"The grave is full of flowers"

"It's the beauty you long for"

"Look at the mountains and plains"

"Do you still feel lonely..."

As An Ran sang, she suddenly raised her head, tears pouring from her eyes.

He has been in Kaoshan Village during this period, and no one knows these teachers better than him.

No matter how difficult it is, these young people, who are not much older than him, never complain.

The most talked about are children and school.

"It would be great if we could give the children new desks!"

"It would be great if the children could eat meat at noon!"

"The school cafeteria is a bit run down, it would be nice if it could be renovated!"

"I don't know when the new textbooks will arrive. The children's homework books are not enough..."

Every sentence rang in An Ran's mind.

Lilac is a person and a reflection of everyone.

When she was alive, she must have been as worried as these teachers.

Mr. Ding, who was hiding in the shadows, was silent, looking at An Ran sitting there with tears streaming down his face.

I have been strong all my life, but now I cry like a child.

No matter how stubborn you were, you were beaten to pieces at this time.

The young man following him also shed tears silently. Only he knew how sad and sad Ding, who looked stubborn and strong on the outside, felt in his heart.

No one spoke in the live broadcast room.

Again!

Rockets fly by.

Then came the second wave, the third wave...

The number of people in the live broadcast room began to grow crazily.

The number of viewers reached 25 million, but just like that, no one who came in said anything.

They were all watching An Ran sing silently.

Where Miao Xiaomeng was standing, she couldn't help but burst into tears again.

Some of the more than a dozen teachers lowered their heads and cried, and some looked up to the sky and shed tears. Everyone's heart was pinched hard by a force, squeezing out the sadness inside.

Li Xinying covered her mouth and cried while watching the live broadcast.

Zhou Yilun wiped the tears flowing from the corners of his eyes!

Sun Liren trembled and rewarded a hundred rockets.

Miao Qianli silently clenched his fists, and the middle-aged man who had been in the shopping mall all his life burst into tears!

Almost everyone who saw this scene and heard this song was crying.

Finished singing the first verse.

During the interlude, the sound of a violin suddenly sounded not far away.

The camera zooms in.

On the stage, someone is playing the violin, wearing a black trench coat, and his long hair is flying.

The sound of the piano is melodious and clear, in perfect harmony.

In the haze, a child suddenly shouted, "Mom!"

"Mom!"

Many children screamed.

Indeed, the person on the stage looked exactly like Lilac, with the corners of his mouth raised and a smile on his face, but tears welling up uncontrollably.

This smile looks exactly like Lilac in the photo!

Miao Xiaomeng was stunned as if she had been struck by lightning!

All the teachers were stunned, with incredible looks in their eyes!

Old Ding in the shadow pursed his lips, his palms trembled, and murmured: "Impossible...impossible..."

The young man behind helped Mr. Ding and said, "Mr. Ding, that's not Lilac, that's the accompaniment teacher!"

The person on the stage is none other than Lin Jianing.

She brought the violin, and she was going to perform a solo.

There was wind at this time and the moonlight was desolate.

On the stage, Lin Jianing's long hair is flying like a waterfall, and the sound of the piano is sad and desolate.

There are still crystal tears hanging from the corners of my eyes.

For a moment, everyone at the scene was so stunned that they almost thought she was Teacher Dingxiang.

End of interlude.

"You said you love lilacs the most"

"Because that's what your name is"

"What a melancholy flower"

"Sentimental people..."

An Ran strummed the guitar and sang passionately.

Finally, someone spoke on the barrage.

"I cried!"

"This song is so beautiful. Teacher An, do you want us to cry to death?"

"I admit, I was moved!"

"Teacher Lilac, you are the most beautiful!"

"Yes, Teacher Dingxiang, you are the most beautiful!"

"Teacher Lilac, you are the most beautiful!"

Soon the live broadcast room was flooded with this sentence.

Then, at this moment, the Yanyin backend was overwhelmed and went down again.

"Damn it, uncle, I was just halfway crying, why don't you give me up? Go to hell..."

"You are paralyzing and disrupting the rhythm of my sadness. You are junk software. Never use it again!"

"Who is this? Can it be better? I haven't finished listening to the song yet?"

There is a lot of anger on the Internet about dragging sounds.

Many people want to smash their mobile phones. Such a touching thing, such a beautiful song, you have done it to me and it will be gone.

Backstage, Chen Baichuan shouted at the top of his lungs!

"One minute, only one minute, I beg you all, the party is over, can you recover quickly!"

Several technicians almost cried.

You can't blame them for this. The server capacity is so large, what can they do?

Fortunately, this is not a hardware problem.

Thirty seconds later, the server restart is complete.

Those viewers who scolded loudly flocked to the Yanyin platform again.

25 million viewers put great pressure on the server.

The technician looked desperate and said: "If we maintain this number of people for ten minutes at most, the server will still crash!"

Chen Baichuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Ten minutes is enough. Mr. An just said that this is the last song time..."

"The yard is full of lilacs"

"Full of beautiful purple flowers"

"I am here to accompany her and protect her all my life..."

The song ended with the audience sobbing.

He sat there peacefully and did not get up for a long time.
To be continued...