If we say that Gu Xiaobai's previous performances have stunned everyone, especially those who have watched Gu Xiaobai's performance for the first time, they find it beyond imagination and are completely captivated by Gu Xiaobai's performance that transcends stage and music.

Shocked.

This is Xiaobai's performance style, there is always something unexpected on stage.

If he wasn't showing off his skills, he would be making trouble elsewhere, doing things crazily.

However, the shock brought by Gu Xiaobai's previous performances was completely inferior to that sentence just now.

What? These nine flying swords are actually the prizes of this aviation design competition?

You have already designed this kind of aircraft, why do you still want us to design it?

I really want it, I want it crazily.

However, my rubbish design...is not worthy of this kind of aircraft!

This feeling is like a kindergarten talent contest where the reward is an Oscar statuette.

This is too virtuous and inappropriate.

It's more than just a feeling of shame.

But, I really want it!

Lisha was already there, hugging Makuka and yelling:

"Oooh, ooh, ooh, I want it! We must be first! Aoao, ooh, ooh, I want to be first! No matter what link, I want to be first!"

No matter what, I must take back a flying sword!

Makukabi Lisha's performance was not much better.

It can be said that Gu Xiaobai's prize has directly ignited the whole audience.

Gu Xiaobai left the scene, and the host came on stage, only to find that the scene was completely out of control.

Everyone is trapped in madness and cannot extricate themselves.

And many students at Dongwon University are madly regretting: "Ahhhhh, why don't I participate in the design competition! Is it still too late for me to sign up now?"

Backstage, Gu Xiaobai, who had just stepped off the stage, blinked and scratched his head.

Am I... going a little too far?

Is the ultimate move too harsh?

In the front row, Wu Quandong stood up blankly and looked back.

Wait, tonight is obviously the school song competition, why do you feel like the opening ceremony of the aviation design competition has already begun?

Is it really just my illusion?

The atmosphere at the scene was so lively that many people even wanted to leave immediately and stay up all night to review the theoretical content of the competition and continue to optimize their entries.

On the stage, the host couldn't control the scene. He shouted several times but couldn't get everyone to quiet down. His face turned a little green.

After hosting the school song contest for so many years, this is the first time this host has encountered this situation.

This is how to do?

The game is not over yet!

There is still one person who didn’t sing!

At this moment, a hand stretched out from the side.

At the school song competition, the order was completely chaotic.

These contestants from various foreign countries lacked enough discipline. They spoke various languages, cheered and shouted, making the scene more chaotic than a vegetable market.

At this moment, a burst of singing sounded.

"If pride is not coldly photographed by the sea of ​​reality

How do you know how to work harder?

Only then can we go far

If the dream had not fallen off the cliff at a critical moment

How do you know someone who is persistent?

Have invisible wings

Plant tears in your heart

Brave flowers will bloom

Can be used in tired time

Close your eyes and smell a fragrance..."

No accompaniment, just a cappella voice.

It's a bit soft, but the song is very resolute.

"first dreams"!

Along with the singing, the sounds at the scene gradually became quieter and quieter, and they looked towards the direction of the stage.

On the stage, Wen Xiaowen stood in the center of the stage, holding a microphone and singing to herself.

When the last trace of noise disappeared, everyone looked up to the stage. Wen Xiaowen also looked under the stage, as if to say.

Finally, have you calmed down?

At this moment, this young lady, who is somewhat short and has a particularly soft appearance and voice, seems to have infinite power.

Perhaps, this is not only the power of Wen Xiaowen, but also the power of music.

Backstage on the stage, the sound engineer was a little stunned.

Wen Xiaowen has become so popular, what should I do now? What should I do with the pre-recorded accompaniment?

All plans were disrupted.

The normal approach now is to find a suitable time node, adjust the position and rhythm, and slowly increase the accompaniment until it is perfectly synchronized.

Just when the sound engineer was about to do this, he heard the sound of the guitar.

Fu Wenyao came onto the stage from one side of the stage, holding his guitar.

He played while walking and stood behind Wen Xiaowen.

Others, both white and black, also followed up, raised their drumsticks, picked up their basses, and played the keyboard...

Wen Xiaowen turned around and waved to Wen Yao and others. She tilted her head with a big smile on her face.

"Ooooooooooooooo!" Off the stage, the audience cheered again.

This time, it's not for the prizes in tomorrow's competition.

But for Wen Xiaowen's singing voice and Fu Wenyao's selfless cooperation.

At this time, stepping on stage to save the situation is actually a very courageous thing to do.

"It's like having a good night's sleep until dawn

I can walk and hum songs again

With a brisk pace..."

Fu Wenyao lowered his head and played the piano seriously.

Playing a song that has not been rehearsed actually poses a great challenge to them and challenges their improvisational ability.

Fortunately, pop music has time signatures and drum beats, a fixed speed to adjust the rhythm, and just match it with appropriate chords.

Moreover, the song "First Dream" is a music that everyone is familiar with, and Fu Wenyao can also predict and add tricks.

Moreover, we have been competing and cooperating for so long, so we are already very familiar with each other.

After adjusting the rhythm, Fu Wenyao turned to the stage and winked at the others.

306/1, who had just stepped down, was stunned for a moment, we also want to go on stage.

Fu Wenyao tilted his head: Come up quickly!

You don’t understand, you can’t stop trying to please Sister Xiaowen!

This is the mastermind behind the school song competition!

More instruments added.

More people stood on the stage.

Wen Xiaowen walked beside these rivals and old friends who came to the stage to help in the school song competition, holding a microphone in her hand and singing:

“The weight of loneliness is always palpable when you’re depressed

I long for understanding people to give me some warmth and lend me a shoulder

happy along the way
To be continued...