"Now, please enjoy the opening dance 'Melody of Youth'!"
As the host left the stage, the lights on the ceiling lit up, and dozens of men and women came up from both sides of the stage at the same time. They were dressed in bright clothes, young and beautiful, and their smiles were enough to melt the winter cold. They danced slowly to the music, and every move and glance back was full of energy. In a few minutes, they changed into various beautiful shapes on the small stage, which attracted applause from time to time in the auditorium.
The audience started to discuss enthusiastically at the same time: "Although I don't quite understand it, the dance performed by No. 19 Middle School is really beautiful."
"Beautiful? You didn't wear your glasses, right? She looked very beautiful! Look at the lead dancer, yes, the prettiest girl, she's the daughter of my neighbor's relative. I talked to her last year."
A man with a flat head nearby followed his finger and saw the plain-looking dancing girl with freckles on her face. He couldn't stand it anymore and scolded her bitterly, "Hey, do you two have any position? As a member of No. 1 Middle School, don't you feel ashamed to say such things?"
The two turned their heads at the same time, looking at the flat-headed man in confusion, and said, "We are from No. 19 Middle School. Why should we be ashamed?"
"That's right. Looking at this guy's appearance and temperament, can you cultivate him in No. 1 Middle School?"
The flat-headed man made a mistake and his momentum weakened by three points. Seeing that the two men looked wretched and had pointed faces and monkey cheeks, he muttered softly, "No. 1 Middle School really can't produce anything!" and shut up in disappointment.
The competition on stage was no less intense than that in the audience. Although the purpose of this evening party was for the two schools to join hands and pray for the people of Qingzhou and raise funds for post-disaster reconstruction, and no separate judges were set up, after all, there were years of grievances and although the two schools were harmonious on the surface, there were undercurrents underneath, and everyone was trying their best to compete on the stage.
The clues can be seen from the program arrangement. The performances of No. 1 Middle School and No. 19 Middle School were performed alternately. You sang "Youth Melody" and I sang "Exciting Dance". The crosstalk "High School Times" just ended, and the skit "My Deskmate" came on stage. The back and forth was very lively. It was not until the medley of songs from No. 19 Middle School came on stage that the situation of being evenly matched changed. Eight young men and women with excellent voices sang the most popular songs in recent years, "Smiley Face", "Grandma's Penghu Bay", "Childhood", "Chinese Folk Songs", "Stars Lighting Up", etc. There were campus, folk customs, Hong Kong and Taiwan, and the mainland, all inclusive, and a hundred flowers bloomed. The ones selected were all the climax parts, with beautiful rhythm and cheerful lyrics. The group of people who danced the opening dance all came on stage to dance with the singers. During the interspersed movement of the singers, they sang one song after another. The lights swayed, the singing was diffused, and the dancing was moving, which won warm applause.
Seeing the balance tilting towards No. 19 Middle School, Liu Zhihe poked Wen Liang and whispered, "It's our turn now, okay? My legs are a little weak, how about we sing a song too..."
With the psychological quality of the little godfather, he was actually shocked and uneasy. Looking at Ren Yi and others, they all looked worried. Wen Liang hurriedly comforted him, "What are you afraid of? Do we have to follow them? Remember, we don't sell mutton skewers in No. 1 Middle School!"
Everyone laughed. Wen Liang pressed his hands to signal for silence and said, "Besides, they have the upper hand. We have to win by surprise. You are the surprise force of No. 1 Middle School!"
So the army's morale was greatly stabilized!
Yang Yang walked to the center of the stage, her floor-length dress showing her elegant posture, her long hair slightly gathered behind her shoulders, her pretty face even more charming at this moment, she said: "Some people are very rich, but they are very poor in spirit, some people are very poor, but they live very happily. Now, welcome the students of No. 1 Middle School to perform the dance "Poor but Happy" for us."
The lights dimmed for a moment, then lit up again after a moment. Ten more people stood on the stage with their backs to each other, wearing the same white shirts and black trousers. Although they were still immature students, they were also more capable and shrewd than adults. As the theme song of Air Force One sounded, the ten people slowly turned around and folded their arms. Liu Zhihe stood in the middle of the front row, with a serious look on his chubby face, which made the atmosphere very solemn. Next to him were two girls, Meng Ke and Ye Meng. Originally, according to the looks and personalities of the two girls, it was impossible for them to dance such a dance. But strangely, after watching the first rehearsal, they were interested in joining in. In Meng Ke's words, it was rare to go crazy once, so let's go crazy. Especially Ye Meng, who was always well-behaved, surprised everyone. So it is said that a woman's heart is as deep as the sea, as vast as the universe.
Next to the girl are Ren Yi and Zhang Song. In the middle of the back row is Beimi. She was assigned by Wen Liang and had no choice. On both sides of her are Jiang Tao, Liu Bing, Ma Su and another new brother Deng Gaoshan.
Zuo Yuxi glanced at the stage, but didn't find Wen Liang. She turned her head and whispered something to Yang Guangsheng, then picked up the teacup and took a sip of water.
Suddenly, the music changed into a gentle version of "Poor but Happy", "Little people, but you are so successful, you just love to be poor and happy every day...", ten people, both men and women, put their left hands on their waists, waved their right hands upwards, raised their legs high, stepped to the right three times, then twisted their waists, and slid their right hands down their bodies like water snakes. Their movements were extremely funny, but they all looked serious.
The sharp contrast between the before and after created an excellent comedic effect. Zuo Yuxi puffed out the water. The cold flower of Qingzhou had never lost her composure like this in public. But she could hear Wen Liang singing in a pinched voice from the accompaniment tape: "Whose little so-and-so am I? I am as strong as Li Kui, as handsome as Zhang Fei, with a shiny black felt hairstyle, I have traveled all over the country, with an outstanding temperament..." and then she saw the fat or thin, tall or short, ordinary or beautiful boys and girls on the stage stretching their arms and legs to dance a hilarious dance that could be called a masterpiece, and she couldn't hide the smile in her beautiful eyes.
Yang Guangsheng glanced at her and smiled, "This dance is good, energetic and innovative. Principal Zhang, your No. 1 Middle School is full of talented people!"
Zhang Yihan's face immediately lit up. When the school was re-selecting, he was a little worried that dancing like this would make the leaders unhappy. After all, he had never seen such a... well, how should I put it, such a strange dance that made people laugh happily. Later, Wen Liang assured him that there would be no problem, so he gritted his teeth and let him go. Now that he received Yang Guangsheng's praise, he was very proud.
On the other side, the face of Huang Wanli, the principal of No. 19 Middle School, was not so good. In fact, considering Yang Guangsheng's age and aesthetic taste, he might not think that there was anything good about such a dance. But seeing that Zuo Yuxi, who never smiled, was suddenly overjoyed, he was just doing him a favor.
In the officialdom, there are speculations and flattery everywhere, and human hearts and desires are helpless!
The students' reactions were much more pure than those of the leaders. When the first move was performed, it caused laughter in the room. As the dance continued, there were more and more laughs and more and more shocking moments. The laughter was like the tide coming from the end of the sea. At first it was a line, then a wave, and then a magnificent wall rising up until it roared down and covered the sky.
In the 13-year history of Qingyi Middle School’s New Year’s Eve Gala, this is the first time such laughter has been heard!
Especially when the Thousand-armed Avalokitesvara appeared and twitched quickly, the laughter was directly overwhelming, and the music changed from "poor and happy" to "I like you" and then to "I love you", "hoeing dance", "duck steps", the ultimate move of Ultraman that has not yet been born, "Taoism Palm", "ballet", "Little Swan", all the baggage unexpectedly aroused unprecedented warm response. Hearing such desperate applause, the people on the stage performed even harder. Liu Zhihe's skills were trained in fighting, and his bucket waist was more flexible than Meng Ke's. Ren Yi grinned and showed the invincibility of the meanest people. The three girls also let go completely. It is hard to say whether Bemi is a natural person, but the sweet Meng Ke and the well-behaved Ye Meng shook their heads without caring about their image, adding countless laughter.
At the end, Meng Ke and Ye Meng held up a banner that read "The Future of Qingzhou". The laughter gradually died down and everyone held their breath waiting for the next part. When the music stopped at the last pause, the other eight people suddenly turned around and knelt down, facing the banner with their arms raised. At the same time, the banner changed to "Better because of us".
Applause rang out again!
No one expected that such a spoof program would end in such an inspiring way. For the first time, all the students present put aside their barriers and no longer divided between No. 1 Middle School and No. 19 Middle School. They all clapped their hands sincerely for a long time!
The ten people held hands and bowed as they left the stage. As soon as they reached behind the scenes, they all couldn't help jumping up, hugging each other and laughing. The girls even shed tears just for this moment of fulfillment.
Wen Liang stood aside, watching them quietly, like a gentle brother, with a faint smile on his face. Meng Ke walked over from the chaotic crowd, mustered up the courage to gently hug him, and whispered: "Thank you, Wen Liang, I am very happy tonight."
Wen Liang patted her on the back and said with a smile: "You danced very well, I should be the one thanking you!"
Ren Yi's gaze followed Meng Ke's and a bitter smile appeared on his face, but it disappeared immediately and he went back to fool around with Zhang Song and the others.
Flowers never stay red forever, people never stay young again.
Seizing the happiness in front of you is the greatest happiness!
This is what makes Ren Yi so cute!
The song "Poor but Happy" completely ignited the passion of the audience, but it also caused embarrassment to the following shows. Although the response was not bad, compared with the previous ones, it is worth not mentioning.
Another climax was the trio from No. 19 Middle School. Three tall and handsome boys sang the Little Tigers' classic song "Love". These three were obviously the celebrities of No. 19 Middle School. They had charming smiles and great stage presence. This pair of boys and girls in the 1990s was simply a cheat. They immediately received crazy screams from the girls and collective singing from the boys.
"Wenliang, it's our turn."
When the song ended, Wen Liang turned around and saw Xu Yao, Ji Su and Ning Xiaoning standing behind him, white as snow, pure as lotus and beautiful as flowers!
(Thanks to the president for the 10,000-word reward!)
(I really should add another chapter, but considering that Maru worked until 2 or 3 in the morning every day this week, I will just express my gratitude verbally) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued)