Chapter 988 Cup Song

But Qiao Nan dared to tell this matter directly in front of so many people, and even criticized Xu Shengnan in every possible way, telling her grievances, everyone felt very happy watching it.

"Damn Qiao Nan, let's see how I deal with her later!" Xu Shengnan laughed angrily behind the scenes, and rolled up his sleeves fiercely: "When she said that, wouldn't everyone in the school treat her like a fool?" I’m a tigress, Zhou’s skinned?!”

What the hell, this elementary school girl is ruining her reputation!

The president covered his mouth and let out a muffled laugh.

Tigress, Zhou Papi?

Didn't everyone think of classmate Xu like this for a long time?

"Don't laugh, you don't know how fierce Vice President Xu is. I don't want to come up, but my voice is not as loud as hers, and my strength is not as strong as hers. I, I, I can't scold her, I can't beat her... "Qiao Nan's voice choked slightly, and the pitiful energy in his tone was really hard to describe.

"Hey, as an ordinary small commune member, the vice-president has orders, so I have to listen to them. Who makes me lose to her in force. So, please help all the classmates, seniors, and seniors present here, and applaud her." If you think my performance is not good, laugh, laugh, don't 'shh' me. If you think my performance is good, give me encouragement, at least let me stop the show and activities Messed up, under the claws of Vice President Xu, save my own life. Thank you for your cooperation."

After Qiao Nan finished speaking, a group of people below cheered Qiao Nan, and many people directly "slapped" and clapped Qiao Nan's hands.

"Thank you, thank you." Seeing this reaction, Qiao Nan, who seemed calm on the outside but a little nervous on the inside, finally settled down: "At this time, I was raped by Vice President Xu. What are those things?" I don’t have any preparations for high school. I definitely don’t have any tools like equipment. Since I don’t have anything, let’s focus on the two major themes of environmental protection and saving for this show.”

Qiao Nan took a deep breath secretly, she said she was not prepared, it was really unprepared.

Vice President Xu insisted on asking her to sing a song, and Qiao Nan crammed into the show to get past the time of the show. In fact, singing was the easiest thing to get past.

As for whether there is an accompaniment tape or no musicians who can accompany her, Qiao Nan said, well, she is all self-reliant.

After some self-adjustment, someone brought up a large board with painted surface, and there was a slightly hard plastic water cup on the board.

Once these things were settled, the students who took the props went down, and the people below were confused.

With such a simple preparation, they really couldn't guess what the show Qiao Nan was about to perform was.

Could it be magic?

When everyone couldn't guess what Qiao Nan was going to perform,

Qiao Nan folded her legs, squatted her buttocks, and sat cross-legged on the stage carelessly, and the people below could see a burst of exclamation.

New English Club and Qiao Nan, what kind of tricks are they playing?

"..." Lu Yan sneered endlessly: "Pretending to be a ghost? No matter how big the posture is, if there is no real stuff, you have to be laughed at." I thought I just wanted to control the atmosphere of the whole show with a few opening sentences, where is Qiao Nan? Come to such a naive idea.

As long as the quality of the program is not up to standard, no matter how good Qiao Nan is, no matter how high his status in the New English Club is, the people watching will never give Qiao Nan any face, and no one will be polite to the criticism that should be given.

Lu Yan saw a classmate from the school's news agency holding a pen in his hand, staring at Qiao Nan on the stage with narrowed eyes, those sharp eyes seemed to catch any subtleties of Qiao Nan's performance during the performance. Lu Yan put his arms around his chest and smiled triumphantly as if recording them.

This should be the so-called extreme joy begets sorrow.

She wanted to see if Qiao Nan would dare to be as complacent as before and not take herself seriously in the future.

Qiao Nan, who didn't know Lu Yan's thoughts at all, took a look at the tools, and placed one of the microphones on the wooden board, facing the plastic cup that was upside down on the wooden board.

As for the other microphone on the stand, Qiao Nan adjusted the distance so that the microphone could just sit on the ground next to his mouth.

When everything was ready, Qiao Nan's hand, which was so white and transparent under the light, flew up. As she flipped up the plastic cup with one hand, and then firmly buckled the cup on the wooden board, at the same time, she tapped the wooden board lightly with the other hand.

The two hands each do their own thing, which is obviously an extremely simple tool, and it is also an extremely simple movement. With the crisp clicks and applause, the people below were shocked to find that a light and moving rhythm track was quietly produced.

It is precisely because Qiao Nan only has the simplest tools for this song, without any accompaniment, and even the tools are so simple that people want to shed tears for her. It looks so pure and moving that the listener can't help but relax with this simple and brisk melody, and hum along with it.

The scene, which was still somewhat noisy, became quiet and quiet because of Qiao Nan's astonishing hand, except for the very low, very low humming sound.

The quieter the people below were, the more clearly the rhythm Qiao Nan performed could penetrate into everyone's ears.

"I got my ticket for the longway round

Two bottles of whiskey for the way

...

Oh, you're gonna miss me when I'm mgone"

Qiao Nan has never learned to sing or even play. All she has is her pure love for music and English. With this simple energy, she sang her favorite song "Cup Song" .

Qiao Nan's singing voice was as clean and simple as the instrument she was using at this moment.

But the more simple and peaceful the performance is, the more people feel the difference of this song. Get rid of all the gorgeous decorations and return to the original.

Such back-to-basics performances, which seem rough and playful, are more arousing to those who care about them.

As for the others, all those who could calm down and listen to this song closed their eyes, swayed their bodies gently following Qiao Nan's rhythm, and listened carefully to this rare and clean sound and music.

Until Qiao Nan finished the last line of libretto, then flipped the cup upside down with his hand, hit the wooden board with his hand, and ended the performance of the whole song neatly.

After singing, Qiao Nan secretly turned his face away and breathed a sigh of relief with the microphone behind his back.

Ma Dan, this kind of experience must never happen again.

After living two lifetimes, it was the first time for her to stand under the spotlight, dominating the entire stage by herself, and all the crows below were only staring at herself.