Rebirth just wants to make money

"That's not okay, old men, the business can't go on."

Feeling this in his heart, Su Che turned off the computer, got up and left the Internet cafe.

Chapter 1 Opening Ceremony Performance

Sports will be operating normally.

Su Cheng only reported a report in his class area, and then ran to the backstage to prepare for the performance for a while.

The backstage is very lively at the moment, all the students who are about to perform have gathered here, it may be that Su Che donated too much money, too much to spend, the school also specially invited a few makeup artists for the students, Although I don't know what the level is, but the one on the left is Dani and the other is Tony, it sounds very tall.

Since he was the first to appear on the stage after the group show, Su Cheng put on makeup early on, ate the snacks specially prepared for the students by the school, and drank AD calcium milk.

Three or five girls got together, chatting and gossiping while eating, the main content was to talk about which boy is the most handsome, which school he is from, and how high he is.

I didn't participate in it, but just listened from the side, with no expression on my face, and my heart was just like a calm lake on the surface, without any ripples.

No matter how handsome he is, it is impossible to have a handsome brother, especially the brother who cut off Sha Matt and kept his cropped hair.

"The leader's speech is almost over, and the opening performance will start soon. The students who have put on makeup come to my gathering." A female teacher appeared at the door of the dressing room and shouted at the girls inside.

As soon as the voice appeared, the chaotic scene was restored to order in an instant. The girls in uniform lined up consciously, with different expressions on their faces, either nervous or excited. They followed the team out of the dressing room while discussing in low voices. .

At the same time, on the podium outside.

The leader of the finale speech was sent by the Ministry of Education, and even the principal of the host, Nanxi High School, had to be a little ahead.

After all, they are leaders.

But seriously, I don't really care about these things.

The students in the audience finally made it to the end of the speech. They were looking forward to it, and finally they were looking forward to the long-awaited performance at the opening ceremony.

The content of the performance has always been kept secret. Strictly speaking, the school does not want the students to know about it.But the problem is that the performers are selected from within the students. Even if these students are strict-spoken and usually don't go to class to rehearse, they will show their feet sooner or later.

So it has evolved into what it is now. Everyone only knows that there is a program, but they don't know what the program is.

Because I don't know, I look forward to it.

however

Seeing the first wave of boys and girls wearing uniform sportswear, they ran to the center of the sports field with excitement, and started radio gymnastics under the leadership of the instructors.

The faces of the students in the auditorium were full of lovelessness.

What the hell, I still need to watch you perform radio gymnastics?We can't do it ourselves?

Just for a moment, the audience was filled with complaints and complaints one after another.Even some of the teachers couldn't stand it anymore, and unexpectedly they didn't stop the students from complaining, maybe they were taken to the bottom of their hearts by those complaining.

But there are also some teachers who chose to stop them. These teachers are more serious, including Su Che's class teacher.

"Alas, look at that man, he dances like a retarded man."

Zhang Di opened his teeth and claws to imitate the posture of broadcasting gymnastics in the audience, and said to Zhu Lin with a big grin.

At this moment, at the insistence of the teacher, he had changed places with Li Zhibo and sat next to Zhu Lin.

"Okay, be serious, the teacher will talk about you again later." Zhu Lin kindly warned Zhang Di.

Zhang Di smiled disdainfully: "If he dares to talk about me, I'll go there with an electric gun."

As he said that, he showed Zhu Lin his fist, and asked solemnly, "Do you know what this is?"

Zhu Lin seemed to look at Zhang Di with mentally handicapped eyes, but did not answer.

"A fist the size of a sandbag." Zhang Di asked and answered naturally.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the voice of the teacher in charge coming from above his head: "What, you still want to hit me? If it's against you, pay back. Let me see what a fist the size of a sandbag is."

The head teacher twisted Zhang Di's ear while talking.

Zhang Di was in pain and could only beg for mercy repeatedly: "Alas! Alas! Alas! It's wrong, wrong, wrong, teacher, I didn't mention you, I said Li Zhibo."

"You still want to hit Li Zhibo?" The class teacher's expression became more severe when he heard this, and he tightened his grip on Zhang Di's ear, causing Zhang Di to cry continuously.

This is just a small episode in one class. Similar things happen in many classes. In some classes, even the teachers have joined the troop of complaints.

Only the leaders on the rostrum were talking and laughing happily, pointing at the audience, and compliments kept coming out of their mouths.

"Not bad, the students are full of energy, full of vigor and positive, this is what a high school student should be like."

"Only radio gymnastics can truly show the spiritual outlook of our students."

"The girl who led the exercise is very standard in her movements. She is strict and slamming, and she has to praise her when she turns around."

"The students in the back are also very good and work very hard. The best performance award must be given to them."

Sitting seriously on the side and not participating in the conversation, his face was as expressionless as usual, but he was crazily complaining in his heart.

Obviously the leaders don't like to watch such boring programs, but they must pretend to like them.

The people below also clearly know that the leader cannot like such a program, but they must pretend that the leader likes it.

They all know each other's acting skills well.

In this way, the performance under the stage can be regarded as a performance in the true sense.

Fortunately, the time for radio gymnastics itself is not long, it only takes ten minutes, and the students chat casually, and this boring program is over.

Su Cheng stayed in the dressing room backstage, watching batch after batch of students go out and come back, everyone's face was tense, including those students performing radio gymnastics.

No matter what kind of program it is, and no matter whether anyone likes it or not, at least the students performing in the stadium have put in their own efforts.

The actions of the students in the stands crazily complained, maybe a certain student practiced for a week to do the standard.

It is also possible that the group chorus that the students were falling asleep to was the result of the students practicing their voices several times before they achieved the effect.

So Su Cheng didn't complain about any of the programs, nor did he in his heart.

Maybe this has something to do with her being in the background all the time and not seeing the show with her own eyes.

"Su Cheng! Who is Su Cheng? It's your turn, get ready to go on stage." A teacher outside the dressing room shouted loudly.

Judging from what he said, he was obviously not a teacher at Nanxi High School.

"Here we come." Su Cheng shouted, and then took off his thick coat, revealing the pure white Dior dress underneath.

This was bought by my brother before I went to the Jay Ceremony concert last time.

Chapter 1

In the north at the end of September, the weather has started to turn cold. The moment Su Cheng took off his coat, he seemed to have walked into a freezer.

The cold air touched her skin, causing her to shiver slightly.

Walk out of the backstage, come to the center of the stadium, and stand there alone.There is no stage, no lights, and no backup dancers.Some are just the green grass under your feet, the blue sky and white clouds above your head, and the microphone in your hand.

Under the gaze of thousands of people, she held the microphone tightly to her chest with both hands, and stood quietly, listening to the sound of the accompaniment, with a very calm expression on her face, as if she was not facing thousands of people at the moment. The audience, but the blackened wall I faced when I was practicing at home.

Gradually, the prelude ended, she gently opened her thin lips, and the clear singing voice floated melodiously in the air.

"Riding the wind, wandering in the blue sky."

"A cloud fell in front of me."

"Pinch into your shape and follow me with the wind."

"One bite at a time, eat away the sorrow"

The teachers and classmates in the stands, as well as the school leaders, all calmed down with the quiet singing, closed their chattering mouths, and listened intently to the beautiful singing from Su Cheng's voice.

Su Cheng in the audience was facing forward, holding the microphone in both hands, gently closing his eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the pure white teeth were faintly visible between the opening and closing of the cherry red lips.

As if she really sang in the lyrics, riding the wind, wandering in the blue sky.

freedom, tranquility

The singing continues.

Su Cheng slowly opened her eyes, her black pupils were like the purest black gemstones, just like her name, clean and clear.

In the depths of her eyes, there was a faint smell of intoxication, and the hands that were holding the microphone tightly loosened one of them, swinging gently by her side, as if she had flown from the sky to a field of flowers , there are countless butterflies dancing in it, and she is one of them.

"Carrying you is like carrying sunshine."

"No matter where you go, it's always sunny."

"Butterflies fly freely, and the sky is full of flowers."

"One by one, it is fragrant because of you."

As the singing gradually permeated the entire stadium, everyone fell deeply into the fantasy landscape constructed by Su Cheng.

They were deeply intoxicated by it, and also saw white clouds, flower fields, and butterflies.

Finally, when the verse part ended and the chorus officially entered, Su Cheng, who was originally calm, also began to become a little more lively.

"Hand in hand, take one step, two steps, three steps and four steps, looking at the sky."

"Look at the stars, one, two, three, four, connected into a line."

"Back to back, silently make a wish."

"Look at the stars in the distance, can you hear them?"

"Hand in hand, take one step, two steps, three steps and four steps, looking at the sky."

"Look at the stars, one, two, three, four, connected into a line."

"Back to back, silently make a wish."

"Look at the stars in the distance, if you can hear them, it will come true."

As the ending of the word "realize" slowly faded out of people's ears, Su Cheng just sang the first verse of the song.

When the interlude started, she raised her arms, thinking of the audience waving their hands rhythmically.

At this moment, what she was facing was no longer the blackened walls of the room when she practiced, but thousands of real spectators.

It was obvious that what she was stepping on was only artificial lawn, and what was above her head was nothing but the empty blue sky and white clouds.

There is no stage, no lights.

But she stood in the center of the entire gymnasium, her white dress was shining brightly against the sunlight, and her slender figure was the most beautiful scenery in the audience.

No one can take their eyes off her, as if there is a huge magnetic field on her body, and people's eyes are filled with magnets.

"This song is called Xingqing. It's Jay Chou's song. The students at the venue can sing it with me later."

Before the interlude ended, Su Cheng's confident voice resounded throughout the venue.

It seems that this is no longer a sports meeting, but her personal concert.

The angel girl who showed her talents on Jay's stage is shining brightly under the gaze of thousands of people.

The interlude ends and the verse begins.

Although the lyrics and tune are almost identical to the first verse, her singing has changed.

The second stanza is more energetic than the first one, and the voice is more open.

If the first paragraph was just swimming in the sky, then from the second paragraph, she seemed to fly into a wider universe.

The expression on her face became more active, the corners of her mouth curled up more sharply, and her eyes curved into a pair of beautiful crescent moons.

Gradually, the second verse ended and entered the chorus.

There was no prior rehearsal, not even a shred of preparation.Not knowing where the confidence came from, Su Cheng said "sing together" and extended the microphone to the audience in the stands.

The leaders of the rostrum who were facing Su Cheng were all taken aback for a moment, apparently unable to understand why Su Cheng would do such a thing.At the same time, they didn't intend to cooperate with Su Cheng to sing along.

They are all people with status, how could they do such a thing?

But Su Cheng's target was not them from the beginning, but those students who were already ready to move.

Perhaps Jay Chou's song is resonant enough that almost everyone can sing it, but the more reason is that the singer's name is Su Cheng.

With a small body, looking down from a stand more than ten meters high, it is about the size of a kitten.But it seemed to contain huge energy inside, driving the atmosphere of the entire venue.

When the microphone was turned towards the students, everyone who didn't have any tacit understanding originally sang along in unison.

"Hand in hand, one step, two steps, three steps, four steps, looking at the sky."

"Looking at the stars, one, two, three, and four form a line."