"Why do celebrities have different voices when they sing? It's because they have professional vocal skills, including breath, breathing, range, and resonance, which 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 something that shows off one’s face like singing? KTV Maiba said it’s very honorable to go out. For boys, this is simply a great tool for picking up girls.
Have you ever seen that in the 1980s and 1990s, college students in white shirts each had a guitar, causing many girls to howl?
In that literary and artistic era, singing and playing football were the biggest fun. Among the crowd, if anyone could play two songs, he would definitely be the most handsome boy that day.
Nowadays, the female voice is the loudest in the class, and her eyes are full of longing. Who didn't dream of being a star when they were young? Even if you can't be a star, it's good to be able to sing and show off.
"What a pity! Not everyone has a good singing voice." Fang Jing shook his head in the last row.
Vocal skills are only an auxiliary. What really determines whether you can sing well is talent. Some people are born with good voices, and they make people intoxicated when they speak. It is commonly said that God rewards them with food.
And some people have average voices, and it will be useless to practice them all their lives. No matter how bad they are, they still need to have characteristics, such as vicissitudes of life, gentleness, delicateness, and crispness.
In his previous life, Fang Jing went to a university music teacher to have his voice tested. Unfortunately, there was a knot in one-third of his throat, and he was destined to be unable to eat this bowl of rice.
Unwilling to be reconciled, he spent his savings to participate in various music training classes, and finally went to work as an anchor on the Shark Platform, but unfortunately he remained tepid.
In this life, he was born with greater advantages than in his previous life. He had a much better-looking face and a better voice. In addition, he often practiced opening his voice, and his singing skills improved a lot. Professional singers cannot compare, but they are also top-notch among amateurs.
"But!" The music teacher watched everyone pause for a few seconds and smiled mysteriously, "I won't teach you any of this."
"Ah!! Why?"
"What age is this? Teacher, you are still hiding this little effort."
"That's right, teacher, you'd better teach us. Maybe in the future our class will have a few stars, and if you tell the truth, your old face will look good!"
"Teacher, I suddenly feel that I have this talent. You are killing my dream of becoming a singer."
"Okay, okay! 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 you, Mr. Zhang, you will come to settle accounts with me. Now that you are in your second year of high school, next year you will have to take the college entrance examination.
Study hard and seize the time to review. Let’s talk about singing and other things after the college entrance examination. When the time comes, you can come to me and I promise to tell you everything I know.
Now you'd better practice this song and I'll teach you this song. I'll call on you to sing it later, and there will be punishment for anyone who doesn't know how to sing it."
"Teacher, what's the punishment? It won't be running and push-ups, right?"
"What are you talking about? It's not that serious." Glancing at the camera, the music teacher felt guilty.
"I won't be the judge. You decide for yourself whether it's good or bad. If it's not good, prepare a joke or talent."
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"Brother Xiao Ming, we will watch your performance soon. You will definitely sweep the world with your mouth, and there will be no single enemy."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Keep a low profile, keep a low profile, do you understand?" Wang Xiaoming, the labor committee member, wearing glasses, waved his hands calmly.
This kind of occasion has always been the home ground for activists like them. They have good grades and study stupidly every day. How can they sing any songs!
"Wang Xiaoming, I don't like what you say. Do you think I, Jia Chun, am a vegetarian? Besides, can you sing? Do you know how many strings a guitar has?"
Jia Chun, the fat tiger from Class 3, spoke up! Others would avoid this kind of thing, so naughty students like them liked to get in on it.
"How about a competition?"
"Let's compare, who is afraid of whom?"
"Fat brother is mighty!"
"Brother Xiao Ming is domineering!"
Supporters and cheerleaders from both sides took the stage.
Seeing this situation, the music teacher couldn't laugh or cry, "Okay, don't argue anymore! How about the girls choose a representative, the boys choose a representative, and the winner will be decided in the final competition."
"Okay! I will be the first to recommend Gong Yu, the literary and art committee member."
"I choose Gong Yu too!"
"We girls all choose Gong Yu!!"
Immediately, more than a dozen brothers 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 sits quietly, smiling and nodding.
She has delicate facial features and fair skin. She has a calm temperament when she sits upright. She is not annoyed when faced with the booing from her classmates. She just smiles and says that she doesn't sing well.
"Tsk tsk! With this good looks, you can make your debut." Fang Jing leaned on the table and smacked his lips.
"That's right! She is the beauty of our class and has a very good personality. Let me tell you, don't hit her!" Fat Hu turned around and nailed Fang Jing, giving him a heartfelt warning.
Fang Jing:……
"As for that? I just said it casually. Do you think she likes me, a poor boy from the valley?"
"You are self-aware! If you really dare to flirt with her, we will break off our friendship. By the way, vote for me later. I want to be on the same stage as the goddess."
"Don't worry, it's fine!"
After choosing the female representatives, we started to select the male representatives. Not surprisingly, Fat Hu and Wang Xiaoming were the most popular. They were in a verbal battle, and neither of them would admit defeat.
"Why don't you choose Fangjing!"
I don't know who said something, and everyone was stunned.
The teacher also nodded secretly. He was careless just now. He is the protagonist in these seven days. What are they trying to grab for?
The program crew only filmed their class because of Fang Jing. What's the point of leaving Fang Jing alone now? The principal knew not to exploit her.
If you give more panoramic shots, the program team will be happy, the school will be happy, the leaders will be happy, and everyone will be happy, wouldn’t that be great?
"Ahem! This classmate's suggestion is good. Fang Jing is a guest from afar, so he should participate. Everyone applauds and encourages."
"Pah! Pah! Pah!!!"
After a while of palming, Fat Tiger lay down on the table as weakly as an eggplant beaten by frost, looking at Fang Jing with resentful little eyes.
"Fang Jing, don't be nervous. Just think of it as a cattle herding slope. Just sing how you usually sing today."
Whole class:……
"puff!"
The program staff laughed.
The teacher also laughed when he realized what he had said, and then the whole class laughed.
"That's okay, I won't refuse, but ladies are given priority. I'll sing after classmate Gong Yu finishes singing."
"Can!"
The teacher nodded. She thought Fang Jing couldn't let go and was a little timid, so she let Gong Yu come first.
But that’s okay. If you stutter for a long time and can’t say a word, then you really messed up.
Gong Yu came on stage, bowed with a smile, and then started singing.
"What a jasmine flower."
"What a jasmine flower."
"The flowers and plants in the garden are not as white as it."
"I am willing to pick one and wear it."
"I'm afraid that others will scold me."
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The cool and distant singing echoed in the classroom, making people feel relaxed and happy, and they couldn't bear to interrupt it.
In addition, adolescent girls are full of energy, beautiful people and sweet songs, so there is no need to compare with Fang Jing to lose.
This has nothing to do with technique, no matter how good Fang Jing sings, it’s just like the anchor Timo and Liu singing and meowing together, who would you like to listen to?