In the audience, Professor Chen, Lao Hong and five or six other elderly people have also arrived.

Seeing Gu Xiaobai teaching live on the stage, Professor Chen nodded repeatedly: "Well, this kid has my demeanor on the podium."

Lao Hong curled his lips disdainfully: "How can a blind man like you see Xiaobai's demeanor?"

Professor Chen was just about to refute when he suddenly discovered another problem.

"Wait a minute, why is it that the shortcomings that Xiaobai mentioned are the same as what you told me at the beginning?" Professor Chen felt that his heart was so cold. My Xiaobai has changed his mind and will collude with others to bully me, an old man.

Grandpa...

"What did you say?" Lao Hong became deaf at this time, "I can't hear you at all."

On the stage, Gu Xiaobai had spent about twenty minutes changing everyone's shortcomings. If he had a small whip in his hand, he would probably have whipped it out by now.

"Okay, let's try it together." Gu Xiaobai waved his hand and started the prelude.

An Ge, who was listening in front, his eyes lit up.

Compared with the scene of the car accident just now, it's not much better now.

It sounds like even if it's a disaster, it's at least a crash scene that can be used to make a disaster movie.

Gu Xiaobai still shook his head dissatisfied.

The evaluation given by the system is 23%.

Even if his vocals are included, I'm afraid it won't reach 50%.

But there's nothing I can do about it, this band is only as good as it is.

If you fail to complete 50%, you will be detained in court?

It is impossible to be detained in jail, and it is impossible to be detained in jail in this life.

Gu Xiaobai frowned and turned around, seeing the audience behind him.

I don't know when, but the canteen was almost full.

There are boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys.

In other words, singles, singles, singles, singles, singles, singles, singles, singles, singles...

The dense crowd stretched from the door to the front of the stage, and there were even people standing on some tables.

The school's security guards are on standby, and several police officers are standing nearby.

However, after all, most of the people present were young people, and they were young people in college. They had a strong sense of order. Although there were many people, there was no trouble.

"Can you please help me later?" Gu Xiaobai looked down.

"Okay!" The first voices that came were the girls' voices, sharp and neat, coming from the front of the cafeteria.

If you can help Xiaobai, no matter what it is, please agree first!

Then came the deep men's voices: "Okay!"

It's a bit messy, but the volume is more than ten times louder.

Even the voices of men could not cover up the thunderous voice of Mr. Hong: "Okay!"

"What's your name?" Professor Chen covered his ears, feeling that he was going deaf.

"Aren't you going to shout?" Lao Hong was confused.

Don't bully the elderly who are hard of hearing, okay?

"Can you please help me sing the harmony later?"

"Okay!" There was another thunderous voice.

Professor Chen's eyes lit up.

Is Xiaobai planning to combine the two performances?

Without Ming Ge’s guitar solo that blew up the audience, he really had to think of other ways.

"Then let's arrange it first..." Gu Xiaobai said, "Let's sing the first part first, with a lower voice. This part depends on the senior brothers..."

The singles clenched their fists: "Okay!"

Brother An was in the audience, his eyes bright, trying his best to take pictures of Gu Xiaobai.

He always felt that every scene in it was enough to be included in a promotional video.

As I was patting, someone suddenly touched my shoulder.

"Don't block me..."

"It's you who blocked me." A deep male voice sounded like a bison's moo.

Brother An raised his head and looked at the two-meter-tall teacher Tony: "I'll squat down in front and take the picture, and you take the picture from behind."

"good."

Outside the cafeteria, a taxi stopped in a hurry. Mingge rushed out of the taxi with his guitar in hand.

Finally, he came.

In fact, it was Fu Wenyao's father and brothers who he did not want to offend or even leave the slightest bad impression on.

He made several calls and finally found another friend to help and came over by himself.

Carrying his guitar and running to the entrance of a cafeteria, he was stopped by a policeman and three security guards.

"I'm sorry, it's full inside. We can't go in." As he said that, the policeman looked at Brother Ming warily. This ugly face showed that he was not a good person!

"Comrade police, I'm here to save the situation." Brother Ming said quickly, but the policeman still looked suspicious.

Brother Ming had no choice but to open his piano case and let the police check it. Only then did the police believe him.

"Go in...but you're late."

"ah?"

It has already started inside.

When Brother Ming walked into the door, he heard a deep and deep voice, echoing throughout the entire cafeteria.

"The plains of Dongshan are filled with artillery fire..."

"The nation is in danger and the country is in trouble, the parents are in poverty and the brothers are hungry and cold..."

"The responsibility is on my shoulders, on my shoulders..."

The deep and deep male voice comes from the chest of every bachelor, every old professor, every cafeteria master, every security guard and policeman. This is the best sound in the world, and this is the most shocking sound in the world.

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After the male voice's "On My Shoulder", a female voice joined in.

It’s still the alto-bass voice: “Ah~~~Ah~~~”

At the same time, the guitar sounds.

The musicians on the stage leaned on the microphone stand in front of them and sang two words in a low voice: "Dongyuan... Dongyuan... Dongyuan..."

Together with the drummer and bass, they created a particularly deep bass sound that made the ceiling of the cafeteria seem to be shaking.

At this moment, the melody guitar enters, the pitch is not high, and a layer of midrange is laid on top of the bass.

The next second, Gu Xiaobai stepped forward and grabbed the wheat stand with his right hand.

"Of the high mountains..." Gu Xiaobai spoke in the original tune.

The overly deep and rich bass has created a huge empty space, and Gu Xiaobai's voice at this time is actually a bit disappointing.

This expectation created an inexplicable feeling of anxiety and oppression. Gu Xiaobai leaned in front of the wheat stand and seemed to feel that his hat was in the way. He straightened the brim of his hat.

Brother Ming noticed that everyone seemed to be gathering strength and waiting for something.

The next second, Gu Xiaobai seemed to feel that his hat could no longer be saved. He suddenly turned the brim of his hat back and raised his head.

"East↗↗!"

Two octaves, it went straight up.

Two octaves!

This almost contradictory super high-pitched burst is particularly in line with the uncontrollable expectations.

It was like a silver vase filled with water that was thrown into the air and then suddenly shattered.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The drumbeats became denser instantly and the sound became louder.

"Ah! Ahhhhhhh--"

The girls in the front row screamed heart-breakingly.

"Pop!" With a sound, Brother Ming felt that his heart had exploded.

He has listened to countless live performances and provided live accompaniment to countless people, including every domestic rock band. He has never heard such high pitch, such loudness, and such penetrating treble.

Moreover, Gu Xiaobai's way of vocalizing is obviously not a rock voice, but this ultra-high, almost explosive treble is simply more penetrating and explosive than those extreme voices in Northern and Western Europe.
Chapter completed!