Chapter 497 The show is over

  The audience present were taken aback by the sudden magical operation of the Conservatory of Music, but they were more curious.

  Ji Xuan had already put their pre-made background video on the big screen at the device.

  An Chen stood on the podium, held the baton in his right hand, and lowered it gently, and Ji Xuan clicked the play button in the video.

  In the video, a ship is sailing in the vast and boundless sea, surrounded by surging waves, thunder and lightning at sea, the ship is like a piece of duckweed, crumbling.

  As the video played, An Chen raised his baton, and the sounds of various instruments gradually sounded, and then merged together.

  The choir standing beside the people also began to sing along with the rhythm of the music, and for a while the whole lecture hall resounded with magnificent music.

  As the music is played, the pictures on the video are constantly changing, and everyone is immersed in this visual and auditory feast.

   Wei Ze did not sit in the exclusive seat in the first row, but stayed beside the stage with Ji Xuan and the others.

   "My baby Chen is so pretty." Hua Zhi's eyes have been fixed on An Chen, but the usual brilliance has long since disappeared.

   "Hello, I'm Fang Yan, meeting you for the first time."

  Fang Yan was using his mobile phone to broadcast An Chen's live performance to Ji Feng, Lin Han and Qu Yan. After seeing Hua Zhi, they took the initiative to say hello.

   "Hello, I'm Hua Zhi." Reluctantly, Hua Zhi briefly shifted his gaze to Fang Yan's side, and greeted the three people in the video by the way.

  An Chen's performance has been halfway through, and the ship in the video has finally escaped the vortex of the storm and lightning. It is still dark all around, but the lighthouse far away is shining faintly in the darkness.

   With the rise and fall of the baton in An Chen's hand, two loud sounds sounded, and then all the lights on the stage were turned off, and the screen also turned black.

  The audience below were already immersed in it, the music stopped abruptly, and they all looked at the stage with puzzled faces.

  Suddenly, the lights on the stage turned on again, and the light slowly pumped out from the video. The music was not as exciting as before, but it was full of the joy of the afterlife.

  In the video, the ship sailed away from the darkness completely, and the front was bright. The captain stood at the bow and waved the sail, which coincided with An Chen who was holding the baton at this time.

  The tune changed again, and as the music started, the choir shouted, "Captain! (Captain.

  An Chen's speed of waving the baton became faster, and in the last about twenty seconds of fast rhythm, the whole performance came to an end.

  As soon as the performance was over, some students from the conservatory came up from the side of the stage, picked up the instruments and then got off the stage, and the performers also left quickly.

  Just as the stage broke away from the music, the applause resounded throughout the lecture hall, but before the applause stopped, the people on the stage disappeared, and the choir standing in the aisle also disappeared.

  The audience of the Conservatory of Music in their seats also gradually exited the stage along with the performers. Some people saw someone exiting the stage and thought that the school celebration performance was over, so they also got up.

  The host was dumbfounded as soon as he came on stage, but he continued to announce the last performance belonging to the Drama Academy.

  The performance of the Conservatory of Music is really shocking, and the performance of the Drama Academy behind it is somewhat unbearable.

  Some guests from the Conservatory of Music also heard about the brushing of tickets, and now they are leaving the lecture hall one after another, planning to catch up with the large team of the Conservatory of Music.

   Some of the media present here have nothing to shoot here, and the Conservatory of Music is more interesting. In addition, there are An Chen, Fang Yan, and all the guests there, so the media also ran away.

   My life is not just about surviving, but about living it alive, with some zest, humor and hope.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)