PK, PK, who invented it! Continue to ask for pink and PK tickets, and the last three nights!

Thank you (St〇pメ殇'_ pro last night's smashing of tickets and rewards, this morning Tingzi saw a big surprise!

I would also like to thank the parents who have been supporting Lingzi in various ways.

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Yun Yun and Feather have arrived.

Because they had to take the right seats, the four of them were busy discussing with other classmates about changing seats. When they were seated, the girls had just reported to each other that the crystal lights in the venue were dimmed, and the searchlights were aligned with the black curtain that slowly opened on the stage, and the performance began.

Halfway through the curtain, the searchlights went out suddenly, the small blue flashing lights flickered, and then there was a silver bright light, and five boys in black shiny leather clothes and leather pants appeared on the semicircular stage, except for the middle one, everyone else had musical instruments.

There was thunderous applause in the audience, and many people were shouting with all their strength - cicadas, cicadas, cicadas.

It turns out that this is the Cicada Band. Look at them dressed avant-garde, not to mention the clothes they wear, their hair is also long, deliberately disheveled, and they look very decadent. It should be a rock route, and Shui Qing is very interested.

At the end of a song, it has nothing to do with rock and roll, and sings a love song. The lyrics Shui Qing couldn't hear clearly, but he was probably famous, and most of the audience was singing along.

"It's so handsome!" Song Yuanxin was on Shui Qing's right hand, singing aloud, and he could sigh.

"Lead singer?" Shui Qing shouted loudly.

"Well, the president is too handsome." Song Yuanxin rolled the horn with both hands and whined wildly.

"Who the hell do you say is handsome?" What a mess! Shui Qing's position was in the middle, some distance from the stage, and the people on the stage were unrecognizable, and they only felt bright.

"Don't you know?" Yuan Xin showed a fuss look again, "Student President Xu Ran is the lead singer of the Cicada Band!" ”

Shui Qing now knows that this student union president is really busy, and he has to make money for the student union, and he has to go down to the grassroots level to issue bills, and he has to sing on stage? No wonder he wants to sell tickets! I don't know if there is also a performance fee. However, listening carefully to his voice, it is really good, and he does not lose to those professional singers.

After the song was finished, everyone encore it again, and a song was added, this time with a light rock style, which provoked the audience to sway vigorously, and the atmosphere was hot.

Shui Qing began to sympathize with the next few programs, all of which were sketches, recitations, and the famous drama in his class from beginning to end, which seemed to be a heroic sacrifice.

As she expected, after the Cicada Band left, everyone was like a deflated ball, not only did they not watch the next show well, but they also cheered twice. The freshmen of the School of Foreign Languages are not from a professional class, and when they saw the audience's reaction, they were nervous, and they made frequent mistakes, which caused them to laugh again and again. The little woman suffered this kind of frustration, forgetting the words, pouring water over the cup, and pulling off the other party's wig. Famous books become comedies, and the audience is full of whistles.

"The girls in your class are so miserable." Yun Yun sat next to Shui Qing and shook her head, in a very sympathetic tone.

"If you want me, I won't act." The feather stretched out her head through Yunyun and stuck out her tongue to make a grimace.

Song Yuanxin saw it and thought that Shui Qing's friends were very interesting and cute.

"Fortunately, there is still a show in your class, I hope I can save some face." Song Yuanxin swept through the program list.

Shui Qing was stunned. Another show?

"yes, an English song." Yun Yun's fingertips swiped over the colored paper, and asked Shui Qing with a side face, "Do you know which song it is?" ”

Shui Qing hurriedly glanced at the program schedule in her hand, she was in a hurry just now and didn't pay attention, there was indeed a program in their class, but only the words 'English song' were written.

"Shui Qing, what's wrong?" Yun Yun sensitively sensed that something was wrong with her.

"There should be only one show in our class." Just before coming here, she asked the boys in her class.

"Will it be added temporarily?" Feather has a straightforward temper and is straightforward in his thoughts.

"It's possible, after all, the program list has just been handed out." Song Yuanxin's thoughts are also optimistic.

Yun Yun wanted to speak and stopped.

Shui Qing knew that she was the same as her own worries, and immediately smiled and said, "It should be that the boys are not convinced, so they added one." ”

"That's for the best." Yun Yun's brows did not stretch.

No matter how the audience coaxed, the little woman finally finished her pimple performance. Shui Qing applauded desperately, trying to suppress those whistles. On stage, Huihui led the girls in the class to take a calm curtain call, and Shui Qing admired her strength.

The host is Song Yuanxin's sister Song Yuanyi, and Song Yuanxin are two types, with mature figure and good manners. Just listen to her pleasant voice: "Next show, English major class B, English song, singer——"

A little mischievous and naughty, Song Yuanyi looked forward to his life, put the manuscript in his hand behind him, put his left hand in front of the microphone of the emcee table, looked around the audience, and slowly spit out: "Han Shuiqing." ”

The feather almost jumped! Song Yuanxin sighed and turned his head to look. Resentment appeared on Yun Yun's face.

Shui Qing's head was buzzing, and Song Yuanyi's beautiful smile in front of him was enlarged.

At the request of singer Han Shuiqing, she will come up from the audience. Now everyone applauded her. Han Shuiqing, you can stand up, the lights will find you. "Song Yuanyi is much more active than the previous rigid newspaper.

This opening was so special, the originally lively audience was silent, and everyone was looking for someone named Han Shuiqing.

"Framed." Yun Yun snorted angrily, "It must be her." ”

Shui Qing and Yun Yun had talked about the flowery man, so when Yun Yun knew that Cen Xiaohui was in the same class as Shui Qing, she joked and asked her to be careful of Hui Hui's personal vendetta.

If it was really Megumi who made a move, this move would be too ruthless today! The venue is full of people, and she wants to make a fool of herself, is there still a sunny place for her Han Shuiqing to walk on the university campus from now on?

Shui Qing's mind spun quickly at this time, and there were two paths in front of him. First, don't stand still, rely on the end. But if she is Megumi, there must be a next trick to force her to appear. Second, get out, stand up, and sing a few sentences casually on stage, the big deal is the same as the previous show, and being laughed off the stage.

English songs? It's good if you're prepared, but the most important thing is that she can't sing all the lyrics. Search, search, Shui Qing tried to recall the English songs that could be sung.

"Han Shuiqing, please don't make everyone wait too long." Song Yuanyi's smile is still the same, as noble as a blooming peony.

Shui Qing didn't have time to guess if she would be Huihui's accomplice.

"Light, Han Shuiqing is here." A boy behind him shouted.

Shui Qing's heart was cold, and she turned her head to see the deputy squad leader Zeng Mingzheng standing up excitedly and pointing at her.

It was flawless and well planned.

Pressing hard Yunyun, who was about to attack, Shui Qing stood up, and the light covered her whole body. Taking a deep breath, led by the light in a circle, she walked step by step to another circle. I don't know who handed in a microphone, she clenched it tightly, trembling slightly.

It was so close to the light, but there was a black silence all around.

A melodious piano sound wafted from the darkness. Non-classical, somewhat jazzy. It's beautiful, like a rainbow at her feet, which makes Shui Qing's heart light.

She suddenly remembered an old song she sang with her roommates under those colorful rainbows when the sun rose in the east of Sydney and the rain in the west. The microphone was put to her lips, and the sound of the piano seemed to know her intentions, and stopped faintly. She sang—

Somewhere，overtherainbow，wayuphigh

There‘salandthatiheardofOnceinalullaby，

Somewhere，overtherainbow，skiesareblue

Andthedreamsthatyoudaretodream

Somewhereovertherainbow is an episode of the Wizard of Oz, and it is also sung repeatedly in the troubled times of Australia.

Because Shui Qing likes this movie, she has been practicing this old song for a long time, and her roommates said that she could use this song to participate in the popular talent show of Australian idols, but she didn't expect it to come in handy today.

There are many people who sing English songs in universities, but there are not many people who sing purely. Because it is not a native language, foreigners feel that it has an accent when they hear it. Shui Qing is extremely talented in language, so that English can coax the locals, and naturally there is no accent inappropriateness. Her music theory is good, her voice is clean and bright, a little childish, and her voice in English has become quite magnetic, and her vocal range is wide and deep, but it has become a superior timbre.

The whole recital hall will surround her sensual singing. What's even better is that the violin of unknown origin plays the rhythm of jazz, and Shui Qing can also sing jazz. One pull, one sing, one and one partner, with a seamless match.

Shui Qing did not go on stage, she leaned on the railing of the accompaniment seat, and sang a cappella from time to time, closing her eyelids and gently harmonizing with the transition between the violin and the violin.

Somebodytellmewhy，somebodytellmewhy，oh，whycanti？ The song ends with a raised high lyricism.

Shui Qing put down the microphone, the light stayed on the railing she was leaning on just now, stepped on the steps, and finally walked out of the trap that strangled her.

Half-squinting, searching through memory for the source of the sound of the piano, he saw the door on the right slapping into the skylight. She was about to walk over when she heard a sound in the recital hall, which had been quiet for a long time—

“Bravo！”

The applause was like a downpour of rain in an instant, stretching endlessly.

The light covered her again, but there was no sense of suffocation, and she sighed in her heart that it was a pity, and her smile was like a lily, blooming brightly.