Amidst the prolonged applause, Ren Shengsheng put away his reading glasses and slowly walked off the stage.

Su Miao, who was sitting in the front row of the auditorium, also stood up and applauded.

No matter how indifferent her character is, she still maintains enough respect for the teacher who once taught her.

According to the original arrangement, after Ren Shengsheng's speech, Wu Shizheng should take the stage to speak on behalf of the guests.

But Wu Shizheng glanced at Su Miao, weighed it several times, and finally shook his head slightly towards the person in charge of the party.

The person in charge of the party was a director of Tunghai University and had a close relationship with the Wu family. Wu Shizheng came to support the party just because of his reputation.

The school director understood what Wu Shizheng meant, so he gestured to the two hosts standing next to the stage and mouthed: Skip the next stage.

The two hosts understood the situation and walked side by side to the center of the stage. They first said a few words and then directly announced the start of the New Year's Party.

The first program was a male and female chorus, in which fifty carefully selected students sang the school song of Tunghai University, "The Bank of the East China Sea".

The stage lights change, flickering and flickering, creating a dreamlike feeling.

The pleasant sound of music rose and spread to every corner of the square, and the gorgeous audio-visual effects were not inferior to those of celebrity concerts.

Pretty good.

Lu Yin shook her head and deliberately poked Su Miao's waist with her elbow: Miss, did you ever perform on stage when you were studying here?

No.

Su Miao uttered two words clearly, her eyes were lowered, and she glanced at Lu Yin, her eyes full of warning: Don't touch me.

That's such a shame.

Lu Yin retracted her arms, stared at the stage, and muttered in a low voice, regardless of whether Su Miao heard it or not: Your college life must be boring.

It must be said that the level of Tunghai University is indeed very high. The chorus, dance, skits, cross talk and solo performances were all wonderful, which made the atmosphere of the party even more exciting.

As the party continued, it would soon be Yang Ying and Guan Wei's turn.

Although the two girls have experience in performing, this is their first time in front of so many people, so they will inevitably feel nervous.

The closer they got to the stage, the more nervous they became. Even Guan Wei, who had always talked a lot, became taciturn and hugged the guqin tightly without saying a word.

And Yang Ying also had a pale face, standing next to Lin Chong like a pillar, her red mouth moved slightly, and she didn't know what she was saying.

Compared to the two girls, Lin Zhong, who had never performed before, was much calmer.

He has long been used to seeing storms, and has experienced countless life and death crises. Just a party is not worth the fluctuation in his heart.

Seeing the worried looks of the two girls, Lin Zhong couldn't help but laugh and comforted: The program you prepared is great, there must be no problem.

Um.

The two girls nodded at the same time.

Guan Wei suddenly looked up at Lin Zhong, twitching the corners of her mouth, revealing a pitiful smile: Brother Lin, how about we rehearse again? I seem to have forgotten a little, and I am worried that I will make a mistake later.

Lin Zhong was about to speak, but at this moment, the sweet voice of the female host came from the stage: Next, please look forward to the piano and sesame ensemble "Dream of Dreams" prepared by two school girls.

It's our turn.

Lin Zhong patted the two girls on the back: Don't worry, I'm here.

The two girls looked at each other and turned around in unison, one to the left and the other to the right, and stretched out their arms to hug Lin Zhong's waist.

Smelling the familiar scent of Lin Chong and listening to his strong heartbeat, their anxious moods were relieved and they were no longer as anxious and careless as before.

Let's go.

Lin Zhong walked towards the stage.

Um!

The two girls nodded vigorously again.

Half a minute later.

Suddenly, all the lights went out, and darkness enveloped the entire stage. Even the people sitting closest could not see clearly what was happening on the stage.

In the darkness, a piano sound sounded.

Zheng!

The sound of the piano was high-pitched and exciting, like the cry of the phoenix coming from the nine heavens, and like a bolt of thunder piercing the night sky, penetrating everyone's ears.

After the sound of the piano, another sound of harp sounded.

Boom!

Compared with the sound of the piano, the sound of the harp is obviously more delicate and gentle, like gurgling water, flowing by everyone's ears.

The students and guests, who were originally a little distracted, subconsciously relaxed their breathing, did not dare to make any noise, and looked at the stage intently.

The next moment, two snow-white lights fell from the sky, illuminating the slim figures of Yang Ying and Guan Wei.

They were sitting on both sides of the stage, wearing white long skirts of the same style. One was sweet and lively, the other was delicate and delicate, with a piano and a harp in front of them.

Guan Wei gently stroked the strings, her expression focused and quiet, completely different from usual.

Is this Xiao Weiwei?

Lu Yin blinked, thinking she was hallucinating.

The powerful and passionate sound of the piano came from Guan Wei's fingertips, intertwined with the melodious and melodious sound of the violin, forming a magnificent picture that slowly unfolded in front of everyone's eyes.

Guan Wei opened her cherry lips lightly, played the piano, and sang in a sweet voice: Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are like picturesque, watching winter pass and spring return; thousands of rivers flowing into the sea, shining together with the sun and the moon

Her voice is very clear and melodious, so when she slows down her tone, it becomes exceptionally graceful, and her enunciation is clear, each word making a tinkling sound like pearls falling on a jade plate.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Ying's clear and ethereal voice sounded on the stage: thousands of years of beauty are like jade, who walks in the snow to find plum blossoms; thousands of fishing lights and sails are lit, and the song "Red Drunk at Sunset"

If Guan Wei's voice is like a pearl falling on a jade plate, then Yang Ying's voice is like clear spring water, which does not contain any impurities and can wash people's hearts.

The two girls sang in unison: Who can be at home all over the world and care about the common people in the world? Who can make wine with green plums and talk about the heroes of the world?

The sound of the piano, the psaltery, and the singing blended so well together that it was difficult to distinguish one from the other. The audience in the audience was as drunk as if they were drinking mellow wine.

Su Miao's eyes were slightly closed, and her fingers on her thighs were gently tapping the beat.

At this moment, a sonorous and powerful man's voice suddenly penetrated between the two girls.

Talking about heroes, who is the hero?

Like an iron horse that dominates the world, it crushes a river of gentle misty rain in an instant.

At that time, someone's daughter was looking forward to meeting each other, and lingered in the middle. The painting building weighed tens of thousands, and she killed one person in ten steps. She was generous in the Qin Palace, and Ling Ling refused to play, and her shadow was startling.

The male voice sang slowly. The voice was not very pleasant, but it had an indescribable penetrating and infectious power that made everyone tremble.

When the male voice finished speaking, the two girls sang in unison: However, the mountains and rivers are turbulent, the life and death of close friends are towering, the sword sings and weeps, and the fingers dream, and the clouds and rain cover the empty hands.

The more rapid the sound of the piano, the softer the sound of the psaltery.
Chapter completed!