Outside the venue, the sound of heckling became more and more intense.

"What about people?

"Let's go, let's go, people must be out of line, I guess they don't want Goddess An to appear!"

"Alas, come for nothing!"

The students from other schools ridiculed that many of them were about to graduate from college, which filled their hearts with a lot of pressure, and many people were wantonly coaxing on such occasions, hoping that the chaos would be as big as possible.

"Don't talk nonsense!

There are many students in our school whose faces are flushed with anger and who continue to maintain their school.

"What's going on, why hasn't anyone shown up yet!"

Just when the two sides were arguing endlessly, and the school directors were about to tremble with anger, the stage suddenly darkened.

"Smack!"

The lights went out and it was dark.

"Huh!"

A bright red stage light struck diagonally from above the stage, shining in the center of the stage, but it was empty!

"What! are you playing with us?"

"There's no one there at all!"

"This gala is terrible!"

"This is the worst school party I've ever seen!"

Someone shouted and mocked: "What about the male solo that I said!"

No one spoke, and the stage fell silent.

Suddenly, the music sounded indifferently.

"When!when!when!"

One after another, the crisp and sonorous prelude slowly sounded, rippling in the air of the huge venue.

Again, and again!

It's like a heart, beating hard and seriously!

"Where the hell is the world full of flowers?"

A low and hoarse male voice sounded, echoing on the stage, but no one knew where the sound came from, only a lonely and cold light on the stage.

The lights of the stage suddenly turned pale blue, as if it looked like the confused heart of a teenager.

"If it really exists then I will definitely go, I want to stand there on the highest mountain, I don't care if it's a cliff or not. ”

"Live hard, love hard, even if your liver and brain are smeared, don't ask anyone to be satisfied, as long as you are worthy of yourself. ”

"I never chose to give up on my ideals, even in the days of disgrace. ”

As if narrating, sentence after sentence, calm and low, clearly echoed in the ears of everyone in the Great Hall.

"I know this song, this is a dream-chasing heart!"

A Chinese student shouted loudly.

"It's very ordinary. ”

Some students pouted and said disdainfully.

"I thought it was a love song, but it sounded so bland, it was really boring. ”

Someone laughed.

"What, it's actually a Chinese song?"

"Hehe, it's really funny, what good songs will Huaxia have?"

"Such a bland song and rhythm is really ugly. ”

A group of foreign students sneered at each other, in the international campus, instead of choosing an English song that everyone can understand, they chose a Chinese song.

This Chinese student who is singing, is it possible to think that this is still China?

"Shut up!"

The Chinese students at Youmo University were extremely angry, and couldn't help but look at the foreign students who were making provocative and mocking remarks.

"What? Am I wrong?"

The foreign student laughed, not hiding his ridicule and disdain: "Listen to it yourself, can this be called a song? The song should be beautiful, and he sings as plainly as speaking!"

Others thought so.

Even if some people can't understand the Chinese language, they can feel the good and bad from the prelude of this song, and the quality of the song knows no borders.

"Maybe I don't have talent, but I have the innocence of dreams. ”

"I'm going to prove it, with my whole life. ”

Bai Yan ignored the noise under the stage, ignored the worries of the Chinese students at Moshi University, and ignored the disdain and ridicule of the foreign students from other schools.

He's singing very seriously, yes, he's singing very seriously.

It was still a hoarse male voice, with a hint of indescribable confusion in his voice, but there was also a faint firmness in the confusion.

There are only a few people who understand music, and there is an inexplicable sadness in their hearts, they seem to be able to vaguely see a picture, a confused but strong teenager, trying to move forward step by step on the road of life, difficult!

Even if no one understands, even if no one recognizes.

This teenager still doesn't want to give up.

How cruel the life path of a teenager is, maybe this is a pain, this is a pain that we have to learn to bear the gap between reality and dreams when we become adults.

Do you stick to your dreams, or do you compromise with reality?

This male voice actually sang the deep charm of the young man's life with this song.

An Yan in the audience was stunned, she could hear it, this is Bai Yan's voice, this is Bai Yan singing!

"You guys!"

The Chinese student trembled angrily, and tried to defend his country's song: "The prelude of this song is like this, you have the ability to hear the back!"

"Keep listening, you think too much, let's not continue listening!"

"Waste of time!"

"Gone, gone, scattered, and that's how this party is. ”

"Hehe, this year's celebration party of Moshi University is going to be ruined in the hands of Chinese international students. ”

"Don't the Chinese people like to brag? I think, this time they just blew the!"

A large number of foreign students got up and began to walk outside.

"What the hell is going on!"

The vice principal was furious, and he couldn't help but loudly question the person in charge and the president of the student council.

Good school celebration party, why is this happening.

More and more students are getting up, and even some of the students of our school are planning to take a bleak stance, they have no face to face this shameful scene of their alma mater, this is a song of failure!

Some of the Mo city dignitaries also frowned, exchanged their heads and shook their heads.

Here, singing a Chinese song, and singing hoarse and low, is undoubtedly a wrong decision!

More and more people are standing up.

"Haha, let's go, let's get out of here, who's going to waste time on a garbage song?"

The foreign students from other schools who took the lead laughed and were very proud.

Young people always like to make a big fuss.

The corners of Bai Yan's mouth hooked up a smile, like to make trouble?

Okay, I'll do something with you.

Bai Yan squeezed the microphone tightly in his hand, and his voice was still low and hoarse: "Maybe my hands are clumsier than my feet, but I am willing to keep exploring, give all my youth, and leave no regrets." ”

"Run!!Facing cold eyes and ridicule!!"

The sudden burst of high notes, the hoarse tenor, as if he was questioning the injustice of fate! It was as if a young man was covered in blood and embarrassment after overcoming thorns and thorns, but he refused to pollute those eyes that longed for dreams!

"It's coming! It's coming! It's the climax!"

Many Chinese students couldn't help but get up, their faces flushed with excitement, and they were looking forward to it.

Everyone froze.

The vice president was stunned, the student council president was stunned, Chen Yudong was stunned, An Yan was stunned, and the foreign students who were preparing to take a stand were also stunned.

The voice...... This orgasm......

Why? Why is it that the obviously hoarse treble, like the hoarse tenor after the broken sound, can make people's souls tremble!

"How can you feel the vastness of life without going through hardships!"

"Fate can't make us kneel and beg for mercy!

What kind of persistence is this, even if he is kneeling, the young man has to finish this road, his dream is more important than life!

"Keep running!!!! with the pride of a child"

Another high note that almost penetrated the soul of a person, and this voice was hoarse, as if he was not willing to sing his own throat!

In this hoarse high voice, there is infinite strength and unyielding.

This high-pitched voice made everyone feel terrified! Goosebumps appeared all over the body!

Let's go!

Even if the road is bumpy, both sides of the road are full of sneering people.

Let's go!

Even if the road requires me to kneel.

Let's go!

With the pride of a child!

This.... This!

This is a declaration of war against fate without compromise! This is the bloodiest insistence on the road of life!

Everyone froze, the students who had been about to get up were stunned, and they slowly turned to look at the still empty stage.

This song seems to pierce people's souls!

Everyone's eyes became hazy, and even the school leaders sitting in the front row and the bigwigs of Moshi couldn't help but fall deep into the memories.

Everyone has their own youth and unyielding time, and the frivolity of youth is the most precious time, even if there are some middle two, even if some do not know the height of the sky.

But we're teenagers!

We should not know that the sky is high, the earth is thick!

All the students couldn't help but clench their fists, their eyes flashing with excitement and shock.

"How can you see the sparkle of life if you don't stick to the end, it's better to indulge in burning than to linger!

"The future is always beckoning to me, even if it is only accompanied by pain, I must move forward!"

"I want to sail on the bluest sea there, and I don't care if I can get it back or not!"

"Depressed after defeat, that's a coward's performance, as long as there is a breath left, please clench your fists!"

"Before the sky breaks, we must be braver and wait for the brightest moment of sunrise!"

After the climax, it was still one after another, simple, clear, and hoarse male voice.

He's still singing.

This Chinese student is still singing!

This song is not over!

Everyone was silent.

The audience lost their voices.

In the huge venue, no one was noisy, no one laughed, no one spoke.

It was as if as soon as they spoke, the song would disappear, and everyone waited silently.

Music, no borders, no race.

The indomitable and youthful pride contained in this song moved the unmath of the student.

They waited quietly, waiting for the singer to vent again.

They are looking forward to it, they are looking forward to it, this man, sing it again!

It doesn't matter who sings it.

Just sing it again, please, just once!

Many of them had red eyes, moistened their eyes, turned around, and looked at the stage in silence.

Please, sing it again and let us know that we are still teenagers!

We shouldn't be cold when we need frivolity the most!

(Song: "Dream Chasing Pure Heart", very good, the author likes this song very much.) ）