"Uncle, you won't discriminate against disabled people, right?"

“…”

The security guard choked a little by his and wanted to ask them how they communicate normally. When he asked him to type or tell her in sign language, he heard him say:

"Or what if I kiss you?"

The security guard saw the expectation on his face, which made the security guard hesitate.

"and you……"

"That's OK!"

Chen Shu changed the expectation on her face to helplessness, turned her head to face Qingqing, and automatically filtered out her speechless expression, hooked her neck with her hand, and kissed her on the face as soon as she leaned over.

"Baji!"

"Is it okay now?"

"I want to... ask you to use sign language..." The security guard was stunned, then glanced at Ning Qing with a calm face, waved his hand, "Go in!"

"Thank you uncle!"

The two walked into the martial arts museum.

Ning Qing followed him and whispered:

"Record."

“??”

Chen Shu couldn't understand this ruthless woman: "Isn't this a forced and expedient solution to accompany you to watch the performance?"

"Record."

"Are you a little too much?"

"No."

“…”

The girl's answer was too calm, and Chen Shu didn't know what to say for a moment.

Forget it.

Just keep the book.

If there are too many lice, you won’t be itchy, and if there are too many debts, you won’t have to worry about it.

The martial arts museum is already crowded.

The central athletic platform was decorated into a stage, with a huge curtain rising up, projecting the picture on the stage. There are 10,000 seats in the martial arts museum. Except for the part of the seats where the stage is completely invisible, only the curtains are visible, the rest of the seats are all full. Many students have to stand at the end, squat in the front, or occupy the aisle to fight wits and courage with the managers...

If so many people were all students from Ling'an Academy and there were no more than 20% of outsiders, Chen Shu would no longer have the surname Chen and followed Qingqing.

"Let's go ahead!"

Chen Shu took Qingqing's hand and walked forward.

When a human wall appeared in front of him, Chen Shu activated the resistance technique, squeezed away the person blocking him, and squeezed and shouted:

"Yogurt is here! Let me go!

"Yogurt is behind! Everyone gives in. If you don't give in, go to your dormitory next to you tomorrow!

“My elder brother is Zhang Yogurt!

"What are you looking at? Do you disrespect my elder brother?

"Borrowed..."

Ning Qing followed him with expressionless face, and was very calm inside and did not cause any trouble.

I got used to it more than ten years ago.

The two of them squeezed in front.

The front of the auditorium is still a distance from the stage, and the auditorium is stepped and the first row is also very high. Chen Shu stood on the ground, and the ground was not as high as the first row of the auditorium, so he would not block others.

There are not so many security personnel here either.

First, in this world, star chasing is generally more rational, and college students are especially rational. College students in Ling'an Academy are rational in their minds and will not make crazy actions to chase stars during school celebrations.

Second, this is the martial arts museum, with an arena above it, and it has a defensive barrier. When performing on the stage, these students cannot enter.

It was 7:30 this time.

The performance officially begins.

Chen Shu took out two chairs from the storage magic tool and sat side by side with Qingqing. Their distance and angle could not be seen directly at the stage without looking at the curtain.

The lights in the venue dimmed.

The music started.

The first one to perform on stage was a dance.

Narrative dance.

The performers are two handsome men and beautiful women who graduated from Ling'an Academy and joined the Royal Dance Troupe.

In the beautiful music, the two performed a sad love story. At this time, the music and dance seemed to be no less than language and words. Everyone present received the content it expressed, regardless of whether they knew this art form.

True art must not be practiced in advance.

Then it mainly focuses on popular songs.

Chen Shu also saw His Highness Cinnabar and Wen Han.

There are musical instruments mixed in the middle, including solos of pipa, guzheng, and harpsichord, as well as ensembles of several instruments. Sometimes they play pop music, sometimes they play music from thousands of years ago, and sometimes they also play improvisation, and they become messy as they play.

This performance will be very unorganized. Anyone who wants to come up and sings will come up and sing. Sometimes they refuse each other, sometimes they change songs temporarily and pass on the accompaniment. Sometimes they will invite students below to come on stage together, either sing or sing together.

But it is this kind of feeling of freedom, free and casual, and it is very pleasing to everyone, which quickly pushes the atmosphere to climax.

"Is there anyone who can do it in "The Red Mountain" lacks a flute?"

"Can anyone sing "After Sweet Encounter"?"

""Apple Luck", it doesn't matter if you don't sing it well..."

“…”

Later, I gradually had fun. Choruses often played in the venue, and some students even went up to sing solo.

Time gradually passed ten o'clock and eleven o'clock again. The school did not disturb them or impose time restrictions on them. Some students gradually felt tired in the excitement, while the other part was getting more and more excited, and students frequently appeared on the stage.

Chen Shu also seemed to be infected by this atmosphere and felt itchy.

Until His Highness Zhusha went up to sing a song "Time Cooking Rain". During the singing, her eyes suddenly saw Chen Shu when she glanced at him on a routine basis. In amazement, her eyes lit up and waved at him in the gap between two sentences.

After she finished singing and thanked everyone, she smiled and said, "I seem to see an acquaintance below, and I want to pull him up to perform."

As he spoke, he walked to the edge of the ring:

"Good evening, Teacher Chen Shu."

"Good evening."

"Come up and sing a song."

"Forget it..."

"Oh, come on! I know you won't be shy! I also know that you sing well!"

“emmm…”

Chen Shu glanced at Qingqing beside him, then stopped refusing and stood up and walked towards the stage.

About two minutes later.

Under the attention of everyone, Chen Shu sat on the stage, cleared his throat, and was not timid, and said: "This song is called "So Many People in the World". The lyricist is Wang Haitao, and the composition and arrangement is Peng Fei. I just like it. I think it sounds good, so I sing it to the person I like."

As soon as he heard this, a cry immediately sounded below.

Everyone is very supportive...

Chen Shu thought, smiled, and looked at Ning Qing. When the guild hall calmed down again, he pressed the piano keys, and his voice was gentle and delicate:

“There are so many people in this world

"In the crowd, there is a door open

"My misty eyes last forever

"I first met you, blue morning

“There are so many people in this world

"How lucky I have us

"The morning and dusk in this long destiny

"Let me always look at the distance and be stunning
To be continued...