Chapter 197 (1/2)

Zhang Xiaoke looks like he wants to do something big, but others don't react much.

Tang Zhifei looked at Lin qiojing for the first time, ”is it OK to surpass silence?”

”Well...”

This time, Lin Yujing is not really in.

But Zhang Xiaoke stopped his mouth.

”Yes!” Zhang Xiaoke grabs Lin Yue Jing and answers on behalf of him.

Lin yuejing took a lot of effort to break free. After several swipes, he wiped his mouth for a long time and then said, ”it's impossible that slag can play so many musical instruments. The program effect will not be very good.”

”I'm steady here. Don't use me as a shield.” Li Zheng waved his hand and laughed, ”it's you. Besides the piano and the sounds of nature, don't you have any other expertise?”

Lin Qijing shivers at the smell of speech and is embarrassed to say nothing.

The rest of them also looked at Li Zheng.

”What's wrong with the sounds of nature?” Li Zheng looked around and said, ”Lin Yujing's good singing is good listening. I'm practical and realistic.”

”Don't tell me...” Zhang Xiaoke reminds way, ”this kind of praise is very painful.”

Li Zheng hummed and laughed and showed his right five fingers: ”what's this? Everyone has a name. I'm still the” God's finger. ”

”Oh? What about me? ” Jiang Qinghua asked.

”Jue Ming Xiao Ke.” Li Zheng gave a good answer.

”Me, me, me?” Zhang Xiaoke is also interested.

”Well...” Li Zheng thought about the scene, ”dog dance girl?”

”Get out of here!”

”Well, don't worry about these false names.” After Li Zheng's appeasement, he looked at Tang Zhifei and said, ”it's settled. Can you give us ten minutes for the performance?”

Tang Zhifei is naturally afraid of trouble, but it should not dampen the students' enthusiasm for literature and art. After weighing the matter, she nodded and said, ”I'll tell the headmaster for you, but you should at least make a sample program before the 30th.”

”Cough...” Jiang Qinghua behind coughed, gently waved his hands and said with a smile, ”this is a good idea for me, but I still don't want to play with you, and the Xiao really doesn't match with you.”

”No, you have to be there.” Li Zheng pressed Jiang Qinghua, ”and I always firmly believe that triangle iron is the soul of the band.”

”That's it.” Zhang Xiaoke also followed the fan to shout, ”have you heard the theme song of” fire shadow ”? At the beginning, it's just a piece of flute. It's not necessary to burn it. ”

”It's not a flute, it's a Chi Eight.” Jiang Qinghua's eyes gradually deepened. ”Chi Ba is an ancient musical instrument of Wu and Yue in China. It is similar to the Dongxiao. I happen to have collected it. I have practiced the song you mentioned in junior high school. In fact, the technique is far less difficult than” serious snow ”, mainly because of the explosive power and charm of exhalation.”

”Shit! Come on

”But I... ” Jiang Qinghua looked back and forth to see Li Zheng and Lin Yue Jing, some entangled.

As a Xiao guest, I naturally have a heart to play.

As a monitor, I should stand up when the school needs to.

It's just that I have made up my mind that I'm not going to use a light bulb any more.

You sing your love song.

Why bother to pull up my dejected flute?

Lin qiojing looked at Jiang Qinghua's constipation expression and began to be annoyed.

That's why I didn't eat the barbecue yesterday.

Dream is not fragrant.

”You come!” Lin Qijing hard to beat the table, ”more people, I am not so nervous.”

”This...” Jiang Qinghua looked at the expectant eyes of several people, but he could not bear to give up. As soon as he lifted his hand, he took out the flute in his schoolbag and said with a strong smile, ”this is the matter. I will not refuse to let Xiao guest die.”

Why is it strong?

Because he knows.

It's not someone else's life.

It's your own life.

Facing Li Zheng and Lin Yue Jing.

Once he, eager to participate in it, but always frustrated.

Now, he only wants to leave the scene, but he is not let go.

Difficult.

It is really difficult for him to kill Xiao Ke.

……

Twenty minutes later, the team of four rushed to the music room to prepare for a small trial.

At this time, the tutor group in the classroom has been dispersed, leaving only a thin little glasses network teacher who is cleaning up the mess.

The so-called ”network management” is actually about appearance, not occupation.

This teacher's appearance, how to see, is a super house network manager who suffocates in the underground Internet bar every day, and then suffers from malnutrition.

After some inquiry, he was found to be an unknown music teacher, Tan fan.

Does Sakura Lake really have a music teacher?

He didn't exist until he asked again.

No, it's not Schrodinger. He doesn't exist.

To be exact, he only exists in junior high school.

The junior high school of Yinghu middle school is two kilometers away. Mr. Tan spent 95% of his time there. Because of the selection of the program today, the principal asked him to come over and debug the equipment.Now that the program has been judged and everyone else has left, he has to clean up the speakers and musical instruments and loosen the strings that should be loosened. Then he can leave.

It's rare to see an authentic music teacher. After asking about it, Zhang Xiaoke set up a magnet.

In a few minutes, after listening to several people's program ideas, Tan Hui immediately laughed.

”It's a big voice.” Tan Hui played the ashes on the piano case, rubbed Dazhong Fen and said with a smile, ”don't mention all string music. If you can make the instruments in this room out of tune, I'll stay up late tonight to compose for you.”

”Oh?” Li Zheng's eyes glared, ”I'm just thinking about the arrangement. I haven't said it yet. Is Mr. Tan so understanding?”

”You can do it.” Tan Hui leans on the chair, and the whole person is trapped. ”If I don't like digital baby, I don't want to listen to you.”

Look at this sitting posture without artistic sense. Maybe I've been a network manager.

Moreover, it is obvious that this person is not well informed and belongs to a relatively marginal character. Otherwise, he is determined not to speak like this with the light of Yinghu lake, under one person, champion of Huajing competition, xuzhu of Shaolin, finger of God, master of the devil, Li Zheng.

Seeing his attitude.

Li Zheng is not very convenient to say anything.

As a top figure, it's very shameless to open your mouth at this time.

At this time, it reflects the importance of disciples.

”Miss Tan, don't you really know?” Zhang Xiaoke said, ”the man in front of you is the champion of the light of Yinghu lake Li Zheng! As for the next one, it's the sound of nature, the God of the examination room Quiet

”Oh, oh, oh, it's pretty good.” Tan Hui listened to these and just casually answered. I still collapsed on the chair, took out his ears and asked lazily, ”but I am a music teacher Why are you telling me this? ”

”Well, then there's no talk.” Zhang Xiaoke turned his mouth at Li Zheng and said, ”go ahead, master.”

Needless to say, Li Zheng has turned out his guitar, tuned it and held it in his arms.

Don't say, he really practiced solo for a while before today's selection, but no one noticed it.

”Can the wild bee fly?” Li Zheng swept a string and asked.

Hearing the title of the song, Tan Hui couldn't help swallowing and spitting, and then sat upright.

”You I'll hear it first

”Well.” After Li Zheng took a breath, he put his left hand to the tenor.

Be steady. Don't go too fast.

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