C29 (2/2)

After Liu Yunhai finished listening to the song, his eyes immediately turned red.

”Very good, how about this. Change your program to this song!” Instructor prepared to modify the program.

Liu Yunhai could no longer sit still. He wanted to fight for himself.

”Teacher, isn't the blade of the sword playing the flute? It has already been reported, so it's not appropriate to change it again! ” Liu Yunhai reminded.

Zhu Keqing was stunned for a moment before asking, ”What do you think?”

Liu Yunhai fearfully looked at Qin Jiefeng for a moment, and then said: ”I'm a singing program anyway, I'll sing it! This way, we won't need to change the program's schedule! ”

When he said that, Zhu Keqing and the others frowned, Liu Yunhai's actions were simply plagiarizing the fruits of Qin Jianfeng's labour.

”Blade, what do you think?” Zhu Keqing asked Qin Jianfeng for his opinion.

Qin Jianfeng sized up Liu Yunhai. This fellow's eyes were filled with greed, but his face had a selfless expression, as if he was considering the big picture.

If he did not receive the call from his boss, Qin Jianfeng would have given it to Liu Yunhai. But now it was not the same, the organization had to make sure he showed off their abilities, and they had to seize every opportunity to show themselves to Liu Yunhai.

”It's a song I wrote. I should be more suitable to sing it!” Qin Jianfeng said calmly.

With just a short sentence, he had expressed Qin Jianfeng's attitude, which made Liu Yunhai feel extremely awkward.

”Jian Feng, although your singing is quite good, you still haven't received any professional training. Tomorrow night's party is very important. ”It's not a matter of emotion. I won't steal your limelight, I just hope …” Liu Yunhai chattered on and on, trying to try again, but Qin Jianfeng had already flashed away.

Zhu Keqing laughed strangely and chased after him. The artistic Instructor patted Liu Yunhai's shoulders and said, ”If the sword wants to sing, let it sing. After all, the singing is written by someone else! Do your best and you'll have a chance in the future! ”

”Understood, teacher!” Liu Yunhai unwillingly nodded his head, and a look of hatred appeared in his eyes as he looked at Qin Jianfeng.

Qin Jianfeng found a small hall and tried his best to practice the song.

The song, ”Farewell!”, which was written by Qin Jianfeng, had the subtlety of the lyrics that allowed people to face the most brutal reality, the truest self, and the most helpless parting.

Qin Jianfeng was a very dedicated person. This was a good habit that he had gotten from many years of military service. When he decides to do something well, he will be especially attentive and do it selflessly. This was one of his great strengths.

Singing a song and singing a good song are two completely different concepts.

Chen Changsheng had quietly come together, and after listening to Qin Jianfeng sing it once, he quietly left.

Many students and teachers came to listen, and after they finished listening, they left with various expressions. There was sadness, sorrow, and nostalgia.

When he felt that he could barely sing, Qin Jianfeng stopped practicing. Next to him, Zhu Keqing immediately brought him a cup of warm water.

”Great! ”You sang very well!” Zhu Keqing said with red eyes.

”Thank you. Why are you crying?” Qin Jianfeng accepted the cup of water and downed it in one gulp. He realized that Zhu Keqing was crying.

”The lyrics that are so full of emotion and the singers that are so wholehearted, everyone would be touched!” Zhu Keqing rubbed his eyes before chuckling.

Qin Jianfeng nodded nonchalantly. He was just trying his best to do something good.

”Let's take a break!” You've been singing all afternoon! ” Seeing that Qin Jianfeng was still reading the lyrics, Zhu Keqing immediately asked with concern.

”It's fine, I need to ferment my emotions again! ”See you later … See you later …” Qin Jianfeng was still very focused. With his whole body and soul immersed in the research and exploration of music, the beautiful Zhu Keqing beside him was like the air, completely devoid of any feeling of existence.

Beautiful teacher Zhu Kaiqing tilted her head and looked at him. Under the golden lens, a pair of spirited eyes were filled with curiosity.

A pleasant song could always make a person joyful. After Chen Changsheng had heard Qin Jianfeng's words, it was like he was walking in the clouds.

”I haven't heard such a golden melody in a long time!” Chen Changsheng stood in front of the window of his office, watching the students below as they passed by. He couldn't help but sigh, and his thoughts returned to his student days. At that time, the sky was even bluer, and the grass was even bluer.