Although Kong Junxiang said yesterday that he only needs to arrive in the classroom before eight o'clock this morning.
But most of the students arrived in the classroom one after another before seven o'clock.
When Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng walked into the back door of the classroom, most of the people in the classroom were already seated.
"Zhu Yufei, call a few people over." When Li Luo passed by Zhu Yufei, he patted him on the shoulder, which frightened him.
Li Luo glanced down with a puzzled look on his face, only to realize that this kid was secretly playing with his mobile phone.
"Monitor, you scared me to death." Zhu Yufei turned around and found that it was Li Luo, and was speechless. "I thought it was Teacher Kong."
"What are you playing?" Li Luo looked closer curiously and found that this kid was actually reading an online article, "What kind of book is this?"
"'I'm Really Not a Celebrity' is pretty good-looking." Zhu Yufei secretly showed it to Li Luo, "The protagonist falls in love with three female celebrities, which is very exciting."
"It's so exciting, but I haven't pushed anyone yet." Zhang Guohuang complained, "The protagonist is a eunuch."
Li Luo: "...Where were you two watching?"
"A certain pavilion."
"Oh." Li Luo nodded, walked back to his seat expressionlessly, and put down his schoolbag, "You'd better put your phone away so that Teacher Kong doesn't find out."
"Don't worry, I'm very familiar with the experience of fighting wits and courage with teachers." Zhu Yufei winked at him, then stood up and called a few boys over, "Are you going to get your school uniforms?"
"Yes." Li Luo responded, silently put away his thoughts of assassinating them, and led the team towards the door, "Go to the playground and warehouse."
…
In the morning, Li Luo took people to pick up the school uniforms for Class 8, two sets per person, and distributed them to everyone.
At half past eight, the semester exams officially began, and the first exam was Chinese.
There will be a math test at one o'clock in the afternoon and an English test at three o'clock in the afternoon, and then it's over.
Because politics, history and science in junior high school will become six minor subjects in high school, we did not take the exam this time and only focused on the three main subjects.
For Li Luo, this is not a big or small piece of good news.
After all, Chinese and English are greatly affected by the memory palace. Even if you don't know the test questions in advance, you won't be much worse than when you took the high school entrance examination.
But things like math and science have suffered more.
But it was just a test at the beginning of the school year. Li Luo didn't care too much about his scores. As long as he studied hard after school started, with the ability of the Memory Palace, if he still couldn't study well, he would just find a piece of tofu and hit him to death.
In the past few days, apart from taking classes seriously after the exam, Li Luo's remaining energy was mainly focused on daily coding and the recording of the two songs.
However, there is another problem here...
"What you sing...has more problems."
On Tuesday, the day after the exams started, Yan Zhusheng and Li Luo took advantage of the lunch break to sneak into an empty classroom on the sixth floor to practice singing.
Because Yan Zhusheng has high requirements for songs, Li Luo has been practicing according to her standards for the past two days.
To be honest, his singing skills are definitely pretty good among ordinary people, but compared with professional players like Yan Zhusheng, they are completely outclassed.
"So how long do I have to practice?" Li Luo asked with a speechless face, "Isn't it said that many singers are god of war in the recording studio? Why don't you give me some training then?"
"It's always good to be more natural," Yan Zhusheng said, "and singing skills need to be practiced and improved slowly. If you start practicing now, there will definitely be no big progress this weekend, but over time, the improvement will be obvious in the future.
"
"Okay." Li Luo sighed, and then said, "But for the song "Rings of the Year", just record the version you sang. I will only record the song "Waiting for You to Get Out of Class"."
Yan Zhusheng didn't ask why. Hearing what he said, he just nodded and said, "Okay, but I also have another question here."
"What?"
"What does your song "Rings of the Year" mean?" Yan Zhusheng tilted his head and asked, "Sad, regretful, regretful mood?"
"Uh... just think of it as a sad song, that's pretty much it."
"But what I'm worst at is bitter love songs." Yan Zhusheng frowned.
After being reminded by Yan Zhusheng, Li Luo reacted.
Even ten years later, the short video songs that Yan Zhusheng posted online are often evaluated by netizens as "emotionless machines showing off their skills."
Let her sing a more passionate song that requires a high-pitched tone to climax, and she can use the texture of her tone to cover up this part of the problem.
But when it comes to love songs that require gentleness and tenderness, Yan Zhusheng is not good at it.
I can sing, but it doesn't have that flavor.
However, Li Luo does not require Yan Zhusheng to sing perfectly.
After all, her strength lies here, Li Luo just needs the song "Rings of the Year" to add some material to the online articles she writes.
He himself is actually quite curious. If such a popular song was originally created in an entertainment novel, would it still be as popular as before?
I don’t know how much this song can still sell for under this situation.
"However." Yan Zhusheng suddenly said, "If I sing a bitter love song, there is another way."
"What can I do?" Li Luo was stunned for a moment and asked curiously.
Yan Zhusheng tilted his head and looked at Li Luo. After thinking for a while, he suddenly said to Li Luo: "I like you."
Li Luo felt his heart skip a beat: "...ah?"
"You have to reject me." Yan Zhusheng frowned, and started discussing with Li Luo seriously, "I have read some novels, and the heroine will feel very uncomfortable when her relationship is frustrated. I have to find that feeling."
Li Luo twitched the corner of his mouth, wondering what kind of crooked way this was, and couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing?"
"Scenario substitution?" Yan Zhusheng blinked, "Anyway, give it a try."
"Okay." Li Luo swallowed, and suddenly sat upright, his expression a little more serious, "Come on, I'm ready."
"Okay." Seeing that he was so serious, Yan Zhusheng calmed down and took a deep breath before looking at him again, "Li Luo, I like you."
to be honest.
Even if it's fake, being confessed by a girl like Yan Zhusheng still makes people's hearts beat faster.
The sunlight from the lunch break shone slantly in from the window and fell on the profile of Yan Zhusheng's face at this moment. The light and shadow were perfectly intertwined on her fair face.
Makes people subconsciously hold their breath.
Li Luo looked away and said with difficulty: "I'm sorry, I have someone I like."
When Yan Zhusheng heard what he said, he closed his eyes silently.
She picked up the guitar beside her and slowly plucked her fingers on the strings.
In his mind, he tried hard to recall the various painful scenes he had seen, and combined with the feeling of being rejected when he had just confessed his love, as the emotions surged, Yan Zhusheng pursed his lips lightly, with a bit of bitterness:
"Circles are outlined into fingerprints~"
"Printed on my lips~"
Li Luo, standing opposite, was stunned, feeling the subtle emotions contained in the lyrics, and was a little surprised.
No...is it really useful?
Chapter completed!