I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 132 If you want to live a decent life, don't care too much
In this era when revolutionary songs are a bit nerve-wracking, and songs from Hong Kong and Taiwan have just gotten rid of the symbol of decadent music.

The era of music feelings that have been suppressed for too long and even go to extremes towards rock and roll, hardcore heavy metal rock to vent.

"You at the same table" is like a clear stream, touching the nostalgic G-spot in everyone's heart with warmth.

A song is a typical example of a lifetime bonus.

Without the accompaniment of the band, Jing Xiaoqiang used the simplest guitar chords and said to Feng Xiaoxia: "Will you remember tomorrow?"

The diary you wrote yesterday

……

I also flipped pictures by accident
I just remembered you at the same table

who married the sentimental you

who read your diary

who put your long hair up
Who made your wedding dress..."

Two piles of public speakers spread Jing Xiaoqiang's hoarse and deep singing voice over the entire stadium.

Spread to the bottom of every teacher and student's heart!

It is precisely this pure voice without any background sound effects.

Let everyone's heart catch every word of the lyrics.

Jing Xiaoqiang, who was standing on the side of the runway, had already gained experience in singing and dancing halls in terms of acting experience.

Although the clothes on his body are not chic at all.

But it can't hide the touching singing voice.

The audience was silent, without the frenzy and chaos of Western concerts, and everyone sat down in an orderly manner.

The stands and the stadium were densely packed with teachers and students.

Countless pairs of eager eyes looked at this big boy brightly.

It seemed that he couldn't even hear the slightest breathing noise, for fear that he would disturb the reverberating singing if he breathed heavily.

But almost everyone has an unstoppable huge impact in their chest, the kind of stasis and collision that can't be spit out!

Emotional arousal!
Many people couldn't help covering their mouths with their hands, and many people were quietly wiping the corners of their eyes. They must have thought of him (her) around them.

Then at the end of the first paragraph, Jing Xiaoqiang lowered his head and began to play the melody.

Suddenly, from nowhere, there was a loud shout with the mouth closed: "It sounds good! Thank you!"

I can't bear it anymore!
Then followed by one after another, and then quickly connected into a piece, and then turned into a huge wave of waves, and the whole audience shouted in unison: "It sounds good! Thank you..."

Feng Xiaoxia, who was stunned at first, stood by the car and listened sluggishly, now she couldn't help clasping her hands together and shouting thank you.

Sister Qian, who often goes to the company to perform condolences, is actually very familiar with this kind of big scene.

It is not uncommon for a guitar to simply show its singing voice.

But Jing Xiaoqiang's song was beyond their expectation.

It's so simple, but it can touch everyone's heart deeply.

Now apart from shouting thank you mischievously, they also began to worry about each other: "Xiaoqiang is not authentic, there is such a nice song hidden behind him, what should I do? What should I sing?"

"Hurry up, hurry up and think of a way!"

"Don't think about it, what you are good at, the songs that are closest to your student days, just sing whatever, my grandma's Penghu Bay..."

"It's too early to sing Unforgettable Tonight, I'm scheduled to sing this last... Let's start with a folk song..."

In fact, those who sing for this purpose are basically humanoid jukeboxes, they can sing anything!

As a result, the college students, like the soldiers, couldn't let Jing Xiaoqiang run away when they encountered such a soul-stirring song.

After singing a song, you don't need to connect in series and shout in unison: "Do it again!"

To the surprise of everyone at the scene, Jing Xiaoqiang actually refused: "There are many good songs. After listening to them, I will remember them for a lifetime. Let's sing this school song together at the end, okay?"

As he spoke, he motioned to the large row of singers beside him.

Otherwise, it would be too disrespectful to leave everyone alone.

It's not a one-act play, so you can return to the scene at will.

At this time, sister Ming and the others' experience of often going down to the grassroots and entering the middle of the army came into play.

He took the microphone and started chatting: "Students may not know that this year, Jing Xiaoqiang is the most popular art soldier in our art troupe system. We discuss privately, not to mention how he sings. What he is best at is talking to Soldiers compare cannonballs, we really can't compare this, come on, show it to everyone..."

Originally, there were still students who continued to make noises, but they were distracted by this novel topic, and all of them died down immediately.

Jing Xiaoqiang also took off his large down jacket with a smile, revealing his tendons under the T-shirt for a bodybuilding look.

Still leaning on the microphone: "Singing is my side job, but I'm actually a professional..."

Just when the fast-talking students had already shouted that they were bodybuilders, he was serious: "I'm a makeup artist, thank you...can you sing, it's so cold!"

The students laughed again.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a pop singer from eastern Guangdong stepped forward first: "Then I'll come and sing "Farewell to Campus" for everyone. This is a new song I just heard in Hong Kong. Everyone on campus, thank you…”

It seems that he communicated the music score with the band on the way here, and there really was a beautiful melody there.

This unprecedented campus concert finally unfolded.

Zhou Qingyun, who had been sitting in the minibus, watched more and more students outside, especially the large number of students from outside the school who were pouring in from the school gate.

I sighed from the bottom of my heart: "For such a child, you said that he spends too much time in love and even suffers emotionally. What a loss will it be?"

Bai Lianting looked at Feng Xiaoxia who had quietly squatted among her classmates outside the other car, and she had already let herself out of the misery easily: "Isn't that right, our Pingjing Academy of Drama can also perform a performance, anyway, he is so invited strong."

It was originally a joke that you have an attitude of protecting everything, let him endure to the end as long as he can.

Zhou Qingyun thought about it seriously: "Why not?"

That's right, for people who are used to changing the world, or making rules, why not?
Just like the campus concert in front of me, it lasted from four o'clock in the afternoon to eight o'clock in the evening!
The equipment is very simple, with no lighting, no backstage, and no set boards.

However, under the leadership of a group of singers from the art troupe who often go to the grassroots level, people completely forget the environmental conditions.

The atmosphere also started from the second song. As soon as the Cantonese singer finished singing, Sister Ming couldn't wait to rush to start her folk song, and played freely without following the program.

Choose the song that you can most impress the young audience.

Isn't it an interesting thing for singers?

Everyone scrambled to take turns.

Seventeen or eighteen people, in fact, can only play five or six songs.

But the atmosphere is simply bursting!
Because Lin University is located among a large number of colleges and universities such as Tsingjing University and Medical University, and has more than 4 students, many people from inside and outside the school soon gathered!
Four hours is enough time to spread the news throughout the high school district.

Students from countless other schools are gathering here.

But without the slightest danger of chaos, everyone squeezed in quietly, found a place to sit down, and looked at the figures in the distance full of expectation and happiness.

Lin University's own student union, the school's logistics security department, etc., were busy trying to establish order around the perimeter, and turned on the stadium lights early.

College students also need reassurance.

Everyone is also away from home to study, full of longing for the future, even more painful than the soldiers in the ends of the world.

Because they thought they could change the world, after gradually colliding with the reality of society, they will have more hesitation, confusion and doubts.

Music is the gas station where they can soothe themselves.

The singers have never experienced such an open-air concert with tens of thousands of people. Well, it is actually a bit like the later unplugged concert.

Even if there are not so many people in the army.

Many songs don't even need accompaniment. These top singers let the sounds of nature reverberate purely with their own voices.

Their ability guarantees the high standard of this concert.

If it wasn't for the fact that the temperature began to drop sharply after nightfall, the time would have been extended.

In the end, after Jing Xiaoqiang led everyone to sing "You at the Same Table", he used the loudspeaker over and over again to ask everyone to leave safely, and left in batches from the outside to the inside in an orderly manner.

Of course, Jing Xiaoqiang paid out of his own pocket, and invited all the participants to have a supper to go to the cold.

Fortunately, he is actually familiar enough with Pingjing.

By the time everyone returned to the media center, it was already past eleven o'clock.

Only then did the singers know that on the ten o'clock evening news, part of the scenes shot on the spot had been edited into news, and after the broadcast, they received unanimous praise from all sides!
So many top singers performed for tens of thousands of college students regardless of pay or fatigue.

The picture in the lens is not to mention shocking.

Tens of thousands of people, that is really a crowd of people all over the mountains and plains, even the surrounding dormitories, teaching buildings and even the surrounding trees are full of intoxicated college students!

So the TV station naturally received calls from all over the country, inviting Qingge Club to perform in various places!

Especially in oil, mining, electric power and other rich and powerful units.

College students have this treatment, so should we.

Cost is no problem!

Including Zhuaner TV Station, there is a kind of surprise of sudden enlightenment.

In the past few Youth Song Concerts, TV stations have always provided such a display platform, but they never thought of bringing so many top singers together for a concert.

It will take almost two years before someone will suddenly become enlightened. After that, all the singing programs on Zhuaner TV will go on this road, going all over the country to collect money.

But Jing Xiaoqiang has already started kneeling on the keyboard with Bai Lianting, oh, if there is no keyboard, then kneel on the bedside.

Bai Lianting originally wanted to go back to school, but at this time, going back to punish the warning was too strong, she felt that she hadn't.

So I tried my best to turn my head away as if nothing had happened: "Hmph, what's the matter, old friend?"

Jing Xiaoqiang told her to shut up between laughing and crying: "The lyrics are not clear enough, everyone has their own life, right?"

Jinzuizi is unforgiving: "Don't mind me, bring me here for romance, I'll make room for you... hooligans!"

Jing Xiaoqiang is innocent. When you talk about making room at this time, everyone will think about it.

(End of this chapter)