Just as he was about to arrive at his class, Fang Jing was sitting down, recording on his cell phone and waiting to watch the show. Suddenly, Fu Xiaotang ran past and said anxiously: "Teacher Fang, please help us."
Seeing her jumping to her feet in a hurry, Fang Jing comforted her: "What's going on? Speak slowly, don't be in a hurry."
Weirdly, Fu Xiaotang said embarrassedly: "Our show does not have accompaniment, and I would like to ask you to help me. The songs you gave me before were not arranged, and I can't do them either."
"Originally we planned to sing a cappella, but since you are here today, we just wanted to ask you to accompany us. The songs you created must be the ones you are most familiar with."
Fang Jing had a strange look on his face, "So you didn't talk to me in the afternoon, but you only came to me when we were about to go on stage?"
"What a shame! I thought you just took pictures of your graduation certificate and left, so I didn't feel embarrassed to say anything. Please help me with the graduation party, teacher."
"Teacher~"
With goosebumps all over his body, Fang Jing said helplessly, "Okay, okay, prepare a guitar for me."
"Already prepared!" Fu Xiaotang smiled slyly.
Being dragged backstage, Fang Jing sighed, "My reputation may be ruined in your hands tonight."
Several girls are really good at practicing musical instruments, especially Fu Xiaotang's guzheng, which has almost reached the performance level. At their age, they are definitely among the best.
But when it comes to singing, I really can't compliment them. Fang Jing heard them sing once. It was a video Fu Xiaotang sent him two days ago. They had no singing skills at all.
When God opens a door for a person, he will also close a window. These people really have no singing talent, and they are not as good as Yang Chaoyue.
"Next, we invite Fu Xiaotang, Duan Qingxue, and Ye Qingyang to sing a chorus of songs for everyone, Wish! By the way, the students' favorite teacher Fang will accompany them."
"Teacher, don't look sad." Fu Xiaotang said with a smile from the side of the stage, "Listen to these cheers, they are all welcoming us, which shows that everyone is still optimistic about us."
Welcome? Are your ears okay? You didn’t hear everyone calling my name?
Also, why did I hear someone telling you to get out?
"Oh! Come on, show your best." Fang Jing held a guitar in one hand and a chair in the other, sitting calmly at the back.
"Teacher, how can you sit here?" Duan Qingxue moved Fang Jing's chair to the center of the stage, "This is in line with your status."
"Yes, yes, sit here." Fu Xiaotang nodded, "Someone will throw a bottle or something in a while, help block it."
Why are there still people who want to throw bottles? Fang Jing shuddered, pulled his chair and ran to one side, "Today's protagonists are you. It's not appropriate for me to be in the middle. Stop talking, and I won't play anymore."
"Teacher Fang, how are you preparing?" Yue Jing, wearing a white tube top skirt, squatted down and put the microphone close to the guitar.
There are four hosts, two students, and two teachers. As a school teacher with good looks and popularity, it is normal for her to be a guest host.
Someone handed Guitar a microphone, which was a lot more convenient for Fang Jing, otherwise Fu Xiaotang and the others might not have been able to hear it because the scene was too noisy.
But what the hell is this tube top skirt? You are squatting and I am sitting, condescending. As the saying goes, if you sit high and see far, you will be like the top of the mountain and have a panoramic view of the mountains.
From the side view, the mountains are majestic and snow-capped, and the canyons are so deep that you can't see the bottom.
"Ahem! I don't care, the main thing is to see them."
After reciting a few lines of Amitabha in his heart, Fang Jing suddenly felt that his mind was as calm as water, and no monsters or monsters could shake it.
"Teacher Fang, your nose seems to be bleeding?"
"Is there any?" Fang Jing wiped his nose and it seemed to be a little wet, "It's cold, I have a cold, it's okay."
Is it cold? Yue Jing turned her head and glanced at the night sky full of stars. She was not cold even when she was shirtless. She turned around, looked at Fang Jing, and then looked down at herself, blushing all over.
Covering her chest with one hand, Yue Jing coyly whispered: "Teacher Fang, they are about to start, can you move your eyes away?"
"It's okay. I don't have to look at them. Just listen. Don't worry about me. I'm a gentleman."
Bah! Who worries about you!
With a sigh in her heart, Yue Jing turned her head to the side.
With Fang Jing's faint guitar accompaniment, the three girls began to sing a chorus.
"The lake is your eyes"
"Dreams fill the sky with stars"
"The mood is a legend"
"Waiting forever"
After the first section, the other two people stopped, and Fu Xiaotang sang the next section alone.
"Growth is a door of leaves"
"I had a group of dear people in my childhood (broken sound)"
Fang Jing turned his head to the side, he really couldn't bear to look directly at Fu Xiaotang's voice. He was really drunk, and even a simple note would be sung wrong.
Her throat had been kissed by an angel, and hers had been gnawed by a dog.
What a song, but it failed her just like that. Fang Jing swore that he would never sing to Fu Xiaotang again.
"Um?"
Fang Jing turned around and looked at Yue Jing, and found that she listened very seriously with a smile on her lips, as did most of the students in the audience.
From a professional perspective, the solo and chorus performances were very poor, but Fang Jing was quite fascinated by them while listening to them.
There is nothing profound about this song. In my previous life, it was written by a 16-year-old girl who was a sophomore in high school. She finished it in 20 minutes and recorded it with two non-professional friends.
Their singing was not perfect at that time, but perhaps the most touching thing was that it was not perfect. There were no deliberately dazzling sounds, no extra musical instruments or movements, and there was just a sincere friendship.
It is a very youthful and pure age, without love, without the sadness after a broken love, and the sentimentality of thousands of sails.
"We all once had an innocent and sad face"
"Holding the sun in our hands, we look into the distance"
"Gently day after day, year after year"
"When we grow up, will we sing our wishes again?"
"Gently day after day, year after year"
"When we grow up, will we sing our wishes again?"
There is no prelude of more than 40 seconds at the beginning, and no pause of more than 20 seconds in the middle. This song only takes two minutes and forty seconds in total, and it is sung very quickly.
The song was finished so quickly that no one in the audience could react.
"Do it again! Do it again!"
"Ye Qingyang, I like you!"
"Duan Qingxue, I love you!!"
Fu Xiaotang had a dark face. He was quite happy to hear the cheers from the audience, but he just liked them and didn't mention my name at all. This was disrespectful.
Remembering the faces of the boys who yelled the most fiercely, she planned to take special care of their class during self-study and hygiene checks tomorrow night.
The song was short and not enjoyable at all. Fu Xiaotang and others repeatedly asked Fu Xiaotang and others to sing it again. This time the effect was better than the last time. They were less nervous and relaxed naturally.
"Teacher Yue, why are you still squatting after singing?" Fang Jing was curious when he saw that Yue Jing did not get up and kept squatting.
"My legs are numb, give me a hand."
"hiss!!"
When she first got up, Yue Jing was numb from the soles of her feet to half of her body, and her legs felt like they were no longer legs.
"Teacher Yue, I'm familiar with you, don't lean on me! There are so many pairs of eyes in the audience watching, I will lose my popularity if I am misunderstood and take advantage of you."
"You're going to die!" After pinching Fang Jing, Yue Jing frowned and said, "Help me go first, I can't stand anymore."