Chapter 95: Training Your Abilities

The song "Decency" is definitely a "king bomb" of a track; as soon as it came out in 2017, it could steadily outperform "Rising Wind," and even in the End of Dharma Era of the Huaxia Yue Tan, it is enough to show how high its quality and audience reach are. Some have even called it the "last bit of decency" of the Huaxia Yue Tan.

Therefore, Xu Heng's piano skills didn't need to be particularly superb at all; two lines in, and the few people from the Student Union listening on the sidelines were already stunned.

"Don't pile up nostalgia~ let the plot become melodramatic~"

"Loved deeply for many years~ why ruin the classic~"

It seems... unexpectedly good?

I have to say, the melody of these two lines is indeed easy to capture the heartstrings of someone hearing this song for the first time.

The melody is pleasant, the lyrics are simple, and it is rich in imagery.

Xu Heng bowed his head to play, and as his slender fingers danced on the black and white keys, his magnetic, muffled voice continued to chant.

There is an essential difference between a male's timbre and a female's timbre; although the timbre of the original singer of "Decency" in his past life was already quite neutral, the feeling Xu Heng sang with was still different from the original.

His "Decency" carried the vicissitudes of time; the listener felt as if they were standing in a vast, empty cinema, watching a movie about love reach its end, until the lights dimmed, the screen faded, and their ending was still a parting.

That emotion of clearly loving the other person deeply, yet not wanting to show it and pretending to be strong, was even more prominent than the original! It was as if he had truly experienced it.

Of course, the bystanders could not hear these subtle differences.

They simply thought, holy crap, this freshman's song is actually kind of good!

If they had known earlier that Xu Heng's creative ability was this strong, what would they have been complaining about?

Such a great master who could play the piano, write songs, and sing, condescending to come to their small Welcome Gala—wouldn't that just be a total slaughter?

Never mind the finale; this had already directly crushed everyone else's programs. Only a fool would disagree with Xu Heng going on stage to sing this song.

After Xu Heng sang the first half of the song, Ding Wen said there was no problem, "Freshman, this song of yours completely meets the standards of our Welcome Gala."

His doubts about Xu Heng vanished in an instant, and he even began to suspect whether Xu Heng had specifically studied singing in high school; otherwise, how could his vocal technique be so strong? And he could also write songs and play the piano—a trinity of talent, yet such a person had been obscure in his freshman year.

Damn it, are those people in the Literature and Art Department blind?

Thinking of this, Ding Wen glanced at the sycophant from the Literature and Art Department beside him.

The sycophant senior from the Literature and Art Department was also very helpless; he wanted to say that last year Xu Heng wasn't this impressive. At that time, Xu Heng had a bowl cut covering half his face, you couldn't even see what he looked like, he was more nervous than anyone else when going on stage to sing, and during the Welcome Gala, he even sang "Ten Years" with vibrato and off-key notes.

Where was this level of skill back then?

Forget it, old history; I won't bicker with you, Vice President of the Student Union.

The sycophant senior from the Literature and Art Department swallowed his grievances and smiled bitterly.

After the program was approved, the program rehearsal process also hurriedly added Xu Heng's "Decency."

There was also the issue of makeup later; if he was going on stage to play the piano, he didn't need to wear a tailcoat, but he couldn't just go up in casual sportswear, right?

Thus, the organizers from the Student Union in charge of costumes immediately sent people to borrow suits from other clubs or rent a set from a suit shop in the city.

These were all things for the Student Union to busy themselves with; Xu Heng didn't need to worry about it himself. He was just singing a song, and with his own performance foundation already there, he didn't need to rehearse like those multi-person programs, so after he became free, he wandered around the auditorium.

The school auditorium was quite large, but at this moment, every corner was packed with people.

Xu Heng was in a corner near the small northwest door, eating melon seeds while watching the Dance Club seniors' hot dance.

A dozen pairs of snow-white long legs swayed with the music; whether they were dancing well or not was one thing, but it was certainly more than enough to attract the audience's attention.

Xu Heng sighed in his heart about which student had such high artistic taste to be able to arrange such a magnificent program; it was truly a blessing for his fellow men!

There were a few others squatting in the corner peeking at the seniors dancing just like him; looking closely, they were all boys.

It should be said that very few women came to watch the dance program rehearsals, unless they were the organizers of the program.

After a Korean song finished, the long-legged seniors were all panting, constantly using their hands to fan the hot air, and dispersed to find places to sit and rest.

At this time, several program heads from the Student Union came in to ask the lead dancer how the rehearsal was going.

The lead dancer said the dance routine was basically perfected and there were rarely any mistakes; the rest depended on how everyone performed on the spot.

The Student Union head nodded and said it was good, to keep working hard like this to ensure there wasn't a single slip-up at the gala, and then had someone below send people to buy drinks to reward the seniors.

Xu Heng glanced at that group from the Student Union with great interest, for no other reason than that the two people sent out to buy drinks were acquaintances.

"The seniors like to drink Sprite, so you two buy two dozen Sprites, and buy another case of mineral water; the people over there performing the skit have no water to drink either. You pay for it first, and then seek reimbursement from the Student Union later," a girl with a somewhat gaunt face instructed the two in front of her.

Hearing this, Jiang Mengyuan nodded vigorously. Seeing her foolish look, Chang Lingling couldn't help but pinch her waist.

Jiang Mengyuan hadn't reacted yet at this moment, staring blankly at Chang Lingling; that innocent, pitiful little expression seemed to be asking why she pinched her.

Chang Lingling signaled her not to speak, then squeezed out a smile and asked the gaunt-faced girl, "Senior, it's no problem for us to pay for the water, but it's a bit difficult for just us two girls to carry so much water. Could you send two more seniors to help out?"

After hearing this, the gaunt-faced girl couldn't help but frown, "I asked you to buy water to train your social skills, and the other seniors have things to busy themselves with; can't you be a little understanding?"

"Uh, no, I just..."

"Why are you so demanding? Can't you freshmen handle even this little bit of hardship?"

"I..."

"Just one word: can you do it or not? Our Student Union doesn't keep idlers."

"... We can." Chang Lingling held it in for a long time, and before she could finish a sentence, she was blocked by this Student Union cadre.

In the end, there was no other way, so she could only swallow her anger and lead Jiang Mengyuan out.

"Lingling, what was that about just now? I saw you almost arguing with Senior Fang," Jiang Mengyuan asked cautiously, following behind her, fearing she might touch a nerve.

However, Chang Lingling didn't vent her anger on her roommate; she just sighed and said, "Damn it, the Student Union in this school is truly trash. A bunch of sophomores and juniors just bullying us newly joined freshmen, not doing a single bit of real work, and still calling it 'training us'—phooey!"

"Ah? Isn't it training us?" Jiang Mengyuan asked foolishly.

After returning from the October 1st holiday, the Student Union was recruiting, and she had been dragged by Chang Lingling to join the Student Union together.

Chang Lingling said the Student Union could help expand one's network and broaden one's horizons, and completely change her introverted personality.

Therefore, Jiang Mengyuan still believed that what that Student Union cadre said was correct.

Going to the convenience store to buy water and then carrying it back—it did indeed train them!

It trained their arm strength.