Chapter 846: President, He's a Voice Transmitter! 63
At the end, the original song repeats the tune of the girl's first period when she fell in love with her lover, and the accompaniment did not reduce the sound effect.
And Chu Ci sang it like this, the kind of joy that seemed to be the restoration of peace in the end, but with a little helplessness The sadness of only a few people left around and the relief of the country's victory, obviously did not express it directly, except for a few changes in the final accompaniment, there was no change in other places, but that's it, it was sung with two artistic conceptions.
This song has officially determined that the copyright indicates that it can be covered and downloaded and modified, so the official website can download this song, so Chu Ci's song began to be transmitted on a small scale.
just simply pulled down the ticket and didn't say anything, but Chu Ci's votes began to rise.
And there was a very wonderful appearance, the number of playbacks was several times higher than the number of votes, because Chu Ci's song was played late, and many people had already voted for both votes in their hands.
The organizer was also amazed by Chu Ci's song, but he didn't expect the effect of this song to be so good, and the number of votes in the school was not enough, but it was already centered on the school and began to spread outward little by little, and Chu Ci's votes were also rising slowly.
And during this time, the number of people who came to the Foreign Language Institute to sneak in to see what Chu porcelain looked like was also increasing day by day.
But most people were very polite and didn't bother Chu Ci too much, but even so, it still made Qiao Sirui feel very unhappy.
In the School of Mathematics, the junior in the Department of Advanced Mathematics had just finished a class, Qiao Sirui sat in his seat and didn't leave, if he had a class in the afternoon, he usually didn't go back to his small apartment often at noon, and Chu Ci still had a class in the next class, and he had to wait for her for another class, so he was not in a hurry.
Thinking so, Qiao Sirui raised his hand to open a book full of complicated business again, holding a pen in his hand, writing a few words on the paper next to him from time to time, the mobile phone was put aside by him, and a headphone was on his ear, which was playing the soft singing of the little girl on a loop.
Liang Jiuzhou, who had a big quarrel with his girlfriend recently, looked a little decadent, raised his hand and rubbed his head, and felt uncomfortable when he looked at Qiao Sirui's proud face, and finally sat next to Qiao Sirui, crossing Erlang's legs, looking like a hanger.
Raising his hand to turn Qiao Sirui's mobile phone over, looking at the name of the song being played on the phone, he shrugged his shoulders, leaned back in the chair behind him, and put his hands behind his head, there are few people in the classroom now, but there is no one in the next class, so they can stay here for a class.
Although Liang Jiuzhou also studied mathematics, he was obviously not so interested in mathematics that he was still doing those ultra-difficult calculation problems after class, for these problems, this guy has always regarded these problems as a challenge, as if conquering these problems will make him feel excited.
Liang Jiuzhou also took out his mobile phone, looked at the name of the song that was also lying on his playlist, raised his hand and poked Qiao Sirui next to him with his elbow, "Anyway, our elementary school girls are really powerful." ”