Jiang Nanmei frowned, looked back at Chen Dongsheng, and said, "Senior Dongsheng, why don't you come and shout, you are the captain!"
Chen Dongsheng also frowned and said: "No, at this moment you are the captain representing our Black Dragons. Come on, Jiang Nanmei, we have to show the momentum of being the best in Asia!"
this. . .
"Okay!" Jiang Nanmei said, took a deep breath, and said with a noble and serious tone like a hesitant saint: "Supreme, supreme, supreme, supreme, supreme, supreme, supreme, supreme, supreme, good, supreme, mighty, the legendary Dragon God King, Black Dragon, may you The glory shines all over the world!"
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"May your glory shine all over the world!" All the black dragons also shouted in unison.
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Jiang Nanmei's face turned red. This was the first time she said Black Dragon's slogan in front of a strange band.
But……
Everyone held their breath and concentrated.
"Very handsome!"
After a while, everyone nodded in praise.
"I didn't expect Black Dragon's slogan to be so sharp!" Huo Jianting said, putting his hands on the shoulders of Ye Siren and Li Xiaojing.
"Well...it's nothing, right!" Siren raised the corner of his mouth and said.
"But I seem to hear you all shouting too!" Jian Ting said.
"I heard Brother Ren shouting, so I..." Xiaojing said.
Siren scratched the itch between his eyebrows and said embarrassedly: "Conditioned reflex."
"But you have to remember that you are already one-horse people, so don't always think about the black dragon." Qiu Wensheng also chimed in.
Not to mention Xiaojing, Ye Siren has always felt that he is incompatible with the band. Although everyone competed on National Day, and he sacrificed his own freedom, he helped the band survive the second crisis when the band was in the most crisis. Difficulties in dissolution. But the more he behaves like this, the more everyone feels that there is an invisible distance between him and everyone.
He is talented, has good academic performance, and has a good family background. He has always been poor, miserable, and a prisoner like the others in Unicorn. Even though his collar symbolizes his identity as a murderer, he doesn't look like a vicious person inside or out.
He will go back to Wang Xian School to study! Everyone thinks so.
The originally cold and solemn atmosphere was relieved a lot by the "four beauties". Li Moyan looked at the young man in front of him and remembered that ten years ago, he had shouted slogans in public like this without any care.
"This is youth!" Commissioner Peng looked at them enviously and said.
"Didn't you shout slogans before?" Mo Yan asked.
But Commissioner Peng smiled coldly: "At that time, we didn't understand these fancy things. We came out of the school in Dashan, went out of the city for the first time, and went abroad for the first time. Everyone put their hopes on us. I At that time, I only knew that if I didn’t work hard enough, there would be no next time.”
He then complained to Zhou Guodong and said: "If it hadn't been for that person... We wouldn't have been beaten to pieces by you Chen Nanfang at that time. We wouldn't have lost the dream we have been working hard for."
Of course Mo Yan understood. In the past ten years, the development of music in domestic primary and secondary schools is still very slow. It is only the patent of the rich, not to mention silver bands that require more investment in manpower and material resources.
"As long as you go all out and try your best, you will live up to your youth!" Mo Yan said with a smile.
"No……"
Commissioner Peng looked at Zhou Guodong's heavy back and couldn't help but sigh: "I always thought that he took away our dreams at that time. However...I just realized today that he...no, it's you who are protecting the music of the people across the country." Fighting in dreams."
Suddenly, a staff member hurriedly walked down and said to everyone: "Please be quiet and don't affect the performance of the people on the stage."
"Okay!" Lin Xuerou took the lead to calm everyone down, but as soon as the staff left, they pointed at his back in a weird way.
When the staff heard that they were arguing again, they turned around with angry eyes. But in an instant, there was silence.
Just like that, he was playfully driven back to the stage.
Until the MC announces.
Lin Xueyuan said bluntly and shouted: "Red Dragon! Fall In!"
Everyone arranged themselves into a neat square formation again. The guard of honor Jiang Nanmei blew the whistle, and Wu Yi pointed at Xu Xiaoyao and asked him to play the drum.
"Me?" Xu Xiaoyao, who was half-empty, was a little flattered when his idol pointed him out like this.
This was the first time that he took on the role of drummer on such an important occasion. This is a patent only owned by the chief of the percussion department!
"It's okay, just practice like usual!" Wu Yi said calmly.
Although the two did not know each other. However, in this short week of joint training, the two of them also developed a good tacit understanding. Although Xu Xiaoyao always gave people a feeling of unreliability. However, during this period of time, he had humbly learned from masters such as Wu Yi and had made great progress. He only had one chance to be on the spot.
He put away his usual childish eyes, raised his eyes forward, his eyes were sharp, and under the instruction of Jiang Nanmei's whistle, he struck with thunder.
Everyone also stood up in unison.
Just three minutes ago, it was still a group of playful and smiling teenagers. At this moment, it was like an army ready to go.
The main and deputy honor guards, flag bearers, cheerleaders, trumpets, trombones, French horns and euphoniums, clarinets, saxophones, tubas, celesta, combination drums, snare drums, bass drums, etc., all of them are radiant and clean. Tired of waiting all day.
They are not the only ones who are tired.
There are also those audiences who have been numbed by the same performances, but they still need a small shock to wake up their sleeping souls.
In the Japanese team's lounge, President Yumita came to see him in confusion because of Crown Prince Akihito's decision.
"Your Highness, we managed to trick the Chinese team with great difficulty. Why did you..."
"Don't worry about this, old man. So what if we let people like Chen Dongsheng perform? Can the stage they put together temporarily compare to our careful rehearsal? What's more..." As he said that, Zhaoren looked gloomy. Smile: "Showing skills and petty tricks are not in line with the spirit of our Bushido. A real samurai must defeat them in an upright manner!"
"But..." Yumida said nervously.
"Don't worry, we still have a trump card... Also, look no further, this is Japan, not China!"
After he said that, he showed a meaningful smile.
Yumita looked at his smile. At first, he was confused at times, but gradually he began to understand the meaning behind this smile.
Although the judging, scoring, and real-time voting records of the public at each stage of this competition are completely open to the public, these data will also affect the final overall winner and the ranking of the major awards to show complete fairness and justice. public.
But don’t forget, this is Japan.
On the other side, Takahashi Women's High School was excited by the warm applause and encouragement.
"The scores are out. Although the judges still lost to the Korean team. But it's not a loss to get third place. If the audience's votes are also included, maybe we can surpass them."
"The level of Chilong this year is so low. Hong Kong Chilong is just a small city in China, so it shouldn't be much better!"
"That's right!"
Could it be that whether Chiron plays or not, the outcome of the game has really been decided already?
Ye Siren did not have absolute confidence in his ability to perform. He had studied the rules of the competition and had already expected that even if Chiryu could really perform beyond his level and secure first place in the ratings, the Japanese team would definitely not be able to win. Will use the huge voting base to reverse the score difference. Thinking of this, he felt very uneasy.
"Ye Siren!" Suddenly, coach Li Moyan stopped him just before he came on the court.
"exist!"
"You don't have to play in the next game." Mo Yan said coldly.
What?
Ye Siren can't play?
Everyone was surprised when they heard Mo Yan's words.
"Coach, Ye Siren came here just to play?" Lin Xuerou said.
"No, his existence will affect everyone's performance." Liu Qiqiang agreed coldly.
"That's your problem!" Li Xiaojing retorted.
Just when most people hoped that Ye Siren would stay as one of the main players, he shook his head.
He loosened the buttoned collar: "What Liu Qiqiang said makes sense. I have never participated in the training and rehearsal of the mission team. In order to ensure that the competition is foolproof, I am the redundant person now!"
After that, Siren walked out of the team.
"Damn it, you squeezed me out at this time." Siren clutched his fists, still feeling suffocated in his mind.
Zhou Guodong laughed when he saw this, patted him on the shoulder, took him to the central photography position, and said: "I heard that you took private lessons from Li Moyan very early? And, in the third year of middle school, the black dragon is big and small." You are almost never absent from small performances."
"Well, so what."
"You, don't blame your master. This situation is good for you. In this way, you can see the details of the entire stage more clearly." Zhou Guodong said, asking him to set up a camera, and then He also put another one used for chasing photos, complete with frame, on top of him.
The consultant teacher has always been responsible for the shooting work, but today is an exception.
"You have to help me catch their shortcomings and missed positions. And I will be responsible for shooting the highlights. This will be very helpful to you in the future."
"Um."
Siren had no choice but to accept this temporary task.
Suddenly, boos came from the audience. Many people even threw vegetables and stones at the Red Dragon team.
As for the staff, they didn't want to stop or stop it at all. They just used the emcee's words to persuade them.
"You guys have gone too far!"
Siren shouted that the people who threw things were not only many local band fans, but also people from Beijing and Tianjin clubs.
"We can't help it. We are at their home stadium and we have to look at their faces. Perhaps something more outrageous has not happened yet!"
"I have to protect everyone!"
"No!" Zhou Guodong stopped him and said, "Your task is just to observe."
"Um.."
Although he felt very unhappy inside, he had no choice but to vent his dissatisfaction on the camera.
At this time, everyone began to line up, and the musicians occupied the front stage, leaving the stage free for the cheerleaders, the heroine dancers, and the hero musicians who would perform solo performances.
The Typhonium Horse had never seen such a scene before. When they saw the garbage everywhere, their hearts began to waver. They were not as calm as other bands.
"Everyone, stay focused. I believe that as long as our performance is good enough, these people will also be impressed!" Lin Xuerou said.
Suddenly, the lights in the entire venue dimmed. This darkness not only dimmed the stage, but also the entire performance area, and even the street lights next to it.
At this time, everyone fell silent, stopped throwing things, and looked around, slightly panicked.
Until, a clear and elegant clarinet sound like holy light slowly sounded.
Wherever the sound reaches, a focused light shines on a place full of garbage and filth.
Among the filth, there was a piece of old rag. Upon closer inspection, it was not a rag, but a young girl.
A girl kneeling in filth, looking ordinary and ugly, with a large piece of rotten flesh on her face...
