In this game, the "Professional Kicking Hall" team and Tan Weiqi's performance of "Jackdaw Boy" was almost perfect.

But compared to the performance of the "Strong and Unparalleled Man" team, it was a level lower.

The three divine songs "Old Driver Take Me", "Walking Tractor Sky" and "Moskau" were arranged together, which made the whole audience high, but also heart-breaking.

And finally, as the "encore", "Любо, братцы, жить" is even more amazing.

Backstage, before the results came out, Tan Weiqi had already sat down on the stool in despair.

On the one hand, it was because of the other party's performance, but on the other hand, it was because of the teacher's tears.

He is a Chinese who has lived in Russia for a long time. He has been living in Chaiyuan since the High School Affiliated to Chaiyuan, and only returns to China during holidays.

Every time he returns to China, he can feel the rapid changes in the country, so he can even feel the difference in development between the two countries.

It's like two trains traveling through the wilderness.

China before was like a steam locomotive, slow and cumbersome.

But now it has become a high-speed rail.

Russia is still the same green car.

As Tokarvsky's favorite student, he also understood his teacher's obsession very well.

The most cruel thing in the world is to lift the cover of reality and reveal everything bloody.

Everything you don't want to face or dare not face can't be covered up.

Yan Xuexin was so angry that he almost threw the cup.

"Damn it, is there such a thing? It's not only about singing, it's about arranging music, it's about being live, it's also about playing with feelings, culture, and history?"

Oh my god, is this really a school song contest?

"This is so damn insidious!"

What's better than singing?

"Why do you all think we lost? I don't think they sang particularly well...and what did they diss about?" Gloria still didn't understand.

This third-generation immigrant who grew up in the United States, Banana Girl, has almost no connection with China except that she can speak Chinese.

In her heart, she has the arrogance of an American and is unwilling or unwilling to understand other countries.

You can't even get the real thrill of this game.

In the past, Yan Xuexin was the one responsible for explaining things to her.

But now, he has lost interest in explaining.

Oh, what are you talking about?

Never in my wildest dreams did I expect that the professional kickboxing team could not even survive the first round and was already defeated.

He originally thought that the only person in this world who could defeat him was Gu Xiaobai.

On one side of the stage, the peerless macho team finally stepped off the stage.

They cheered, whistled, and encoreed, curtain call after curtain call.

Even counting the performance of the White Mosquitoes, their performance was still the best in the game!

There is no dispute!

"Oh, if I had known we were doing so well, I would have challenged Xiaobai directly!"

"Invite Team White Mosquito into our team!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm tired of bullying Xiaobai, but I can bully Sister Xiaowen!"

Lu Ke and Wang Haixia were walking behind, each holding a guitar and thinking about it.

"Are you sure?" From the front, Fu Wenyao turned his head and squinted at the two people who had drifted away.

"Uh, not sure..." Wang Haixia thought carefully and shrank his head.

He knows Gu Xiaobai very well.

Wang Haixia has no bottom line, and Gu Xiaobai has no upper limit.

If Fangu Xiaobai's opponent is stronger, I'm afraid they will have more energy in this game. It's hard to say whether their performance can be the best in the game.

Moreover, most of the things they showed on stage were influenced by Gu Xiaobai'er, so their rank improved.

When it comes to playing with culture, history, and feelings, Gu Xiaobai is the boss, okay?

Competing with this guy in what he is best at?

Isn’t that seeking death?!

"We won the 'Professional Kicking Club' team in the first game. It can be said to be a dream start. It is the most profitable venture investment in this school song competition." Fu Wenyao said, "With Tan Weiqi and the others, our team

The capital is stronger, especially in vocal and classical music, which has improved a lot, but this is not enough. Now we have to think about what we are still missing and which team we should absorb!"

This school song competition is like playing a game of snake.

Whoever is longer and has more will be stronger!

"I'm afraid we won't be so lucky next time and can directly choose our opponents." Lu Ke shook his head.

Fu Wenyao nodded, frowning in thought.

Wang Haixia is not like Fu Wenyao, who likes to think deeply. He is still immersed in the joy of victory.

When he turned around, he found that Zhou Xianting was lagging behind, silent, his head drooped, a little depressed.

"What's wrong, Brother Ting?" Why aren't you happy if you win?

"You think, did we go too far just now? I think the old driver is really sad. If we do this, we are not enough friends..."

"We are rivals, rivals!" Wang Haixia waved his fist, then looked at Zhao Mo next to him with his head drooped, sighed, and said: "Okay... it's quite excessive."

"There is nothing we can do..." Wang Haixia felt under his piano case and took out a bottle of analytically pure alcohol.

How to relieve worries? Only Du Kang.

There is nothing in this world that cannot be solved with a bottle of pure analysis.

If yes, then two bottles.

Wang Haixia thought for a while and took out another bottle of analytical pure to prove the sincerity of his apology.

Tan Weiqi originally planned to go to the front desk to check on his teacher, but was stopped by Fu Wenyao.

Tan Weiqi felt that Fu Wenyao had a feeling of not intending to waste a second.

But these people had just beaten their team, why were they so eager?

How strong is Gu Xiaobai?

After being delayed for more than ten minutes backstage, I came to the teacher at the front desk and saw that Wang Haixia and others were already there, sitting next to the teacher watching the program.

Tan Weiqi walked around but couldn't find a seat to sit down. Wang Haixia refused to give up his seat without any discernment.

He had no choice but to sit behind Tokarvsky, and then asked the teacher in a low voice: "Teacher, do you want me to go back with you to rest for a while?"

"Hi, no need." Tokarfsky waved his hand without looking back.

"Teacher?" Tan Weiqi wanted to say something else, but because Wang Haixia was sitting next to him, he was embarrassed to say more, so he could only sit in the back.

Then, he saw Tokarvsky raise his hand, and there was a "squeak" in his sleeve.

Hey, what's the sound?

Tan Weiqi moved forward.

I heard "squeak" again.

Then there was a "boom" and the sound of the bottle falling to the ground.

"teacher?"
Chapter completed!