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Chapter 69 Chapter Seventy
A big class, time is 10 minutes, divided into two small classes.

Zhu Zhenshan's lectures are of a very high level, simple and easy to understand, humorous, and the content of his lectures is not only in the textbooks, but he also sings a short part in the middle of the lecture from time to time.

Han Qiao has benefited a lot. There are some differences between the singing method of vocal music and the singing method of songs, but for Xiaomengxin, it is undoubtedly the art of vocalization.

A small class is 45 minutes long, with a 10-minute break in the middle.

Zhu Zhenshan announced the end of the get out of class, and the classroom exploded. This big class not only includes the opera department, but also the acting department and musical drama.

But in these three departments, Zeng Li beside Han Qiao is undoubtedly a man of the hour,
The youth and hormones of college are a torch that burns forever.

Han Qiao put down his pen, greedily absorbing the aftertaste of his youth. In his previous life, his college time was already ten years ago.

At this time, a stylishly dressed boy walked up to Han Qiao and smiled politely: "Classmate, can I change places with you? I am Luo Jing from the opera."

The classroom suddenly exploded. Obviously, Luo Jing is also a man of the hour.

Han Qiao glanced at Zeng Li, the girl was whispering to Hu Jing beside her.

"No problem, classmate, it's just, why do you want to sit in this seat?" Han Qiao thought that if the child really wanted to study, it wouldn't hurt to change the seat.

Luo Jing was confident and elegant, looked at Zeng Li eagerly, and said affectionately with a voice reciting poetry: "My Romeo, my light, where she is, is my dreamland."

Han Qiao suffered internal injuries: "So, you changed your seat just to sit next to her?"

Luo Jing nodded affectionately, the whole school knew about his pursuit of Zeng Li.

"That won't work." Han Qiao refused resolutely, and smiled: "Because I also want to sit next to her."

Han Qiao's words made the classroom cheer, and I don't know who whistled.

Luo Jing's expression was a little uneasy: "Student, did you do it on purpose?"

Han Qiao nodded: "I did it on purpose."

Fighting for girls in college, Han Qiao has done a lot in his previous life, and he can make people pissed off without doing anything.

Luo Jing's face turned dark, he said a harsh word, turned around and left.

I don't know who applauded in the classroom, and someone shouted: "Good job."

At this moment, the class bell rang, Zhu Zhenshan walked in, glanced at the lively atmosphere, smiled, and opened the textbook.

The class gradually quieted down. Zhu Zhenshan is a master of vocal music and has a status in Chinese opera. In his class, no one dared to disobey the discipline.

In the last class, Zhu Zhenshan talked about the bel canto of vocal music, and this class talks about the folk singing of vocal music.

Han Qiao was fascinated when he heard it. At this moment, someone rubbed his arm. Han Qiao looked at it. Zeng Li looked at the blackboard seriously, and quietly sent a note with his right hand.

Han Qiao glanced at the note, and the handwriting on the note was beautiful: "Are you Han Qiao???"

There are three greetings after the name, and Han Qiao replied on the paper: "Well, concentrate on listening to the class."

Zeng Li's hands were fast, she touched the note and looked at it, her ears were a little red, she took the note and concentrated on listening to the class.

The get out of class bell rang outside, get out of class was over.

Han Qiao put away his notebook. Zhu Zhenshan's lectures in these two classes were very detailed. Even though he had no foundation before, he still gained a lot.

"Han Bridge."

Han Qiao looked, it was Zeng Li.

"Hello, Zeng Li."

"You know me?" Zeng Li was a little strange.

She and Hu Jing looked familiar at Han Qiao, at first they thought it was a classmate, but after class, they took a closer look, only to find out that it was Long Sheng, a middle-level swimmer in the recently hit TV series "Little Li Flying Knife".

You Longsheng is also very popular in Chinese opera during this time, at least in the love letter Zeng Li received, there are many "Quotes from You Longsheng."

Han Qiao smiled: "Who doesn't know the belle of the Chinese opera school."

At this time, Hu Jing who was beside her also looked over. Hu Jing had a gentle personality, and her big eyes smiled like crescent moons: "Han Qiao, You Longsheng played by you is so handsome."

Han Qiao didn't expect Hu Jing to be his fan, and said with a smile, "Isn't he handsome?"

"They're all handsome."

Hu Jing felt a little hot on her face.

Zhu Zhenshan was at the door of the classroom, Han Qiao didn't dare to stay for long, and left his number in his notebook: "Zeng Li, Hu Jing, sorry, I'm a bit busy today, next time I have time to get together."

Han Qiao trotted to Zhu Zhenshan: "Mr. Zhu, I've been waiting for a long time."

Zhu Zhenshan was not surprised, he smiled and said: "My fair lady, a gentleman is so good."

Han Qiao smiled.

Zhu Zhenshan's office is in another building, and Han Qiao and Zhu Zhenshan are walking side by side on the campus of the Central Academy of Drama.

It snowed heavily last night, the campus was completely white, and the sycamore trees on both sides of the road were covered with white snow.

Zhu Zhenshan put his hands in his hands, and asked as he walked, "Han Qiao, have you been familiar with "Serving the Country with the Loyalty" before?"

Han Qiao nodded. Tu Honggang's "Loyalty to the Country" is also a classic in later generations. The whole song is full of enthusiasm and simple melody. Everyone can hum a few lines, but it is not easy to sing well.

"Mr. Zhu, I listened to you in class today, and I learned something. Please correct me later."

Zhu Zhenshan nodded. He observed Han Qiao specially in class. Han Qiao sat next to Zeng Li. He didn't have the frizz of a teenager, and he could still concentrate on listening to the lecture. This made him have a good impression of Han Qiao.

In Zhu Zhenshan's office, Han Qiao took off his coat.

Coughed a few times, opened his throat, and said, "The smoke is rising, look north and south."

"Dragon flag ticket, the horse neighs, and the sword's aura is like frost."

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Han Qiao's voice was low, and after singing "Serving the Country with Loyalty", a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

After hearing Han Qiao finish singing, Zhu Zhenshan nodded and said with a smile, "It's a good song."

"You can use your breath to make a sound, which is very good." Zhu Zhenshan pointed out to Han Qiao: "In the song "Serving the country with loyalty and dedication", the skill is secondary, and the momentum is the main thing."

"Singing this song, you must have the spirit of calming the world in your heart."

Zhu Zhenshan asked Han Qiao, "Han Qiao, can you drink?"

Han Qiao nodded: "I can drink a little."

"Just right." Zhu Zhenshan smiled, took out a bottle of white wine from the cabinet, and poured two glasses: "Come on, it's cold today, let's drink first."

Han Qiao picked up the cup and drank it down. The hot wine seemed to be on fire, and he broke out in a sweat.

Zhu Zhenshan took a sip of wine: "Now you try again?"

Han Qiao sighed: "Smoke is rising, Jiangshan..."

"It's not enough, keep drinking." After listening to a few words, Zhu Zhenshan filled another glass for Han Qiao.

Han Qiao drank it all down in one glass, the baijiu had a high alcohol content, and he was a little lightheaded after two glasses.

Zhu Zhenshan put down his drink and said with a smile, "Han Qiao, the breath of this song has to be pressed to the back of the throat and sink. Before singing, we should inhale first. When we inhale, it seems to be yelling..."

After Zhu Zhenshan demonstrated, Han Qiao listened to it, and felt that it was really different. Zhu Zhenshan's singing was soul-stirring, and his voice was more vigorous.

Zhu Zhenshan motioned for Han Qiao to sing.

At this time, Han Qiao was drinking on his head, and said: "The smoke is rising, looking north..."

Zhu Zhenshan beat the time, leading a few lines from time to time, and Han Qiao finished singing a song.

Zhu Zhenshan smiled and said, "This time is better than last time, but we still need to improve the pronunciation of the characters."

In the afternoon, ghosts and wolves howled from time to time in the teacher's building. Passing students stood in the snow, heard a few words, and couldn't help shouting: "Jiangshan North...Look"

　Chongqing is so hot,

　　going out at night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)