CHAPTER 125: CHAPTER 125: INSPIRATIONAL SONG

Everyone looked at that girl, with some resentment in their eyes.

The girl was slightly flustered: "Are you complaining?"

"Yes!" said Jiang Baocu, "I complained many times from the start. You are in the same department as me. Don’t you know that? I suddenly got sick, vomiting and diarrhea. Do you think I wanted this?"

The girl’s face turned slightly pale.

Qin Lin was exasperated, having to listen to their quarrel, angrily separating them.

"Go do what you need to do!"

The girl saw she couldn’t win against Jiang Baocu and cried.

Only two or three people comforted her, the others were too lazy to care. They had long seen through such antics.

Nowadays, with the internet being widespread, high school students are quite mature, the act of playing the innocent victim didn’t work well.

"What is she showing off about? She’s clearly creating opportunities for her friend!" the girl cried.

"Don’t worry, that fat girl can’t sing well."

"Yeah, she will definitely screw it up."

Sheng Tang heard this too.

Jiang Baocu wanted to get angry, but Sheng Tang pulled her back, smiling: "Let them say whatever they want, it’s okay."

The seventh program ended.

Maybe because this program wasn’t very exciting, the applause outside was sparse and scattered.

Qin Lin called to Sheng Tang: "Go ahead!"

Sheng Tang took the microphone and walked towards the stage.

The stage lights fell on her, the sequins on her long tassel sparkled under the lights, emitting a crystal-clear brilliance. Her posture was steady, her steps light and alluring.

She sat down, and the host began to announce the program from backstage.

"Next up, please enjoy the song ’The First Dream,’ performed by Sheng Tang."

The students in the audience were in an uproar.

Sheng Tang?

How could it be her, when her name wasn’t on the program list!

That fat girl, why is she everywhere? This semester, no one has been more prominent than Sheng Tang.

"What song? I haven’t heard it before."

"Didn’t you hear it’s about dreams? Anything about dreams is bound to be empty rhetoric, can it be any good?"

"It’s Sheng Tang again, her songs are pretty good!"

"Her poems are also quite nice."

The audience was buzzing with chatter.

Somehow, after Sheng Tang introduced herself, the applause was very loud, more popular than the other programs.

The leaders heard this commotion and knew this girl must be extraordinary, her song might be worth listening to.

Sheng Tang settled on the piano bench and began playing the tune directly.

This song was adapted from Japanese singer Miyuki Nakajima’s ’Riding on the Silver Dragon’s Back,’ the original song was very suitable for piano performance, except the chorus lacked some accompaniment.

However, she only had a piano, no band, so she couldn’t be picky.

She used the lyrics of ’The First Dream’ with the tune of ’Riding on the Silver Dragon’s Back,’ creating her ideal version.

"If pride hasn’t been coldly shattered

by the ocean of reality

how could one understand

how much effort it takes to reach afar

If dreams haven’t fallen off the cliff

in the nick of time

how could one realize that those who persist

have invisible wings"

As the music began, all the whispers in the auditorium ceased, everyone was captivated by this song.

The rhythm at the beginning of the song conveyed its power.

Sheng Tang played while singing.

Her eyelashes were long, and she never raised her eyes while singing, making her profile appear almost perfectly delicate.

The teachers from Huishi High School were stunned.

The students all watched Sheng Tang, listening to her voice. Today, her tone was no longer crisp, but carried a thickness.

The students from the academy for the disabled listened more attentively than others.