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The Stars of the Sky Literary And Art Show.

Speaking of this show, this is one of the most important programs of Suzhou-Hangzhou University, and one of the few most popular programs of people.

The annual school flowers, as well as the school flowers, are almost all selected by this event.

A person, just good-looking, this is not enough, and, also need to have the corresponding talent to match, if it is just good-looking, it is equivalent to a vase, a lot of vases, but compared to the appearance, good-looking, talented people, vase is of no value.

The Stars of the Sky Literary And Art Show.

The show has already begun.

Below is a sea of people, and the students of Suzhou and Hangzhou University are watching below.

The number of students is large, about 20,000 or so, and, nearly 1,000 faculty members, of course, there are also some, are nearby residents, grandparents, with their little granddaughters to see.

There are a lot of people, the center of the crowd, and the more you walk in, the more people there are.

The opening ceremony is the same as before.

First of all, the most important leaders in the school spoke, introduced the general work of the school, and then said some polite words, and the parade began directly.

What made He Wanrong a little unsatisfactory was that he was actually drawn by one, the first person to perform a literary and artistic performance.

He was a little caught off guard.

And this time, he sat next to several big beauties, the first of which was his girlfriend, the right girlfriend, Pan Wan’er, and Pan Wan’er’s girlfriend, Zhang Lingling.

At the same time, there were other people around, namely Dai Yuyan and Gong Ne.

Dai Yuyan has an ancient town repertoire, while Gong Ne has a collaborative repertoire with her.

Pan Wan’er and Zhang Lingling later changed their plans, and the two participated in the show.

“There is a request from the music class, the president of the music club, He Wanrong brought us “Leaving People’s Sorrows”, please look forward to …”

“This song, lyrics, composition, is He Wanrong.”

“Wow.”

“Oh my God.”

“Lyrics and composers are all him, my God, there is such an all-round person.”

“Doesn’t that mean it’s completely original?”

“The Starry Sky Literary and Art Show performs original song tracks, plays and sings by itself, loves, loves, really loves.”

“This dude, it’s too scary!”

……..

After taking the microphone, He Wanrong smiled slightly, said to the following: “Hello, I am He Wanrong, Sang Yu is not late, the song I brought today is “Leaving People Sad”, like everyone likes. ”

Gong Ne was listening carefully, listening to He Wanrong’s every word, in music, in many ways, He Wanrong was his teacher, so she needed to study well.

Not only that, a lot of He Wanrong’s knowledge is something she has not understood, so it should be better listened to.

Dai Yuyan loves Wu and Wu and is listening.

What she liked most was a sentence.

My name is He Wanrong, and Sang Yu is not late.

It is because of this sentence that she thoroughly understands He Wanrong, and at the same time, it is also because of this sentence that she has a different understanding of He Wanrong.

Simple, clear, do not do, do not say, this is He Wanrong.

As for Pan Wan’er, she has long since become tianzi no. 1 big licking dog, He Wanrong’s are all right, He Wanrong’s are all good, absolutely licking dogs.

Zhang Lingling was the same, listening carefully.

The judges and teachers below are also listening carefully.

Every teacher is very serious, after all, they are all old teachers of Suzhou and Hangzhou University, and everyone is very fair.

The eyes of the people below also converged on He Wanrong’s body.

He Wanrong is very calm, very calm, for him, after life and death, he has nothing to see in his eyes, not to mention a simple literary and artistic performance, even if it is a parade concert around the world, he will not have the slightest concern.

He Wanrong sat very calmly, sitting calmly, holding the microphone in his hand, and it did not take long for his voice to slowly sing out.

He used to love the song, and now, this song, it’s his.

“Spring went white huafa fell lonely and thought about it.”

Cut off a wisp of sadness to cover people’s eyes

Today the man has broken his intestines, and today he is on each side

There is no hope of seeing you in this life

It is difficult to dare to complain about the end of the bustling curtain

Last night I saw again that I abandoned me and did not return to my husband

Tonight is too long, and now there are two itches

Today’s people are thinner and yellower than dead leaves

I should be leisurely in the rivers and lakes and drink a pot of turbid wine

”

He Wanrong’s voice was very good, so when he sang it and opened his first sentence, the voice had already attracted the attention of the teachers.

Eyes lit up.

As the lyrics became more and more sung, the people below were shocked.

The crowd was stunned.

“Sorrow away from others, sorrow from people.”

Gong Ne had words in his mouth.

When He Wanrong’s first lyrics came out of his mouth, in an instant, Gong Neju shifted his gaze to He Wanrong.

The previous understanding of He Wanrong was too shallow.

Meantime.

The professor of the Conservatory of Music, the Feizi musician, just heard the lyrics, the whole person, very excited, the whole person stood up.

“Too, too, too much…..”

Because he was so excited, he didn’t finish his words.

Approaching, he directly commented: “Too good, this is the taste, this taste, I just like this taste, this song is too charming, the taste of the complete ancient style, for a long time, I have not heard such a good ancient style song, and, is this completely original to him?” The adaptation is so good. ”

“It’s full of antiquity, and the melody is so beautiful and moving, and the pop elements are full of it, it’s simply perfect.”

In one breath, He Wanrong sang all the lyrics.

He also sang very happily, over and over again.

Until I put down the microphone, everyone was immersed in such beautiful music.

Seeing that everyone was still in a daze, He Wanrong lifted the microphone and said lightly: “Thank you for listening.” ”

As soon as the voice dropped, He Wanrong put down the microphone.

At this time, there was still a silence below, a silence, immersed in the music of He Wanrong, unable to extricate himself.

Everyone’s expressions are very rich.

“He Wanrong, your composition is so good, according to my speculation, it is definitely a master level.”

A gu rare teacher named Zhang Mubai said seriously.

This is his most heartfelt evaluation.

Hearing this, He Wanrong smiled slightly: “Casually arranged, like this song, you can sing and write hundreds of songs at will.” ”

“Sizzle.”

The teachers inhaled a cool breath.

From He Wanrong’s words, He Wanrong said it seriously, but in the eyes of the teacher, this force was really terrifying, pretending to be like the wind.

Whatever you write, you can have a professor’s book review, and let no one live.