69novels 076 must have been designed that way.
076 must have been designed that way.
"I can't guess, it's the color of your pupils..."
"A gust of wind, a dream, love is as unpredictable as life itself..."
Su Xiaocheng's singing voice is ethereal and melodious, with a quality that seems to penetrate the soul.
Although the stage's sound system was limited and couldn't match the perfection of a concert stage, the heavenly singing voice instantly captured the attention of Luo Ling's classmates.
Fang Gang's eyes widened in disbelief: "Holy crap..."
Wei Jing, ignoring the female senior next to him, grabbed Wang Zhe's arm and shook it vigorously: "Old Wang, Old Wang! Is that Su Xiaocheng? Is that the one we ate barbecue with the other day?!"
Wang Zhe was also stunned.
He stared blankly at the white figure on the stage.
The door to memory was suddenly flung open.
He had heard the song "Painting Heart" at the freshman party in his previous life, and he had also heard that amazing dolphin voice that amazed the audience.
Unfortunately, he and Song Zhiyi were deeply in love at the time, and finding the party too noisy, they went hand in hand to the grove outside the playground to count stars.
Therefore, he only heard the voice but did not see the person.
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"Yes, it's her." Wang Zhe nodded, his gaze somewhat complicated.
This girl is really hiding her true abilities.
The performance on stage was getting better and better.
"A gust of wind, a dream, love is as unpredictable as life itself..."
As the rhythm intensified, the five dancers in black began to swirl around her. The visual impact of black and white was striking. Su Xiaocheng stood in the center, like a solitary elf.
She wasn't performing a show; she was giving a solo concert.
On the playground, thousands of freshmen were completely stunned. The "good"s that had been reluctantly shouted for the sake of class honor had now all turned into heartfelt amazement. Many even raised their phones and started recording.
But this isn't the end. Those familiar with the song know that the real killer move is yet to come.
The song, like a lament, finally reached that line:
"You are a song I can never finish singing..."
At this point, Su Xiaocheng gripped the microphone tightly with her fingers and leaned forward slightly.
On the stage, only one beam of light remained, shining on the girl in white.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and opened her chest.
next second.
A heavenly dolphin-like sound rang out!
A high-frequency sound wave, both extremely sharp and extremely smooth, pierced the night sky above the school playground like an arrow piercing through the clouds.
In an instant, the new audience members felt an electric current surge from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, then exploded down their spines!
Holy crap!!
"Awesome!!"
"Amazing! He actually hit the high notes!"
Several people exclaimed in surprise. But the exclamations were quickly silenced by a chorus of boos from the crowd—because everyone wanted to hear more.
Zhu Qi crossed her arms, her eyes shining brightly.
Finally, the high-pitched bombardment ended, and after singing the last few lines, the song came to a close.
Su Xiaocheng slowly opened her eyes, her forehead covered in sweat, glistening under the light. She looked tired, her chest heaving, but her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.
The music stopped.
There was a brief silence for about two seconds, followed by even more enthusiastic applause!
On stage, Su Xiaocheng breathed a sigh of relief as she listened to the applause and cheers from the wave pool. She lifted her skirt and prepared to bow and leave the stage.
However, just as she was about to bow to the audience in gratitude, an accident occurred.
She accidentally stepped on the hem of her skirt, twisted her ankle, and immediately lost her balance!
Fortunately, Su Xiaocheng had good luck tonight and reacted quickly enough to avoid falling flat on her face.
The girl turned sideways, braced herself with her hands, and slumped onto the stage. Her white skirt spread out like a blooming lily.
That moment was so beautiful it was heartbreaking.
The audience below the stage were stunned for a moment.
But then the applause grew even louder!
Wow! That ending was absolutely amazing!
"Was this designed? It perfectly complements the feeling of the painted heart; this feeling... it's so evocative!"
"They're so engrossed, is this what art is?"
Even Fang Gang exclaimed, "Tsk tsk tsk, this girl is really dedicated! That fall was absolutely brilliant!"
Only Wang Zhe and Zhu Qi noticed that something was wrong.
Zhu Qi frowned, but seeing that Su Xiaocheng on the stage had already struggled to stand up and was still smiling and waving, she held back and didn't say anything.
Wang Zhe guessed why Su Xiaocheng fell—she didn't look short on stage tonight, probably because her shoes had particularly high soles? Plus, with such a long skirt, it was perfectly normal for her to accidentally step on it.
Thinking back to when she went on stage, why did she walk so slowly? It must have been because she was afraid of falling.
At this moment, Zhu Qi said, "Shall we go check on Xiao Cheng? She just fell... even if she's okay, it would be good for her to have some water."
Wang Zhe looked down and realized that Zhu Qi was holding a bottle of mineral water.
You're quite well prepared!
Wang Zhe smiled inwardly, but of course there was no need to expose him openly, so he nodded: "Okay, shall I come too?"
"Of course," Zhu Qi paused, "you're her friend too, aren't you?"
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
The two bypassed the noisy side of the stage, passed through a cluttered area filled with audio cables and spare props, and arrived at the open-air preparation area behind the stage.
This was actually just an open space behind the playground, enclosed by several huge GG display boards, serving as a temporary backstage. In the dim light cast by the distant streetlights, you could see many students who had just finished performing or were about to go on stage gathered together; some were touching up their makeup, while others were excitedly discussing their mistakes.
Next to a pile of messy instrument cases, Su Xiaocheng was sitting on a small red plastic stool that she had found somewhere.
The hem of her gorgeous white dress was lifted up, casually bunching up on her knees. Her thick-soled wedge heels had been taken off and were lying forlornly on the grass to the side.
Wang Zhe glanced at the shoes.
Wow, even though I expected it, seeing it with my own eyes was still amazing.
The soles of those shoes were at least twelve or thirteen centimeters thick, practically like two white bricks. To be able to belt out dolphin-like high notes on stage while wearing those, and even perform some moves, that girl is truly amazing.
At this moment, Su Xiaocheng was frowning, holding her smooth right ankle in both hands and gently rubbing it.
Zhu Qi quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and asked with concern, "How are you? Are you badly hurt? Can you walk?"
Hearing the voice, Su Xiaocheng looked up. Seeing that it was Zhu Qi and Wang Zhe, her previously grimacing expression immediately subsided, replaced by a calm smile.
"It's nothing, it's nothing. I just twisted my ankle when I turned around. It hurts a little, but my bones are definitely fine. The backup dancers checked on me, and there's no swelling."
"Are you really alright?" Zhu Qi was still a little worried.
"I'm really fine! Look, I can still move." To prove herself, Su Xiaocheng deliberately rotated her ankle. Although her eyebrows twitched slightly, she could move freely.
Zhu Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief. She unscrewed the bottle of mineral water in her hand and handed it to him: "Have some water. You sang so well just now, I was stunned even from the audience."
"Hehe, of course!" Su Xiaocheng took the water, gulped down two big mouthfuls, then looked at Wang Zhe, who was standing to the side with his hands in his pockets watching the show, and then gave Zhu Qi a wink.
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.