time, and it took less than a minute for one person, and after a while, it was the turn of the 25th, Zhang Shan and Sun Wei walked over to the place where the teacher registered.

"Name." The registered teacher looked at the two of them with a blank expression.

"Well, teacher, we're a band, several people, do you mean the name of the band or the name of each member?" Zhang Shan explained to the registered teacher.

"Uh, the band? Let's talk about it all! The teacher didn't encounter the situation where several people participated, so he asked Zhang Shan to say their names and classes.

"The band is called Starlight Band, and the members are Zhang Shan, Sun Wei, and Zhou Qi from the seventh class of high school, Chen Xiang from the thirteenth class of high school, Li Dong from the fifth class of the second and fifth classes of high school, and Qin Lei from the third class of high school."

Zhang Shan thought about it one by one, and the teacher reported everyone's classes and names, and the teacher also registered.

"So many people, what song are you singing?"

"The Brightest Star in the Night Sky"

After the teacher finished registering, he raised his head.

"Who sang this song? Why don't I think I've heard of it before? ”

"I made this song myself." Zhang Shan scratched his head embarrassedly, after all, it was plagiarism, and Zhang Shan was a little uncomfortable when he said this with a thick face, so every time someone asked, Zhang Shan was not very natural.

"O'!! Or do you want to make up your own songs? You're amazing. The teacher didn't think that he would ask such a message casually, and then lowered his head and marked the words of his own song in front of the song title on the paper.

"Where's your USB stick?" The teacher also forgot that Zhang Shan said that they were a band just now, and now all that is in his mind is the fact that someone actually competes with his own song.

"Uh, teacher, didn't I just say that we're a band? Played live. ”

"Oh, yes, yes, I forgot, what about your instruments?" The teacher was embarrassed.

"We have it in Teacher Jia Rong's office, and we are going to pick it up later."

"It's a while, get it now."

After listening to the teacher's words, the two of them also hurriedly called Xiangzi and they went to Jia Rong's office to pick up musical instruments.

When everything was moved to the backstage, the audience also sat down in the playground one after another according to the class, and there were many people from outside the school who came to see the excitement, and the playground was densely packed with people.

Zhang Shan took the time to call Li Cuiping in the background, at this time Li Cuiping and Sun Wei's mother Gao Xiumei had already come, because Sun Jun had said hello, so both of them were sitting in the front row, knowing that Li Cuiping was coming Zhang Shan hung up the phone, and waited in the background with peace of mind.

After a while, it was half past two, and Zhang Shan and they also heard the host's voice backstage. "Teachers, students, and guests from outside the school. The autumn breeze is cool, the singing is loud, the golden wind is joyful, and the mood is beaming. On this beautiful day, in this warm and romantic time, we gather together, the autumn breeze blows our innocent faces, and the warm autumn sun bathes our beating hearts. With the breath of golden autumn, we ushered in the third campus singer contest ......"

The host's high-pitched voice passed through the layers of barriers, and they heard it very clearly in the background, all the contestants were excited, whether it was a dragon or a worm, and it was about to be seen.

"Next, let's give the floor to Director Zhou of the Education Bureau."

The original joyful mood was suddenly shattered by this sentence, and then it was almost half an hour of speech report, Zhang Shan and they were all about to fall asleep, and finally waited for Director Zhou to finish speaking.

"Next, I would like to invite the principal of our school board to give a speech."

Fortunately, the principal probably also knew the mood of the students, and did not be verbose, probably less than five minutes to get off the stage, and then the host introduced the judges to the audience, worthy of the finals, a total of 11 judges, in addition to the school's 5 music teachers, as well as Director Zhou, Principal Dong, and 4 people from outside the school who understand music.

After introducing the judges, the campus singer competition officially kicked off.

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