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Chapter 14 No.14: Teaching
After the fourth class in the morning, Fang Jing sat in his seat and did not leave. Gong Yu and Jia Chun did the same.

After everyone else left, Jia Chun turned his head and said excitedly, "Can you start teaching me how to sing?"

Gong Yu squinted at the crescent moon and walked over, and stood quietly aside with his hands crossed.

"Don't worry! Aren't you hungry? Let's talk after dinner anyway?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Look at my brain, I treat guests, and I can order whatever I want, farmhouse or western food?"

Jia Chun waved his hand with great arrogance. His posture made him afraid that others would not know that he was the second generation of rich people.

"Don't be so troublesome, just eat something in the cafeteria, it's too time-consuming to go outside."

Shijie High School is one of the top aristocratic schools, and the dining hall conditions are naturally not bad. Not only that, there is also a swimming pool and gymnasium in the school, and the equipment is not afraid of being more than that of ordinary universities.

Those with poor grades and rich families like Jia Chun have an annual tuition fee of at least [-] to [-] yuan, while those poor students with good grades not only do not have tuition fees, but also receive scholarships.

On the second floor of the cafeteria, Fang Jing simply ordered three dishes and one soup, but he ordered a big bowl of rice.

"How do you get enough to eat? I'm losing weight during this time, so I'll give you a chicken leg." Gong Yu took the chicken leg from the dinner plate to Fang Jing.

"Thank you!"

Fang Jing was not hypocritical, there was nothing greasy on Gong Yu's dinner plate, and the drumstick was obviously made for him.

"That's right! I'm also losing weight, Fang Jing, you don't want to see me too fat to walk, do you?" Jia Chun also put the braised pork in between.

Originally, he ordered Liangpi, but seeing that there was no meat in Fang Jing's bowl, he thought it was because he had no money, so he specially added a piece of braised pork.

Fang Jing chuckled and shook his head, "You guys are killing me! I accept the kindness, but don't pinch it anymore, I really can't finish it.

I usually do a lot of exercise during the busy farming season, and naturally eat more when I am extremely hungry. During this time, I am basically idle and can't eat too much. "

Half a child, eating poor old man, a few years ago when Fang Jing grew up the fastest, there was a lot of work at home, one person could eat two people's portion.

It's not working now, I'm lazy every day, and I feel like eating two bowls of rice can last me a day.

While eating casually, Jia Chun asked, "Then when shall we start practicing?"

"Don't worry! I'll start teaching in a while."

This master is the one who pays, Fang Jing dare not neglect, "Which one of you will give me the phone?"

"mine!"

Gong Yu hurriedly took out a white smartphone.

Opening the Penguin software, Fang Jing immediately saw Gong Yu's nickname, "Lone Star Tears", full of the breath of the times.

This song was sung by a singer a few years ago, and it was popular in the streets and alleys at that time.

Click the plus sign in the upper right corner and enter a string of numbers. This is the penguin number he applied for last night.

Then, log out of Penguin, log back into their own account, and after adding each other as friends, Fang Jing sent a file to Gong Yu.

"This is a PPT I made last night. It contains some basic knowledge of music theory, and there are a few small courseware made by music lovers. It is very useful for beginners. Please pass it on to each other."

Fang Jing didn't just go to the Internet cafe to sleep last night, he spent four or five hours doing this PPT.

"You can still do PPT?" Gong Yu's eyes widened, as if he had discovered something incredible.

This thing is not widely spread now, and it is not used too much. Except for office work, basically no one uses it.

Unlike later generations, you can see it when you walk into any classroom.

Jia Chun was stunned, completely unable to understand what they said, "What is PPT?"

After two quick mouthfuls of rice, Fang Jing said vaguely: "You can just watch it as a video, but some of them are pictures and texts that need to be turned manually."

"You need a computer to make PPT, right? Who did you learn this from?" Gong Yu didn't have time to eat, so he expressed his doubts while reading Fang Jingchuan's documents.

"This thing needs to be learned? There are many online tutorials, and it will be done in a few minutes."

Wiping his mouth clean, Fang Jing looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "Don't treat me like a primitive, can you? I went to junior high school in the county, and I have been online several times."

Jia Chun was embarrassed, buried his head and sucked in a mouthful of Liangpi, his heart flustered.

Fortunately, he chased after yesterday to ask if there was electricity in Huangling Village, if it was burning firewood, if there were hundreds of thousands of mountains around the village, and if it was necessary to ride a horse when traveling.

Some students even asked Fang Jing if Huangling Village could have three wives and four concubines, and whether it was true for girls to get married at the age of thirteen or fourteen.

They treat others as bumpkins, but they don't know that they are bumpkins.

……

After dinner, Jia Chun went to borrow a guitar, while Gong Yu and Fang Jing found a shady lawn to sit and wait for him.

There are art students in the school, and there are many musicians. Jia Chun’s family is rich, and he is acquainted with everyone. He can chat with everyone, and he often hires people. He has no problem borrowing a guitar.

"Fang Jing, what does your nickname Yu Nian Yi mean?" On the lawn, Gong Yu was idle and bored, tilting his head and asking.

When Fang Jing added her, she saw the name and felt a little different.

After all, the screen names of the sophomores in the class are nostalgic, zero punch, and the most handsome in the world.

"Buddhas say that one thought of ignorance leads to the end of prajna, and one thought of wisdom leads to the birth of prajna."

Gong Yu didn't understand, she just felt a little confused, so she pretended to nod her head helplessly, and said yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes with a smile.

Not long after, Jia Chun came over with an antique guitar.

"Let me make it clear first that I don't have any music certificates, and I'm completely wild. Don't blame me if I'm wrong."

"Okay, let's teach, who will listen to you." Jia Chun handed the guitar to Fang Jing, not caring at all.

"Guitars include classical guitars, folk guitars, and electric guitars." Fang Jingqing said unhurriedly, stroking the strings. "Classical guitar has a wide fingerboard and thick sound quality. It is suitable for playing classical music. It requires higher skills and is not recommended for beginners."

Folk guitar has a narrow fingerboard and steel strings. It has a crisp and bright sound. It can be used as an accompaniment for singers, or it can be played and sung independently. It is suitable for country, folk and modern music, and its performance is relaxed and casual. "

"The electric guitar has no resonance box, but uses a magnetic pickup. According to the principle of string vibration to electroacoustic conversion, and then uses a speaker to produce sound, plus effects can produce a variety of colorful timbres. Killer."

"My personal favorite is the acoustic guitar, the virtues and benefits of this type of guitar are..."

Fang Jing didn't talk too much about skills, that's just hard work.More is to teach guitar structure and guitar culture, as well as the origin of each string.

There is a saying that a good racing driver must also be a good car mechanic. If you want to control a thing, you have to understand it.

Fang Jing talked for more than an hour, and Gong Yu listened carefully, and she learned a lot from asking questions from time to time.

Only Jia Chun sat on a needle cushion, sighing and looking up at the bird, finally took the opportunity to buy water as an excuse, and then did not come back for a long time.

"Fang Jing, do you think there is a distinction between refined and vulgar music?" Gong Yu asked suddenly.

After pondering for a few seconds, Fang Jing firmly said: "No! Music was originally produced in the countryside. Before the pre-Qin period, hard-working people sang songs to each other while doing farm work.

During the Tang and Song Dynasties, the custom of libretto also started from Goulan in the market. However, in recent decades, foreign cultures have had a great impact. Some people worship foreigners and think that piano and violin are superior, and erhu and lusheng are earthy. "

(End of this chapter)