Qiu Haowen swung his fingers, and a beautiful melody rang. This was a song that no one had heard before. After the prelude, Cen Leyao took a breath, closed her eyes slightly, raised her head slightly, and sang: "I'm looking up, above the moon."

As soon as the singing sounded, everyone, who were sitting and standing behind the aisle and behind the stage, felt goose bumps on their arms. No one expected that the gentle and gentle Cen Leyao would have such a high-pitched and intense, penetrating voice. Perhaps it was excitement and nervousness, her voice was a little hoarse, but this flaw, coupled with this song, had a unique flavor.

In the middle of singing, Cen Leyao turned sideways and looked at Qiu Haowen with a smile. Qiu Haowen was ready. While playing the familiar melody, he raised his head and sang "The moon on the fifteenth is rising into the sky..."

This is the charming and special thing about this song. The female voice is contrary to the current gentle and sweet norm, and is sonorous and powerful, while the male voice is affectionate and gentle, becoming a chorus of singing. One of the main and one pair, contrasting, refreshing. In addition, the melody is beautiful and moving, the lyrics are catchy, and the lyrics are rich in the flavor of grassland folk songs, but they are mixed with elements of modern music, deeply touching everyone.

Cen Leyao is the lead singer, and she sang most of the lyrics. Qiu Haowen had nothing else except for those two lines "Meeting Ao Bao".

At the end of the song, warm applause was still ringing when the two of them retreated to the stage.

"Auntie, am I singing well?" Cen Leyao hugged Le Ling and asked excitedly.

"It's pretty good. I've recorded it all. You can listen to it when you go home. It's a good result." Le Ling said.

"It's just a pity. I couldn't add that rap. This is quite popular in the United States now."

"If you can't add it, it will be a bad thing if you add it. This is a good question."

Qiu Haowen quickly said a few humble words. It was strange that he could make Cen Leyao tremble, but he was honest in front of Teacher Le Ling, and he was simply the last eunuch in China.

Le Ling and Cen Leyao still have something to do, so they can ask Qiu Hao asked and kneel down.

Qiu Haowen wiped the fine hair on his forehead and let out a sigh of relief. He was about to leave the stage to meet Deng Lingfei, but he had a thought in his mind. He didn't seem to see Ming Chaoxia just now, and there was nothing on and off the stage. Where did he go?

So Qiu Haowen pretended to be nothing and wandered around the backstage, but his eyes were staring around like radar. As soon as he turned to a corner, he saw Ming Chaoxia sitting on a box, wearing a dance suit from "The Girl of the Heaven", wrapped in a shabby military coat, and shivering there. Her face was gray and her bare feet were red with cold.

"What's wrong with you?"

"A classmate who was dancing with something was in a hurry to go home. He rolled my clothes and shoes in a bag in a daze and took them away. Xiaoyu and Xiaomao helped me find her, but her house was a little far away and she hasn't come back yet."

"What? You've been waiting until now?"

"Well, an uncle saw that I was too cold, so he found me a military coat." Speaking of this, Ming Chaoxia wrapped her military coat tightly. At this time, she looked like a hungry and cold cat, with pitiful eyes that made people feel infinitely pity.

"You, why are you so stupid? You can go home first in a military coat."

"The show has not been finished yet, I want to know what prize my show has been awarded." Ming Chaoxia said biting her lower lip.

"Then you can't wait so stupidly, you will catch a cold." Qiu Haowen said sadly.

He looked up and down, then hesitated for a moment, but he didn't have the courage to carry the trembling Ming Chaoxia into his arms. Qiu Haowen unbuttoned his cotton coat, opened it, and then went forward and half-kneeled, hiding Ming Chaoxia's cold feet in his arms.

Ming Chaoxia's face turned red, and her feet struggled hard for a few times, but was tightly clamped by Qiu Haowen. Feeling the rare warmth, Ming Chaoxia gave up and obediently let her feet, which were numb to the cold, slowly recovered their consciousness in Qiu Haowen's body temperature.

"Qiu Haowen," Ming Chaoxia suddenly spoke.

"Um."

"That song just now is so nice. Did you write it?"

"Yes."

"Did you write it to Cen Leyao?"

"Why do you think so? This is just a Mongolian folk song mixed with modern song style. There is no love, why do you think it was written for her?"

Listening to Qiu Haowen's serious explanation, Ming Chaoxia smiled, and the dimples on the corner of her mouth appeared again.

"Cen Leyao sang nicely, I couldn't imagine that her voice was so special and so nice. This song seemed to be tailor-made for her." Ming Chaoxia tilted her head slightly and looked down at Qiu Haowen from a high place.

Qiu Haowen saw Ming Chaoxia's exposed belly button in the gap in the military coat. He never thought that a girl's belly button could look so beautiful. Like Dove white chocolate beans and like the buttons carved by Hetian jade, they are all works of art.

When Ming Chaoxia found Qiu Haowen in a daze, she looked down and blushed. She quickly wrapped her military coat tightly and cut off Qiu Haowen's gaze.

"What did you ask me just now?"

"Nothing!" Ming Chaoxia's gray-green face has now returned to a little red.

After a while of silence, Ming Chaoxia felt a little embarrassed and asked, "When will you go to the provincial competition?"

"At the end of February, the national competition was held in Beijing in early April."

Ming Chaoxia was stunned for a moment, then understood what Qiu Hao meant in his question.

"I believe you will definitely win the first prize in the provincial competition and enter the national competition."

"Thanks."

After saying that, the two of them didn't know what to say, and they racked their brains to think about the topic.

At this moment, two people broke into this corner rashly and saw this scene.

Ming Chaoxia was sitting on the wooden box, like a princess. Qiu Haowen half-kneeled in front of her, like a prince asking for marriage. But what the hell is the worn and inappropriate military coat on Ming Chaoxia? Qiu Haowen why he hugged Ming Chaoxia's feet? What are they going to do next? Are they ready to hug and kiss each other?

These two girls who read Qiong Yao's novels suddenly flashed countless classic love scenes in their minds, and countless suspense questions arose. When they walked up to them, they were already fantasizing that the Ming Dynasty was so beautiful and Qiu Haowen was so smart. The children they combined must be the pride of heaven who combines wisdom and beauty.

Seeing that the classmate had found Ming Chaoxia's clothes, Qiu Haowen naturally retired.

In the end, his songs with Cen Leyao won the first prize. Ming Chaoxia's two dances and aerobics dance won the first prize, but "The Girl in the Heaven" only won the second prize, just like the dance led by Han Tao. Tian Kai's songs only won the third prize. Perhaps it was because of the guitar chorus of Qiu Haowen and Cen Leyao, he couldn't stand watching his program.

Finally, the 1990 New Year's Day Gala at Qingxi County No. 1 Middle School ended successfully.

It was already half past ten. It was also snowing heavily in the sky. Looking up, the sky was floating, and snowflakes seemed to emerge from the dark curtain, flying lightly in the wind, like notes sung by the music goddess for the arrival of the new year, and finally fell silently in the place you couldn't see.

Qiu Haowen reached out to catch a snowflake, suddenly became interested and shouted to the sky: "Hello! 1990!"

The classmates around looked at him in surprise and found that Qiu Haowen, the number one talented man from No. 1 Middle School, who has been famous recently, was not strange. Genius is always a bit unique. If you are like ordinary people, then how can you call a genius?
Chapter completed!