Because they don’t know what kind of emotions should be used to meet the biggest climax after they have fun.

At this moment, Song Dongyuan, who had been sitting there, rang a few times with the walkie-talkie on his hand.

"Director Song, Director Song, can you hear it?"

Yuan Wengang did not look squinted, but he had noticed the sound.

Liu Bingyi, Qu Bo, Qin Wenhua and others next to him...

In the back row, Li Yuanqiu, Tian Chaogui, Xu Pei and other department-level leaders...

They almost heard it.

Wang Yu's understatement sounded from the walkie-talkie.

"If Director Song has this level, then I will really not be convinced today."

"I have to show you what singing history means and what singing future means."

"Let you see what the hard work of a young man is, the hard work of a young man, the pillar of middle-aged man, and the steadfastness of the old man!"

Wang Yu's words are not only about the topic, but also about the progression of emotions and voice.

"If you think I'm called self-righteous, then I'll let you see what self-righteous is today!"

When this roar is silent, the front row is all silent.

There was no sound at all. Song Dongyuan pursed his lips tightly, his face was red and hot, and he didn't dare to look around, afraid of questioning, mocking and sarcastic gaze, his face was full of a sarcastic look...

In the quiet scene, the male and female hosts appeared, leaving a blank space for five seconds, and said in a full mood, "Walk with the times and walk with the motherland!"

"More than fifty years of struggle, more than fifty years of wind and frost."

"Remember in mind the glorious mission of our ancestors and strive for the best of our own strengths!"

"That year, you and I were young!" the male voice.

"Young, like a young song!" female voice.

"That year, you were not afraid of the wind and rain."

"Now, we have taken over your mission and forge ahead!" male voice.

"I would like to invite the Third Operation Company of Jiangyuan Engineering Company of Southern Branch, Lin Yao and her friends to bring you a song..."

All the lights are gone!

A beam of chasing light hit the stage, Lin Yao was wearing a light yellow skirt and looked timid, but she took every step very steadily.

As she slowly moved forward, the large screen began to play her own profile.

There are only pictures, music, and words, and I don’t grin in half-baked Mandarin to introduce myself.

The rising sun warms people, the green leaves are shady, and the green campus is the trajectory of her growth.

Her ten fingers flew, her expression was focused, and her clones had skills. That was her persistent career.

Her every move is a story, and her every frown and smile touches people's hearts.

The last smiley face that warms people and warms the audience, signed by: Lin Yao.

Everyone's hearts were like being pinched violently, and their breathing stopped.

Several men with bouquets were ready to move, half-lifting their butts, ready to rush to the stage.

Tian Wei gnawed his nails and stared at the back of the sand sculpture Song Dongyuan and cursed the waste. Didn’t he say that he couldn’t get the introduction?

Why is it again?

Tian Wei bit off the cuticle on his fingers.

Some people are scolding Wang Yu, such as Liu Rui.

"Wang Yu, this is your random introduction?"

"Is this just to focus on singing?"

"Lying on the grass."
Chapter completed!