nucmednet Chapter 84 To earn respect, you must let your strength speak for itself.
Chapter 84 To earn respect, you must let your strength speak for itself.
Chapter 84 To earn respect, you must let your strength speak for itself.
Now, apart from overseas.
Only the creators Lin Hanjiang and Zhou Hua, along with the band members, knew that this was a brand new song that had never been performed publicly before.
The lyrics and music were both written by Lin Hanjiang.
This is a joyous new folk song that Lin Hanjiang tailored for Zu Hai based on his memory.
The prelude begins not with the traditional folk song instrumental introduction, but with a more modern arrangement featuring lively gongs and drums, cheerful flutes, and bouncy plucked instruments.
It instantly creates a festive atmosphere.
The moment the melody starts, it invigorates you, and you instinctively want to nod along to the rhythm.
Zu Hai walked to the center of the stage as the prelude began.
Perhaps it was Lin Hanjiang's comforting words that had an effect, or perhaps it was the cheerful music that infected her; the tension on her face dissipated considerably, replaced by a focused concentration immersed in the music.
She raised the microphone and began to sing: "Fold a thousand paper cranes, tie a red ribbon, and wish good luck to kind people every day."
Her clear and sweet voice, like a mountain spring, instantly flowed into everyone's ears.
The lyrics are simple and easy to understand, and are full of the most basic and beautiful wishes.
The melody is incredibly catchy; after hearing the first line, you can almost hum the tune in your head.
"Your hard work makes your life beautiful, your health keeps you forever young, and your life's busyness is all for a smile."
Zu Hai's singing perfectly matched the style of the song.
She didn't deliberately show off her skills, but instead used her most sincere voice to send the best wishes to every listener.
Her smile blossomed naturally, her eyes were bright, and her body language swayed slightly with the light rhythm.
From the very first line of lyrics, a small commotion arose in the audience.
The students' eyes lit up; this song was so different.
It sounds great! It's fun! It's easy to remember!
Moreover, Zu Hai's singing was so cute and infectious!
"Tie a Chinese knot, ask the spring breeze to cut the ribbon, and wish our motherland good fortune year after year."
When this part was sung, many people in the audience couldn't help but clap along gently.
The atmosphere was completely enlivened.
The smug look on Wang Xiaolan's face had vanished, replaced by astonishment and disbelief.
She didn't expect Zu Hai to produce an original song, and she certainly didn't expect the song to be so appealing.
The melody is simple and pleasant, the lyrics are auspicious and festive, and the singer is youthful and sweet. The chemical reaction created by the combination of these three elements is completely incomparable to her conventional "Beautiful Taihu Lake".
Lili opened her mouth wide, speechless.
Good luck, may good luck bring you joy and love. Good luck, may we all prosper and thrive, reaching far and wide.
In the chorus, the melody becomes more uplifting and passionate, and Zu Hai's voice is fully unleashed.
That pure joy and blessing filled the entire concert hall through the singing.
The atmosphere reached a small climax.
Applause, cheers, and even soft singing of "Good Luck" mingled together.
As the music ended, before the lingering notes had faded, thunderous applause erupted.
The applause was much warmer and longer than the applause given to Wang Xiaolan before.
Many students still had lingering smiles on their faces, excitedly discussing among themselves.
"This song is amazing! What's it called? 'Good Luck'? It's so good."
"Zu Hai sings so well, it's both sweet and energetic, it makes me happy just listening to her."
"I never expected there was such a person in the affiliated high school. Is this song original? Who wrote it? They are so talented."
"This is much more interesting than the previous song, 'Beautiful Taihu Lake.' 'Beautiful Taihu Lake' is also nice, but it feels a bit old. This song, 'Good Luck,' is both new and festive."
Final exams are coming up soon, I hope good luck comes my way, just like this song!
"May you not fail any courses this year, and may good luck come to you!"
At this moment, Zu Hai bowed on the stage, her face flushed with excitement.
She looked at Lin Hanjiang, who was applauding her from below the stage, and Lin Hanjiang gave her a thumbs up.
Zhou Huaqiang suppressed his excitement.
This event was far more successful than expected; I organized it very successfully.
He went back on stage and shouted, "Thank you, Zu Hai, for your wonderful performance of 'Good Luck'! It filled us with joy and blessings. Let's give another round of applause to the two junior high school girls who brought us such beautiful songs."
Applause erupted again.
"Now, it's time for the exciting voting process."
Zhou Hua spoke loudly again.
"Students with numbered tickets, please line up in an orderly manner and put your tickets into the ballot box corresponding to the singer you support. Remember, one vote per person, so please choose carefully. Voting begins now."
The audience immediately became lively as students stood up, took their numbered ballots, and headed to the ballot boxes on either side of the stage.
The murmurs grew louder: "Is there even a need to choose? Of course, we'll vote for Zu Hai. 'Good Luck' is so catchy!"
"Wang Xiaolan sang well, very standardly, but I always felt it lacked a bit of flavor."
"I voted for Zu Hai; that song really cheered me up."
"I think Wang Xiaolan is more reliable, after all, it's a classic piece."
The voting took place amidst a commotion.
Wang Xiaolan's face was a little pale, and she bit her lip tightly.
Watching as votes were continuously deposited into Zu Hai's red ballot box.
Lili wanted to comfort her, but didn't know what to say.
People lined up to vote, and time passed quickly.
Voting has ended.
Zhou Hua invited Lili and the student council members to open the ballot box and publicly count the votes in front of everyone.
To ensure fairness, a tally mark is made on the small blackboard behind each vote read out.
"Zu Hai, one vote."
"Wang Xiaolan, one vote."
"Zu Hai, one vote!"
"Wang Xiaolan, one vote."
As the ticket counting continued for longer and longer, Wang Xiaolan's box ran out of tickets.
"Zu Hai————"
The sound of vote counting continued.
The number of "正" characters following Zu Hai increased rapidly.
Ultimately, the result was no surprise: "Zu Hai, total votes—826."
"Wang Xiaolan, total votes: 201."
A huge vote difference!
The audience erupted in uproar, followed by even louder applause and cheers.
Interspersed among them were some expressions of regret and lamentation for Wang Xiaolan.
Zhou Hua picked up the microphone and announced in a loud voice: "According to the public vote count, Zu Hai received 826 votes and Wang Xiaolan received 201 votes in this music exchange activity. As agreed beforehand, Zu Hai and Wang Xiaolan, please..."
All eyes were on Zu Hai and Wang Xiaolan.
Wang Xiaolan, this proud young woman, was now deathly pale and her body was trembling slightly.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she slowly stood up and walked towards the stage.
Each step felt exceptionally heavy.
Lili tried to follow, but was gently pushed away.
She walked to the center of the stage and stood in front of Zu Hai.
Zu Hai was somewhat at a loss and subconsciously wanted to back away, but Lin Hanjiang stopped him with a look from below the stage.
Wang Xiaolan looked at Zu Hai, her eyes quickly reddening, her lips trembling a few times. Finally, she bowed deeply, her voice choked with emotion, yet she said clearly, "I'm sorry—Zu Hai, I was inappropriate with my words before. Your singing was excellent. I lost, I admit defeat wholeheartedly."
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After saying that, she straightened up, unable to hold back any longer. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she no longer cared about her image. She turned around, covered her face, and rushed off the stage, running towards the concert hall door.
"Xiaolan, Xiaolan, wait for me!" Lili exclaimed and hurriedly chased after her.
The concert hall fell silent for a moment, then a complex murmur of sighs rose up.
Some people think that Wang Xiaolan was willing to accept defeat and had a good character.
Some people also felt that the scene was somewhat unbearable.
Zhou Hua quickly smoothed things over: "Thank you both for your wonderful performances and candid exchanges. Friendship comes first, competition second! I hope this experience will be a valuable asset on your artistic journey. Alright, tonight's event has come to a successful conclusion. Thank you all for participating. Please be careful and leave in an orderly manner as you depart."
Zu Hai has won a great victory this time, silencing all the mocking voices who said she got the opportunity to sing solo at the graduation party through connections.
To earn respect, you must let your abilities speak for themselves.
This song, in particular, will become popular because of these 1000-plus people.
Especially during the final exam period, it is estimated that it will soon become popular in schools.
If Zu Hai sings this song at his graduation party, his chances of being noticed by the performing arts troupe will be much higher.
Lin Hanjiang waited for Zu Hai with a smile from below the stage.
Zhou Hua came over and invited them to have a late-night snack.
The two readily agreed.
Lin Hanjiang is about to graduate, and he probably won't see everyone much after leaving school.
Let's get together as often as possible.
However, Lin Hanjiang's new song for his graduation party still needs the children's chorus.
Perfect timing, I'll ask him later if he knows anyone.
Otherwise, he might not be able to find it himself.