Ling Cang walked up to the stage and corrected him seriously: "It's "Into the New Food Age"."
The host was stunned for a moment: "That's right. "Into the New Era"."
""Into the New Food Generation" is not "Into the New Era"."
The host still didn't understand: "Is there a difference?"
"Forget it. Let's play some music..." Ling Cang waved his hand impatiently: "I'm going to start singing."
The school's normal activities are all hosted by the student union. But for this cultural performance, several hosts who used to perform frequently fell ill. So the Red Cross could only hire hosts from etiquette companies. Anyway, the expenses would come from donations. Inside and out. No need to feel heartache.
The host didn't know where Ling Cang came from. He just wondered why this student was so arrogant. But on such an occasion, he couldn't have an attack. He could only smile and say: "Let us welcome this classmate to present "Into" "New Era".
All the programs received sparse applause. Only Ling Cang came on stage and received stormy cheers. Everyone intuitively believed that Ling Cang would definitely get into trouble. But they couldn't guess what Ling Cang would do. So one by one Quan stretched his neck and looked towards the stage with wide eyes.
The music of "Into the New Era" started immediately. Ling Cang sang to the microphone very gracefully. Compared with his accomplishments on the violin and piano, Ling Cang's singing skills were a little weaker, but it was still pretty good. It was just singing. The lyrics that came out surprised everyone present: "I always want to confess to you. Melamine is not only found in Sanlu. I always want to talk to you. The delicious food depends on gutter oil. The Chinese people who have been tempered for a long time. Invulnerable to all poisons and entered the new food era." Ah~~~ah~~~ah~~~ah~~~ah. We are invulnerable to all poisons. Entering the new food era, we eat Sudan red. Pesticides make lobster red. We eat dyed steamed buns and pork. It all relies on clenbuterol. The profiteers who are full of poison lead us into the new food era. Daily diet can learn chemistry. Let me tell the world how cute the big-headed doll is. Let me tell the future. Genetically modified genes can make you sterilized. The profiteers who have the courage to innovate will lead us into that new food era. Ah~~~ah~~~ah~~~ah~~~ah. Lead us into that new food era.”
As soon as the song was sung, the whole audience burst into laughter. Looking at the Red Cross | Cross Society staff, their faces were all blue.
A Red Cross official attending the event couldn't help but ask: "This classmate, what are you singing in this mess?"
"Singing impromptu. Sorry..." Ling Cang bowed to the other party seriously: "Actually, what I really want to sing is another song."
"What."
"The band..." Ling Cang pointed to the musician next to him and said in an almost commanding tone: "Please play "Shameless"."
In order to avoid being rejected and successfully appear on the stage, Ling Cang didn't even mention singing two songs. At this time, Ling Cang took the lead, making the host feel like he had become a spectator. He originally wanted to take back the right to speak on the stage, but he couldn't. Can't take a step forward.
As for the band, I don’t know why. Without any discussion among themselves, they all started playing according to Ling Cang’s instructions.
On the podium, the president of the Red Cross Society said to Principal Li in a low voice: "The students in your school are a little too much..."
Principal Li suppressed a smile and said calmly: "Our school has always encouraged students to have a sense of innovation. Even if this kind of innovation is not accepted by others for the time being."
"But even if it's an innovation, this song has nothing to do with our theme."
"It's just a cultural program. It doesn't necessarily focus on the theme." Principal Li said, pointing to the stage: "Keep listening."
This president has a keen eye and is right at all. Although this song is cleverly conceived, it has nothing to do with donations. However, he was not disappointed. Because Ling Cang’s next song, although the song is composed by the Black Panthers A masterpiece. The changed lyrics always revolve around today's theme: "My beautiful girl's surname is Guo. She loves to show off herself. All kinds of famous bags. All kinds of good cars. Weibo certified. Hot name. Red Cross business boss..." You are always talking to yourself. It is difficult to justify yourself. People ask you what you have done. Stop pretending to be silent. Tell the truth. Our love has been squandered to some extent. We no longer believe it. What charity do we believe in? Unless the details of donations are announced. This crisis How can I crack it? There is no need to find out whose fault it is. I have donated blood for you. I have also exonerated you. Now I will give you a song to make you feel ashamed."
This song is the key to the song. When Ling Cang finished singing, the whole audience went crazy. The students stood up and shouted loudly.
Ling Cang bowed deeply to everyone. Then he shouted: "Let everyone say with me... Hermès."
As expected, everyone in the audience shouted: "Hermès."
"Maserati."
The audience shouted again: "Maserati."
Ling Cang turned around and asked the leader who had just spoken: "Do you think we will donate money to let you buy Hermès and Maserati?"
The leader didn't say anything. But the president shouted: "What do you mean?"
"What I mean is..." Ling Cang suddenly changed his attitude and acted a little scared: "Actually, I have no hostility towards you. And I have a better say on the issue of charity. Because I am an orphan from a poor mountainous area. ."
"So you must have received our funding..." The president didn't know where the courage came from. He stared and said something that even he didn't believe: "Then why do you still sing this song to attack? us."
Although Ling Yang sent his son to the mountains, he only provided enough for daily living. In addition, there were many people around Ling Cang, so Ling Cang never accepted any donations.
However, because he had lived in the impoverished mountains for many years, Ling Cang had the opportunity to see many things. However, Ling Cang did not want to say it outright on the spot, because it would inevitably cause a debate and lead to various investigations.
It was enough to humiliate this group of people. Ling Cang was not interested in fighting a lawsuit. So he turned around and told all the teachers and students: "I can assure you that they have not done anything. If everyone donates 100 yuan, after all, Ten yuan will still fall into the hands of those who need it."
The whole audience was in an uproar. Just as the president was about to speak, Ling Cang once again guest-starred as the host: "The next program is presented by Wang Manni, a class 3 classmate in the first year..."Not Afraid, Not Afraid"."
This is a popular song. The school originally wanted to sing a popular song but was unwilling to accept Wang Manni's application. Later, because no one was willing to perform on the stage, they reluctantly agreed.
However, Wang Manni's approach is similar to Ling Cang's. The song she uses is "Not Afraid, Not Afraid". The actual lyrics she sings are "Sister Is Not Afraid": "Hello. Look at me. What are you thinking... Shenma exposed. I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid. La. The girl's background is relatively big. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Scolding me will only make Baby more famous. If you want to be popular, you have to be brave and take risks. Welcome human flesh girls, don't be afraid. Celebrities will be your backers. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. No matter how cruel the netizens are, I will take it. Protective umbrella. I really want to go abroad recently..."
The whole audience burst into cheers, which brought another climax to this cultural performance. The Red Cross|Chinese Society was really embarrassed.
The host looked at the rostrum and then at the audience. He didn't know what to do. This cultural performance was a mess. He wanted to strangle Ling Cang to death on the spot, but he didn't dare to do it because Ling Cang was carrying It has a powerful aura that makes people feel inaccessible.
Ling Cang walked to the host and returned the microphone: "Thank you."
"Ah, it's okay..." The host wiped his sweat and said hurriedly: "Let's continue this artistic performance..."
"Principal Li, the students of your school have gone too far..." The president was so angry that he almost slammed the table: "I will definitely report it to your department in charge."
"I think that Guo Meimei's matter is really too much. No wonder the students have such a reaction." Principal Li said calmly: "However, I still welcome any criticism and suggestions on the work of our school. "
The president wanted to overturn the table and yell, but in this case, his reputation would become even worse. What’s more, he was still in the No. 1 Middle School. As for the so-called response to the relevant departments, it was just talk. No. 1 Middle School The backstage is very tough. How can the president of a small place like him be able to overthrow him?
The cultural performance ended on an unhappy note. The Red Cross walked away. However, they were not empty-handed. They received several thousand yuan in donations. The school leaders felt a little sorry and sponsored some from their own pockets. In addition, Some student cadres offered me three to five yuan, and finally got it together.
Ling Cang became popular again. When the show ended, many classmates came over to ask for autographs. It wasn't until his wrists were so tired that Ling Cang finally sent these enthusiastic fans away. Only to find that two more people came over.
"Hello..." A very handsome boy stretched out his hand and introduced himself: "My name is Bing Ling. I am a new student in Class 1. I hope to make friends with you."
Bing Ling is more than 1.80 meters tall. Maybe because his name is a bit feminine, he is a bit delicate. However, he is not a transvestite. He just gives people a delicate feeling. Ling Cang immediately became alert and carefully talked to him. After shaking hands, the other party took two steps back: "We are already friends..."
"Don't get me wrong..." Bing Ling realized what Ling Cang was worried about. She immediately smiled and said, "I have no other intentions. I really just want to be friends with you."
"Really?" Ling Cang still didn't let down his guard: "There are many classmates in our school. You don't have to find me to make friends."
Before Bing Ling could speak, a tall boy, nearly 1.9 meters tall, came over. He also extended his hand to Ling Cang: "Hello. I am also a freshman in Class 1. My name is Wang Litian. My nickname is Datian."