Chapter 987 Cup Song
But Qiao Nan dared to speak out the truth in front of so many people, and even criticized Xu Shengnan in every way and complained about his grievances. Everyone felt amused when watching.
"This damn Qiao Nan, wait and see how I'm going to deal with her!" Xu Shengnan, who was behind the scenes, was both angry and amused, and rolled up her sleeves fiercely: "She treated me like this, and everyone in the school thinks I'm a tigress, a scoundrel?!"
Damn, this junior is ruining her reputation!
The president covered his mouth and laughed.
Tigress, Zhou Baopi?
Hasn't everyone been looking at Student Xu this way for a long time?
"Don't laugh, you all know how fierce Vice President Xu is. I don'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 tone in her voice made it hard for people to come up.
"Hey, as an ordinary member, I have to obey the vice president's orders. Who can make me unable to defeat her in terms of strength? So, please help me and support me, all the classmates, seniors and juniors present. 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 program and activities, and save my life under the claws of Vice President Xu. Thank you for your cooperation."
After Qiao Nan finished speaking, the people in the audience cheered for him, and many people even clapped their hands for him.
"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 forced out 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 in this program."
Qiao Nan secretly took a deep breath. She was not prepared. She was really not prepared.
Vice President Xu insisted that she sing a song, so Qiao Nan tried to make up her mind and managed to get through the show. Singing was the easiest way to get through.
As for whether there was an accompaniment tape or a musician who could accompany her, Qiao Nan said that she could handle all of this on her own.
After some self-adjustment, someone brought up a large painted board, and on the board, placed a slightly hard plastic cup.
Once these things were put down, the students who were holding the props went down, leaving the people below in a state of confusion.
With such simple preparations, they really couldn't guess what kind of show Qiao Nan was going to perform.
Could it be magic?
When no one could guess what Qiao Nan was going to perform, she folded her legs, squatted, and sat cross-legged on the stage, causing the people below to exclaim in surprise.
What is the New English Club and Qiao Nan trying to do?
"..." Lu Yan sneered: "Playing tricks? No matter how big the show is, if you don't have any real skills, you will be laughed at." Qiao Nan thought that he could control the atmosphere of the entire program just by making a few funny remarks at the beginning. How could he really have such an 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 will never 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 be trying to catch any slight mistake in Qiao Nan's performance and record it. Lu Yan crossed his arms over his chest and smiled triumphantly again.
This is probably what is called extreme joy leads to sorrow.
She wanted to see if Qiao Nan would dare to be as complacent as before and not take her seriously.
Qiao Nan had no idea of Lu Yan's thoughts. After taking a look at the tools, he 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 his mouth while he was sitting on the ground.
All preparations were ready, and Qiao Nan's hands, which looked transparent white under the light, suddenly fluttered. With one hand, she flipped up the plastic cup, then firmly pressed the cup onto the wooden board, while with the other hand she gently hit the board.
The two hands were doing their own thing. It was clearly a very simple tool and an extremely simple action. With the crisp clapping sounds and applause, the people below were surprised to find that a light and dynamic rhythm was quietly produced.
It is precisely because Qiao Nan's song only uses the simplest instruments and has no 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 rhythm that Qiao Nan taps out seems so pure and moving, making those who hear it can't help but relax with this simple and light melody and hum along.
The originally noisy scene became quiet due to Qiao Nan's surprising move, with only the sound of very low humming being heard.
The quieter the people in the audience were, the clearer the rhythm of Qiao Nan's performance penetrated into everyone's ears.
“i got my ticket for the long ay round
to bottles of hiskey for the ay
…
oh, you're gonna miss me hen i'm gone"
Qiao Nan had never learned to sing or even to play any instrument. She just had a simple love for music and English. With this simple spirit in her bones, she sang her favorite song ever, "The Cup Song".
Qiao Nan's singing voice is as clean and simple as the instrument she is playing at this moment.
The more this kind of plain and peaceful performance is, the more people feel that this song is different. Take off all the gorgeous decorations and return to the original original.
Such a simple and natural performance, which seems rough and like a game, can inspire people with a keen eye to laugh.
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 this rare and pure sound and music.
Until Qiao Nan finished singing the last line, he turned the cup upside down with his hands, hit the wooden board with his hands, and ended the performance of the whole song with a strong swing.
After singing, Qiao Nan secretly turned his head away, turned his back to the microphone and breathed a sigh of relief.
Damn, this kind of experience should never happen again.
In her two fucking lives, this was the first time she stood under the spotlight, dominating the entire stage, with all the people below staring at her.
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