Jester closed his eyes.

To be honest, Yu Yunlong sang very well "My Chinese Heart", but it was so harsh in Jester's ears.

He didn't understand why this international student named Yu Yunlong would deceive himself. If he wanted to sing this song, he would just say it before, and he could not give in.

But the other party clearly agreed not to sing this song, but after he went on stage, he still sang this song.

hehe.

Jester sneered, "Is this trying to embarrass him? Just to have a good impression of Qin Shuyao? What kind of pathological thinking is this? He is not afraid of legitimate competition, but this method is too despicable, but it is not that simple to embarrass himself.

As time goes by, Yu Yunlong's song has come to an end. Qin Shuyao was also a little anxious about Jester. She couldn't help but take the initiative to hold Jester's hand tightly, her face full of anxiety. She kept saying embarrassedly: "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! I really didn't expect Yu Yunlong to be like this. He didn't do this before, and often helped his classmates..."

A warm feeling came from the hand held by Qin Shuyao, but Jester suddenly smiled. He said word by word: "This doesn't matter to you, and it's just a song? Isn't it better to choose one more song, it's not embarrassing to sing well."

Not shameful... The smile on Jester's face gradually became cold. He was not the kind of person who could spit himself in the face and fuck him without being seen.

He is not a generous person.

Moreover, some Chinese who took the initiative to give this song to Jester also looked at Jester unexpectedly. Didn’t Jester say he wanted to sing this song? When they saw Jester’s face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and his eyes were looking at the cold light that was singing on the stage emotionally from time to time, they understood what was going on.

He was fooled.

Some people who were already jealous of Jester showed gloating expressions.

Jester didn't take this temporary singing performance to heart. He originally planned to sing one song, but now it's not something he can ignore if he doesn't care.

If he tolerated this time, in the eyes of many people, this is not his own generosity, but his cowardice.

So, he was thinking now what song he should choose.

He only remembered a few songs for those accompanimental songs, but they were not suitable for him to sing.

Then he could only find one in his memory. To be honest, he didn't know how to sing many songs, but there were also many songs, but some songs needed to be accompanied by accompaniment. If he wanted to sing a cappella, his voice would be against the will of heaven.

"Chinese" is very suitable, but if it is a cappella, unless he has Lin Zhixuan's voice, and "Men should strengthen themselves" is also very good, but this song is too difficult unless he has Lin Zixiang's golden voice.

The problem is that I don’t have these. If I insist on singing a cappella, I can only show my ugly voice that I can’t even call my amateur. So how should I choose?

At this time, Yu Yunlong's singing ended. The lyrics of this song were indeed touching, and his singing skills were also very high. Many people left tears after listening to it, and the audience burst into warm applause.

Then the reporter reported the next singer to go on stage.

"Next, Li Jie!"

He had not made a decision yet, but as he watched Yu Yunlong walking down from the stage and smiling on his face, Jester's eyes became cold.

He may not be able to show his timidity at this time.

Even though he had not chosen which song he sang, Jester still stood up and walked towards the stage.

Jester and Yu Yunlong walked opposite each other, and both stopped halfway.

Yu Yunlong showed an apology expression on his face. He said embarrassedly: "Mr. Li, I don't have many songs. I watched it several times on that song list and found that only this song was good at, so I sang it. I'm really sorry."

He said apologies, his tone seemed to be sincere, but Jester still saw a hint of pride in his eyes that could not be concealed no matter what.

Jester narrowed his eyes, pulled the corner of his mouth, and a cold smile appeared.

"It's okay, I have other options."

Yu Yunlong could not see any anger from Jester's face, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. He did this and knew that it was harmless to Jester at most, and at most it would make him lose an indifferent face in the Chinese circle. But he wanted to see Jester's angry look, and he just hated Jester's disguise that looked as if he was full of smiles and kindness to everyone, but in fact he refused to be a thousand miles away.

He just wanted Qin Shuyao to see Jester make a fool of himself.

But he was very disappointed. Jester did not curse him as he expected. He hoped that this way he was just an ordinary international student, and Jester was not.

If Jester did this, then he would be the only one who was embarrassed.

Jester did not look at Yu Yunlong again, and passed by him and walked towards the platform.

The staff asked him what song he was going to sing, but unexpectedly, Jester shook his head and said lightly: "I won't sing."

"Don't sing!" Not only did the staff show a strange look on their faces, but after they spread throughout the banquet hall through the microphone, everyone also showed a strange look on their faces.

What did he do if he didn't sing?

This is a question in everyone's mind.

Jester still had the indifferent tone: "I don't know how to sing. I originally wanted to sing "My Chinese Heart", but the gentleman who didn't know his name had already sang it, and it was much better than me, so I won't be ugly anymore. But since I got the lottery, I must not go on stage. I remember that I wrote a poem before, which was written in the style of Fengya Song in the Book of Songs. I feel pretty good, so I can give it ugly and let everyone evaluate it."

A poem?

Yu Yunlong curled his lips with some disdain, and he was still in the style of Feng Yasong. He didn't even write drafts. He didn't believe that a banana man who grew up in the United States and received American education could write any Feng Yasong poems.

Everyone in the audience also made a buzzing discussion. Although they didn't know the details of the sudden change, they still gave them encouragement applause.

In the eyes of many people who don’t know the inside story, it may be the young man on the stage who really can’t sing.

Jester stood in the middle of the stage, and glanced at the scene. He saw some people's gloating expressions. These people were the Chinese who knew they had been cheated and gave them to "My Chinese Heart", as well as the worried expression on Qin Shuyao's face, and Yu Yunlong's slightly proud look, as if they were waiting to watch the show.

Then the corners of his mouth moved slightly, showing a slight indifferent smile.

Just when he was just passing Yu Yunlong, he remembered a song, a very famous song.

However, this song is a Japanese song. He doesn't understand Japanese, and this song is grand and even if he understands Japanese, he is not able to control it.

However, the Chinese translation of this song has a style of lyrics in the style of Yasong. It is written very well and has a very high-quality style. When Jester first saw it, he was immediately shocked.

Jester coughed and cleared his throat.

He said to the microphone: "This poem is called "Huaxia". It is because I often see Westerners in the United States disdain and a little angry, so I feel it. Although I have never returned to my hometown since I was born, it can be regarded as a kind of dream of my hometown in China."

Then Jester began to chant.

The voices in the audience also calmed down.

"It's raining, and the scenery is unseen. The sky is hanging everywhere, and there is a confusion. The journey is bumpy, and one person is alone, chasing his dreams like a star, without feeling tired."

"I crawl like a white bird, and it's hard and hard, like being shackled. I'm happy with everyone, without questioning, and having fun with others, without any confusion."

"What is my heart, what is it that I go to? Only this man, no one else can do. Even though I am imprisoned, my heart is unyielding, and no one can move the power of driving the mountain."

"The name of our country is called China, vast China, with black eyes and black hair. There is no need to be obscure, no complicated use, our people live in the country, and China is vast."

"The name of our country is called China, vast China, with black eyes and black hair. There is no need to be obscure, no complicated use, our people live in the country, and China is vast."

"Being basked in the monsoon wind, swaying the weeping willows, and baskets of willow branches to comfort your heart and worry. It turns into panicles, scatters and scatters in all four places, sprouting into seedlings, and thriving in order to thrive."

"However, my heart is full of gratitude and my love for love is deep. The gables are high, and the breeze can pass by. People hinder the heavenly trench, and no one can separate them."

"The name of our country is called China, vast China, with black eyes and black hair. There is no need to be obscure, no complicated use, our people live in the country, and China is vast."

"The name of our country is called China, vast China, with black eyes and black hair. There is no need to be obscure, no complicated use, our people live in the country, and China is vast."

"The world of heaven and earth are shown where they are, and they are firmly cut off. It is called the Middle Earth. When I live in the country, I sing softly, the years are endless, and the heaven moves forever."

"The name of our country is called China, vast China, with black eyes and black hair. There is no need to be obscure, no complicated use, our people live in the country, and China is vast."

Poetry is a song that does not require music, especially ancient poetry. In the ups and downs of Jester's chanting, everyone seems to have fallen into the traveler far away from a foreign land, wandering in the rain, like catkins in the wind, but in the deep attachment and pride of his hometown and China.

Especially those old people who have lived overseas for decades, they couldn't help but stand up halfway through Jester's poems, and their eyes were filled with tears again.

At first, their voices were very weak, but gradually more and more voices gathered and became clearer.

He whispered a sentence from Jester's poem at the same time.

"The name of our country is called China, vast China, with black eyes and black hair. There is no need to be obscure, no complicated use, our people live in the country, and China is vast."

Moreover, as Jester continued to recite, more and more people felt the passionate emotional catharsis in this poem, like a volcano eruption, and felt like they were empathetic, and they couldn't help but stand up and join the silent lineup.

"The name of our country is called China, vast China, with black eyes and black hair. There is no need to be obscure, no complicated use, our people live in the country, and China is vast."

The emotions in this poem are so passionate that it makes people fall into it involuntarily.

Especially the kind of pride for China is that in this era, I have seen the prosperous Chinese outside, which is extremely rare. These athletes from China and some delegation officials would never have imagined that a Chinese who had never been to the mainland could be so proud of being a Chinese.

Because it is not so proud, it is impossible to write such a strong emotional poem.

Yu Yunlong looked at all this in a daze. He really couldn't believe that this banana man could really write such a good poem!

But how is this possible!

At this time, he watched almost everyone in the audience stand up, followed Jester's chanting, and recited the most emotional sentence in this poem in unison.

"The name of our country is called China, vast China, with black eyes and black hair. There is no need to be obscure, no complicated use, our people live in the country, and China is vast."

There was no sense of recognition of this poem in his heart. He looked at Jester's face on the stage, and a look of great hatred appeared on his face.

Not only did his plans fail, but he also made a fuss to make Jester stand out.

At this time, Jester's eyes also floated towards him, and the originally gentle eyes became extremely cold in a blink of an eye.

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