Somehow, Xiang Mian hummed the song, and suddenly felt that his nose was sore, and he was touched by the lyrics of the song.

The sword punishes all things, and the world withers and glories,

The snow covers the mountains and rivers, and asks the old man what to do......

This is a song with a strong sense of re-cultivation and some sadness, Xiang Mian can clearly feel the emotional tone of the composer in it while humming.

She hummed the melody in her heart over and over again.

First she felt sadness, then she felt a hint of stubbornness, and finally she tasted heroism.

Xiang Yi didn't know anything about music, in fact, he had always wanted to learn, but this thing, like swordsmanship, was not achieved overnight.

If he could recruit tools who knew how to create music in the wasteland cultivation world in the future, Xiang Yi felt that he could also learn new skills along with him.

If you inherit the world, then you have to develop.

We must grasp both the building of material civilization and the building of spiritual civilization.

Xiang Yi listened to Xiang Mian humming a tune, and he could also feel a trace of melancholy in the heart of the master of the Yuxuan Dao Palace.

Before the advent of the end of the Dharma era, what happened to this senior that made him write such a song?

Xiang Yi was curious.

Xiang Mian was also curious: "Who wrote this song?" ”

"I still buy a mobile phone and give it away."

“……”

Xiang Mian twitched the corners of his mouth: "Original? ”

"Original." Xiang Yi nodded.

"Which store has such a conscience?" Xiang Mian was taken aback, and said in his heart, have the promotions for buying mobile phones been so strong this year? Not to mention selling a mobile phone with a sword score, but also selling art to help customers write an original song as a gift? I'm afraid that I won't buy a mobile phone and give away mustard and tea eggs...... This is the gift of the local tyrants.

Therefore, Xiang Mian's attitude towards Xiang Yi's answer was only to be skeptical, but he did not continue to ask.

The song and lyrics were copied by Xiang Yi from the scroll, Xiang Yi just drew a scoop based on the gourd, in fact, he couldn't understand the score at all, so it was inevitable that there were some mistakes when copying it, Xiang Mian found a piece of paper, quickly copied the score again, and filled in the mistakes.

"Brother, I'll find someone to print it out and send it to the choir department. Find a few boys with the right voice to sing along behind your back while you're dancing the sword, what do you think? Xiang Mian asked.

"Huh? Can't you do it yourself? Xiang Yi pinched his sister's face.

"I feel that this song is better sung by boys......" Xiang Mian blushed. It's not that she can't sing, but she feels that her singing effect may not be good, and in front of so many people, she is too afraid of losing face.

Moreover, the ancient style of the track, Xiang Mian has not tried it before.

"I don't dislike it, you were good when you hummed before. There's no one here, so why don't you sing it to me? Xiang Yi asked.

The choir department of Chengbei No. 6 Middle School is actually very famous, and it has won a chorus award in the district before, so it is definitely not difficult to find three boys to sing for themselves.

However, this time the graduation performance was different.

Xiang Yi had seen a lot of gossip in the online post bar before, and he heard that many leaders of other schools were also coming to participate in their graduation performance.

You don't have to think about Xiang Yi to know that this group of people may be aiming for their own "giant pandas......

And this time, a large part of the reason why the graduation art show of Chengbei No. 6 Middle School is so lively is here.

In short, with the gathering of leaders inside and outside the school, and even the presence of district leaders and city leaders, this is a very rare opportunity to show.

Xiang Mian can't study, but Xiang Yi still thinks she has a talent in music.

"Then I'll try......"

So, with Xiang Yi's encouragement, Xiang Mian cleared his throat and prepared to start singing the song "Sword View of the People".

……

At this time, with the appearance of several teachers in the gymnasium, the originally lively scene began to become a little quiet.

"Do we have a cold field effect?" A teacher smiled wryly.

"You guys, you usually keep a straight face in class, and it's natural that the students are scared." Director Qiu said helplessly on the side.

Teachers are sometimes very fierce to students, but there is no way to do it, how can you be a teacher who can't control students? Many teachers actually have a gentle side that is not well known, and this side is usually only visible after graduation......

Wipe...... The principal and director are here!

Several boys who were practicing black silk and two-legged were taken aback, and gave a direct bow to Principal Fang, Director Qiu and a group of accompanying teachers who entered the door on the spot.

The screen is as follows:

__(:_"∠)_(Black Silk)_

Principal Fang took a deep breath.

Today's young people are really exciting......

"Black silk is two people and three legs, who will judge the show? How did I not know? Principal Fang looked at the teachers around him.

Several accompanying teachers were in their hearts.

After a fierce inner struggle, a teacher from the Department of Culture and Sports stood up: "It's the principal of my trial...... I know, this show is not good...... I'm going to change ......."

The teacher in the Department of Culture and Sports was worried in his heart, and secretly called out his bad luck, he had only passed the review for the sake of the creativity of the show. And when the program was submitted for review, the recommendation form filled out by those students blew the program out of the blue, saying that it was not only exercise, but also advocated a concept of equality between men and women.

At that time, he agreed as soon as his brain was hot!

As a result, I didn't expect the principal to come to make trouble now......

The teacher of the culture and sports department admitted his mistake with some bitterness in his mouth, thinking that the bonus at the end of the year might be hanging.

As a result, I never expected that the next moment, Principal Fang actually had a smile on his face; "Why change? I think it's funny! ”

"......" the crowd.

"Lao Qiu, I'll also register with you when I go back?"

Director Qiu wiped his sweat: "Principal, we're all old...... I'm afraid I won't be able to outrun this group of students......"

"Who said that you must win, this is to shorten the distance with the students." Principal Fang said righteously, his firm gaze was burning with raging fire, and he looked like he wanted to wear black silk, Director Qiu knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to escape this time......

In fact, Principal Fang didn't really want to wear it, but wanted to take advantage of it to see how the students reacted.

He saw that with the appearance of him and a group of teachers in the gymnasium, the originally lively atmosphere suddenly became deserted, so he thought about making a joke to liven up the atmosphere.

As a result, it was okay that it was not active, but this activity, the atmosphere of the entire gymnasium actually dropped to freezing point in an instant.

All the students stared at them with wide eyes and incredulous eyes.

Principal Fang...... Nearly 60 years old......

And Director Qiu is also a bald 50-year-old middle-aged man...... With a pair of slippers, it is a copy of the Fire Cloud Evil God......

The combination of the two wearing black silk and playing with two three-legged people is a visual nightmare!

The students didn't dare to think about it any longer......

They seemed to see the terrifying picture of two strange people wearing black silk running happily in the gymnasium at the graduation ceremony.

“……”

Principal Fang didn't expect that his joke would be even colder.

He was wondering how he would end up, or should he just get out of the way......

At this time, a beautiful female voice floated out in the stadium full of dead silence.

Although the sound was not loud, it was enough to attract the attention of everyone here.