Liang Boqiu looked at the huge staircase classroom, and several students who were sitting upright but still looked confused. In his helplessness, he couldn't help but sigh deeply.

This is the time he sighed so long after he came to Lianhua City No. 1 Middle School.

Hao Jun's promise to be his student is also something he recognized. Several students in the training class and several important members of the fan club such as Zhao Wenjie became his attendees.

He didn't care too much about these things, but the longing and excitement of a future genius had long since begun to unearth.

Hao Jun was once guilty and explained to Liang Boqiu how he did not have talent at all!

However, Liang Boqiu had to cruelly accept the fact that Hao Jun knew almost nothing about music.

He is a man with a temper. After scolding Hao Jun a few times, he can finally confirm that Hao Jun is indeed pitiful and has no foundation in composition. Liang Boqiu still has this confidence in his own musical ability and perception of talent.

He felt incredible and tried to explore in various ways whether there was an unknown composing master around Hao Jun. After all, this was the only reason in his mind that he thought could be explained, and it was also his only hope that he was still at Lotus No. 1 Middle School.

"A song can show different ways with different rhythms, but basically the beats are the same. Everyone is familiar with this song. The first section of it takes 4/4 beats..."

Liang Boqiu felt that he had undoubtedly transformed into a basic music teacher in a school, popularizing simple music theory knowledge to these ignorant children.

Hao Jun followed Liang Boqiu and started his palms, followed the rhythm, catered to the rules, and looked serious. He could almost be convinced that he had never listened to the lecture seriously. He actually felt a little guilty. After all, he was the culprit of Teacher Liang's "cruel" experience at this moment!

He has become a punching bag for no reason several times!

But he can't blame him for this. This is indeed the greatest enthusiasm for learning that he has shown, and he cannot correct the mistakes made by other classmates in time!

In short, the cruelty he expected was indeed happening.

As for what he had thought about in his mind at the beginning, maybe he might really have hidden musical talent, he could only use a few words to describe his thoughts at that time: bullshit, nonsense, delusion!

Reality is often extremely cruel!

This time, the Lotus City New Year's Day Gala, Teacher Zhao Le learned from the school, was a preview of the Lotus City Gala on New Year's Eve on 2000, and it was also the first grand event in the new century. It was organized by the Publicity Department of the Lotus City Party Committee and actively cooperated with units at all levels in the Lotus City, including major colleges and universities, major institutions, major government departments, major social groups, etc., which has a little competitive meaning in competition. Good programs can go directly to the New Millennium Spring Festival Gala in Lianhua City.

In this way, the city’s No. 1 Middle School school attaches great importance to the tasks assigned by its superiors this time. As the number one high school in Lianhua City, it not only has to take the top spot in the admission rate of previous years, but also has to be inferior to all students’ ideological quality education and cultural and entertainment activities. This is a good opportunity to demonstrate students’ comprehensive qualities and the excellent leadership ability of the city’s No. 1 Middle School school.

The leaders of No. 1 Middle School obviously knew that all eggs should not be placed in the same basket. In this way, the fan club was honored to be assigned to the first official task recognized by the school, and arranged a program that combines education and entertainment and is in line with the mainstream.

The city’s No. 1 Middle School did not take extreme actions because of Teacher Zhao Le’s “bending”, and to a large extent, this was actually considered.

The pressure on the main members of the fan club, including Zhao Wenjie and Xia Yuqing, suddenly increased significantly. In fact, in detail, even though it has developed step by step from the fan club to the current momentum, the two have never had such a heavy psychological burden. It is related to themselves. Their fan club and even the entire No. 1 Middle School. For the first time, the two began to consciously reflect on whether joining the official sequence of No. 1 Middle School of the City was a correct and wise choice, because they regret it slightly now.

The world is always full of so many unsatisfactory things, and it is impossible to be straightforward and ignore the consequences at all times. Therefore, the friends of the fan club have to face this reality and complete this difficult task with a working attitude, which can even be said to be a challenge.

Among them, Liang Boqiu and Liang fully embodies the good responsibilities of a political commissar in the new era. I really don’t understand how a person who has been educated for life for capitalism can make such good-hearted chicken soup, which makes the students stunned.

While thinking, Teacher Liang held the teaching pole and clicked the blackboard heavily, making a dongdong sound. Then he said earnestly: "The students have strong learning ability, but when facing our composing and learning, it is not just a matter of forced memory. First of all, you need to fully understand it and understand it on this basis. Therefore, everyone must be patient and distinguish it from the conventional learning methods you used in the past. Come on, let's follow me to learn some basic rational use of rhythm!"

Liang Boqiu, the teacher, did well enough, although he never thought that he would stand on a podium with a teaching pole one day.

At this time, Zhao Wenjie and others couldn't help but look at Hao Jun. They obviously didn't understand why Brother Jun easily integrated it and even created such an excellent and complete work. At present, he and their level are clearly the same, which is simply incredible.

Liang Boqiu has simply performed Hao Jun's works to these students and conducted detailed analysis from a very professional perspective. He really hopes that Hao Jun can give some self-explanation on this, but his ideas are shattered. Hao Jun has always been confused and confused.

"Everyone is watching Hao Jun. So, classmate Hao Jun, do you have any good excerpts? If it is suitable for this New Year's Day party, then everyone will not have to bear such heavy pressure. I think this is even more likely to speed up our study. After all, I only have a pitiful week. Of course, if the work is not complete enough, you can also take it out and let me discuss with you, and even help you polish it. I think some of my experience can still help you!"

Liang Boqiu looked at Hao Jun. During the entire teaching process, he had tried Hao Jun many times and was happy with it. He still had a certain confidence in Hao Jun.

"If your chorus is innovating and asking me to write a song, it is actually not a difficult task. But I am a Hong Kong person and am not familiar with the ideological orientation of the mainland. It is also in line with the mainstream of this era and reflect the youth and feelings of your high school students. This is a great challenge. But for you, your identity itself is in line with the same way, so if you create it yourself, you will get twice the result with half the effort!"

Hao Jun scratched his head, and he vaguely felt that this was another trap moving closer to him.

"Collection of mind is of course the best, but I think time is still relatively tight. If Hao Jun can work hard or have a good work in the past, you might as well contribute it. The chorus is a program that is not easy to excel but is prone to errors. The track is original, but it is a very good selling point!"

Liang Boqiu is accustomed to judging good or bad based on selling points.

There are quite a few songs that Hao Jun could hum in his head, but there are definitely few songs that fit the New Year's Day party, let alone the lyrics that are in line with the mainstream.

"Teacher Liang, I think we should work hard together and learn some basic knowledge of composing during the week of your teaching as soon as possible. As for the New Year's Day song, you can work harder and leave us one song. We will use the subsequent time to create one song as much as possible. Then it will be a backup, so it will be safe!"

When it comes to finding reasons, Hao Jun's talent is definitely much stronger than composition. When the friends heard this, they could not help but nodded. They could not trust Hao Jun, and even more so, they could not trust themselves. Now, Liang Boqiu was really angry.

When he leaves a week later, God knows whether this kid Hao Jun will remember that this happened!
Chapter completed!