Chen Jun has extremely high talent in music, otherwise he would not have made the leap from a grassroots to a professional singer, but if his talent is too high, it would not be very friendly to Zhang Chiling.
She just 'sent away' Ma Xiaolong with her front foot, but was 'stabbed in the back' by her own daughter on the back foot. It was really tragic.
It's a bit miserable, but it's also really gratifying. What mother doesn't want her daughter to become a phoenix?
While she was relieved, her daughter's next stage of study became a big problem. Zhang Zhiling had not considered sending Chen Jun to a professional school for training for a period of time, but Chen Jun was too young and she was reluctant to let her child leave home. After thinking about it, she came up with the idea.
Ma Xiaolong.
Ma Xiaolong's musical literacy is not very high, he is almost like a monster. He has mastered singing, opera, and musical instruments before graduating from elementary school. He even learned to arrange music. Not to mention the songs in "The Legend of Sword and Fairy One"
She watched Ma Xiaolong create it with her own eyes. She even knew that Ma Xiaolong had registered many original songs. She only said that she would find a suitable opportunity to release the songs in the future.
With such a great talent, even if she only gives Chen Jun one hour of guidance every day, it will be enough for her to benefit a lot.
"Okay!" Ma Xiaolong smiled and rubbed Chen Jun's little head: "From now on, we will get up early every day and practice singing together. I will give you detailed guidance on the weekends."
"Yeah." Chen Jun happily leaned towards him and asked him to touch his head more.
Everyone saw this scene and had no reaction. For so many years, Chen Jun has been Ma Xiaolong's little tail. As long as Zhu Sha is not around, she will definitely follow him around all day long. Everyone is used to it.
"Xiaolong is willing to teach, so mom is relieved. Thank you Xiaolong." Zhang Chiling said with a smile.
"What are you talking about?" Ma Xiaolong didn't like hearing it anymore: "Why are you being so polite to your own son?"
"That's right." Liu Yingdao said, "If you don't speak the same language as one family, you are too polite."
Zhang Chiling chuckled: "It's my fault, then I'll leave Xiaojun to you."
"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Ma Xiaolong patted his chest: "I will definitely teach Xiaojun to become a future singing queen."
Everyone laughed, Chen Jun blushed and leaned against him again.
…
October 9, Monday, cold dew.
At dawn, Ma Xiaolong and Chen Jun went for a jog along the river. During the jogging process, they conducted vocal training and exercised the stability of their breath.
He plans to train Chen Jun into a singer with the ability to sing and dance. Now he sings while running, and in the future he will dance and sing at the same time.
When Chen Jun enters the music scene in the future, Chen Jun will have a concert sooner or later. He doesn't have enough physical fitness to persevere, so from now on, he will strengthen Chen Jun's physical training.
Of course, musical instruments also need to be practiced, and it doesn’t need to be too much. Just practice piano, pipa, guzheng, harp, flute, and xiao. As for instruments such as guitar and bass, it may be a bit of a personal bias. He thinks girls play the piano.
The guitar will reduce the graceful beauty of women.
Chen Jun is an introverted girl. Ever since Ma Xiaolong made her a piece of ancient costume three years ago, she has fallen in love with wearing ancient costumes and playing classical instruments. The guzheng, Yaoqin and konghou that Ma Xiaolong asked Zhang Chiling to buy have all become hers.
She has a good heart, and maybe affected by these things, her temperament gradually became a little more pure, which is also commonly known as Xian'er.
Ma Xiaolong was actually very surprised. Although Chen Jun was introverted in his previous life, his temperament was relatively weak and he did not have the feeling of being out of the world. This life has really changed.
After the morning exercise, Chen Jun was too tired to walk. Ma Xiaolong carried her home: "Singing is a strenuous job. Your physical strength is a bit weak. You need to practice more in the future. Otherwise, you will have to sing for two hours at a concert."
, how do you persist?”
"Yeah." Chen Jun pressed against his back, which was very warm.
Seeing Ma Xiaolong carrying her daughter home, Zhang Chiling was shocked: "What's wrong?"
"It's okay. Xiaojun's physical strength is a bit weak. He's been practicing hard." He put Chen Jun down and said, "Mom, let Xiaojun soak her feet. I'll get some wine and give Xiaojun a few massages."
"Oh, okay."
After a while, Ma Xiaolong brought some drinking wine from home. At this moment, Chen Jun was rolling up his long johns to soak his feet. His two calves were thicker than usual.
"Brother." Chen Jun put his calves together, a little embarrassed.
"Does your calf hurt?" Ma Xiaolong asked.
"It doesn't hurt, it's a little swollen." Chen Jun whispered.
"It's normal. I'll give you a few massages later and it'll be fine after a day."
"Um."
Not long after, Chen Jun lay on the bed, her face flushed, and asked Ma Xiaolong to massage her calves.
Ma Xiaolong's technique was expert and he quickly made her close her eyes comfortably and just want to sleep.
"Okay." Ma Xiaolong patted her calf and said, "Don't fall asleep, we still have to go to school!"
Chen Jun opened his eyes drowsily: "Brother, I'm sleepy."
"You should get up if you're sleepy. Be obedient and eat something. Let's go to school." Ma Xiaolong coaxed him a few words.
"Um."
Chen Jun is such a worry-free child. Ma Xiaolong has been muttering for so many years, how great it would be if his sister were Chen Jun. Ma Xiaofeng, that little phoenix, can climb as far as she can.
(Ma Xiaofeng scratched her butt while sleeping: "Hey hey hey, I won't go to school anymore..." Turned over and continued to sleep.)
…
Before half past seven, Ma Xiaolong walked into the classroom and found Zhusha already sitting in the classroom.
"Good morning, monitor!" A classmate took the initiative to greet him.
After his down-to-earth performance on the playground that day, his classmates no longer had any barriers to him, and they would take the initiative to say hello when they met.
"Good morning, why do you have dark circles under your eyes today? Did you stay up late?"
"Hey, I just played a little more games."
"Good morning, monitor."
"Morning, you look better than last week."
"Hehehe..."
Walking to his seat and sitting down, Zhu Sha looked at him with a smile: "The monitor is really popular."
"I can't help it. Who made us naturally beautiful, handsome, approachable and down-to-earth!" Ma Xiaolong clasped his crew cut with one hand: "Do you want to be as popular as me? I'll teach you!"
Cinnabar rolled his eyes and picked up the English book: "Dialogue."
"No problem. Good Cat Ning buys Furunde. Have you eaten it?"
"..."
Today, Monday, there is a flag-raising ceremony during recess. All students in the school must wear school uniforms. The freshmen of Ma Xiaolong's class are wearing blue and white school uniforms, which are timeless styles.
Many people in later generations felt that domestic school uniforms were too vulgar and not as good-looking as RB's, but they did not consider the cost of school uniforms at all.
There are many styles of RB school uniforms, including school uniforms, sportswear, uniforms, etc. There are also winter and summer styles, and they are all bought in sets. All added up, they cost thousands a year, which is unaffordable for many families in China.
What about domestic school uniforms? Now it only costs a few dozen yuan, but in the future it will only cost a hundred yuan. It can be worn for a year, which is economical and affordable.
It’s okay if you want to look good, just spend more money to go to a private high-end school, and they will give you whatever you want. But what Hua Xia School needs to consider is making the uniforms affordable for all students, and making them resistant to dirt and wear, and prohibiting both stepping and wearing.
Wow. What should I do? I can only choose sports uniforms.
On the entire playground, in addition to the blue and white ones for the first grade, there are also the green and white ones for the second grade, and the red and white ones for the third grade.
The school uniform for the second grade of junior high school is really not very good-looking.
As for the third grade of high school, their school uniform is not a typical sportswear, but a yellow jacket. Maybe when they first entered junior high school, the school did not have the concept of school uniforms, so they just got a jacket and it became a school uniform.
But the style of this jacket is quite nice.
After the flag-raising ceremony between classes, the girls who are close friends go to the toilet together. The boys with good kidneys play for a while and go back to the classroom, while the boys with bad kidneys go to the toilet.
Zhusha went to the toilet, and Ma Xiaolong returned to the classroom alone. As soon as he entered the classroom, he saw Dai Yu alone in the classroom, lowering his head and writing something.
"Hey, Sister Lin, what are you writing?" There was an aisle between the sixth and seventh rows, and Ma Xiaolong stopped by and said hello.
"..." Dai Yu raised his head and said helplessly: "My surname is Dai, not Lin."
"I know, what is Sister Lin writing about?" Ma Xiaolong happily leaned on the desk next to her and lowered his head to see that it was quite new.
"...classroom diary." Dai Yu said: "The study committee member of each class must write a classroom diary."
"This is the first time I heard about it." Ma Xiaolong was a poor student in his previous life. He had never seen this before. He glanced at it curiously. It looked quite simple.
"You happen to be here. I don't know a question, can you tell me about it?" Dai Yu didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes were suddenly full of fighting spirit and aggression.
"???" Ma Xiaolong said: "Is there any question you don't know? Take it out and take a look."
Dai Yu took out a math exercise book printed on A4 paper from his desk that looked like handwriting. He turned to page 12 and pointed to one of the questions: "I have been thinking about this question all night and have no clue.
Please help me take a look."
"..." Ma Xiaolong was dumbfounded: This... which master's handwriting exercise book is this?
"Where did you come from?"
"My dad gave it to me." Dai Yu said, "He is a high school mathematics teacher in No. 1 Middle School."
"..." No wonder you are a top student. It turns out you have a family background.
"How about I take it back and take a look at it and give you the answer later?" Ma Xiaolong asked.
Dai Yu nodded and handed him the exercise book: "Fourth PE class, you come back early."
"You're quite impatient." Ma Xiaolong took it and said, "Okay!"
I took the exercise book back to my seat. This exercise book was very thick, with more than a hundred pages. Looking at the questions, it not only included algebra for the first and second grades of junior high school, but also geometry for the third grade.
This... If I had such a father, even if I couldn't get into Qingbei, wouldn't I be able to get 985, 211 and so on?
Having said that, it seems that there are no 985 and 211 this year. Now the university basically says one, two, three...