Chapter 988 Cup Song
But Qiao Nan dared to speak out in front of so many people, and criticized Xu Shengnan in every way, telling her own grievances, and everyone felt amused when they saw it.
"This damn Qiao Nan, wait and see how I'll deal with her later!" Xu Shengnan, who was behind the scenes, was angry and laughed, and rolled up her sleeves fiercely: "After she said that, wouldn't everyone in the school think I'm a tigress?!"
Damn, this little school girl is ruining her reputation!
The president covered his mouth and laughed.
Tigress, scoundrel?
Hasn't everyone been looking at classmate Xu like this for a long time?
"Don't laugh, you all know how fierce Vice President Xu is. I didn't want to come up, but my voice isn't as loud as hers, and I'm not as strong as hers. I, I can't scold her or beat her..." Qiao Nan's voice choked slightly, and the pitiful intensity in her tone was hard to describe.
"Hey, as an ordinary member, I have to obey the vice president's orders. Who made me unable to defeat her in terms of fighting power? Therefore, please help me and support me, classmates and seniors. If you think my performance is not good, laugh, laugh out loud, and don't boo me. If you think my performance is good, please encourage me as much as possible, so that I don't mess up the show and the event, and save my life under the claws of Vice President Xu. Thank you for your cooperation."
After Qiao Nan finished speaking, the people below cheered for Qiao Nan, and many people directly "clapped" and applauded Qiao Nan.
"Thank you, thank you." Seeing this reaction, Qiao Nan, who seemed calm on the outside but a little nervous on the inside, finally calmed down: "At this time, I was used by Vice President Xu. I don't have those fancy preparations. I definitely don't have any equipment or tools. Since I have nothing, let's focus on the two major themes of environmental protection and saving for this program."
Qiao Nan secretly took a deep breath. She said she was not prepared, and she really was not prepared.
Vice President Xu insisted that she sing a song, and Qiao Nan tried to get by at the last minute and passed the program time. Singing was really the easiest way to get by.
As for the lack of accompaniment tapes and musicians who could accompany her, Qiao Nan said okay, she would do all of this on her own.
After adjusting herself, someone brought up a large painted board, and on the board, a slightly hard plastic cup was placed.
After these things were placed, the students who took the props went down, leaving the people below confused.
With such simple preparations, they really couldn't guess what the show Qiao Nan was going to perform was.
Could it be magic?
When no one could guess what Qiao Nan was going to perform, Qiao Nan folded her legs, squatted, and sat cross-legged on the stage, causing the people below to exclaim in amazement.
What kind of tricks are the New English Club and Qiao Nan playing?
"..." Lu Yan sneered: "Playing tricks? No matter how big the show is, if you don't have any real substance, you will still be laughed at." Qiao Nan thought that she could control the atmosphere of the entire program just by making a few funny remarks at the beginning. How could she have such a naive idea?
As long as the quality of the program is not up to standard, no matter how good-looking Qiao Nan is or how high her status is in the New English Club, the people watching below will definitely not give Qiao Nan face, and no one will be polite when criticizing her.
Lu Yan saw a classmate from the school news agency, holding a pen in his hand, staring at Qiao Nan on the stage with narrowed eyes. His sharp eyes seemed to catch any small mistakes made by Qiao Nan during the performance and record them. Lu Yan crossed her arms over her chest and smiled triumphantly again.
This must be the so-called extreme happiness leads to sorrow.
She wanted to see if Qiao Nan would dare to be so proud and ignore her in the future.
Qiao Nan, who had no idea of Lu Yan's thoughts, took a look at the tools and placed one of the microphones on the wooden board, facing the plastic cup that was turned upside down on the board.
As for the other microphone stand, Qiao Nan adjusted the distance so that the microphone could be just next to her mouth while she sat on the ground.
All preparations were ready, and Qiao Nan's hands, which looked transparent white under the light, fluttered and flew. With one hand, she flipped up the plastic cup, and then clasped the cup on the wooden board, while the other hand gently hit the wooden board.
Both hands were doing their own things. It was obviously a very simple tool and a very simple action. With the crisp clapping sound and applause, the people below were surprised to find that a light and moving rhythmic music was quietly produced.
Because Qiao Nan's song only uses the simplest instruments, without any accompaniment, even the instruments are so simple that it makes people want to shed tears for her. Unexpectedly, the more this is the case, the rhythmic music that Qiao Nan taps out is so pure and moving, making the listeners can't help but relax with this simple and light melody and hum along.
The originally noisy scene became quiet and silent because of Qiao Nan's amazing performance, with only the very low sound of humming along.
The quieter the people below are, the clearer the rhythm performed by Qiao Nan will penetrate into everyone's ears.
" I got my ticket for the long way around Two bottles of whiskey for the way ... Oh, you're going to miss me when I'm one" Qiao Nan has never learned to sing or even to play music. She just loves music and English. With this innocence, she sings her favorite song "Cup Song".
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's singing voice is as clean and simple as the instrument she is using at this moment. However, the more simple and peaceful the performance is, the more people feel that this song is different. Take off all the gorgeous decorations and return to the original. Such a return to nature, seemingly rough and playful performance, can arouse the sense of excitement of those who are interested. As for the others, anyone who could calm down and listen to the song closed their eyes, swayed their bodies to Qiao Nan's rhythm, and listened carefully to the rare clean sound and music. Until Qiao Nan finished the last line of the lyrics, and then turned the cup upside down with her hands, hit the wooden board with her hands, and ended the performance of the whole song with a strong and neat swing. After singing, Qiao Nan secretly turned her head away, turned her back to the microphone and breathed a sigh of relief. Damn, this experience must never happen again. In her two lifetimes, this was the first time she stood under the spotlight, dominating the entire stage alone, and the crowd of crows below were only staring at her.
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