Husband and wife are also sultry

No one noticed Cui Hang's tears, Cui Hang himself was stunned, why was he moved by such lyrics.

Perhaps, simple, rustic, and sad.

He lowered his head, let the tears fall, and then raised his head again as if nothing happened.

At the end of the song, everyone was stuck in the atmosphere just now.

"Okay, okay..." The applause was very enthusiastic, and the little fat man came down shyly with his guitar on his back.

At that moment, Cui Hang seemed to understand why so many people are obsessed with people who can talk about guitar.

Soon, it was Zhou Quan's turn to sing solo. This time he was not as frivolous as he was on the playground, but rather serious.

With the microphone in hand, listening to the accompaniment, I was really involved.

"My sky is gray and my heart is blue..."

In fact, if he sings seriously, he is still good.

At least, with the cooperation of the sound, it still has a sense of substitution.

However, Cui Hang has not listened to many Jacky Cheung songs, and his favorite is "If This Isn't Love".

Seeing everyone stepping forward one by one to perform, Cui Hang became even more nervous.

He didn't know what position he was assigned to, and it was this unknown that made him a little dazed.

Even the small chorus of Class Three's collective program had already been performed, but it was still not his turn.

At this time, Teacher Ma came onto the stage and said that the instructors collectively prepared a program for everyone.

At that time, everyone cheered, and they were still looking forward to these instructors.

However, all the instructors stood up, and Song Kai still stood there steadily.

"Instructor, aren't you going?" Zhou Quan asked.

Of course Cui Hang didn't dare to ask, Song Kai sitting next to him already made him very nervous.

Song Kai said: "They are performing, and I am in charge of watching."

Everyone smiled, but they were a little worried. After a while, these instructors would make a group booing and let instructor Song perform one alone.

Cui Hang didn't think about anything, anyway, he was an officer, he didn't want to do it, these little soldiers should not dare to let him go up.

Several instructors performed real military boxing, with every move and style, vigorously.

Especially the action of them lying on their backs collectively is really cool.

After punching one time, everyone felt that they were still unsatisfied, but the instructors had already lined up to salute, and then went down.

"it is good!"

Cheers broke out in the cafeteria. It has been half a month, and they are really depressed.

I have contact with these instructors every day, but I always let them fiddle with it and then correct my posture.

The instructors also sweated with them. Under the sun, wearing big caps bigger than their berets, they never said they were hard.

Cui Hang had heard before that many people chased the instructor's car for a long distance after military training.

He didn't understand at the time, and he wasn't chasing stars, why should he be so exaggerated.

However, now he understands a little bit, it is a kind of gratitude, a kind of reluctance, and chasing stars is more like mania.

After the instructors performed, the atmosphere was already very lively.

There shouldn't be many shows left.

When Mr. Ma came on stage again, he finally ordered Cui Hang from the third class.

Cui Hang's heart beat faster, and it finally came to this time.

He had watched a lot of shows before, especially with guitar playing and singing, and he suddenly felt that his clarinet was a little bit out of reach.

Moreover, in the past few days, he has not practiced in private, because he does not want to disturb others' rest.

Song Kai patted him on the shoulder lightly and asked, "How are you doing, are you ready?"

"It's okay, if you can blow it well, you can blow it bad..."