The murderer who caused this situation is still at large, and the school does not use any means at all! The murderer even went to the teaching department the next day and came back, saying that whoever dared to touch a hair in the future would be the consequence!

These days, the eyes of male classmates from the Foreign Languages ​​College are very different. The sarcasm and boycott all disappear. On the contrary, a large number of fearful eyes appear. On the way, there will be boys who have thrown his things in the past to say hello to him. How can this taste be so good!

Qu Jingsen's admiration for the otaku was a little more. Even if he didn't like what he told him, he would pinch his nose and do it.

Due to strong interference from the beautiful flower, the audience was in a large area of ​​turmoil.

The members of the Iron Group were jumping well and deeply doubted whether they were shitting and not wiping their butts today. They made mistakes in succession, went in the wrong position, turned in the wrong direction, and jumped in the wrong steps. Eight people were on the stage one end, one end, and one end, and you jumped and I jumped in mine. They couldn't cooperate at all, just like headless flies running around.

According to the rehearsal, you should be shaking your legs on the spot, but some people slowed down two beats, and some people remembered that they were shaking their hands, and the scene was messy.

Originally, after three jumps, everyone should lie down and complete a mechanical action, but someone jumped four times in a row, which seemed particularly abrupt among the members lying down around.

The overall state was greatly reduced and the dance was unable to be completed. Before the last notes of the background music "Crow Castle" were broadcast, there was still a continuous trembling dance that was not danced. Everyone had a tacit understanding and bowed to greet each other, ended the performance early, and stepped down from the stage crying.

Su Linheng didn't know how he walked back behind the scenes, and his legs kept shaking, not only getting angry, but also feeling a little aggrieved. Yes, he had put in so much effort, but he couldn't get the result. One member simply wiped his tears.

Su Linheng felt very uncomfortable, and the dog-headed military advisor patted him on the back and said, "Brother Heng is fine, we have tried our best, it's not our fault."

Su Linheng was about to answer when a person suddenly stood in front of him, and he shouted in an extremely exaggerated tone: "The performance was so good! Especially your cooperation is so appropriate, it's like a heart-to-heart relationship. You turn left and I turn right, you jump up and lie in front of me, it's so funny! It's so funny! Uh? Are you acting a sketch? I think you have more talent than Guo Degang. I think the party should be awarded the best funny award to you."

Su Linheng was so angry that he smoked his orifices and said coldly: "Get out of here, Song Baojun, I can't get a good ranking, but you don't want to win!"

"Is that so? I don't think it's okay to win or not." Song Baojun shrugged: "The key is that your performance is refreshing and has cured my facial muscle lizardism for many years. You may not have noticed that a classmate was dragged to rescue him before, and he was laughed and paralyzed by your vivid performance."

"Get out quickly! I'm afraid I can't help but act!" The dog-headed military advisor rolled up his sleeves and shouted.

Looking at Song Baojun's back as he walked away, Su Linheng gritted his teeth and asked, "What's wrong with that drunk man just now? Which class is from? I must kill him."

It was not until the student union cadres went to ask Qu Jingsen that the coquettish guy sat down and replied: "What if I say hello to my classmates? Is it okay to say hello?"

There was a girl who was crazy about flowers screaming: "Beautiful flower, I want to give birth to a baby for you!"

The rating team silently scored in the audience, and would not announce it on the spot. It was only counted as the criterion for awards after the end. No one knew how low the score for this bad mechanical dance was.

The curtain was opened again, and the surrounding light was dim, and the spotlight hit the middle of the stage, and an elegant black grand piano was added.

Host Yan Luohan walked onto the stage and looked at the newspaper list and smiled: "The wonderful mechanical dance brings us a rare visual enjoyment. Some people say that life and death are eternal topics in the universe and are the philosophy that humans always pursue. So please enjoy the piano solo "Requiem" by Song Baojun, a class 1, Grade 2 of the Chinese Department.

When everyone heard this song, they were shocked. The hands that were about to applaud were hesitant and whispered in the audience.

"Requiem" is a chorus set in the Christian ritual of mourning the dead. In the musical sense, the Requiem refers to the K626 song written by Mozart in 1791, and it is also his last work.

The complete set of "Requiem" is divided into eight parts, namely "Entering the Hall to Praise", "Sutra of Praise", "Sutra of Contribution", "Sutra of Holy Sutra", "Praise of Praise", "Praise of Praise", "Praise of Praise", "The Lamb's Sutra", and "Lord's Song".

According to different conductors, "Requiem" can be long or short, with a length of more than seventy minutes, and the shortest is only forty-four minutes.

Is it appropriate to play "Requiem" in a happy and unrestrained party? Can a piano be played with a set of repertoire that requires the cooperation of the entire orchestra? For more than an hour, can you watch your personal performance in the whole party?

Tu Fen was very questioned about the music chosen by her favorite disciple. A work that combines symphony and aria forms is adapted into a simple piano performance. She didn't know how difficult it was. She repeatedly planned to ask Song Baojun in person what the child was thinking, but in the end she didn't ask anything.

For this grand party, the organizer created a lot of gimmicks. A few days ago, a deaf and mute man from Singapore, Lee Ka-young, was treated by the School of Life Sciences of Chazhou University and restored his hearing with the help of hearing aids.

What will happen if a person who has never sensed sound in his life will regain his auditory function and listen to the billions of different sounds in the world? The organizer invited him to attend this evening party.

For a time, the audience's reactions were different.

The seats of the School of Business Administration were originally arranged at the back. Liu Peilong, a rich young man, changed to the fourth row of seats in the front row with his relationship, which was very close to the stage. He invited Yuan Shuang to sit in the front row with Yuan Shuang. The two had a fierce quarrel at Xiangxiang Pavilion. Finally, Liu Peilong knew how to lower his figure and went to ask Yuan Shuang to make up, intending to take advantage of the opportunity of this appreciation party to repair their relationship.

The previous programs were generally good, and they were just average. One evening party seemed to be like. Yuan Shuang sat lazily, and suddenly heard the host read Song Baojun's name and was a little surprised.

"Shuangshuang, what's wrong?" Liu Peilong quickly asked the goddess with concern.

"It's okay." Yuan Shuang hurriedly took out her cell phone and pretended to play with it, covering up her inner emotions.

Liu Peilong knew it well and shook his head and said, "There are many experts present, and talented talents have long been selected into the Conservatory of Music. The remaining students of other majors can only be regarded as hobbies and fun."

"That's not necessarily." Yuan Shuang didn't know what she thought, but she couldn't help but defend Song Baojun. Although she knew that Song Baojun was definitely not that material.

Liu Peilong just shook his head and was unwilling to argue with the goddess, but the disdain in his eyes could be seen by the blind man.

Another person who can be called an acquaintance is the beautiful sister Yun Qingni.

Sister Yun came to watch the party today purely out of boredom. She sat on the left side of the second row, accompanied by a leader from a large leader in Chazhou. She obviously had a very ordinary identity. After several boring programs, Sister Yun planned to leave the seat early, and now she sat down again, with a very strong interest on her face.

Song Baojun walked onto the stage in the "Dream Bear" costume bought by Liu Xiyue, and the spotlight immediately projected on him, with clear black and white, plain and quiet.

At first glance, it seemed like the village party secretary who was preparing for a speech at the meeting.

The boy from the School of Mechanical Engineering in the 15th row of the West District of the auditorium had been waiting for a long time and immediately scolded: "Where did the farmers come from here to pretend to be a ghost!"

"Your whole family! Do you believe it or not?" The otakus brothers in the middle of the audience would not be outdone and would scold them.

"I have a genital to come over! Who is afraid of who?"

"Be careful that I will beat you to the bird-like Xu Yanyong!"

The program caused a commotion from the boss before it even started. Fortunately, the student union members followed up in time to stop the emotionally excited teams from both sides.

Song Baojun patted the microphone in an outfit and said, "Thank you for your scattered applause." Then he sat on the small stool in front of the piano, raised his fingers lightly, paused, and sat quietly for more than ten seconds.

At this moment, Song Baojun completely fell into the illusory space.

...

There was a flash of light in front of me, bright and dark, mainly black, white and gray. The light without color is very monotonous, even worse than color blindness. Color blindness can distinguish at least five or six colors. It seems that a person who has been watching a color TV for more than 20 years suddenly turns into a black and white TV, and the discomfort is particularly strong.

Song Baojun suddenly realized that this was a problem: "Hey, isn't the illusory space only a chaotic mass of sounds that can only be heard? How can I see the light? There is light, although it's really bad..."

A shadow appeared in front of Song Baojun: "Yes, we used to communicate with each other before, which was so simple and fast, so you don't have any sense of touch in this space. Recently, the increase in the ability of ghost energy has been greatly increased. We declared that the leader agreed and decided to upgrade the illusory space systematically to give everyone a sense of touch of light."

"You are wasting resources!" Song Baojun smiled and said, "But it feels really much better. Why can't I see you clearly, like a shadow."

The edges of the shadow are blurred, there is no entity, the light and darkness, and the shadows change. It is the voice of the philosophical personality: "Yes, just like dreaming, your feeling process in the dream is very real, but you will never remember the face of the person in the dream. If you are strong enough, all this will slowly become real. Perhaps in the near future, the five senses will be produced one after another, vision, hearing, smell, taste, and touch. Then a new world will be formed here, the ground, sky, clouds, fields, rivers, forests, lakes, manors, cattle, sheep, birds…"

If it weren't for not feeling where his feet were, Song Baojun almost jumped up: "Damn, it's too mysterious!"

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