After rebirth, I still experienced a mess

178 Isn't it just kneeling?

Apart from the sobbing and most people being stunned, no one applauded or cheered.

Xiao Wei was unmoved and began to sing the modified version of Love Crime.

This song is even more mournful and tearful.

There is no winner or loser between you and me, only the cry at the Naihe Bridge, who is right and who is wrong, who is wrong and who is right, and who committed the crime for whom. There is no reincarnation in this life, so who should I mourn for with all my pride.

After singing twice, he stood up and left the stage regardless of the dead silence in the audience.

It was not until the actors from the Propaganda Department came on stage that the students in the audience reacted.

Just as Xiao Wei expected, as soon as the actors from the Propaganda Department started performing, there was a loud cheer from the audience, and they started spitting, throwing paper arrows prepared for Xiao Wei, and forcibly drove the actors off the stage.

Director Feng crossed his arms and gave Xiao Wei a bitter smile: "You have to come."

Wen Yan volunteered: "Let Xiao Wei take a break, I'll do it."

Needless to say, Wen Yan has mastered the art of transforming into a butterfly to perfection, and she and Yongzhong work together seamlessly.

Classics are classics. No matter how much resentment you have, you dare not fart against them.

The male and female chorus, which was almost a premiere, received prolonged applause.

There was no need to perform the program prepared by the Propaganda Department, so Xiao Wei had to continue changing the lyrics while half awake and half drunk.

Life is half broken, half exhausted, and half wasted. Just living is tiring. You can't sleep at night for three meals a day, and gradually forget how beautiful the original dream was. Life is half humble, half heartbroken, and half pathetic. You suffer for him, but he doesn't care. You blame the environment for being hypocritical, and the environment blames you for being pure. How many dreams have gone down the drain.

Without a doubt, this soft singing stunned all the students instantly. They had never heard such a bold statement before. This was not just an ordinary reactionary argument. Criticism and imprisonment were no big deal.

Many students began to wipe their tears again.

Maybe I didn't understand it before, but I had a lot of doubts. This time I was completely sure that Xiao Wei was desperate to fight against something, which was something that the classmates didn't even dare to think about.

As elites in this environment, almost all students knew the direct cause of the crisis, but they dared not speak out, let alone resist, so they had to take it out on Xiao Wei.

In addition to surprise, the students were more impressed.

Xiao Wei didn't care at all and continued singing the modified version, half crazy and half forgetting it.

Many people's ideals cannot bloom, and only those who have dreams will be confused. Blame it on the shallow language, unable to express the long future, and time is too short to reach old age. Half of this life is crazy, and half is forgotten. It's not that I am young and unpretentious, but the environment is too absurd. Blame it on the hardship, which is still the same as before, and the audience stands, so solemn. If I want to express my feelings to my alumni again, I can only talk about the old times.

If the previous song was still considered to be restrained, this one is a direct insult.

Like Mao Tongxian, he thought Xiaowei’s resentment had reached its limit, but he didn’t expect that it was just the beginning.

If the previous one is enough to warrant detention and sentencing, this one can be killed without mercy.

To repeat, everyone has become a wooden sculpture or a clay sculpture.

The students then understood that Xiao Wei was not who they knew him to be, not so cold and heartless, not so indifferent to worldly affairs, not knowing right from wrong, living day by day, only knowing how to sing praises, and not knowing the sufferings of the people.

Seeing everyone in the backstage changing their expressions one by one, Xiao Wei snorted coldly and sat aside to rest his eyes.

Director Feng slowly moved to the front and whispered, "Good girl, you said it very well, very well."

Xiao Wei didn't even raise his eyelids. No wonder this guy lost the promotion opportunity to others. He is such a corrupt scholar.

Can honesty prevail in this world?

Biyu's singing skills are unmatched on campus. After the flower fairy finished singing, she also won long-lasting applause.

After the applause, almost everyone started calling Xiao Wei's name.

Xiao Wei had no choice but to go on stage and sing My Trip to the World, which brought many tears.

Then the song "The Dojo of Life" is sung: The battlefield of life is filled with love and hate. We rush back and forth for food. We miss the original appearance to some extent, but there are too many absurdities in the world. The battlefield of life is full of fighting and killing. We think about our meals over and over again. We pursue a good time, but we are beaten to pieces. In this battlefield of life, we see all the sadness in the world, and pretend to be decent. In this battlefield of life, who doesn't want to be glorious? But some people can only eat chaff in the haystack.

This was a crime worthy of being crushed to dust and scattered to ashes, but no one spoke out and the synagogue remained deathly silent.

The hall remained completely silent until Guixiu finished singing "People in the Mountains" while playing the guzheng.

After a while, although no one could hear any voices, there seemed to be some movement in the hall. Director Feng walked over to take a look, then came back, wiping away tears, and said to Xiao Wei, who was resting with her eyes closed, in a sobbing voice, "Go out and take a look."

Xiao Wei came on stage with his erhu and couldn't help but curse inwardly: It's just kneeling, everyone can do that.

Time flies by, and the years never come back. I have tasted all the pain and sorrow in the world, and tears flow before I can speak. Time flows like water, and when will it stop? I can only keep the sadness in my heart, and how many people have a confidant? I sing a song about life, half of which is helpless and half is worried. Most of the time, things are not satisfactory. After singing, there is still a way to go.

This song has been sung many times before, and the lyrics have been changed several times. This time we return to the original version.

After singing on his knees, Xiao Wei sighed, waved his hand, and smashed the erhu on the stage.

He stood up shakily, and Guixiu and Luzhu rushed to support him with tears in their eyes. They walked to the backstage together, and Guixiu only said one sentence: "Let's go."

Mao Tongxian and others immediately packed up their things, busy but not chaotic.

No one spoke, and more than 20 people gathered together and left in a compact and orderly manner.

Even when you walk a hundred meters away, you can still hear wailing in the synagogue.

Most of the people in the farm watched the show and automatically chose to keep silent after returning. Some people were ignorant and just started to speak up, and they were stopped by everyone.

The director even said that anyone who dared to discuss it would be fired immediately.

The aquatic group and the livestock group sent a lot of extra meat dishes, and no one had any objections.

The usual pattern of chatting in groups of three or five disappeared, and even walking around was rare. Except for the noise made by catching thieves at night, the entire farm became unusually silent.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Qian Xiuwen and four girls came over unexpectedly.

Guixiu was so angry that she yelled, "Don't you even look after your family?"

Qian Xiuwen cut it with a sound: "All six jars of meat were moved to the school, and Mao has also been seen."

Luzhu looked at Biyu and asked in surprise, "Didn't I tell you to live a long and steady life? What's wrong with you?"

Biyu sighed, "After you left, I don't know who took the lead, but the students piled all their snacks in the cafeteria. The students who helped me also contributed their meat and told me that they would not ask for more in the future."

Qian Xiuwen smiled and said, "I thought, since my classmates are all at such a high level, I will take the initiative and ask someone to move the meat over."

Mingqin and others reported: "There is a lot of food piled up in the cafeteria. Whoever eats can take it. There is no one to watch. But almost no one takes it."

"It seems that our food has increased a bit. I heard that the Municipal Party Committee saved money from the cadres' canteen."

“Now people in the cafeteria eat the same amount as us.”

"Some students have organized themselves to dig up grass roots and peel tree bark in the new campus. They said they were prepared for a protracted war."