Jiang Qingtian was somewhat pleased with himself. He glanced down and found that Lin Yi hadn't made any movement. He immediately looked disappointed, but he immediately suppressed his anger and said with a smile, "Mr. Lin, are you going to sing a song too?"
Lin Yi waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I'm not very good at singing, so forget it, to avoid embarrassing myself."
"What are you talking about? We all sang, even Teacher Yu sang. And you're being so hesitant. That's not manly of you." Jiang Qingtian couldn't help but sneer.
The other teachers' food and drinks were all paid for by Jiang Qingtian, so they naturally followed his words.
"Yes, Mr. Lin, you have to sing a song."
"Come on, just sing a few lines."
"Yeah, don't give me face."
Yu Qinglian is now very curious about Lin Yi. First of all, he is her brother's comrade-in-arms, and secondly, he is Guoguo's adoptive father. In addition, all the things that happened before made her very curious and she urgently wanted to understand him and what kind of man he was.
"Brother Lin, just sing a few lines." Yu Qinglian also encouraged.
Seeing that everyone had said so much, Lin Yi felt that he would be unmanly to refuse, so he simply stood up and took the microphone and said, "I can sing, but I went abroad in high school, so I don't know much about domestic pop songs. The songs I can sing are all from abroad."
"What? Mr. Lin is actually a sea turtle?"
"No way, I can't tell."
"Boasting will be punished."
Jiang Qingtian felt disdainful and thought, just brag, it won't be taxed anyway.
"It doesn't matter. Although we are all English teachers, we all took elective courses in languages of other countries when we were in college. As far as I know, Teacher Zhang can speak Japanese, and Teacher Zhao is now very knowledgeable in Italian. As for Teacher Yu, he is even better. He can also speak some German and Spanish." Jiang Qingtian said lightly.
Lin Yi cleared his throat, selected a song on the computer, and suddenly became serious.
This song was the favorite song of one of his former comrades-in-arms, and it is a folk song from their hometown.
That comrade was Albanian and his language was an obscure Albanian. Normally, computers would not include songs of this kind. Lin Yi was very surprised to find it on the computer.
Although that comrade has been dead for many years, every time I think of him, I think of the melody lingering in my ears.
At first he didn't know what the song was about, but later he found out it was a song about missing his mother.
He recalled again that there was a time when every night his comrade would hold his harmonica and sing this song sadly under the faint moonlight. The tears in his eyes were filled with longing for his mother.
"Oh, it would be great if there was no war in the world." Lin Yi thought so and started singing.
As soon as Lin Yi opened his mouth, everyone was dumbfounded. What kind of language was this? They had never heard of it before. Several teachers who thought they were knowledgeable enough could only stare in amazement.
However, they were soon drawn into Lin Yi's emotional world, feeling happy when he was happy and sad when he was sad.
They may not be able to hear what Lin Yi is singing, but the strong emotions in the song make them feel the same.
The moment the music stopped, the scene was completely silent. Everyone was so immersed in the atmosphere that they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time. After more than ten seconds, thunderous applause finally came.
"Brother Lin sings so well!" Yu Qinglian exclaimed.
"This kid..." Jiang Qingtian said secretly, gritting his teeth.