Because the person who invigilated the exam was Liu Lei, Zhou Xing passed the exam with a near miss.
Off campus.
In the private room of a fly tavern.
Zhou Xing and Min Sishi were sitting there, while Deng Jian was alone.
But he's already used to it.
He was devouring the food in front of him, and while eating, he praised: "The taste is actually pretty good. I didn't expect it to be made in a small place like this... The taste of the food is also unique, with a strong smell of fireworks."
Min Sishi snuggled close to Zhou Xing, blinking and caring about him: "Husband, how did you do in the final exam? Is it difficult? After all, you haven't had much class in school?"
"Ahem..."
Zhou Xing coughed slightly when he heard the words, recalled the scene in the morning, nodded immediately and said: "Not bad, I guess there is no problem."
I should be able to pass it...
It looks like Liu Lei's attitude.
In fact.
Compared with the strictness in high school, teachers in universities, except for some who are strict, most teachers are racking their brains, thinking about how to make their students pass, giving as many points as possible, trying to pass, and not fail.
Just study.
Liu Lei, as the class teacher, personally came forward to help him cheat and pointed out the answers.
Presumably other teachers... won't embarrass him too much over this.
Otherwise, the first semester of college.
A total of six subjects...he failed all of them. Although it has no impact on him, it will definitely become news on the Internet.
"Our final exam should be within reach."
Deng Jian wiped his mouth and interjected: "Speaking of which, he is also in the glory of Lao Zhou. If it weren't for him, the class teacher wouldn't have pointed out the answers to us, so the exam went so smoothly... Since everything
It’s already filled up, so it’s definitely not difficult to pass.”
He smiled with satisfaction.
As expected, if you follow Zhou Xing, you will be blessed.
Now that he's back home, he doesn't have to worry about having a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots that his parents thoughtfully prepared for him after his results come out.
"The class instructor points out the answers...can this still happen?"
Min Sishi was a little stunned, her pupils dilated slightly, and she was obviously a little shocked.
She is in school until her junior year and will soon be her senior year.
But I have never heard anything like this.
But think about it carefully... When Zhou Xing made the donation, he was chatting and laughing with the principals and deans.
Min Sishi just felt that it made sense again.
Zhou Xing glanced at Deng Jian.
This guy is indeed a big sieve. He can't hide any words in his mouth and they are immediately poked out.
I didn't know how to take the exam, so I relied on the class teacher to barely pass.
This is not a glorious thing, but when Deng Jian came here, he wanted to publicize it.
Zhou Xing frowned slightly.
The Conservatory of Music......not only has competitions, but also interviews.
Music performance major.
Everyone will use their own special skills to choose an instrument and play it.
Or we can arrange a musical together.
Or sing solo.
There will be dedicated teachers on the stage who will grade the students' performances, which is almost the same as during the art exam, even more strict.
After all, it is necessary to test the students' mastery of knowledge in the new semester.
This gave him a headache.
It's better... I won't take part in the final exam and fly directly to Kyoto.
This seems like a good choice.
After struggling for a moment.
Zhou Xing was about to give up when he received a call from his class teacher Liu Lei.
Liu Lei first briefly greeted Zhou Xing.
Then he asked...if he had time next, and vaguely revealed that he hoped Zhou Xing would continue to take the final exam.
Shanghai Conservatory of Music.
The final exam itself every year attracts a lot of attention.
Especially in this session.
In the new life, Zhou Xing still exists.
Attention has skyrocketed.
Although Zhou Xing can choose not to take the final exam, it doesn't matter, but if word gets out... it won't be too glorious for either the music school or Zhou Xing's own reputation.
susceptible to certain influences.
If... nothing happens, you can stick to it.
Liu Lei also secretly reminded Zhou Xing.
As long as Zhou Xing participated in the remaining final exams, the dean had already given him a greeting in advance.
Teachers will also invariably relax the examination rules.
The interview...grading power is all in the hands of the teacher. It is up to them to decide whether it is good or not.
Hearing Liu Lei say this, he also made some requests.
Zhou Xing temporarily gave up the idea of not taking the final exam and planned to go to the site to take a look in the afternoon.
............
afternoon.
In the exam room for the final exam.
Many students gathered in one place.
Directly in front, there is a table with three teachers sitting on it. They all have straight and serious faces.
The students felt as if they had returned to the days when they were taking art exams, and they all looked a little nervous.
The originally planned program frequently made mistakes.
no doubt.
They attracted severe criticism from the teachers, who showed no mercy at all.
The scores are even lower than the last.
The students all lowered their heads in frustration, not knowing what to say.
Soon, it was Deng Jian's turn.
Deng Jian is holding a guitar.
There was still a smile on his face, he didn't look nervous at all, and he was confident of winning.
After you go up and introduce yourself.
Just strumming the guitar.
Deng Jian played a relatively complete section of "White Birch Forest", and it was obvious that he had also worked hard on this aspect.
It's just a pity.
The three teachers still didn't show any emotion. After Deng Jian finished playing, they criticized mercilessly: "The technique is unfamiliar, and a piece of music for beginners can't be played completely. What's more, we have no soul and emotion."
I can’t even hear you, you can even play the simplest guitar like this, what have you been doing this whole semester.”
The shouts of curses swept down.
Deng Jian couldn't laugh anymore either.
He didn't expect...these three teachers to be so strict.
After the three people discussed it, they directly gave the score.
42 points.
Deng Jian opened his mouth, but could only say thank you to the teacher, and then walked off the stage with a depressed look on his face.
He handed the guitar in his hand to Zhou Xing.
Seeing Zhou Xing come on stage holding his guitar, he instantly became happy again.
Zhou Xing's level is probably not as good as his own, so wouldn't he be severely criticized by the teacher?
It may be uncomfortable for a person to be scolded.
But if you have a friend with you, you won't feel this way anymore and you will just feel happy.
Deng Jian touched his chin, waiting for Zhou Xing to recreate his scene.
Then I saw Zhou Xing, holding a guitar... groping for a long time, seeming to be recalling the music.
Deng Jian was happy when he saw this scene.
I can't even remember the music. Now that I'm stable, I shouldn't be the worst offender.
After a while.
Zhou Xing strummed the guitar.
A piece of cheerful music played.
Deng Jian's ears moved and he heard the song "Childhood".
An expert knows the way.
As soon as he heard it, he could tell that Zhou Xing was not familiar with the music, and his playing was a bit choppy.
I managed to play a piece of music fairly well, but I was severely criticized.
Zhou Xing was worse than himself.
It must not be much better, thinking of this... Deng Jian grinned, showing a row of white teeth.
Suddenly.
In the middle of Zhou Xing's playing, the teacher sitting in the middle suddenly stood up and interrupted Zhou Xing's playing.
Deng Jian smiled happily when he saw this.
It seems that the teacher... can't stand listening anymore.
next moment.
He heard the teacher say with a serious face: "Very good!"
"Although there are many flaws in the technique, these can all be made up for by acquired skills. From this piece of music, the most valuable thing is that I can hear rich and layered emotions. This is not through
Learning can be obtained, it is innate."
"The most important thing about music is emotion. Skills are just a way to vent your emotions. It's really not easy for you to be able to pour out your emotions so intensely when your skills are so unfamiliar."
"So I am going to give you 80 points, and the remaining 20 points...if your skills can be improved a little, I will definitely give you full marks."
The other two teachers also smiled and nodded in agreement.
Deng Jian had a dull look on his face, his eyes widened in disbelief.