< img height="1" width="1" style="display:none" src="https://www.facebook.com/tr?id=433806094867034&ev=PageView&noscript=1" />

Text:

Comment:

Home > Fantasy > My 1979 > Chapter 342

Chapter 342

Words:2206Update:22/06/27 05:18:23

Report

Li He sang affectionately and attentively. Even if his voice was broken, he still had to move forward bravely and not give others a look. He had the strength to sing with all his might!

Good song!

Good!

Those who knew a little about music began to feel that it was a pity that such a good song was actually sung out of tune. Otherwise, it would be even better!

Therefore, many people could not help but sing behind him, believing that no matter how they sang, it would be better than Li He.

But the theme song was very strange, and the chorus was easy to break. It was very difficult!

Many people could not even hum!

It was not easy to sing!

Holy sh * t, no matter how he sang, his voice would break!

They could not sing to Li He's level!

"Keep running, with the pride of a child

How can you see the shine of life if you don't persevere

Rather than linger on, why not burn to your heart's content

For the beauty in your heart

Do not compromise until you grow old. "

Li He's falsetto was very weak. He could not sing it if he did not use it, and he could not shout it out if he used it!

He was about to cry when he finished singing. He exhaled heavily, opened his eyes, and looked at the silent audience.

F * ck!

Why was everyone looking at him like that?

Did they think his voice was broken?

They could not look at him like that!

He could not be despised after failing to show off!

Even if Gaga came to sing, it would be at the scene of a car accident!

His singing was already not bad!

He held the microphone and was stunned for a few seconds!

Suddenly, there was a burst of applause from the audience, and tears of excitement filled their eyes!

This song sang what they wanted to sing in their hearts!

Rather than linger on, why not burn to your heart's content

This was a cry from the heart!

It made people's blood boil and their fighting spirit soar!

Life needed this kind of strength. Never retreat, never admit defeat, and express faith!

"One more, one more."

The rhythm could not be stopped.

Li He found that the sound was a little noisy, as if it came from all directions.

He took a closer look. He didn't know when, but there were many more people in the classroom. The aisles of the classroom were already full, and there was even a circle of people at the entrance of the classroom. He didn't know how many teachers and students there were.

He felt that it was a little exaggerated. Why were there so many people?

He knew that he could not avoid it.

He cleared his throat and said, "This is really the last song, okay?"

"One more song, one more song," everyone answered in unison. No one answered his question.

Li He felt helpless and patted the microphone again. "This is really the last song. Thank you, everyone. I know that a lot of students will be going abroad soon, so I want to give this song to those students who are going abroad to further their studies. Let's hold hands and walk forward with our heads held high, letting the world know that we are all Chinese. "

The audience burst into thunderous applause.

He prayed in his heart that he was sorry, Heavenly King Liu!

"Five thousand years of wind and rain!

How many dreams are hidden

Yellow face, black eyes

What remained unchanged was the smile.

Eight Thousand Li of Mountains and Rivers

Same tears, same pain

Once suffering we keep in mind

Same blood, same seed.

The Future Has Dreams, Let's Explore Together

Hand in hand, no distinction between you and me

Walk forward with one's head up

Let the world know that we are all from China. "

At the end of the song, the audience was in an uproar!

It was as if he had become a star.

Li He quickly got off the stage. He did not care about the students' request for another song. He did not want to be the king of literature and art.

When everyone saw that Li He was not going to sing anymore, they suddenly felt bored.

Only the smart students had already memorized the lyrics and music score and passed them around.

Some students asked for the names of the last two songs. Li He wrote down the names on a piece of paper.

"Chasing Dreams with a Pure Heart."

"China Man."

A student asked, "Teacher Li, we have never heard of these two songs before. Are they your originals?"

Li He could only shamelessly say that they were originals.

Then, he happily listened to everyone's compliments and compliments.

This New Year's Eve party was ruined by Li He. Many students who were scheduled to perform on stage were not willing to go up. No matter how they sang, they would not be able to surpass Li He. They could only leave.

When he returned to the office, Chen Yun smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so capable."

"It's just a hobby. It's not very elegant," Li He modestly waved his hand.

Within a few days, the influence of this song started to show. There were always students and teachers asking him how to sing Chasing Dreams with a Pure Heart. It was really difficult to sing!

Li He did not have any good suggestions. He only said, "Drink a liter of white wine first. If you're not asleep, shout at the top of your lungs and you'll be able to sing it."

There were even teachers from the school's Arts Department who came to look for him. If you're so awesome, how can people like us who rely on our professions survive?!

He was full of resentment!

A female teacher who specialized in vocal music came to him. "Did you really write this song yourself?"

"Yeah." Li He was usually more pleasant to pretty girls.

"Then can I sing it?"

Li He said, "Sure."

"I mean, only I can sing it. I'm authorized to sing it alone," the female teacher said arrogantly. "If I sing it well, you'll be famous too."

Li He said, "I'm afraid that won't work. Whoever likes it can sing it. Why do you have to sing it alone?"

The female teacher said confidently, "I'll buy two of your songs for 200 yuan. You can even be my composer."

"I really can't."

"Why not?" The female teacher said angrily.

"I just can't."

Li He left after saying that. It's still the same thing. If you're not my father, I won't spoil you. The princess syndrome was caused by spoiling men.

In the dormitory, Mu Yan and the others were also looking at him strangely.

Li He said, "There's nothing on my face. Why are you looking at me like that?"

Liu Yibo said, "I didn't expect you to be a singer. It's a pity that you didn't go to the Arts Department."

"I agree." Mu Yan also teased him.

"Stop teasing me." Li He did not believe that they were really praising him. He suddenly asked Liu Yibo, "Have you settled your father-in-law?"

"According to your plan, you've given him enough face. Can he not agree?" Liu Yibo sighed after saying that. Of course he was happy to settle his father-in-law, but he had spent a lot of money to coax him. He had followed Li He's instructions and rented more than a dozen taxis on the day of the engagement. He had even rented cars for tourists to pose in the park and the square. His father-in-law had never seen such a scene in many years, so he kept praising him. His father-in-law was obviously proud of himself, but his pocket was empty and Li He had become his biggest creditor.

"Have you chosen the hotel for the wedding?" Li He continued to ask.

Liu Yibo said, "I'll pay and they'll choose the hotel. After all, they have a lot of relatives. I only have a few colleagues here. "

Mu Yan asked, "Your parents aren't coming?"

Liu Yibo said, "I'm bringing Jiang Yan back to my hometown at the end of the year.

The weather was very cold, and Li He had drunk his fill of the northwest wind. The strong north wind howled, and the force 5 to 6 gale made the trees sway vigorously. Everywhere was filled with rustling sounds.

It was finally a holiday. It was great to have a holiday.

You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.


Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.