At this time, behind the stage of Zhicai playground, Mu Pingping three people have already been like ants on a hot pot, anxious to fly up!
"This guy won't stand us up again at the critical moment, will he?"
"It's seven o'clock. We'll be here soon."
In front of the stage, with the end of each program, they are getting closer and closer to the stage of their chorus project.
However, night Hong did not even see a shadow, not from a few people not a flustered.
"The next performance is Ouyang Shuang from class 20, grade one of senior high school. What he brings us is a solo...
the three of them are pale, because according to the schedule of the program, Ouyang Shuang is next to them!
At the bottom of the stage, a middle-aged bald man with a long beard and Ouyang Shuang, who just came on stage, looked at each other without saying anything.
He is Ouyang Shuang's uncle, Ouyang Zhen, and one of Zhicai's five senior school directors.
Ouyang Zhen to the jury several people smile: "a few of you laugh, this is my nephew Ouyang Shuang."
In addition to Fu huaiyong, the other several people suddenly tacitly "Oh".
The sound of music, Ouyang Shuang opened his voice and surprised everyone.
In particular, the judges did not expect Ouyang Shuang to sing so well, smiling and scoring high marks in the scoring column.
Ouyang Zhen glanced at the scores of several judges and immediately showed a satisfied smile.
After a burst of applause, Ouyang Shuang bowed slightly and went back backstage.
He had just left backstage, but he turned straight into a shadow in the corner.
There is already a small figure waiting to see the dress is also a student.
"A thousand dollars, I'll call your bank card.
Remember! Don't let anyone know about the fake singing for me today, or I'll break your leg! "
Hearing the threat of Ouyang Shuang, the thin figure naturally nodded.
After leaving the corner, Ouyang Shuang is to see the face in the background anxiously three people group.
He was stunned for a moment, and then came to the three people with a joking face: "yo! Why didn't that guy come? Did I scare you into deserting?
Oh, it's a pity. I wanted him to see my power, but he didn't give me a chance. "
In the face of Ouyang Shuang's sarcasm, they have no time to refute.
Because the voice of the front desk host has already sounded: "next, please give us a warm applause to welcome Zhang Tiesong of class 2, Sun Ying of class 7, Mu Pingping of class 10 and Ye Hong of class 18 to bring us the song" you at the same table! "
The applause is rare, because the party has been in the second half, the enthusiasm and passion of the audience has been largely dissipated.
Many people on the stage have already started to play with their mobile phones, eat snacks and make a lot of noise...
obviously, the performance of high school students at this level is the most common singing track, which can not make the audience have much expectation.
But in places that people didn't notice, Fu huaiyong's eyes were suddenly lit up.
Backstage, the host is still urging three people: "don't worry about your late member, you three live together!"
Mu Pingping bit her teeth: "iron pine, night Hong that part of your top!"
"But I don't know his piano..." Zhang Tiesong's face was anxious and distressed.
"Let that go!" Mu Pingping stamped her feet in anger and took several people to the front of the stage.
At this time night Hong, just from the school gate taxi down.
As soon as he got out of the car, he kept on going to the brightly lit playground.
"I hope you can...
in time