Somehow, Xiang Mian hummed the song and suddenly felt a sore nose, and was touched by the lyrics of the song.

The sword punishes everything, watch the withering and prosperity of the world,

The snow covers the mountains and rivers, and asks the old friend where he is...

This is a song with a strong sense of cultivation and a little sadness. While Xiang Mian hums, he can clearly feel the emotional tone revealed by the composer.

She hummed the melody carefully in her heart over and over again.

First she felt sad, then she felt a little stubbornness from it, and finally she tasted the heroic taste.

Xiang Yi knew nothing about music. In fact, he always wanted to learn it, but this thing was not achieved overnight, just like swordsmanship.

If you can recruit tool people who know how to create music in the wasteland world later, Xiang Yi feels that he can learn new skills as well.

If you inherit the world, you must develop.

Both material civilization construction and spiritual civilization construction must be grasped.

Xiang Yi listened to Xiang Mian humming the song, and could also feel a trace of melancholy in the heart of the owner of the Yuxuan Dao Palace.

Before the Dharma-Ending Age came, what happened to this senior that made him write such a song?

Xiang Yi was curious.

Xiang Mian was also curious: "Who wrote this song?"

"It's better to buy a mobile phone to get it."

“…”

Xiang Mian twitched the corner of his mouth: "Original?"

"Original." Xiang Yi nodded.

"Which store is so conscientious?" Xiang Mian was shocked and thought to himself that the promotional activities of buying mobile phones have been so strong these days? Not only did they sell a mobile phone with a sword score, but they also helped customers write the original song as a gift. I am afraid that it would be that they would buy a mobile phone in the future and even give pickled vegetables and tea eggs... This is the gift of the rich.

Therefore, Xiang Mian's attitude towards Xiang Yi's answer was just skeptical, but he did not continue to ask.

The song and lyrics were copied by Xiang Yi from the scroll. Xiang Yi just copied it by saying, but in fact he couldn't understand the score at all, so there were inevitably some errors when copying it. Xiang Mian found a piece of paper, quickly copied the score again, and filled in the errors.

"Brother, I'll find someone to print it out and send it to the choir department. Find a few boys with the right voice and sing behind you while you are dancing the sword. What do you think?" Xiang Mian asked.

"Yeah? Can't you do it yourself?" Xiang Yi pinched his sister's face.

"It feels better for boys to sing this song..." Xiang Mian blushed. It was not that she could not sing, but that she felt that the effect of her singing might not be good. In front of so many people, she was too afraid that she would be embarrassed.

Moreover, Xiang Mian has never tried ancient style songs before.

"I don't dislike it. You were pretty good when you hummed before. There was no one here, why don't you sing it in full and give me a cappella?" Xiang Yi asked.

The chorus department of Chengbei No. 6 Middle School is actually very famous. I have won the chorus award in the district before, so it is definitely not difficult to find three boys to sing for myself.

However, this graduation art performance is different.

Xiang Yi had seen a lot of rumors in the online poster before. He heard that many leaders from other schools were also coming to participate in their graduation art performance.

Don’t think about it, Xiang Yi also knows that this group of people may be for their own "giant panda"...

This is a large part of the reason why the graduation art performance of Chengbei No. 6 Middle School is so lively.

In short, when leaders inside and outside the school gathered, and even district leaders and municipal leaders were present, this was a very rare opportunity to show off.

Xiang Mian is not good at studying, but Xiang Yi still has musical talent.

"Then I'll try..."

So, with Xiang Yi's encouragement, Xiang Mian cleared his voice and prepared to start singing the song "Sword View of the People".

...

At this time, with the appearance of several teachers in the gymnasium, the originally lively scene began to become a little quiet.

"Do we have a cold scene effect?" A teacher smiled bitterly in his heart.

"You guys usually have a stern face in class, so it's natural for the students to be afraid." Director Qiu said helplessly.

Sometimes teachers are very fierce to students, but it is impossible to be a teacher. How can you not suppress students? Many teachers actually have an unknown gentle side, and this side is usually only seen after graduation...

Damn... the principal and the director are here!

Several boys who were practicing black stockings and three-legged men were shocked by the fact that they gave a big bow to Principal Fang, Director Qiu and a group of accompanying teachers on the spot.

The screen is as follows:

__(:_"∠)_(black silk)_

Principal Fang took a deep breath.

Nowadays, young people are having fun...

"Who reviewed the program with two black stockings? Why don't I know?" Principal Fang looked at the teachers around him.

Several teachers who accompanied him were shocked.

After a fierce struggle in his heart, a teacher from the Department of Culture and Sports stood up: "It's the principal I reviewed... I know, this program is not good... I'll change it now..."

The teacher from the Department of Culture and Sports was uneasy and secretly said he was unlucky. He passed the review because the program was creative. Moreover, when submitting the program for review, the recommendation form filled out by the students made the program very singular, saying that it not only exercises, but also advocates a concept of equality between men and women.

He agreed when his mind was hot!

Unexpectedly, the principal is coming to attack now...

The teacher in the Department of Culture and Sports admitted his mistake with a bitter mouth, thinking that the bonus at the end of the year might be hanging.

As a result, I never expected that the next moment, Principal Fang had a smile on his face; "Why do you need to change it? I think it's very interesting!"

"..." Everyone.

"Lao Qiu, let me sign up with you too?"

Director Qiu wiped his sweat: "Principal, we are all old... I'm afraid we can't escape these students..."

"Who said he must win? This is to narrow the distance between him and the students." Principal Fang said righteously, his firm eyes burning with raging fire, and he looked like he wanted to wear black silk. Director Qiu knew that he would not be able to escape this time...

In fact, Principal Fang did not really want to wear it, but wanted to use it to see the students' reactions.

He saw that the originally lively atmosphere suddenly became deserted as he and a group of teachers appeared in the gymnasium, and he thought of making a joke to liven up the atmosphere.

As a result, it was fine if it was not active. With this activity, the atmosphere in the entire gymnasium instantly dropped to freezing point.

All the students stared at them with wide eyes, showing an incredible look.

Principal Fang... is nearly 60 years old...

Director Qiu is also a 50-year-old middle-aged man who is bald... With a pair of slippers, he is a copy of the Fire Cloud Evil God...

The two of them put on black stockings and played with their three legs together, which was a visual nightmare!

The students dare not continue thinking...

They seemed to see the thrilling scene of two strange stars wearing black stockings running happily in the gymnasium at the graduation ceremony.

“…”

Principal Fang didn't expect that his joke would get even colder.

He was thinking about how he would end up, but he might as well just leave...

At this time, a graceful female voice floated out in the deadly gymnasium.
Chapter completed!