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Chapter 8 Singing
"Why do stars have different voices when they sing? It's because they have professional vocal skills, breath, breath, range, and resonance. These are all basic skills.

Let me ask you, do you want to sing well in the future? "

"think!!"

The whole class answered in unison.

Who doesn't want to do things like singing that show their faces, KTV Maiba has a lot of face to say it out, for boys, this is simply a tool for picking up girls.

Don't you see that in the 90s, the college students in white shirts each held a guitar, which caused many girls to howl.

In that era of literature and art, singing and playing football was the greatest joy. Among the crowd, whoever can play two songs must be the most beautiful boy on that day.

Now the female voice is the loudest in the class, and her eyes are full of longing. Who didn't have a star dream when they were young?Even if you can't be a star, it's not bad to be able to sing and show off.

"It's a pity! Not everyone has a good singing voice." Fang Jing shook his head in the last row.

Vocal skills are just an aid, and talent really determines whether you can sing well. Some people are born with a good voice, and people are intoxicated when they open their mouths.

However, some people have mediocre voices, and it is useless to practice them for a lifetime. No matter how bad they are, they must have their own characteristics, such as vicissitudes, gentleness, delicateness, and crispness.

In his previous life, Fang Jing went to the music teacher of the university to have his throat tested, but unfortunately there was a knot in one third of his throat, so he was destined not to be able to eat this bowl of rice.

Not reconciled, he used his savings to attend various music training classes, and finally went to Shark Platform to be an anchor, but unfortunately he has been tepid.

The natural advantages in this life are greater than those in the previous life. His face is much better-looking, and his voice is also good. In addition, he often practiced with his voice, and his singing skills have improved a lot. Professional singers can't compare, but they are also top-notch among amateurs.

"But!" The music teacher looked at the crowd and paused for a few seconds, then smiled mysteriously, "I won't teach you any of this."

"Ah! Why?"

"What age is this? Teacher, you are still hiding your kung fu."

"That's right, teacher, you should teach us, maybe we will have some stars in our class in the future, and if you say it, you will have good reputation!"

"Teacher, I suddenly feel that I have this talent. You are killing my dream of becoming a singer."

"All right, all right! Stop arguing, my head is getting big." The music teacher became impatient.

"It's not that I don't teach you, I'm afraid that after I teach, your teacher Zhang will settle accounts with me. Now you are a sophomore in high school, and you will be sprinting for the college entrance examination next year.

Studying hard and taking the time to review is the real business. Let’s talk about singing and so on after the college entrance examination. When the time comes, you come to me, and I promise to know everything and talk about it.

I'd better practice now and I'll teach you this song. I'll call the roll and sing it later. Anyone who can't do it will be punished. "

"Teacher, what punishment is it, won't it be running and push-ups?"

"What are you talking about, it's not that serious." Glancing at the camera, the music teacher felt guilty.

"I'm not going to be a judge anymore, you guys decide whether it's good or not, and if it's not good, prepare a joke or talent."

……

"Brother Xiao Ming, we will see your performance in a while. You must be sweeping the world when you open your mouth. There is no single enemy."

"What nonsense are you telling the truth, low-key, low-key, understand?" Labor Commissioner Wang Xiaoming wore glasses and waved his hands calmly.

This kind of occasion has always been the home of these activists. If they have good grades, they study stupidly every day, and they can sing what songs!
"Wang Xiaoming, I don't like what you say. Think I'm Jia Chun, a vegetarian? Besides, can you sing? Do you know how many strings you have on your guitar?"

Fat Tiger from class three, that is, Jia Chun, spoke up!When encountering this kind of thing, others will avoid it, and naughty students like them like to go up.

"How about Bibi?"

"Comparison, who is afraid of whom?"

"Fat guy is mighty!"

"Brother Ming is domineering!"

Supporters and cheerleaders from both sides took to the field.

Seeing this situation, the music teacher couldn't help but cry, "Okay, you guys don't fight anymore! How about the girls choose a representative, and the boys choose a representative, and the winner will be judged in the final competition."

"Good! I will be the first to nominate Gong Yu, the art committee member."

"I choose Gong Yu too!"

"Our girls all choose Gong Yu!!"

Immediately, more than a dozen boys and girls in the class chose Gong Yu. Hearing such a loud voice, Fang Jing looked at everyone.

In the middle row of the fourth group, a beautiful woman in white with ponytail and light blue jeans sat quietly smiling and nodded.

She has exquisite facial features, fair skin, and a calm demeanor when she sits upright. She is not annoyed by her classmates' booing, but just smiles and says that she can't sing well.

"Tsk tsk! This good looks can make a debut." Fang Jing lay on the table and smacked his lips.

"That's right! She is our class flower, she has a very good personality, let me tell you, don't pay attention to her!" Fat Tiger turned his head to nail Fang Jing, and gave him a sincere warning.

Fang Jing: ...

"As for it? I just said it casually. Do you think she likes me, a poor boy in the valley?"

"You are self-aware! If you really dare to pick on her, we will break up. By the way, vote for me later, I want to share the stage with the goddess."

"Don't worry, it's okay!"

After the female representatives were selected, the male representatives were selected. Not surprisingly, Fat Tiger and Wang Xiaoming were the most popular.

"Why don't you choose Fang Jing!"

I don't know who said a word, and everyone was stunned.

The teacher also nodded secretly, just now he was careless, these seven days people are the protagonists, what are they grabbing for this ticket?
The program team filmed their class because of Fang Jing, and now they are calling Fang Jing aside, the principal knows not to cut her.

Give more square shots, the program team is happy, the school is happy, the leaders are also happy, everyone is happy, isn't that great?

"Ahem! This classmate's suggestion is good. Fang Jing is a guest from afar, so he should participate. Everyone applauds and encourages."

"Crack! Crack! Crack!!!"

After a while of palming, Fat Tiger, like the eggplant beaten by Shuang, lay down on the table weakly, looking at Fang Jing with resentful little eyes.

"Fang Jing, don't be nervous, just treat it as Niupo, and sing what you usually sing today."

The whole class: ...

"puff!"

The program staff laughed.

The teacher also laughed when he realized what he said, and then the whole class laughed.

"That's okay, I won't refuse, but ladies first, I will sing after classmate Gong Yu finishes singing."

"can!"

The teacher nodded. She thought that Fang Jing would not let go and was a little timid, so she let Gong Yu come first.

But that's fine, if you go up and stammer for a long time and can't get a word, then you're really screwed up.

Gong Yu came to the stage, bowed with a smile, and then began to sing.

"What a jasmine flower."

"What a jasmine flower."

"The flowers and plants in the garden are not as white as it."

"I want to pick a flower and wear it."

"I'm afraid others will scold me."

……

The cool and distant singing echoed in the classroom, making people feel refreshed and unable to bear to interrupt.

In addition, adolescent girls are already full of vitality, with beautiful people and sweet songs, so you don't need to compare Fang Jing to lose.

This has nothing to do with technology, no matter how good Fang Jing sings, it's like the anchor Timo and someone Liu singing like meowing together, who would you listen to?

(End of this chapter)