Chapter 83 The Divine Comedy Birth

Xia Ziqi felt like her brain was about to explode. She followed the lyrics to the end with an excited look on her face. At the end, she was even a little stunned, she didn't know what to say anymore.

Han Jie also finished singing at this time. She was almost the same as Xia Ziqi, and she was also shocked by this super awesome song.

This...how could this be a tune that a 16-year-old boy spent a short time creating, this is a classic handed down by a god-level composer who worked so hard!

OMG! What happened, how come no one came to tell us?

Xia Ziqi and Han Jie just held the score and didn't speak, causing everyone in Class Twelve to stare at each other. I don't know what the situation is! Most of them are strange in my heart. Could it be that Zhang Yu's songs were so bad that they scared the teacher into a fool and couldn't take care of themselves?

Seeing this, Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Two teachers! You guys have something to say! How is my writing?"

Xia Ziqi and Han Jie suddenly realized, and at the same time they exclaimed in unison, "That's great!"

Xia Ziqi said in a trembling voice, "Zhang Yu, you are a genius! The word 'genius' in this song is not enough to describe your talent."

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Mr. Xia, you mean that this song I wrote is eligible to participate in Friday's party?"

"Certainly qualified!"

Xia Ziqi said excitedly: "Who says you are not qualified! I'll beat her now."

The people from Class Twelve around looked at each other, and at the same time raised their middle finger to Xia Ziqi... Hey! It was clearly what you said just now that Zhang Yu's chorus was whimsical, a daydream, and then you forget it in a blink of an eye. You are too rude!

Tan Xiaonan bit his lip and said, "Mr. Xia! Could you please sing for us? We want to hear it too!" You must know that Tan Xiaonan also wants to know how Zhang Yu wrote, and he is considered to be doing it. Artistic, of course a bit scratching my head at the moment and fidgeting.

"Yes! Teacher Xia, help us sing, we all want to hear it."

Everyone in Class Twelve felt itchy at the same time, like a cat scratching.

Xia Ziqi nodded, looked at Han Jie, the two of them got together and sang together with the score.

Xia Ziqi and Han Jie are also singers from professional colleges, so they sing very well. Although the two of them are just a simple duet, there is no multi-voice in the middle, and they just sing in unison. But just like that, it sang very well. Coupled with Zhang Yu's splendid tune, in the end, everyone in Class Twelve was stunned.

Until two people sang the song again! The sound stopped abruptly. There was silence all around, and it could be said that needles could be heard falling.

Just kidding!

This...is this song written by Zhang Yu?

So full of power and momentum, it can even be said to be a divine comedy, but it was actually created by my classmates! And this classmate also intends to give this Divine Comedy to them to sing for the first time. You must know that in this Internet age, this Divine Comedy is only afraid that once it is released, it will make a name for itself in the history, and even this thing is enough to show off for a lifetime.

With the end of Xia and Han's singing, Class Twelve also seemed to have fried the pot.

"No! Squad leader. Your song is too good! You are sure that it is original and not plagiarized!"

"Just kidding! Can the monitor plagiarize? Have you heard this song? Let me see if you have the ability to plagiarize one."

"Yes! Don't talk nonsense! Now the squad leader is my idol. Anyone who desecrates my idol is my enemy."

"Squad leader! Please hug your thighs! Please lead the mission!"

At this time, Class Twelve was a mess, almost everyone was shocked and confused, and they didn't know what to say.

Tan Xiaonan was also stunned at this time. Others' feelings may not be as strong as hers.

After all, she has a deep musical heritage, so this incident shocked her a lot. Because this song is simply amazing, how could such a good song be written by my classmates. Moreover, this classmate is still a nasty bastard who will talk about things with money at every turn, and show off his wealth if he has something or nothing. How could he be able to write songs, and write such a good song to be true or false?

Although Su Qianqian is not a musician, she is also very shocked by Zhang Yu's song. After all, she has also been studying dance for many years, and she is still very sensitive to the quality of music. There is no doubt about this handed down classic.

The chaotic Class Twelve kept asking questions around Zhang Yu, making Zhang Yu feel like his head was about to explode.

Zhang Yu quickly waved his hand, pressed it down, and said loudly, "Quiet! Quiet! Just listen to me and be quiet."

The excited people in Class 12 became quiet when they heard Zhang Yu say this.

Zhang Yudao: "This song, when I wrote it, is for everyone to sing. So I hope everyone can do their best to create a high-quality program. At this party, our 12th class will be famous and famous all over the country. .How about it!"

"Hey!" A loud whistle sounded.

Accompanied by the applause and shouts of the entire class of the 12th class, the atmosphere in the hall was pushed to the peak for a while. Everyone in Class Twelve is confident and ready to fight a beautiful turnaround.

Zhang Yu smiled and watched it for a while, then said: "There is one more thing! This song has no name yet. Since this song is written for Class Twelve. I hope everyone can brainstorm! Come up with a bold one. Name." Actually, Zhang Yudao still wanted to call the Chinese People's Liberation Army March, but unfortunately that was impossible.

The People's Liberation Army here has its own march of the same name, what do you mean by sticking a bar horizontally? There is no other way, I can only take the next step, I hope everyone can name it well, and it can be regarded as a work worthy of other masters.

When everyone in Class Twelve heard that they were asked to name them, they were all excited, and immediately began to talk about it...

Fatty Wu Jie first said loudly: "I think I will call the 12th class to move forward! How about it?"

Zhao Zhijun said one by one: "Not so good! It's too earthy. Such a big song, Fatty, but you gave such a stingy name. It just lowered the tone of this song. No way! I am the first to object. The name!"

Wu Jie's eyes were white when he heard this, but he didn't say anything, because after thinking about it carefully, he was indeed a little too petty.

Zhou Ying said, "How about calling it towards the rising sun?"

"Hey, the name is not bad!"

"Okay!"

"I feel normal!"

The people around were talking about it, some thought it was okay, some thought it was very general, and their opinions were very inconsistent.

Su Qianqian said: "Towards the rising sun! It's too much of a mouthful. It doesn't go well with me!"

"Yes! It's what the deputy classmate said."

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