The stage in the auditorium was brightly lit. Compared to the stage, the light in the auditorium was dimmer.
At this moment, Xiao Luo was sitting in an inconspicuous position in the last row of the auditorium. He was going to leave tonight, and before he left, he wanted to enjoy the English major choir. After all, he was the one who had guided them.
"A group of girls actually chose 'Yellow River.' I think they won't be able to sing it well. How can a girl sing this song with the momentum of this song?"
"I think so too. I'm afraid the English major will be at the bottom!"
Two boys next to him were whispering, discussing the performance of the English major who were about to go on stage.
Xiao Luo couldn't help but say, "The momentum of a song isn't achieved by shouting. Many revolutionary songs are sung by girls. They can still sing the momentum and foundation of the song. There is no song in the world that is not suitable for singing. There are only people who don't know how to sing."
The two boys looked at him and smiled playfully.
"Dude, it seems like you know a lot about music. Are you from the Music Department?"
"No."
"Then are you an amateur and a member of the Music Hobby Association?"
"No, I'm just a passerby."
This time, the two boys' playful smiles became even wider.
"First, you're not a student of the Music Department. Second, you're not a member of the Literature and Art Club. What qualifications do you have to comment?"
"You're just a layman, but you're pretending to be a music master."
Xiao Luo was not annoyed. He maintained a faint smile on his face and only replied, "Because I was the one who guided the English major choir."
While the two boys were still in shock, a student announcer came out from behind the stage curtain. With a smile on his face, he held the microphone and said, "Next, please enjoy the song 'Yellow River.' Chorus Class, Level 16 English Major. Conductor, Huang Ruoran. Reciter, Chu Yue!"
The big red curtain slowly opened, revealing the familiar faces of the English major. Everyone was in high spirits with smiles on their faces. They stood in the formation that Xiao Luo had previously adjusted.
Huang Ruoran, who was wearing a formal suit and high heels, came out from the backstage. He bowed deeply to the audience and then turned to face his classmates. At this moment, the accompaniment of "Yellow River" flowed out gently like a mountain stream.
Chu Yue was in the middle of the line. When the accompaniment began, she began to recite in a loud voice, "The Yellow River is a long river of history that flows endlessly. The Yellow River is the mother river of the descendants of the Yan Emperor and the Yellow Emperor. In your bosom lies 1.3 billion Chinese children, your blood is connected to six million and six hundred thousand divine lands.
From the snowy mountains, grasslands, and the Dadu River, we look back at history with our tragic songs. From the rain of bullets and the blockade line of the Japanese invaders, we bravely kill the enemy with our songs. The descendants of the dragon have united to protect our hometown, the Yellow River, and our great motherland! "
Their emotions were stirred, brimming with a kind of tenacity and strong influence. Before the chorus began, this recitation had already made the blood of all the audience boil. It was as if they had seen the scene of the revolutionary soldiers bravely killing the enemy and the rise of the Hua people.
Xiao Luo smiled with satisfaction. Chu Yue was really suitable to be a reciter.
Huang Ruoran began to command with both hands, and the loud and neat singing sounded.
"The wind is howling, the horses are neighing, the Yellow River is roaring …"
At first, the song was like a wild horse running on the vast grassland, followed by many horses, and finally a large group. It was as if thousands of horses were galloping along the rolling Yellow River. With the accompaniment, the strong collision of the high and low notes made people feel as if they were seeing the rolling waves.
The two boys who had just questioned the English major were stunned. The audience was also stunned. They had never heard such a powerful chorus. The sound was like a wave, wave after wave, shocking everyone's eardrums.
Halfway through, it suddenly pulled up like a thunderclap, like a gorgeous musical feast, exploding in everyone's minds. The accompaniment that was originally like a bay of water had long since become a vast river, unstoppable, surging forward courageously all the way.
It was too shocking, too incredible!
When the chorus was over, Huang Ruoran turned to face the audience and bowed to thank them. The large auditorium was so quiet that the sound of a pin dropping on the ground could be heard. More than a thousand people in the auditorium were all staring at the stage, dumbfounded. The galloping song was still lingering in their ears, and the lingering sound was inspiring their souls.
The English major students looked at each other and felt nervous for no reason. They did not know what was wrong with the audience. Could it be that they did not sing well?
"Clap … clap clap clap …"
At this moment, the teacher judge sitting in the center of the first row stood up and became the first person in the entire auditorium to applaud, breaking the strange silence. Following that, the other judges and students all stood up and applauded. Everyone was in an uproar, and the warm applause swept through the auditorium like a storm.
Everyone expressed their high recognition of the English major chorus with fierce applause and cheers!
Until now, no class's chorus performance had been highly praised by the teachers and judges. It was not until the English major went on stage that they conquered everyone in the auditorium with their impassioned recitation and their wave-like singing.
"It's incredible that a group of girls can sing 'Yellow River' so well!"
"Yes, it's full of momentum and emotion. Especially their singing style, it's like the waves."
The two boys who had doubted the English major at first were amazed. They subconsciously looked at Xiao Luo's seat, only to find that it was empty. Xiao Luo had left at some point.
Of course, some were happy, while others were sad. Qiu Liang, from the Measurement and Control major, was ashen-faced. He was very sure that they had lost. The English major, whether it was the opening recitation, the conducting, or the overall level of the chorus, were several levels higher than the Measurement and Control major. According to the previous bet, he had to strip naked and run around the campus.
At this moment, Xiao Luo was dragging his suitcase and walking slowly on the main road of the school.
Just like before, he left quietly with a wave of his sleeves, not taking a single cloud with him. He had no regrets. At least he left something behind. For example, he firmly believed that the English major would come in first place in this chorus.
However, he was somewhat reluctant and had mixed feelings.
Zhu Xiaofei was sloppy and stingy; Ding Kai, who was as thin as a monkey; Huang Ruoran, who was domineering; An Huanhua, who was petite and cute; Chu Yue, who was unruly and rude; and so on.
His days at Huaye had been full of ups and downs. It was impossible to say that he had no feelings for them.
However, everything would be diluted by time. He still had his own things to do, and Zhu Xiaofei and the others had their own colorful university life.
At the school gate, a black Bentley was parked there steadily.
"Are you Mr. Xiao?" the driver asked respectfully.
Xiao Luo nodded and said, "Hello."
The driver opened the car door and said, "The boss has been waiting for you at the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion Hotel for a long time. Please get in."
"Thank you."
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