With his eyes slightly closed, Fang Jing calmly placed his fingers on the strings, and a cheerful sound came out.
"Da Lai Mi, Lai Mi, Mi Fa, Mi Fa, La La La Mi to Western ..."
"Two tigers, two tigers, running fast, running fast, one without ears and one without eyes. It's really strange."
"Pfft!"
Gong Yu, who was full of expectations, burst into laughter! The music teacher also laughed.
Damn it! Wang Xiaoming was angry, "Fang Jing! What the hell are you playing? Two tigers have the nerve to show off. If it doesn't work, tell me earlier to save me a trip."
"What are you talking about? It's a person's ability to be able to play two tigers, and there are no rules about what to play." Fat Tiger said to Wang Xiaoming.
"That's right, Fang Jing said beforehand that he wouldn't sing Jasmine, so now it's not wrong to play Two Tigers." A girl defended Fang Jing.
After all, I am just a young man of 17 or 18 years old, with a relatively simple personality and mentality, and not so much care.
Fang Jing belongs to a vulnerable group, and many people in the class feel sorry for him and sympathize with him. People like Wang Xiaoming are only a minority after all.
"Fang Jing, don't listen to him. You play very well and your technique is very professional, but you are a little rusty. You will get better at playing with more practice."
When the classmates heard Gong Yu's words, they didn't take it seriously. They thought they were afraid that Fang Jing's self-esteem would be hurt, so she comforted him with words.
"Sorry, I'm auditioning, and my hands are a bit raw after not playing for a long time."
Wang Xiaoming snorted, "Then how did you do? Don't tell me I can't play the guitar if it doesn't fit my hand."
It's not that easy to just run away after pretending to be cool. Wang Xiaoming blocked Fang Jing's path as soon as he opened his mouth. It was this kind of people that annoyed him the most.
"No, the guitar is good."
Get out of here, uncle, why don't you sing instead? Wang Xiaoming is even more anxious than Fang Jing.
"My classmates will take the college entrance examination next year, and they are destined to go their separate ways and embark on different journeys. I wish you a bright future in advance. You will be admitted to your ideal university, go through thousands of sailings, and come back still young! A promise in the blue sky for you.
you!
"We set off on a sunny day,"
"The promise made in my heart,"
"Everyone will keep it throughout his life."
"A promise under the blue sky,"
“There are different roads in the world,”
"You and I are going to embark on a journey of growth."
"Please believe me if you feel lonely on the long road,"
"Look up at the sky, take a deep breath and have faith,"
"White clouds, blue sky."
"It will come true after the storm." "No matter how far apart we are,"
"The resonance of my heart is in my ears."
…
In the classroom, a pin drop could be heard as soon as Fang Jing opened his mouth. The first feeling of everyone was that they were amazed. They didn't expect that he could really play the guitar and play it so well.
The clear and translucent voice penetrates the heart, and the plain and simple lyrics stir everyone's heartstrings.
Fang Jing's singing continued, and he plucked the strings and continued singing the second verse.
"White clouds, blue sky,"
"It will appear after the storm,"
"No matter how far apart we are,"
"The resonance of my heart is in my ears."
White clouds, blue sky, "
The dream will finally come true,"
"Under the same sky,"
"Across the horizon, we move forward side by side."
"La la la la la la"
"La la la la la la la"
"La la la la la la"
…
After singing, the sound that had been waiting to see Fang Jing make a fool of himself did not appear, everything was silent, like watching a monster.
"Classmate Fang Jing sang so well, everyone applauded and encouraged her."
The music teacher broke the gloomy atmosphere and took the lead in applauding. The other students raised their heads and clapped their hands in response, suppressing their excitement.
Fat Tiger whispered, "This guy can sing pretty well."
The deskmate sighed: "Yeah, now I still think of the yo-yo ball that was smashed by my dad. It cost five yuan."
"It's okay. Uncle will buy you a new one later."
"Zhengyi, finally I didn't know each other in vain...get out of here, uncle!"
"Fang Jing, you sing so beautifully. The teacher is looking down on you. Is this song your original creation? Why haven't I heard it?"
As a music teacher, Yang Yan has listened to countless songs, and she knows all the famous songs on the market.
The song Fang Jing sang was not a niche one. The melody was youthful and the lyrics were good. It should be very popular among the younger generation, but she had never heard of it, so she thought it might be Fang Jing's original work.
.
"Uh!" Fang Jing sweated profusely. Has this teacher never seen cartoons?
Some male students in the class covered their mouths and snickered, "Teacher, this is the theme song of Huolishaonianwang."
In the past two years, this cartoon has set off a wave of yo-yos, and shops in front of countless primary and secondary schools almost sold out of stock.
The first thing you do when you meet your friends when you go out is to show off your ball skills. The luminous ball is thrown out and flashes very dazzlingly. It would be even more perfect if there is a puppy walking or dancing on the line.
"Really?" Yang Yan was embarrassed. She never watched cartoons, so naturally she didn't know what Huolishaonwang was about, let alone this song.
"Ahem! I see that you are skilled in your skills. You must have done a lot of hard work, right?"
"Well! The teacher taught me a lot, and I learned some from watching videos online."
Fang Jing's words were half true and half false. His junior high school music teacher did teach him, but he wasn't that careful.
"Wow! Fang Jing, can you take a photo with me?"
"Step aside, I'll come first."
Several girls looked at Fang Jing with admiration, as if they wanted to swallow him whole.
How can it be said that someone can play so well just by self-study online? They pay thousands of dollars a month for music training classes.
"I'll go! This kid is so awesome, who would have ridiculed others before?"
"That's right, you picked up the guitar, now you're slapped in the face, right?"
Fat Hu also talked to his deskmate, just like talking about cross talk. Although he didn't mention his name, everyone knew that he was talking about Wang Xiaoming.
The female classmates in the class covered their mouths and chuckled, looking at Wang Xiaoming with great pleasure. Who knows that this guy usually likes to show off his wealth and looks down on students from poor families.
This is so unscientific! Wang Xiaoming was furious. This bumpkin could play the guitar so well even though he could sing a few lines.
Key music cannot be learned in a day or two. Fang Jing is just a cowherd boy, so he shouldn't have the conditions to practice it for a long time.
But the facts are in front of you, and you can’t believe it! Not only can this kid play, but he also has a nice singing voice.
Scratching his scalp, Wang Xiaoming couldn't figure out why there were so many Fang Jings.
Fang Jing looked at this scene and sneered. The young man was still too young and didn't understand many things.
How did he know that there is a plug-in called time travel and rebirth? Once this plug-in is around, it is time to turn over.
It's just that the map is wrong. If it were in the world of Xianxia, Fang Jing would have to create a scene where a loser rises up and slaps his fiancée in the face, the protagonist should be treated properly, and his enemies would be killed one by one to gain experience.
In the previous life, this kind of calling system was not the top or most powerful calling system. With a "ding!", one would reach the pinnacle of life.