Xiang Yuzhi and the others were sitting behind the stools. Zhou Jingheng's appearance had not changed from the beginning to the end. He was standing in front of the others, obviously a teacher.

It’s the same campus and classroom, but it’s completely different from what it was at the beginning.

The tables, chairs and benches on the stage are almost not complete at the moment. Even in this miserable situation, everyone's eyes are shining.

The sound of the interlude gradually became quieter, and there was a sudden sound of a guillotine.

The sky, which had always been dark, seemed to hear the sound, and in response, there was a deafening thunder.

Immediately afterwards, big raindrops fell rapidly.

The audience immediately took out their disposable raincoats and put them on.

However, Xiang Yuzhi and the others remained calm and unaffected by the heavy rain, performing conscientiously on the stage.

After the interlude, the moment the stage lights changed, the clothes of Xiang Yuzhi and others changed again.

It became a modern blue and white sports uniform.

From dresses to modern school uniforms, it seems like a century has passed.

Several people stood still and sang in unison to the rhythm of the music. At the same time, they also performed a uniform knife dance.

“Faith stands like a poplar.”

"The unyielding dream is watered with blood."

"After hundreds of years, the sun still rises."

"I saw thousands of you walking into the depths of gunpowder for that fiery dream."

Mixed with raindrops, the original stage became extremely slippery, and several people's hair stuck to their faces.

The rainwater flows down the roots of the hair.

Although their stage this time did not have any very difficult moves, there were quite a few moves.

Just after a spin, Ye Qiao and Cheng Xuan slipped to the ground without stepping on their feet when they stepped back.

Before anyone could react, the two men immediately stood up and ran to their original positions to avoid affecting the performance of their teammates.

[! ! ! what's the situation? ]

[It looks like the fall was really serious. ]

[Isn’t this too dedicated? ]

[What's going on with TEDA? Didn't you check the weather forecast in advance? How can we perform in such heavy rain? ]

[Stop talking, I already feel sorry for my sisters. ]

[When I looked at Yu Zhi and Lu Xing, their eyes could hardly open and they were still dancing. ]

[Seeing their smiles made me feel sad. ]

After the knife dance, there is another interlude.

The black and white piano keys were beating, and he slowly spoke to Yu Zhi and Lu Xing.

"Look, a hundred years later, a new world has changed."

"Look, the new world of your dreams is here."

Xiang Yuzhi's voice pressure was originally very low, but Lu Xing's voice was relatively sharp.

The harmony between the two people just seemed to be in different parts, which was exceptionally harmonious.

[Can I say I hit it? How come their voices match so well. ]

[Help, this is the best harmony I have ever heard, invincible. ]

At this moment, Zhou Jingheng, wearing a long gown, passed in front of several people.

Xiang Yuzhi looked in the direction of Zhou Jingheng through the stage lights and rain curtain.

After a moment, several people followed the example of the ancients and bowed to Zhou Jingheng.

"Thank you, sir."

Feeling like sighing.

At this moment, a magical scene appeared. The heavy rain suddenly stopped, and a beam of light actually penetrated the middle of the dark clouds.

That beam of light fell exactly in the center of the stage.

[Even God is helping them. ]

[I prefer to believe that the seniors heard this song and saw the scene of our current life, and came to tell us specifically: I know you are living a good life. ]

[Wow, wow, wow, the barrage is so tear-jerking. ]

[I’m getting goosebumps. It’s said to be Macau, but it’s actually not Macau. It’s just a pronoun. ]

[Pay tribute to our predecessors. ]

[pay tribute! ]

In the live broadcast room, everyone unanimously used the word "salute".

The trainees backstage were also stunned by their unique performance, "Can it still be like this?"

"This song has been completely changed."

"This is the first time I found "Born Chinese" to be so good."

"Well, it turns out that arrangement and lyrics are so important, and this song suddenly became more advanced."

"I think their group's score is definitely not low."

"I feel it too."

With everyone sighing, the song also came to an end.

The moment the music stopped completely, several people joined hands and bowed to the audience, "Thank you everyone."

Just like last time, Gass came on stage to be the host of lyrics. He brought a few towels and asked everyone to wipe the rain off their bodies. "Thank you for your hard work, hard work."

The audience was also cheering for everyone, "Xiang Yuzhi, thank you for your hard work; Lu Xing, thank you for your hard work..."

Their persistence in performing in the rain undoubtedly aroused everyone's sympathy.

Several people simply put towels on their bodies and listened to Gass's speech.

Gus: "Did they perform well?"

"Wonderful!" the audience said in unison.

Gass smiled and turned his head to look at Zhou Jingheng. After thinking for a while, he took off the glasses from his face and put them on himself.

The director was also a troublemaker, so he gave Xiang Yuzhi a close-up shot. After all, this girl had said that she was trying to knock their CP before.

[Hahahahahahahahahahaha, pretend to be cp to Yu Zhi’s expression. ]

[I was really laughed to death because of this appearance of not taking it too seriously. ]

[Xiang Yuzhixin OS: Let me just say that you two are serious. ]

Gass wore glasses and smiled: "Do I look a bit like a martyr of the Republic of China?"

Xiang Yuzhi was shocked when he heard what he said: Brother, you can't say such nonsense.

Even if Gass just said something unintentionally, martyrs are not a joke. Once netizens catch this attack, you won't even have a chance to explain.

Therefore, Xiang Yuzhi quickly said: "Teacher Gas, let's canvass votes first."

After being reminded by Xiang Yuzhi, Gass also reacted. He gave Xiang Yuzhi a grateful glance and said, "Okay, let's time the canvassing for one minute."

There was only one minute, and there was no time to say anything about her intention. She directly handed the microphone to Cheng Xuan and Lin Mo who had just fallen.

This is the most appropriate time to sell miserably.

One minute is up and the votes are locked.

Gass: "We will announce the votes later. You can go back and rest first."

The stadium can accommodate a large number of people, so there were spectators in three directions. Xiang Yuzhi bowed in three directions before leaving.

As soon as we got off the stage, everyone looked at each other and laughed, even though a few people were soaked.

"It worked, sisters."

"There are no regrets. Results don't matter. We have already sung what we wanted to sing."

"Sneeze." Cheng Xuan sneezed just as she was about to speak.

Xiang Yuzhi tilted his head to look at her, "Are you okay? Where did you fall just now?"

Cheng Xuan realized it and started crying, "I don't know, my whole body hurts now."

Xiang Yuzhi frowned, his whole body ached?

She turned to look at Ye Qiao and asked with concern: "How are you?"

Ye Qiao: "I don't feel pain anywhere in my body."

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