I am reborn and just want to concentrate on my studies

There is an additional chapter, which is being written...

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Ma Siyu was drawing the blackboard newspaper stroke by stroke. Sure enough, as she said, the blackboard informed her that she had packed it... and she had no intention of bothering anyone else.

Ma Siyu stepped on the chair and drew a girl flying a kite. The girl's expression was extremely innocent. Since she showed her true nature during the last fight, she has looked soft and waxy most of the time in this class... She has short hair with bangs, fair skin, and speaks softly. In the class, except for occasionally seeing Yi Yang smiling silly , and don’t talk much most of the time——

While she was painting, she was living like a painting.

Sun Peng just stared at Ma Siyu, so beautiful, so beautiful... He thought, how could there be such a beautiful girl in this world. Ning Luoqiu is also good-looking, but it has been proved that those three girls can't get it through hard work... Ma Siyu may not be the same, but there is a little room for imagination.

After drawing the last line to hold the kite, Ma Siyu jumped down from the desk with such a heroic appearance that Liang Sun Peng's heart was lifted.

Afterwards, Ma Siyu walked up to the podium and said, "Has anyone signed up for the New Year's Day party?"

And no one responded.

Sun Peng actually wanted to raise his hand, because the literary and art committee was probably fully involved in this matter, so he would have more opportunities to be alone with Ma Siyu, but he had no skills and could only shout 666 in vain.

Seeing this, Ma Siyu nodded: "Okay... Then I will report the results to Teacher Liu."

…

Liu Donghong was reading a magazine when Ma Siyu knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

"Teacher Liu……"

"Hmm. What's the matter?"

Ma Siyu did not show the nervous look that students often show when facing teachers. She often dealt with those fierce teachers, so she was naturally very relaxed when facing Liu Donghong.

"The blackboard newspaper has been finished, and there is still something to do about the New Year's Day party... Well, no one has signed up."

Liu Donghong showed a slightly surprised expression: "No one signed up..."

"Yes." Ma Siyu quietly waited for Liu Donghong's next instructions.

Liu Donghong frowned slightly...

Not good news of course. Although the occasional New Year's Day party in previous years was just a formality, and the grades of the students in the class were more affected by the end-of-year evaluation, the school takes this New Year's Day party very seriously, because it will invite the provincial capital to provide assistance. The leaders of the middle school are here. It would be a good thing if any students in the class can step on this stage...

Although she can't think of any specific benefits yet, the head teachers of other classes are focusing on this... She feels that at this time, she should just go with the flow.

Although there is still a round of elimination, it is still quite shameful if there are no people to compete... The school probably doesn't think that the situation of each class is different, maybe they just don't have the talent... Questions like this, if no one signed up, it is very likely that the teacher of that class does not care and does not care.

In the eyes of leaders, this is a matter of attitude towards implementing requirements.

Talent is like water in a sponge, it will always be there if you squeeze it.

Somewhat nerve-wracking. Liu Donghong said: "Okay, you go back first."

Ma Siyu nodded and turned around.

Looking at Ma Siyu's back, Liu Donghong fell into deep thought again.

This time I was thinking about Ma Siyu...

Originally, she did not have any hope for students like Ma Siyu, but after contacting her during this period, she found that she seemed to be wrong again... Ma Siyu's performance improvement was still somewhat obvious, and she also heard from some subject teachers that Ma Siyu I never do anything unrelated to the class in class...most of the time I am listening to the class, and occasionally I am found to be distracted.

Being distracted is naturally no big deal. Even Luo Luoyue and Luo Bing were often caught distracted by her.

If this is the case, Ma Siyu is also a very good student... I can't help but think of the Ma Siyu described by the class teacher of Class 4 before. Of course, there is no doubt that the words of the fourth class teacher are true, so Ma Siyu's current performance can be judged as a change of a prodigal daughter.

It feels like a great achievement... Although I can’t think of what I did to make her come back from her lost ways, but it’s probably her own fault. Maybe it’s the atmosphere of class one, or maybe it’s the occasional reminders during class. ...Anyway, that bad girl can't become good without any reason. And because she suddenly changed into a different person when she was in her own class, she could only find the reason from her superb educational art.

Of course, you still have to be humble and modest.

One Yi Yang, one Ma Siyu... they all became better under their own education.

Maybe it really has the charm to make a lost boy come back.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

Perhaps, probably, many years later she will regret her thoughts at the moment...if she takes the initiative to accept those troubled teenagers...

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During the class meeting, Liu Donghong saw Ma Siyu's blackboard newspaper, showed a satisfied expression, and praised: "Our blackboard newspaper is very good! Please applaud and express your gratitude to the entertainment committee members for their hard work!"

Thunderous applause.

Ma Siyu seemed a little at a loss... When she was in Class 4, even if she had painting skills, she didn't have the opportunity to show it off like this, let alone be praised by the whole class. She looked at Yi Yang from a distance, and many people turned to look at her... In the expectant eyes, Yi Yang also turned around and smiled at her.

Ah...it's worth it.

Ma Siyu was very satisfied for a moment.

Later, Liu Donghong got down to business: "I just learned that no one in our class has signed up for the New Year's Day party..."

For a moment, the class fell silent.

Liu Donghong adjusted his glasses and said, "I hope everyone understands that this is a great opportunity. If you have talents, you should boldly sign up and show them. It doesn't matter even if you are not selected."

Still silent...

Liu Donghong sighed and said, "If that's the case...then I'll just order a dozen or twenty people to perform a chorus."

For a moment, everyone showed signs of frustration, and they all said in a long voice: "Ah~?"

Then a guy shouted: "Ning Zhixin can play the piano!"

Ning Zhixin frowned cutely and glanced at the guy who jumped on the street again. He was the same guy who made fun of him when he was elected to the literary and art committee last time... He couldn't help but whisper -

"Depend on……"

Hearing the commotion, Liu Donghong's eyes lit up and he turned his attention to Ning Zhixin.

Ning Zhixin blushed, shook her head and said, "I...I can't..."

"Zhi Xin...be bolder."

Ning Zhixin looked embarrassed and said, "I...I can't do it alone."

Oh, forget it, risk it all, there was actually a moment when she longed for the stage... She raised her head: "Forget it... let's try it, but I can't do it alone."

He looked at Yi Yang and Zhang Bu Shou.

…

Regarding attending the New Year's Day party, no matter how extravagantly the teacher boasted about the benefits behind it, Yi Yang still had the clarity that belongs to an adult.

Naturally, I didn’t quite believe what Liu Donghong said. If he performed well at the New Year’s Day party, he would be able to get an exchange opportunity in the next semester.

Well, of course it’s not easy to think too much about the reason… the characteristics of Chinese society.

But communication is still very attractive. The senior high school department of No. 1 Middle School in the provincial capital, even among high schools across the country, can be squeezed into the top dozens of key high schools. Going for two weeks of exchange will certainly not lead to some astonishing improvement in grades... But in that short period The more than ten days there will broaden your horizons. There are top teachers and students in the country gathered there. It will be a very good thing to observe their study and life.

Yi Yang believed that the head teacher could still say something about exchange students, but the weight probably wouldn't be particularly high.

However, this time Yi Yang's experience was really wrong.

In fact, the school does have this consideration...

Let’s look at this from another angle. The meaning of exchange is to exchange students from two schools and stay in each other's school for more than ten days. In this process, no matter what the starting point of thinking, the schools that are worse still hope that the students sent there will be better for them. The school strives for a little glory... In terms of grades, this is difficult to achieve.

In this way, students who can enter the provincial capital No. 1 Middle School, even if they are in the junior high school, there are not many clues yet, and they are probably students with extremely strong learning ability. If they have to prove that Qinghe County is not bad in terms of grades, they are not considered a good student. choose. Therefore, we can try to gain some face back from Qinghe Junior High School in other aspects, such as talent.

Qinghe County is a strong sports county and also has a good talent atmosphere. It is close to the inhabited areas of ethnic minorities and has a good cultural atmosphere. There are dances and folk songs that have applied for the World Cultural Heritage List. The school wants to recruit a few students from these aspects. past.

Yi Yang naturally didn't think too much at this time, but when Ning Zhixin looked over, he still agreed.

But think about it from other aspects.

It is understood that many top students with excellent academic performance often have great abilities outside of studies... Even Luo Bing, who looks dull, is actually one of the top ten players in the global Minesweeper game record.

Naturally, I didn't expect to rely on this for a living one day, but now while I'm young and the academic pressure isn't too great, I can let myself be a little wild like a real junior high school student.

So young.

Moreover, for some reason, Yi Yang felt from Ning Zhixin's eyes that she actually wanted to participate.

Humans are complex animals, and women are even more complex animals.

Besides, the ultimate meaning of forming a band is to perform on stage, otherwise it will become a meaningless waste.

And... you may not be able to choose.

The relationship between the three of them was generally clear, but Liu Donghong was still a little confused at this time, and asked in disbelief: "You mean... you three are participating together?"

"Well..." Ning Zhixin nodded sheepishly.

For a moment, Liu Donghong didn't know what emotion to feel... She didn't expect that Yi Yang could also play the guitar. My impression of him needs to change again...it's outrageous. At the beginning of school, he was a gangster, then he became the fourth-best boy in the class, and then he also learned to play guitar...

She had learned to play a musical instrument before, when she was very young. Liu Donghong knows how much sweat it takes to learn an instrument. She was the kind of child who didn't persevere... String music, the pain caused by pressing the strings when you first learn is enough to extinguish the enthusiasm of a group of beginners.

However, what is even more surprising is Zhang Bushou.

My impression of Zhang Bushou has always been that of a relatively stupid student who doesn't focus on studying... and probably won't have much success in the future. At this point, she never instills chicken soup for the soul into herself. She feels that this is not bias. When evaluating a student, she thinks she is relatively objective.

Drum set...

"What show are you going to perform?" Liu Donghong asked.

Yi Yang and Ning Zhixin looked at each other. Zhang Bushou also wanted to look at them, but no one looked at him, so he sighed quietly.

The look in Ning Zhixin's eyes probably meant: You decide.

In fact, it makes sense. We should choose songs that he, the lead singer, can sing.

Yi Yang thought for a while.

First of all, songs from the future don't have to be considered. In fact... plagiarizing songs that haven't been released yet is probably not a wise choice. The past few years are almost the last glorious period of the Chinese music scene. Going forward, there are actually fewer and fewer good songs... In this era of gods fighting, subsequent songs will probably not have any advantages.

From the time a song comes out to the time it reaches a high level of popularity in a certain circle, it requires the blessing of many factors. This does not mean that a certain popular song in the future will definitely become popular today. Many songs become popular due to great coincidences. However, they were not popular at the time and will become obsolete after a while. And...at his current level, he is still unable to compose a future song independently.

I didn't understand much before, but now Yi Yang knows that even if he writes a song, if there is no record company to produce it, no good arranger to find, and no promotion resources, it is very likely that a song that will be very popular in the future will only become popular. It can be crudely made and posted on the Internet casually, and you can try your luck to see if anyone can find it...

Looking for coolness.

Whether a song sounds good or not is determined by many dimensions, among which arrangement and production are very important. Through excellent production and arrangement, the audience may be given two completely different works.

A set of guitar strums are looped to death... This is an arrangement; smooth progression, reflection, inversion, expansion and contraction, modulation, off-key, variation and other techniques, pentatonic scale, Chinese national instruments, emphasizing the rhythm of the drum , R # B, Hip-hop style, if there are some exotic songs, add some exotic instruments, and make the arrangement more psychedelic... Various high-level operations are also arrangements.

Different.

A so-called creator like Li Yuanjie doesn't even understand what a first-degree chord is. In the eyes of people who know music, he is really embarrassed.

Although it is not that I have never thought about plagiarizing some future songs, making money and then whatever... On the one hand, it requires the accumulation of worthy basic music skills, on the other hand... being famous or something, in fact, there is some resistance, the only thing The advantage is probably that the money comes in faster. But I also understand that if you really take that path, you will often have no control over it. Putting aside whether he can take this path, it is not the life he pursues in the first place. It's acceptable to make a little money by copying one or two songs, but he still hopes to go further in his studies... Even if he really wants to become famous, a singer with a prestigious school background like Li Jian would be more in line with his pursuit.

That's too far.

In short, you still have to stick to your heart.

Thinking of this, Yi Yang said: "Teacher, let's choose the original dream."

I didn't discuss it with Ning Zhixin and Zhang Bushou, but it was indeed a very good choice.

Liu Donghong thought about it. This song came out a few years ago. Although it was not very popular at the time, it has become more and more popular in the school in recent years. Because the lyrics are very inspirational, many students like to use this song as a Class song.

not bad.

Liu Donghong said: "Okay. There is probably more than a month left, Ma Siyu..."

"Arrived!" Ma Siyu looked expectant.

Liu Donghong didn't know what Ma Siyu's expression meant, and didn't think much about it. Said: "During this period, as the literary and art committee member, you should help them rehearse their programs."

"OK……"

Ma Siyu nodded, then looked at Yi Yang.