Chapter 350: Cool to the point of weak legs
If they are disqualified, there will be no problem, after all, they are to blame, and they have not put together any people.
But if they are left alone, there will be no rules and no rules, and their teachers will definitely be collectively blamed by the school and students!
So...... In the spirit of one more, it is better to have less.
Zhao Ya sat in the audience, watching the teachers discuss, and had already guessed the final result.
She smiled, although she felt that she was sure to be able to suppress Xia Qing this time!
But if Xia Qing can be defeated without a fight, it will probably be the best result!
There is no risk of failure.
Ji Yan's eyes slowly darkened, and the fingers on the strings fell weakly.
He is in his third year of high school, and he is about to leave school and club, and he just wants to draw a perfect end to this time, which can be regarded as a quiet rest for his youth!
But...... After all, there is no way to achieve it!
"I declare ......" The teacher's words were suddenly halfway through, and a person fell from the sky, accompanied by a female voice that was so cool that her legs were weak, "Who said that our singing and dancing club is bad?" It's just a little joke for you. ”
"Qianli!"
As that person appeared on the stage, not only the people in the audience were amazed, but even everyone in the singing and dancing club opened their mouths with excitement!
Su Qianli smiled proudly, revealing a mouthful of white glutinous rice teeth.
This is still the idea that Brother Jue gave her!
Weiya, who specially made a trip to let the people of their company, make a special and unobtrusive appearance.
After all, she was late, and it would be a little weird if she blindly ran up from the backstage.
At that time, when filming movies and TV series, Weiya had just become popular, and it could be used in this kind of performance program in schools, which was still overkill.
But because of this, it will make people feel fresh!
When Zhao Ya heard the voice, she hurriedly turned her head, and when she saw the scene on the stage, her feet were so bad that she couldn't wait to stomp them all, "Damn!" ”
The six people gathered, and neither the students nor the teachers had anything to say.
Bo Che smiled coolly and picked up the drum stick.
The flickering light hit the already excellent face, and the slanted broken hair was scattered in front of the forehead, revealing only one crystal eye, so handsome that it made people's hearts skip a beat.
It was as if the scene had changed from a school hall to a concert scene in no time!
As the BBOX sounded, everyone involuntarily beat and screamed, and a unique painting suddenly appeared on the big screen.
It is painted as a little girl, who is playing alone on the swing rack, very lonely.
- That's right, Ji Xingyi's mysterious mission is sand painting.
When Xia Qing watched her write and draw before, she found that she was talented in painting, very aura and creativity.
However, she had not been systematically trained before, and this was the first time she had come into contact with sand painting.
But when it comes to what she is interested in, she has infinite enthusiasm for radiating all the light and heat that she has not had time to play.
Music and sand painting form a wonderful and tacit blend.
The rhythm is not bad, when the girl is lonely and closed, the melody is slow and sad, when the girl begins to have friends and tries to get in touch with a new journey, the music becomes light and with a hint of apprehension.
Yao Yirou's piano skills are completely undoubted, with her divine assistance, when Xia Qing opened her mouth to sing, everyone had been completely substituted into the scene.