Classes start at 8:30 in the school, and students usually arrive at 8:00 because there are still twenty minutes of morning reading.

Fang Jing became the focus of the class as soon as he entered the door, with dozens of eyes staring at him. It was not that he was so handsome, but that he was just a simple young man's heart.

"This kid is ordinary and not as handsome as me, why didn't anyone ask me to go on TV? God is unfair!"

"Brother, you're so drunk that you don't urinate before going out. You don't urinate in the mirror, even if you have a shoe, rake, and face, you're so embarrassed to say that you're handsome, are you shameless?

I asked my new classmate to be quite energetic, with a straight facial features and a short stature, just a little black.”

"Wow! Catch a handsome guy, and no one of you will compete with me later." A girl with acne-faced face showed stars in her eyes.

"We don't like the poor boy in the countryside."

"That's right, can you eat it if you look good? It's not the fate of moving bricks in the future."

The students were talking all over the place, and the classroom was buzzing.

"Bang! Bang! Quiet!"

The head teacher Zhang Yan stood on the podium and knocked hard on the table. The sound suddenly disappeared and the pen fell and could be heard.

There was a camera filming, and their every word and action would be broadcast on TV. To avoid bad influence, the black-faced god greeted him two days ago. Anyone who dared to make him unhappy this week would make anyone unhappy this semester unhappy.

"I'll introduce it to you. This is Fang Jing, a new classmate in our class. Everyone welcomes you with applause!"

There was cheering in the audience, and several boys slapped the tables, and Zhang Yan rushed over with a look of his eyes, and immediately buried his head in a muffled voice and did not dare to act rashly.

"Haha! Fang Jing, don't be nervous. You are all classmates in the future. Come and say a few words to let everyone know each other."

After clearing his throat, Fang Jing walked onto the stage, "Good morning, classmates, my name is Fang Jing. I am seventeen years old this year, from Guizhou Province. Friends who have seen the Transformation Circle should know what I am here to do.

I would like to thank the program team for giving me great honor to be here to spend a week of a happy life with you.

I am a newcomer. If there are any offensive things, please forgive me, thank you!"

Crazy! At this moment, the applause was thundering, no matter whether it was sincere or not.

"Fang Jing, let me say a few more words. Your self-introduction is too short. Let me tell you about your interests, hobbies, or living habits."

Zhang Yan did not let Fang Jing go, and asked him to say more with a smile. In fact, this was also what the program team required.

Because Fang Jing’s introduction has no highlights at all, it cannot reflect the appearance of the children in the mountain village. What should we do at this time? Be unique and cry miserably! Just say how miserable it is.

"Uh! Okay, then I'll say a few more words. My home is in the mountains and the transportation is inconvenient. The nearest middle school is forty kilometers away from our village.

I have to go home every week. Well, I have no choice but to walk, I lack money, so if the school has an 800-meter long-distance race, I remember to come to me. I dare not say the first one, there is no problem with the first three.

When I got home, I helped me with farm work. After a day, I felt sore in my waist and back pain. I didn’t want to move when I lay down. Like Li Mi’s noble sentiment, I was destined to be out of reach with me…”

After talking for more than ten minutes, the students in the audience became more and more sad as they listened. "There is no peace and quiet, but someone is carrying the burden for you." Several girls burst into tears when they heard this.

The students in the class are not all wealthy families. Some live in rural areas, and their conditions are not much better than those in the scenery. They rely on hard work and endure countless days and nights to get the opportunity to study in this school.

"Ahem! It's almost done. If you have any ideas, please go down and communicate. Your English teacher has been standing for a long time." Zhang Yan interrupted Fang Jing.

"Wang Qiang, you are the class monitor. You should take care of your new classmates more often, do you know?"

"Don't worry, teacher, it's absolutely!" Wang Qiang smiled and said ok. He was from the three northeastern provinces, and he spoke pure Northeast dialect to guide the whole class's oral language. He chatted with him for less than half an hour, and no one did not go astray.

Fang Jing was arranged to the last row, not because there was no position, but the camera was about to take him into the camera at any time. If it was in front, the staff would block the other students' sight.

"stand up!"

"Hello teacher!"

"Now please turn the book to forty-six pages."

...

After one class, Jia Chun couldn't wait to turn around and chat with his new classmate.

"Hello, classmate, my name is Jia Chun. If you don't understand anything in the future, you can ask me."

"Hello, my name is Fang Jing."

"Hehe! I know you, I come from the countryside! But don't worry, I never look at whether he has money when making friends, because no matter how rich he is, he is not as rich as mine."

Fang Jing was stunned. When was the last time he heard such a pretentious word?

"A coincidence, I am just like you. I never look at whether the other party has money when making friends, because no matter how poor he is, I am not as poor as I am."

"Hahaha! You are so interesting. Don't leave during the break later. I'll invite you to have snacks."

...

In the morning, Fang Jing got along with many classmates. Perhaps because of curiosity, everyone was very interested in his experience.

When he heard Fang Jing say that their village had only been powered on in recent years, Jia Chun widened his eyes, as if he was seeing an alien.

But I heard that there is a river in their village. The water is clear and I can swim every summer and Jia Chun is envious again.

...

The afternoon was a music class. The music teacher who was often sick finally returned to the classroom and cheered for this.

Jia Chun kept thanking Fang Jing, saying that this was a benefit from him. If this show had not been on TV, it might have been the same as the physical education teacher, and the music teacher would have been sick.

"What a jasmine flower."

"What a jasmine flower."

"Jasmine flowers bloom but snow is white."

"I have the intention to pick a flower."

"I'm afraid that others will make me laugh."

...

The music teacher is a woman in her thirties. The classroom became quiet as soon as she opened her mouth. Fang Jing heard that this was a Suzhou folk song.

This one is his favorite song among so many versions of Jasmine, which was sung by the Black Duck group in the previous life.

After the song was sung, the teacher began to teach everyone to read aloud, mainly to correct their missounds.

A song has a straight and straight line, and requires a high degree of pronunciation. In fact, singing is also the best Mandarin teacher.

Fang Jing, a former life, was not good at Mandarin, so she practiced by listening to a lot of songs, so she finally took the path of anchors, singing and calling Lao Tie Liuliu every day.

After reading it several times and confirming that there is no wrong sound, the teacher began to teach everyone to sing one by one. Unfortunately, when he opened his mouth, he could not listen to it.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he is developing in all aspects and his voice is very rough, so only girls are better.

Hearing such a shocking voice, the music teacher smiled bitterly and shook her head. This scene made her ring when she first entered the music academy, the whole class was also yelling like this.

"Stop! Please let me go for a while, it's all numb. You need to talk about skills in singing, don't make a sound with your throat. It's too unpleasant.

Now everyone follows me, open their mouths and take a strong breath. Is it cool under the back of the mouth and the little tongue?

That's called the cool breeze point. When you speak, try to speak from that point. It's much better to sing it like this."
Chapter completed!