The sweet smell of citrus

She was nervous.

"Will I play the wrong note when I wait for the performance? Same as when we rehearsed?"

The more he said the more exaggerated, Song Yi pressed the back of Cheng Jialan's hand and grabbed her hand, "What is Xiao Cheng thinking?"

"Didn't you have a rehearsal before? You performed very well during the rehearsal." Song Yi looked directly at her, with a gentle expression, and a complimenting voice, "Jalan, you have to believe in yourself."

"It's just a campus stage performance." Song Yi held her hand, the warm palm conveyed both temperature and strength, "It's okay."

Soon, the host began to report.

"There are not only snowflakes flying in winter, but also the moonlight and you. Please enjoy the music and dance performance "The Girl Under the Moonlight" brought by Song Yi and Cheng Jialan, senior high school students. Applause is welcome!"

Song Yi is the ever-victorious general on this stage. Hearing her name, there was bursts of applause from the audience.

Just like during the rehearsal, the assistant brought up the piano, and Cheng Jialan entered the arena first, and sat on the piano bench.

The stage lights flicked on, and the only beam of light hit her and the piano.

At this moment, Cheng Jialan glanced at the audience.

The black man seemed to be looking at her, his fingers suddenly became stiff, and he looked sideways, and in the small gap in the waiting area, the squad leader was looking at her.

Song Yi made a cheering gesture.

The warmth between the fingers seems to have not dissipated. After pressing the first key, a smooth music poured out. Cheng Jialan lowered her eyes halfway. When the music reached a high point, she paused and the lights suddenly went out. , after the beam of light came back on, there was already one more person on the stage.

It's Song Yi.

She danced.

The moment she moved, Cheng Jialan also moved.

Like many times at home, they were a little alienated at first, but soon, the sense of tacit understanding caught up with the two of them.

The dance is lyrical, and the song is lyrical.

The action is intense, and the tone is intense.

They are like a pair of partners who have cooperated for many years——

The three-four-minute dance ended quickly. On the last note, Song Yi lifted up the hem of her skirt, and Shi Shiran walked up to Cheng Jialan. The two held hands and walked to the center line of the stage together, bowing and taking a bow.

……

After stepping off the stage, Cheng Jialan slowed down for a while, and then looked very excited.

"Squad leader, I did it, I didn't make a mistake!"

"Not only that, not only did it make no mistakes, but it also played very well." After the performance, the young actors would sit under the big stage, waiting for all the performances to end and the judges to present awards.

After being happy, Cheng Jialan began to pay attention to the stage again.She is not someone who likes to watch parties, so serious, Song Yi was a little surprised, "What are you watching?"

"I'm watching them perform well."

"Ok?"

"In the past, the squad leader won awards for his solo performances." After adding her, he must also win awards.

Her obsession with awards was beyond Song Yi's expectations. If there were exceptions, Song Yi was afraid that Cheng Jialan would be sad because of an accident, so he took her hand and said, "Every year is different, and the programs are also different. I won an award before, but it doesn't mean I'm going to get the prize now."

"Student Xiao Cheng has performed very well, you—"

"That's different." Cheng Jialan shook her head. Tonight, she put on stage makeup, with a piece of exaggerated white goose feathers sandwiched next to her makeup. When she shook her head, the goose feathers danced lightly, making people want to grab the feathers .

Song Yi narrowed his eyes, "Why is it different?"

Glancing left and right, Cheng Jialan approached Song Yi, her voice was very low, but the content of her words was a little crazy, "I have watched all these shows, and I think your show is the best, monitor, and the trophy must be yours .”

Maybe.

However, the focus of tonight is not on the trophy.

Song Yi smiled in relief. On this day in previous years, after she got off the stage, every moment she sat in this seat, she would think about who will get the trophy and whether she is the No.1.

Times have changed, and some new things have appeared in life. Chasing the goal of eternal first seems to be a step back.

Some things are more important and interesting than No.1.

"Okay, let's not talk about the trophy, let's watch the show."

Originally, they were at the back of the queue, and there were not many programs left when they left the stage. In addition, the two of them whispered for a while, and when they came back to their senses, the host was almost saying the closing remarks.

"Today is another new year."

"Jiang Ke, with the support of his classmates, has entered No.30 for three years, and his books are loud and clear, and he wrote a splendid chapter—"

"Now, let's invite our Principal Li to come on stage to present awards to the contestants who stand on the stage and bring joy to everyone!"

The applause was like a cloud, and Principal Li touched the podium.

She first talked about the senior high school students, "This is the last New Year's Day that the senior high school students spend in our school—"

Talking about the freshmen in the first year of high school again, "I hope that the students who are new here can feel our strong spirit of Jiang Ke."

Finally, I mentioned the students in the second year of high school. They are in the middle stage, and there is room for everything. I hope to work harder.

Finally, talking about today's show, "Speaking without humility, our classmates are really great. I stood in the audience, and the stands were full of flowers, and every show made my eyes shine."

"However, there is more beauty in beauty. The third prize for the best program tonight is "Erquan Yingyue" from Class [-] and Class [-], "Tomorrow" from Class [-] and Class [-], "We" from Class [-] and [-]..."