Reborn Almighty Scholar

Chapter 41

"I hurried into the forest. The forest was full of bushes. I couldn't see his whereabouts. I only saw the trees swaying in the wind..."

In the study room on the second floor, Ma Xiaolong stood in front of the desk and sang "Nanping Evening Breeze" with a childish voice under Zhang Zhiling's gaze.

The vocal ability at level 2 is only below that of the national team. Although Zhang Zhiling is a music teacher in junior high school, her level is at the peak of level 1. She may be able to debut as a professional singer, but that's all. After hearing Ma Xiaolong's level 2 After Bie sang, she felt very mixed, both happy and ashamed.

"I walked out of the clumps of forests, and saw the sunset~yang~red again."

Ma Xiaolong slowly stopped speaking, looked at Zhang Zhiling, and asked, "Mom, how are you doing?"

Zhang Zhiling nodded and said with a smile, "You sing very well. I didn't expect you to reach this level in only half a year. Mom has nothing to teach you now."

"Why not? You haven't taught me an instrument yet!" Ma Xiaolong said.

"Is it because I don't teach?" Zhang Zhiling stared at him with twinkling eyes.

Ma Xiaolong coughed dryly: "I think you have to concentrate on everything you learn, otherwise half-hearted will lead to nothing."

"Then you are willing to learn now?" Zhang Zhiling asked.

"Learn, definitely learn." Ma Xiaolong said: "Start with the simplest harmonica."

Zhang Zhiling nodded: "OK."

"One more thing." Ma Xiaolong walked to the safe in the corner of the study. This safe was bought last year. It is a standard old-fashioned safe. After it is locked, it cannot be broken open with a hammer.

There was a pile of house books and cash in the safe, and Ma Xiaolong took out 2 yuan and put it in front of Zhang Zhiling.

Zhang Zhiling looked at him: "What is this for?"

"Mom, I want to buy a few musical instruments, one is a guitar, the other is an erhu, and the third is a piano, but I don't know how to do it. Here is the money for you. You can help me buy these three instruments. I wonder if the money is enough? "

Zhang Zhiling said: "You can buy high-quality musical instruments, but you are just practicing, and ordinary ones are fine, and the total cost will not cost [-]."

"I want the best one." Ma Xiaolong said, "I'll definitely choose the first one to play on TV or play in school."

Zhang Zhiling chuckled lightly: "Alright, Mom will go to the capital to buy it for you when I have time."

"Well." Ma Xiaolong said with a smile: "There is still 200 yuan in tuition fees, you can collect it yourself!"

Six months ago, he asked Zhang Zhiling to give him private tutoring under the pretext of learning to sing, and the tuition fee was 200 yuan per month.Originally Zhang Zhiling didn't want it, but Ma Xiaolong said: "If you don't want it, I won't learn it either."

Zhang Zhiling knew that Ma Xiaolong wanted to help her, and she had been doing it all the time, starting from repairing the courtyard wall and renovating the house.If Ma Xiaolong was just an ordinary child, she would definitely not accept his kindness, but this child is too extraordinary.

As Xiaolong Ma's godmother, she is also one of the few people who knows how much money Xiaolong Ma has earned in the past year.The tuition fee of [-] per month is nothing to him.

After much deliberation, Zhang Zhiling agreed, and she did her best in teaching. Chen Jun didn't get this kind of treatment.Ma Xiaolong also lived up to her dedication, and in just half a year, she has made progress to a level that even she can't touch.

Her godson is not only a genius, but also an all-rounder, who can learn everything quickly.

If you enter the music circle in the future...

Zhang Zhiling shook her head, this kid is too assertive, let him like it!

……

During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains.

Tomb-sweeping Day, the school does not have a holiday, all the children in the second grade lined up, and went straight to the martyrs cemetery under the leadership of the teacher.

Each little radish head holds a white paper flower made by himself, and wants to dedicate it to the immortal martyrs.

This road is quite far, starting from the school at 11 o'clock in the afternoon, taking the No. [-] bus, and it takes more than an hour to arrive.

The Martyrs Cemetery looks a bit desolate, overgrown with weeds, and there is an old monument in the middle with the names of the martyrs engraved on it.

The little radish heads lined up, dedicating the paper flowers in their hands to the martyrs who died heroically for defending their home and country.

Many little radish heads don't seem to understand the meaning of doing this. Although they are restrained by teachers and principals, they only think it's a fun thing. Grasshoppers are noisy; girls are much quieter, just find a clean place to sit down, laugh and chat.

Ma Xiaolong stood in front of the monument with a solemn expression.

Zhu Sha was beside him, hesitant to speak.This was the first time she had seen Ma Xiaolong like this.

After a long time, Ma Xiaolong took a deep breath and sang loudly.

"Beacon smoke is billowing and singing heroes, and the green hills around you are listening carefully..."

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the sudden singing, and when they saw the singer, they were stunned: "It's him!"

"On a sunny day, thunder beats the golden drum, and the sea makes waves to make harmony. People's soldiers drive away tigers and leopards, risking their lives to keep peace..."

Everyone was quiet, everyone was fixed in place, and there was an indescribable turmoil in their hearts.

"Why is the battle flag so beautiful? The hero's blood stained it red. Why is spring always on the earth? The hero's life blooms."

The vocal music that has just been promoted to Lv3 is top-notch even in the national team. Ma Xiaolong's singing is full of emotion, impassioned and resonant.

After hearing this, some little radish heads burst into tears involuntarily. They didn't know why they were crying, they couldn't figure it out at all, but they just wanted to cry.

Ma Xiaolong sang this song with all his emotions and strength. He didn't expect these little carrots to miss and thank the martyrs. He just stood from the perspective of a pure patriot and wanted to tell these little carrots with singing: No The sacrifices of these martyrs would not have a better life for us now and in the future.You little bastards, show me some respect here!

"With a roar and the sound of cannons, the rivers and seas are overturned and the world collapses. Hold the blasting tube tightly with both hands, with angry eyes spitting fire and blood. The enemy rots into mud, and the warrior turns into a golden star."

Ma Xiaolong raised his arms and made an instigating gesture to the teachers: "Sing!"

The teachers were taken aback, and led by Ma Xiaolong, they sang louder and louder: "Why is the battle flag so beautiful? The hero's blood stained it red. Why is spring always on the earth? The hero's life blooms. "

Martyrs, thank you for having you, the motherland today is safe and sound, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe.

……

On the way back to school, Zhu Sha kept looking at him with strange eyes.

Ma Xiaolong was puzzled and asked, "What are you looking at me for?"

"It's okay." Zhu Sha shook her head, remained silent for a moment, and said, "Xiaolong, you sing really well."

"Ha, it's okay." Ma Xiaolong said with a smile: "After all, I have been studying with my godmother for more than half a year."

"Yeah." Zhu Sha has no concept of the time to learn to sing, but just thinks that he is very good at everything.

In the same way, almost all the little radishheads can't help but look at Ma Xiaolong. Those little lolis who blush when they see him like and admire him more and more, and those little bosses who hate him have also subverted their views on him. Sexual changes: This guy, he's not so annoying anymore.

As soon as I got back to school, it was time for school to end, and the little radish heads left the school one after another, but the principal left the teachers behind for a meeting, mainly asking Sun Ban about Ma Xiaolong's study and his usual performance in class .

Sun Ban said truthfully: "Ma Xiaolong has been the first in the grade since the first grade, and he got full marks in every exam, without exception."

"So amazing!?" The teachers who had never taught Ma Xiaolong were all surprised, even the principal was a little surprised, and nodded with relief.

"In addition, his sports performance is also the best. He runs fast, jumps high, and has great strength. He is not inferior to the children in the upper grades." Sun Ban said.

"It's over." A teacher retorted on the spot: "Mr. Sun, your love for students is understandable, but you have to be realistic! How can a child in a lower grade be compared with a higher grade?"

"Hehe." Ban Sun laughed and said, "Mr. Liu, don't you believe me, organize boys in your class to compete with Ma Xiaolong tomorrow?"

Teacher Liu is the head teacher of Class 2 of the fifth year. He didn't think much of Ban Sun's words at first, but he didn't expect Ban Sun to be more serious.

Teacher Liu was not a fuel-efficient lamp either, and said, "Mr. Sun, I'm not targeting you. I'm just discussing the matter. Are you sure you want to compare with the male students in our class?"

"If you don't compare, I'm afraid Teacher Liu will not be convinced." Sun Ban said, "I just want to prove that I am not lying."

"Okay." The principal waved his hand: "I'll talk about this matter later. Regardless of whether Ma Xiaolong can compete with the senior grades in sports, he has already met the selection criteria for the city's three best students. I plan to report Ma Xiaolong. Teachers, do you have any opinions? ?”

The principal's words were very sudden. Not to mention that Ban Sun was caught off guard, the other teachers were even more stunned.

The city's three good students have an indicator for each school every year. In previous years, the city's three good students in Chadian Primary School were basically dominated by senior students, and very few middle-grade students stood out.As for the lower grade students, there has never been one since the school was founded.

If Ma Xiaolong is recommended as a three-good student in the city, the students of the middle and high grade head teachers will not be able to bring out three good students this year, so once the principal said this, the lower grade teachers don't care. But he expressed strong opposition: "Principal, Ma Xiaolong is only a sophomore student. It is enough to give a school three good students. It is better to choose the three good students from the senior students in the city."

"..."

After these objecting teachers finished speaking, the principal said calmly: "Mr. Liu doesn't believe that Ma Xiaolong's physical education can be compared with the senior students! Tomorrow morning, during the recess, call the senior male students and let Ma Xiaolong compete with them." Bibi 50-meter race, if Ma Xiaolong's grades are in the middle, he will be given the place of the city's three-good student, and it's fine if he can't reach it. Do you have any objections?"

"The principal is fair and just." Teacher Liu said with a smile on his face, "Let's do it like this."

The senior teachers in other classes also nodded in agreement. They didn't believe that Ma Xiaolong, a little carrot in the second grade, could outrun their senior students. It was a race between a hyena and a cheetah—and he was bound to lose.

Sun Ban looked at the faces of these senior teachers and sneered in his heart: laugh!Laugh!There are times when you cry.

　感谢‘炁1’打赏100起点币，感谢‘Or’打赏500起点币，感谢‘书友20211204101748888773777’打赏4500起点币，感谢‘暗月殺神’打赏5000起点币。

　　Ask for a recommendation ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)