"Of course it passes, even an eighth-level pianist can't play such a beautiful divine comedy, who dares not to pass!"

The teacher is quite bullish and faces everyone directly.

"Pass! It must pass, spread it!"

"Pass! As the finale, it was an absolute hit!"

"Who in the world can play the Divine Comedy?

More than a dozen teachers on the scene have been passing and want the finale performance.

Lu Yufei's face was full of sweet smiles, and the anger that had just risen against him disappeared at this moment.

"Break up, you slandered my male god!"

Deng Pengfei, the former captain of the basketball team with his girlfriend, heard the voice that made him desperate.

I wanted to hit her, but I didn't dare!

"Classmate, we don't know each other in the future, Leng Yi is my male god, you dare to scold him, stay away from me!"

The boy who abused Leng Yi was alienated by the girls around him and didn't want to deal with him anymore.

With little stars in his eyes, he looked at Leng Yi without blinking.

"Originally, I came to see Cao Zizhou, the host of the school grass, but now I want to see this Leng Yi, it's so handsome!"

"I wear sportswear, but my piano skills are masterful. It's super easy to make money!

"Male god, I like you!"

For a while, how many girls immediately made Leng Yi a male god.

Change, just because of a song that saves my God.

What changes have happened to the students off the field, Leng Yi and the others don't know at all. What I can know is that the show has passed, and I need to prepare the performance costume tomorrow.

"Congratulations to the two of you, the program has passed, and I hope to have a happy cooperation tomorrow. ”

The hostess is a very beautiful junior girl, Jing Ruomin.

The broadcast host is professional, wearing a long white dress, with her shoulders exposed, round and soft.

The sexy collarbones and the bulging of the chest make people want to explore further.

The delicate face, with light makeup, is more intellectual.

Looking at Leng Yi's eyes, full of admiration and admiration.

The boy next to him, Cao Zizhou, is a real school grass, with a tall figure, bright eyes, and sunny and handsome.

Wearing a silver-gray suit, he is straight and stylish.

Wherever you go, it will attract a woman's attention.

However, now standing with Leng Yi has been robbed of attention, and everyone wants to see Leng Yi, not him.

"You're welcome, tomorrow will be better!"

Leng Yi smiled faintly and didn't communicate much.

"You two, you can go down, we have to prepare for the next show!"

When Cao Zizhou faced Leng Yi, there was a faint flash of boredom in his eyes, and he said.

In this regard, Lu Yufei is very sensitive and doesn't know what is going on with this student.

However, he still walked off the stage.

Leng Yi took a deep look at him, although he didn't know his name, he also felt that his heart and appearance were extremely inconsistent.

"Song and dance: Guan Shandu's performers Yao Lingyun, Zhong Hong, Leng ...... Leng Yi, are you coming?"

Before Leng Yi went down here, Cao Zizhou shouted again.

When he saw that there was still Leng Yi above, his eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes were not calm.

How can this man still sing and dance?

He's a senior in college, and he's starting to explode with something, do you still want to grab a wave of attention from his juniors?

Grass!

Cao Zizhou was very unconvinced, and the smile on his face was a little more restrained, feeling that he had been robbed of the limelight.

Yao Lingyun and Zhong Hong, who heard the voice, hurriedly pushed each other and walked towards the stage.

Yao Lingyun was wearing a pink palace dress, and as she walked, her chest was constantly rising and falling, outlining a wonderful arc.

On the baby's face, a little nervous, it was the first time to sing in front of so many people.

It's still a song that no one has ever heard, and I don't know if it's okay!

Zhong Hong was wearing a black dress, with a mysterious body, and quickly walked to the stage.

When Leng Yi stood beside the two of them in sportswear, anyone who looked at it felt extremely incongruous!

"Leng Yi, he dances, or sings, does he feel singing? Two school girls accompani, this is no one!"

"Nima, people are more popular than people, look at the women around Leng Yi, they are all beautiful women! We don't even have a girlfriend!"

"Yao Lingyun, I love you!"

"Zhong Hong, I like your dance, come one!"

The three of them had just stood still, and the discussion in the audience made the scene very chaotic.

"Quiet, let's see how the show goes!"

Some judges and teachers feel that the popularity is not bad, which can attract many students to participate, but it also depends on whether the quality can pass.

The teacher, who had just shouted to send Leng Yi to the international competition, beat his chest and sighed at the moment:

"What a good piano master, what are you doing? You actually came to participate in singing and dancing?"

"I said Mr. Wu, don't talk about singing and dancing. It's just different fields, how can you have a discriminatory attitude towards art?"

A female teacher next to her said very dissatisfied.

Lu Yufei didn't know what the teachers were, but she felt that Leng Yi was now very incompatible with the two girls around her.

Moreover, I don't know what other skills he will have.

When his thoughts were flying, the music sounded, Leng Yi and Zhong Hong, their bodies danced, and they started immediately.

Just one opening action makes people feel shocked.

The two of them rolled to the sides, and the water sleeves in their hands danced, as if bringing endless wind and sand.

"The wind rolls, the yellow sand rises, the thousand-year-old city is long, the remnant sun is like blood, the sad song is full, and the sound of the battlefield shocks the sky. The young man is gone, how many sad words are desolate......"

At the end of the prelude, Leng Yi's words came out of Yao Lingyun's mouth.

The slightly hoarse voice seemed to instantly bring people to the desert outside the Saiwai, the boundless battlefield.

The two people in the back, like a first-married couple, have just separated.

Men go to the battlefield, fight hard, and miss their hometowns every time.

Women spin and weave at home, work hard for a hard life, and look forward to the return of men.

Eventually, the two old men met and the singing ended.

Among them, all kinds of difficult movements, cold and rigid, combined with Zhong Hong's softness, are moving and static, and the layers are clear.

The singing is hoarse and desolate, which makes people feel the helplessness of the border in ancient times.

In fact, Leng Yi has seen too many joys and sorrows on the battlefield, and the lyrics come as soon as he opens his mouth.

All three of them stopped, but there was no sound at the scene, as if they were all petrified.

"Awesome! Your dancing is so deep in my mind, it's amazing!"

The female teacher who scolded Mr. Wu before the performance took the microphone and said softly.

"Whoa......

At this moment, applause thundered.

Even though there were only more than 200 people in the small auditorium now, they were all applauding and thunderous.

The girls applauded because of Leng Yi's dance, every movement, every look, captured their hearts, and they couldn't wait to go up and ask for autographs.

Many boys are applauding the girls, Zhong Hong's soft posture, and Yao Lingyun's singing.

is obviously a child-faced *** girl, thinking that it must be a little girl, but she sings heroic lyrics.

The contrast is striking.

Lu Yufei, who was standing under the stage, looked at Leng Yi and didn't move.

Shock!

At this moment, there is only shock!

She has dancing skills, so she naturally knows what kind of ability she needs to pay in order to fit the music.

One wrong step may have changed the whole, but he didn't.

It also has to cooperate with the woman, and various combined actions reflect a strong ability to control.

Strong!

(End of chapter)