Although nervous, I am still looking forward to it. Finally, on Friday afternoon, my classmates saw me wearing makeup and asked in confusion, "Do you want to sing, too? Which one to sing? " I was also very excited and replied excitedly: "I don't sing, I play the piano and play the sun." Look at the performers again. Everyone is putting on makeup except Wang Lingqi.
Looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, the little singer contest has finally begun. The two hosts hosted with crisp and pleasant voices. The playground was noisy and the sound faded away. After a while, the music began, and a little singer sang with a microphone. The playground suddenly quieted down, and a beautiful song came to my ears: "Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue …" That song aroused my deep thought and I was completely intoxicated. Soon, lively and lovely music began again, and another little singer came on stage. She sang snails and orioles: "Amen, a vine before ..." Our hearts also rejoiced. According to Mr. Hu, I am 12, and now I am only the third. Looks like I'm in a bit of a hurry. Wang Lingqi is more anxious than me! On her 20th birthday, she put her nails playing the guzheng on her fingers early.
My electronic organ is already on the podium. Seeing that the sixth song had been sung, I urged my mother to prepare quickly, and I followed. Mom took the electronic piano out and put it away, and I sat in the chair to practice. The volume is very low. I practiced once, and my hands are much more flexible. I practiced it again, yes. Time flies faster than the shuttle. In a blink of an eye, 1 1 people went up, and I seriously became an audience again. While I was still intoxicated with the singing, the electronic organ had moved up. Everything is ready, I sit down slowly and adjust the rhythm and timbre quickly. The host put the microphone on my electric piano pronunciation device. "RSR…… ..." I threw myself into the performance, not nervous at all, very natural. But I always feel that the microphone held by the host is like a noise generator, which is always "buzzing ……" and particularly loud, which greatly affects my performance. Fortunately, I am familiar with it, otherwise I would have played all over the place. The noise soon disappeared, like someone was talking, and then the host raised his hand and moved the microphone. Although the noise is gone, I'm still a little nervous! At the climax of the music, I had to play wholeheartedly. Finally, the performance is over. I stood up calmly, bowed politely, raised my chair and left. Back in the classroom, they said, I can't hear you at all. Hey! It's a pity that I think I had the best time today, and I haven't forgotten to turn up the sound. You didn't hear. It's just that the stereo is terrible!
I was relaxed after the fight, but Wang Lingqi was very nervous. She asked me to help her with the microphone, and I agreed, but the teachers used a shelf microphone instead of my artificial microphone, so I had to break my word. I didn't expect Wang Lingxiao's performance to go well. The students not only heard her play, but also praised her for playing well. That's weird. What's going on here? In a short time, the contest was over and Wang Duo won the top ten prize. How capable! But Xiong Xianwen, I don't know.
I didn't take part in this little singer competition for nothing. I have seen the world and learned a lot.