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Chapter 18 Dongshan Ballad (Thank you for the reward)
If you haven't heard the school song of Dongyuan University, you will never think that this is a school song when you listen to the first sentence.

Dongyuan University is a university with a history of a hundred years. Its school song is called "East Mountain Ballad", which was born in the years of fire.

Under the war, the teachers and students of Dongyuan University have been relocated successively, and in order to avoid the war, the fire has been passed down from generation to generation.

But there are also countless teachers and students of Dongyuan University who use their own chest and blood to protect the school, their classmates, and their culture and roots.

The full text of its lyrics is as follows:

To the east of the high mountains, the artillery fires a prairie fire.

The nation is in peril and the country is in trouble,
The parents are poor and the younger brother is hungry and cold,
The burden is on my shoulders,
The burden is on my shoulders.

Dear students, if I leave.

Wait until the spring rain knocks on the cold window,
Do not be greedy for young dreams,
Reading is now,
Reading is now.

There was a girl standing by the lake.

She is my sweetheart,
Haven't held hands yet.

Forgive me for not paying,
Forgive me for not paying.

The tune of "East Mountain Ballad" is painful and slow. In the following decades, many people suggested changing the song or changing the lyrics, but all of them were jointly rejected by the old alumni.

Because of "The Ballad of Dongshan", the voice of countless ancestors was sung.
This history is the first lesson every freshman must learn after entering the school.

At this moment, when Gu Xiaobai sang the first sentence with his high-pitched and bright voice, which was particularly rich in high-frequency overtones, everyone seemed to see the scene from a hundred years ago.

To the east of the high mountains, this place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, was ignited by continuous artillery fire.

Gu Xiaobai's voice swayed in the air like a flame, hovering high in the sky.

The second sentence: "The nation is in danger, the country is in danger, the parents are poor and the younger brother is hungry and cold..."

The starting tone was high-pitched, but in the next two sentences, the melody was two consecutive descending patterns, dropping by a fifth, and the high-pitched mood instantly turned into grief and anger.

At this moment, the students in the cafeteria had already joined in involuntarily.

Boys use two octaves lower, girls use an octave lower voice, repeating the lyrics.

"The state is in trouble...the state is in trouble...the younger brother is hungry and cold...the younger brother is hungry and cold..."

Because when they joined, it was a bit uneven. Many people sang half a sentence, and then they found their own voices. Like Canon, they formed counterpoint imitations that repeated each other, endlessly, one after another.

The thick male voice, the deep female voice, and the high-pitched voice of Gu Xiaobai, the three voices shook the entire hall.

The hall of the third canteen is very high and empty. The crowd is scattered in it. The sound is scattered on the ceiling and absorbed by the debris on the ground, forming a strange acoustic effect, just like the ancients held a ceremony in an empty cave. , believers sing songs in the cathedral.

At this time, you don't need any accompaniment, because the vocals and echoes are your own accompaniment.

In the constant repetition of "the state is in trouble" and "the younger brother is hungry and cold", Gu Xiaobai's voice became firm again, steady and firm, without going up or down. In the third sentence, the tune was as smooth as speaking.

"The heavy responsibility rests on my shoulders."

Male and female voices repeat: "On my shoulders..."

"The heavy responsibility is on my shoulders!"

Fourth sentence.

The same lyrics are repeated twice, this time the tune is an upward free movement, and the tone instantly becomes impassioned and firm.

Male and female voices repeat: "On my shoulders! On my shoulders!"

This is the first stanza of Dongwon University's school song.

"East of the high mountains, the artillery fires a prairie fire.

The nation is in peril and the country is in trouble,
The parents are poor and the younger brother is hungry and cold,
The burden is on my shoulders,
The burden is on my shoulders. "

It's just a simple piece of lyrics, but it has hit the heart of almost every student of Dongyuan University.

At that moment of crisis, with what kind of heart did the ancestors of Dongyuan University sing such lyrics?
At the door, Dean Wu felt that the teacher's hands were shaking, and when he turned his face, he saw that there were already faint tears on Professor Chen's face.

"Teacher, let's sit down, sit down." Dean Wu quickly supported him and sat down at the dining table by the door.

The others also found a place to sit down and looked at Gu Xiaobai who was standing in the middle.

He stood there, his whole body seemed to emit light, he held his head up, as if in an unyielding struggle against fate.

Nothing can crush him.

In the eyes of everyone, his voice returned to a high pitch again, and he sang the second stanza.

"Dear classmate..."

This time, Gu Xiaobai stopped after singing a sentence, and looked at the students below.

The classmates immediately repeated: "Dear classmate..."

The two voices are intertwined and galloping, like the dark sea water under the moonlit night.

"If I leave..." Qi Xiaobai sang.

"If I leave..." the two voices repeat.

At this moment, Principal Wu suddenly heard a voice beside him.

Professor Chen also joined the chorus. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and his voice was a little trembling, but it was very loud and clear: "If I leave..."

"Leave... leave..."

When the echo of the word "leave" was still reverberating in the cafeteria, Gu Xiaobai sang the next sentence: "Wait until the spring rain knocks on the cold window, don't be greedy for the good dreams of young people."

When the word "Spring Rain" was sung, Gu Xiaobai raised his hand, and the classmates had automatically joined in.

Just like the effect of Canon reappears, one after another.

The female voice part's "Spring Rain...Spring Rain..." just matched the male voice part's "Cold Window...Han Window..."

The girl's "good dream...good dream..." was met with the boy's "greed...greedy..."

I don't know if it's a coincidence or what, even if it's been rehearsed, I'm afraid it won't have such a good effect.

Singing has always been a way for human beings to organize themselves and integrate into the collective since ancient times, and everyone, almost instinctively, found their place in this chorus.

Gu Xiaobai, who was standing in front, showed a slight smile, and in the echo of "greed", he sang the end of this paragraph: "Reading is now."

Then repeat: "Reading is now!"

The male and female voices repeat together: "Reading is now!"

Gu Xiaobai unconsciously covered his chest.

Last time, when he sang "The End of the World Singer", to be honest, he didn't feel much.

After all, he was singing himself.

But this time, he was really shocked and really felt the power of music.

His heart was trembling uncontrollably, and there was a slight tremor in his voice.

At this time, he sang the third stanza.

"There is a girl..."

The boys department repeats: "Girl...girl..."

"Standing by the lake..." Gu Xiaobai sang again.

The girls' department repeated: "By the lake...by the lake..."

"She is my sweetheart, and she has never held my hand..."

"Sweetheart...Sweetheart...hold the hand...hold the hand..."

Beside President Wu, Professor Chen finally couldn't bear it anymore. He raised his face, but the tears flowed uncontrollably.

What did he think of at this moment?
Nobody knows.

But he wasn't the only one who burst into tears.

Principal Wu touched the corners of his eyes, which were also wet.

(Note: The song "Dongshan Ballad" was made up by Uncle Ha. At present, only the lyrics have been written. The song has some ideas and has not yet been completed.)
　Thank you for your donations. I am very happy to see many old friends come with me.

　　Especially without a nickname, he is my old alliance leader, and he has given rewards several times.

　　Originally, I thought that if I changed the theme, I might have another wave of book friends...

　　(Although each book randomly changes the subject...)
　　But I still saw that everyone was always attached to Uncle Ha and allowed Uncle Ha to write all kinds of things he wanted to write so willfully.

　　Very impressed anyway.

　　Uncle Ha is a lazy person, so I won't thank them one by one.

　　During the new book period, there is no way to add more updates, so Uncle Ha will work hard to save the manuscript and write it hard.

　　From the beginning of this chapter, our Xiaobai really got high, and the next wave was really written. Uncle himself is very high, ahahahaha~ I really want to release it all for everyone to see.

　　Hold back, I hold back!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)