Chapter 162 The Sixth Round: Performance in the Rain
Xiang Yuzhi and the others sat behind the stool, while Zhou Jingheng's attire remained unchanged from the beginning to the end. Standing in front of them, he was obviously a teacher.

The same is the campus and the classroom, but it is very different from the beginning.

Right now, the tables, chairs and benches on the stage are almost incomplete. Even in such a miserable situation, everyone's eyes are shining.

The sound of the interlude gradually diminished, and there was a sudden sound of hammering.

The sky, which had been filled with darkness, seemed to have heard the sound, and in response, there was a deafening thunder.

Immediately afterwards, bean-sized raindrops fell in a hurry.

The audience off the court quickly pulled out a disposable raincoat and put it on.

But Xiang Yuzhi and the others did not change their expressions, and were not affected by the heavy rain at all, and performed conscientiously on the stage.

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

It became a modern blue and white sports school uniform.

From western clothes to modern school uniforms, it seems to have spanned a hundred years of time and space.

Several people stood still and sang in unison with the rhythm of the music.

"Faith stands like poplars."

"Blood waters unyielding dreams."

"After a hundred years, the sun still rises."

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

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

Rainwater trickles down the hair roots.

Although they didn't have very difficult moves on stage this time, they had a lot of moves.

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

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

[! ! !what's the situation? ]
[It looks like it fell so badly. ]
[Is this too dedicated? ]
[What's going on with TEDA, didn't you check the weather forecast in advance?How to perform in such a heavy rain. ]
[Stop talking, I already feel sorry for my sisters. ]
[I couldn't open my eyes looking at Yu Zhi and Lu Xing, and I was still jumping. ]
[Seeing their smiles, I feel sad for a while. ]
After the dance of knives, there was another interlude.

The black and white keys were beating, and Xiang Yu Zhi and Lu Xing spoke slowly.

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

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

Originally, Xiang Yuzhi's voice pressure was very low, but Lu Xing's voice was relatively sharper.

The harmony of the two people seems to be in different voices, which is extremely harmonious.

[Can I say I hit it?How can they even have such a matching voice. ]
[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 vaguely looked in Zhou Jingheng's direction through the stage lights and rain curtain.

After a while, several people imitated the ancients and bowed to Zhou Jingheng.

"Thank you, sir."

Like a sigh.

At this moment, a miraculous scene appeared, the original torrential rain suddenly stopped, and a beam of light came through the middle of the dark clouds.

That ray of light fell right 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 life now, and came here to tell us: I know you are doing well. ]
[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ]
[Goosebumps came up, saying that it is Macau, isn’t it actually Macau? It’s just a pronoun. ]
[Salute to the seniors. ]
[pay tribute! ]
In the live broadcast room, the word salute was unanimously brushed up.

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

"This song has been completely changed."

"It's the first time I found that "Born to be Chinese" is so good."

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

"I think their score in this group is definitely not low."

"I think so too."

With everyone's exclamation, the song also came to an end.

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

Just like the last time, Ghaith came on stage as the lyric host. He brought a few towels for everyone to wipe off the rain on their bodies first, "It's been hard work."

The audience off the field was also cheering for everyone, "Xiang Yuzhi, you have worked hard; Lu Xing, you have worked hard..."

Their insistence on performing in the rain undoubtedly aroused everyone's compassion.

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

Gus: "Are they doing a good job?"

"Wonderful!" The audience in the audience said in unison.

Gase smiled, turned his head to look at Zhou Jingheng, thought for a while and took off the glasses on his face and put them on himself.

The director was also a troublemaker, so he directly gave Xiang Yuzhi a close-up shot. After all, this girl had said before that she knocked on their cp.

[Hahahahahaha, Xiang Yuzhi's expression is playing my cp. ]
[This looks like a big deal to watch the excitement, I was really laughed to death. ]
[Xiang Yuzhi OS: Let me just say that you two are real. ]
Gase wore glasses and smiled: "Do I look a bit like a martyr in the Republic of China?"

Hearing what he said, Xiang Yuzhi was startled: Brother, you can't say such nonsense.

Even if Gase just said something unintentionally, the martyr is not used as a joke. Once netizens catch this attack, you will not even have a chance to explain it.

Therefore, Xiang Yuzhi hurriedly said, "Mr. Gais, let's canvass votes first."

After being reminded by Xiang Yuzhi, Gass also reacted. He gave Xiang Yuzhi a grateful glance and said, "Okay, time 1 minute to canvass votes."

There was only one minute, and she didn't have time to say anything about her intentions. She directly handed the microphone to Cheng Xuan and Lin Mo who had just fallen down.

It is the most appropriate time to sell miserably.

After 1 minute, the number of votes will be locked.

Gass: "We will announce the votes in a unified manner later, everyone can go back and rest first."

The stadium can accommodate a large number of people, so there are spectators in three directions. Xiang Yu Zhi bowed in three directions at once before leaving.

Just after the stage, even though several people were soaked through, everyone looked at each other and laughed.

"Success sisters."

"No regrets, grades don't matter, we have sung what we want to sing."

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

Xiang Yuzhi turned his head to look at her, "Are you all right? Where did you fall just now?"

Cheng Xuan cried after realizing it, "I don't know, my whole body hurts now."

Xiang Yuzhi frowned, feeling pain all over?
She turned to look at Ye Qiao, and asked with concern, "How are you?"

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

(End of this chapter)

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