Please make money.

That is to say, is it possible that the sister who had a very good relationship with me before I traveled through time was bullied by me?

Instead of someone like you who can bully me no matter how you look at me - is it okay to be older?

But these are all small matters. Alia talked a lot and told her about the burning of her supermarket and asked if she could help investigate.

As a result, the senior sister in khaki was confused - huh?

Is my identity exposed?

Although I am a student on the surface, I am actually comparable to a city soldier, and I am also a hidden special agency operator. How could I be seen through like this?

"Senior, do you have any connections in this area?"

"…Should I have it or shouldn't I?"

"..." Ailia blinked and looked at the other person, as if she was looking at an idiot who could not be seen through even with a magnifying glass.

You are just a kid, still guessing. I have entrusted everyone from the Tianhai city officials to Fatty Zheng. I am just casting a wide net.

"Speaking of which, Xiao Ai, is your family so rich? Aililai is actually yours? Wow! That's amazing! Are you the chairman of the Ai Group?"

Watching the other party's impeccable performance, An Lele leaned close to Alia's ear without hesitation and said, "You are just pretending. She must have known it a long time ago."

"Ah, this..." The khaki senior scratched her head: "Well, I do know about it, but not a long time ago, just in the past few days."

She looked at her watch and said, "I do have friends in all walks of life, and I have many seniors who can help me, but I can't guarantee that I can find any clues. Have you called the police?"

"I have reported it." Alia nodded obediently. If you encounter such a thing in China, of course you would go directly to the parents.

The Tianhai City authorities have classified this matter as a major case of extremely serious nature and extremely bad impact.

"Then why did you ask me to check?"

"Of course I think you're amazing."

"Is that so? Hahaha, thank you for the compliment, but it's actually not that great..."

After a few pleasantries, the senior sister in khaki seemed to be quite busy. She agreed to help and then stuffed the two little ones into the auditorium.

"Hey, you guys listen to some music and cultivate your sentiments. I won't accompany you anymore. Something happened to my friend and I have to go over there right away."

Ailia looked left and right, and found a corner seat by the wall with An Lele and sat down, acting like a well-behaved little school girl.

It must be said that listening to a symphony live is really nice. The high notes are accurate, the mid-range is sweet, the bass is powerful, in one word, it’s crystal clear.

The senior girl in khaki looked around and saw so many people around, so there was no need to worry about anything happening to her, so she quickly left the teaching building.

"Why did you call suddenly? What's going on?"

"Something happened at the Huaihai Road gas station. Someone was refueling a motorcycle before and was found to be very similar to the Class A wanted criminal Liu. However, something unexpected happened during the arrest. The other party was shot, but he still injured seven people and ran away. The bureau is arranging personnel to hunt him down. You should also pay attention. I have sent you the information."

"We need to start in the ninth round—Trainer?"

"That's the one from the north. He's a crazy martial artist. He has no sense of propriety when it comes to his attacks. I think he's really crazy and very dangerous."

It is already very dangerous for an ordinary person to go crazy and cause destruction.

And for a real martial artist to cause trouble in a long-peaceful metropolis, it would be as terrifying as a tiger entering a sheepfold.

If he went crazy and ran to a crowded place and started twisting people's necks, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I've long said that the Kindness Spear on Duty is too weak. Nowadays, no matter how high a martial artist's skills are, he will die if he encounters a military-standard weapon and empties the magazine. But why did that guy come to Tianhai?"

"I think you want to go out by sea from Tianhai. Do you have any other questions? If not, I will go and inform others."

"Okay, I'll pay attention."

The khaki-colored senior put away her phone, opened the email and read the details, then shook her head and sighed.

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, how can anyone help you if you are like this? Alas..."

……

……

"Stop, stop, stop! No, absolutely not! How can you run for election in this state?"

A woman who looked very gentle was now very angrily educating students in the auditorium.

"Listen to what you are singing. Your breath can't keep up at all! It's floating like that, and with your body!"

She said, pointing at the other's 'slender beauty' posture: "Are you studying music or acting? You don't even have the energy to speak, how can you sing?"

Those who study music and can really sing out a high-pitched and explosive voice are generally big and strong.

Pavarotti has the physique of a standard tenor singer, with strong cardiopulmonary function and amazing chest resonance.

Female singers like Han Hong can crush 99 percent of so-called singers to the ground with just the sound pressure.

Young girls nowadays, in pursuit of the so-called skinny beauty, are as thin as chicks. Not only do they not exercise, they also lack basic skills.

How can we make good music if we continue like this?

Professor Zhou was very angry. He was not angry because they were not capable, but because they did not work hard. This is what is meant by "pitying their misfortune and being angry at their lack of struggle."

If you can't do it, you can practice. Diligence can make up for lack of talent. But if you don't have the intention to work hard and your direction is not right, then you will just be a waste of time in the end.

You are not a person with unusual talents like Cao Xiumei, not to mention that even Cao Xiumei, who is known as Asia's No. 1 coloratura soprano, has a well-proportioned figure and is not skinny.

"With your height, you can definitely be taller... Never mind, I'll find another student to show you. You're just wasting your talent."

A tall person has become skinny and has skinny legs. Is this beautiful? How can this be beautiful?

Professor Zhou looked left and right, and then pointed to a cute little freshman in the corner: "Come, the second student from the right against the wall over there, please come over here."

Alia looked left and right, then followed everyone to count one, two, three... Hmm? The second person from the right was me?

The confused young husband pointed at himself, and Professor Zhou nodded: "Please come over here."

Obviously, as long as he was not angry, Professor Zhou was still very gentle, so Ailia also came over obediently.

"Is there a problem?"

"How tall are you?"

"One meter seventy-two."

"weight?"

"Um...more than ninety?" Alia scratched her face: "I didn't pay much attention."

Like An Lele, she sometimes gains several pounds after just one meal, but she never really pays attention to the exact weight when she weighs herself on a daily basis.

As to whether people who can eat so much in one meal are gluttons with indigestion or have physical fitness abnormalities from ordinary people, that is a matter of opinion.

"You see, this kind of students are born with slim bodies, and that's the limitation of their body shape. What about you?"

Professor Zhou turned his head and looked at the tall girl, who was about 1.8 meters tall, who was pinching the corner of her clothes and pouting, looking aggrieved.

…So what does this mean?

"Student, please sing the part you just sang for me. Tell me what the difference is between being unable to sing normally and having a weak breath and floating in the air."

"Which part was that?" Alia looked confused: "No, teacher, I just came here."

"Oh, I see. The teacher didn't explain it clearly. Come on, conductor, play the opera excerpt for this student."

The conductor who was conducting the music with his companions on the other side looked up belatedly: "What's the matter?"

But at this moment, Professor Zhou was already very angry and continued to educate his beloved disciple.

She was directing her disciple's breath at the chest area, poking, poking, poking, poking, poking. The difference in their size made it seem like she was poking a tree trunk with as much ferocity as a woodpecker.

The conductor didn't dare to interrupt, so he could only ask Alia quietly: "Student, what did Teacher Zhou say just now?"

"Put aside the excerpt from before?"

"The excerpt from before?" The conductor suddenly realized: "Oh, I see. Come on, put on your headphones. Which excerpt did you play just now?"

"Act 2, Scene 3, Flames of Revenge."

"Okay, come on classmate, take a look for yourself."

Ailia bit her lip in confusion, looking at everyone like a tender little white flower.

An Lele huddled in the corner like a stone - Miss, it's not that I won't help you. I'm familiar with murder and arson, but doing art and the like is too high-end!

Then Alia suffered a bombing...

What is this? Is it a woman singing hysterically in my ear?

Holy crap! The freshman show is so exciting! Only singing at this level can be selected into the show?!

The Magic Flute, one of Mozart's four parts, Act II, Scene III, Aria to the Queen of the Night, The flame of revenge burns in my heart.

Is this something sung by a human? Ailia's eyes were full of mosquito coils as she tried hard to memorize this classic coloratura soprano.

It is said that Mozart was very poor at the time, and The Magic Flute, the last of his four operas, was written when he was in the most difficult and frustrated period of his life.

At this time, Mozart had a calm attitude of "I just write, whether it can be sung or not has nothing to do with me."

And the inspiration comes from his mother-in-law's hysteria. Obviously, this kind of art comes from reality but is a refinement of reality, and is more artistic than ordinary art.

To the extent that this thing, together with the first aria, has become a touchstone for coloratura soprano. The more difficult it is, the more it can arouse the desire for challenge among experts.

But Ai Xiaozhangyu didn't understand any of this. The so-called touchstone she had listened to most was Tsai Chin's "Du Kwai Fong". She had no idea what hifi was.

The excerpt is not long, only about three minutes. After listening to it, Alia's head was buzzing, and her mind was full of the A5 to F6 that was like wiping glass.

All I can say is that this thing is really not something that ordinary people can sing. She glanced at the name, it was called The Magic Flute.

When a female singer sings it, it sounds like a magic flute. When an ordinary person sings it, it sounds like a motorcycle, and the kind that won’t start.

Professor Zhou finished his teaching and came over to look at Alia, giving her psychological support in a friendly manner.

"You are a freshman, right? The teacher has never seen you before. Come on, don't be afraid. This is a very simple song. Sing it for your senior."

Alia looked at Professor Zhou in horror - this thing is so simple?!

Professor Zhou looked at Alia and thought she was shy. "It's okay, even if you can't sing well, the teacher will teach you. How can the teacher know where the problem is if you don't sing? The more problems you have, the greater the room for improvement. Don't be afraid. Come on, take a deep breath - adjust your breath - conduct."

She turned and waved to the conductor, unaware that he was holding the score of The Magic Flute.

Alia knew a little German, so she could sing a few lines, but the difficulty wasn't the language, but...

Clearing her throat, Alia thought to herself, okay, I'm not in the music department anyway, so why should I be afraid of making a fool of myself.

And it is obvious that the teacher just treats himself as a newbie and uses him as a typical whiteboard teaching case.

She looked at Aaliyah encouragingly, then tapped her hands lightly to the rhythm of the orchestra.

But as she listened, she became confused - what is this - what are you playing?

The orchestra rumbled, as if a storm was coming, creating a depressing atmosphere.

The conductor gestured with his hands, waiting earnestly for Alia to follow, and poked his baton in Alia's direction -

Come! You! It's you! It's your turn, little classmate!

Alia had been humming along with the tune before. Her strong learning talent gave her the ability to remember almost everything she saw, and she quickly followed the rhythm once it came.

Professor Zhou was about to call for a stop when his words came to his lips, but he was suddenly choked, and then his mouth slowly opened and his eyes became dazed.

The German sound at the beginning is enough to attract everyone's attention, but when it comes to the high notes -

“Ah ...

What should a gorgeous soprano feel like?

She should be sharp but round, she should be catchy but not harsh, she should be dancing - on the tip of a knife or even on the tip of a needle.

This section sounds very long, but the whole selection is only three minutes long, and the high-pitched "ah ah ah" at the beginning of this section is only repeated twice.

But after just these two times, everyone's expression changed.

The commander showed a clear "what the hell" expression, where did this monster-level genius come from?

The orchestra responsible for the music immediately straightened their expressions - Oh my god, are you serious?!

Professor Zhou closed his mouth, took a deep breath, and clasped his hands together tightly to keep the rhythm.

Alia's body cavity resonance was no longer a talent; it was at a terrifying level, and everyone's head was buzzing.

However, just when Alia was about to reach F6, Professor Zhou suddenly shouted, "Stop—Stop! Stop!"

Alia stopped talking suddenly, and a glass placed close to her cracked with a "crack", and clear water spread out.

The commander let out a sigh of relief. The so-called lingering sound lingers in the air for three days. To put it more vividly, he was knocked unconscious by the body cavity resonance at close range.