Chapter 83: Divine birth

At this time, Xia Ziqi felt that her brain had to explode. She was so excited that she followed the lyrics to the end. At the end, she was even stunned and didn’t know what to say.
Han Jie also sang at this time. She was almost the same as Xia Ziqi, and she was shocked by the song of Super Bull B.
This...how can this be a song created by a 16-year-old boy who spent a little while, which is the classic of the great god-level composer who is so painstaking!
God! What happened, why didn't anyone tell us?
Xia Ziqi and Han Jie didn't talk so much when they held the scores, and they made the 12 classes all eyes wide open. I don't know what the situation is! Most of my heart is strange. Is it that Zhang Yu’s songs are too bad, and it’s so bad that the teachers are scared, and life can’t take care of themselves?
Zhang Yu saw it and smiled. "Two teachers! You are talking about it! How am I writing?"
Xia Ziqi and Han Jie were stunned, and excitedly shouted in unison: "Great!"
Xia Ziqi said with a trembling voice: "Zhang Yu is a genius! This song is not enough to describe your talent with the word 'genius'."
Zhang Yu laughed: "Mr. Xia, then what do you mean by this song I wrote, are you eligible to attend the Friday party?"
"Of course qualify!"
Xia Ziqi look of excitement and said: "Who are you to say I'm not qualified to go to beat her!."
The people around the 12th class looked at each other, and at the same time, they erected the to Xia Ziqi... Hey! It’s just that you just said that Zhang Yu’s chorus is a whimsical dream, a daydream, and he’s forgotten. You are too unproductive!
Tan Xiaonan bit his lip and said: "Mr. Xia! Can you trouble me to sing us? We want to hear too!" I want to know that Tan Xiaonan also wants to know how Zhang Yu is going to write. How can he say that he is also engaged? Art, of course, at this moment, a little scratching and sitting on the ground.
"Yes! Teacher Xia, sing for us, we all want to hear."
The people in the 12th class were almost at the same time tickle, like a cat scratching.
Xia Ziqi nodded and looked at Han Jie. The two men got together and sang together with the score.
Xia Ziqi and Han Jie said that they are also singers from professional colleges. The nature of singing is very good. Although the two are just simple duets, there is no multi-voice in the middle, just sing. But in this way, the singing is very good. Adding Zhang Yu’s wonderful songs, I finally stunned everyone in the 12th class.
Until two people sang the song again! The sound stopped short. There is a quiet place around, and it can be said that the needle is audible.
Just kidding!
This... This song was written by Zhang Yu?
So full of strength and momentum, and even can be said to be a divine song on the tall, actually created by his classmates! And this classmate is also going to give this song to them for the first time. We must know that in this era of Internet, this divine song is only afraid of being launched, and it will be able to keep a name for itself. Even this thing is enough to show off for a lifetime.
As the Xia and Han singers ended, the 12th class seemed to have fried the pot.
"No! The squad leader. You are too vocal in this song! You are sure that it is original and not plagiarized!"
"Just kidding! Can the squad leader plagiarize? Have you heard this song? Can you plagiarize me?"
"Yeah! Don't talk indiscriminately! Now the squad leader is my idol. Anyone who licks my idol is my enemy."
"Squad leader! Please hug your thigh! Ask for a mission!"
The twelve classes became a mess at this time. Almost everyone was surprised and shocked by the look of one face. They didn’t know what to say.
Tan Xiaonan was also stunned at this time. The feelings of others may not be as strong as her. After all, her music is profound, so this incident is also very shocking to her. Because this song is awesome, how can such a good song be written by my classmates. Moreover, this classmate is still a nuisance to show off things with money and nothing to do. How could he write a song and write such a great song to be true and false?
Although Su Qianqian is not engaged in music, she is also very shocked by Zhang Yu’s song. After all, she has been engaged in dance studies for many years, and she is still very sensitive to the quality of music. This classic is no doubt.
The chaotic 12 classes, surrounded by Zhang Yuxuan’s questions, made Zhang Yu feel that his head would explode.
Zhang Yu quickly waved his hand and pressed it. He said loudly: "Quiet! Quiet! Listen to me and be quiet."
The crowd of twelve people who were excited and heard that Zhang Yu said that they were quiet.
Zhang Yudao: "This song, written, is for everyone to sing. So I hope that everyone can come up with all their efforts and strive to create a boutique show. At this party, our 12 classes will be famous in the sea and enjoy a national reputation. .how about it!"
"Hey!" A loud whistle sounded.
With the applause and shouts of the 12 classes, the atmosphere in the hall was pushed to the apex. EbookFREE.me~ Everyone in the 12th class was full of confidence and ready to play a beautiful Turned over.
Zhang Yu smiled for a while and said: "There is one more thing! This song, there is no name. Since my song is written for the 12th class song. I hope that everyone will brainstorm! It is discouraged. Name." In fact, Zhang Yu still wants to call the Chinese People's Liberation Army march, but unfortunately it is impossible.
The People’s Liberation Army here has its own eponymous march. What do you mean by crossing a bar? No way, I can only retreat to the next level. I hope that everyone can have a good name and be worthy of the works of the masters.
When everyone in the 12th class asked them to give their names, they were all excited and immediately began to talk...
The fat man Wu Jie first loudly said: "I will call the 12th class forward! How?"
Zhao Zhijun said: "Not so good! Too soil. Such an atmospheric song, fat man, but you give such a stingy name. It is simply lowering the style of this song. No! I am the first objection This name!"
Wu Jie heard this white-eyed eyes and said nothing, because it was a bit too small to be careful.
Zhou Yingdao: "Would you like to call the rising sun?"
"Oh, this name is not bad!"
"Okay!"
"I think it's normal!"
People around the world have expressed their feelings, and they feel very general and their opinions are not uniform.
Su Qianqian said: "Towards the rising sun! Too much to talk. It is not easy to read!"
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