Entertainment: My band is all lead singer

"What are your plans for the future? Which direction do you plan to develop in? Fine brushwork? Or freehand brushwork?"

Zhao Xueqin cherished the talent. In her many years of teaching career, it was rare to find a student as talented as Jiang Yuebai, so she naturally had to ask clearly.

According to the convention, the first-year university courses mainly introduce basic knowledge. In the second year, students will start to contact and choose their own professional direction, specifically fine brushwork or freehand brushwork.

Because they will be exposed to all in the second year, so that students can make their own choices.

In the third year, students will conduct in-depth research, such as choosing to specialize in landscape painting or flower and bird painting in the field of fine brushwork; and in the fourth year, they will devote themselves to creating in the professional direction of their choice.

Faced with Zhao Xueqin's inquiry, Jiang Yuebai shook his head gently.

Zhao Xueqin mistakenly thought that Jiang Yuebai had not yet made a decision on the choice of professional direction, so she did not continue to ask.

In fact, Jiang Yuebai had never seriously considered developing in a specific direction. He just regarded painting as a way to cultivate his sentiments.

Choosing the Chinese painting major was not only for the dream of the previous life, but also to graduate as soon as possible.

"Okay, let's all go back to our seats."

"Student Jiang Yuebai, can I have this painting? I want to hang it on the classroom display wall." Zhao Xueqin turned to Jiang Yuebai and asked gently after letting other students return to their seats.

There is an honor display wall on the back wall of the classroom, on which many students' excellent works are displayed.

This classroom is not only used by Jiang Yuebai's class, but also by teachers and students from other classes.

Zhao Xueqin is responsible for teaching Chinese painting to three classes. So far, she has personally selected only a handful of works for exhibition, and the rest are paintings selected by other teachers.

"Ah? Sure." Jiang Yuebai didn't expect Zhao Xueqin to say that, and immediately agreed.

Quan Shanfei compared Jiang Yuebai's landscape painting with his "Chicken Pecking Rice Picture". After staring at it for a few seconds, he resolutely tore his work into pieces.

In the remaining time, he began to humbly ask Jiang Yuebai for painting skills.

Zhao Xueqin immediately hung Jiang Yuebai's painting on the honor wall after the course ended, and encouraged other students to learn from him.

The morning class passed quickly, and as soon as it was over, other students gathered in front of the display wall to admire Jiang Yuebai's paintings.

At this time, Quan Shanfei and his three roommates followed Jiang Yuebai's steps and left the classroom together.

"Why are you following me?"

Jiang Yuebai didn't understand what these people were thinking. Why did they keep following him?

He was going to the cafeteria. He had something else to do in the afternoon, so he didn't plan to go back to the apartment.

"Master, we want you to teach us how to paint." Zhang Yuan shook Jiang Yuebai's hand very sincerely.

"Don't we have a teacher?"

"We want to learn landscape painting." Fu Rongguang said, and the other three nodded. The last person in their dormitory was called Han Qian.

In the previous class, Teacher Zhao Xueqin also said that Jiang Yuebai's attainments in landscape painting were better than hers.

In fact, what she didn't know was that Jiang Yuebai was proficient in everything except landscape painting.

"There are other teachers."

"We want to learn from you first."

"Forget about teaching, but I can give you some suggestions during your painting process." He doesn't have so much time to teach people to paint.

"Okay, that's enough."

"Master, where are you going?"

"The cafeteria."

"What a coincidence, we are going to the cafeteria too, let's go together."

"Master, we will treat you this meal."

"I will study hard and paint seriously."

"Really? Then why did I hear something about Crown Casino going online last night?"

"Stop talking."

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"Instructor, don't worry, leave it to us, we will take care of it."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, in the classroom, the counselor announced the upcoming welcome party to the students and asked for their willingness to participate.

Quan Shanfei stood up without hesitation, showing a strong desire to sign up.

The counselor looked at his confident expression and couldn't help but feel a little doubtful.

In the previous military training, the counselor knew Quan Shanfei.

He had sung a song during the military training, and his beautiful voice left a deep impression on everyone.

However, Quan Shanfei was also famous for his mischief and always made some unexpected moves.

That's why he said that at the beginning.

Seeing that Quan Shanfei was so confident, the counselor didn't want to dampen his enthusiasm, so he nodded in agreement.

Anyway, there was still the assessment team, and it was uncertain whether he could pass the election.

Jiang Yuebai had no interest in this welcome party.

He learned from Wen Xilan in the morning that she had also received an invitation from the school and would perform at the party.

If he went there again, the two of them would be the target.It's a bit obvious. If someone finds out, it will be like the last time in Qingle City.

Speaking of which, I promised Wen Xilan that I would write a song for her, but I haven't fulfilled it until now.

Why not do it this time.

With this idea, Jiang Yuebai began to think about what song to write for Wen Xilan.

It should be nice and suitable.

Every time he faced a choice, Jiang Yuebai always felt very entangled because there were too many classic songs to choose from.

There were already several options in his mind, and each one met the requirements.

He couldn't make up his mind for a while.

It wasn't until he was on the way back to the apartment that Jiang Yuebai made a choice.

Originally, he wanted to invite Wen Xilan to the milk tea shop on campus, but she had classes next, so he had to give up.

Wen Xilan said that she would go to the apartment to find him after the class.

Jiang Yuebai returned to the apartment, turned on the air conditioner, and finally felt a little cool and comfortable.

It is not suitable to stay outdoors for a long time in such weather. Just a few steps are enough to make people sweat profusely.

Jiang Yuebai was browsing the audio and video, looking at the comments under his video.

"Great praise for "Frost and Snow for a Thousand Years"!"

"When will the new song be released? It won't be until next month!" He guessed it, but unfortunately there was no prize.

"Looking forward to Yuebai's next song." Coincidentally, the next song happened to be sung by himself. He had practiced it many times recently and had already memorized it.

"Dear Yuebai, please post more videos when you are free!" How could he have the time? He had to take out time, and he used his free time to draw comics.

"I really like "Desolation". When will there be another folk music?" This is possible. I can record one when I am free.

Jiang Yuebai's mind was filled with countless folk music melodies, some of which were magnificent, some were gentle and delicate, and some were touching...

For the mastery of folk instruments, it is necessary to urge Long Zhan and others to practice more.

There were too many comments under the video, and Jiang Yuebai couldn't finish reading them, so he had to give up and start watching other videos.

Unexpectedly, someone actually created a DJ version of "Fantasy Day" and used it as background music.

Jiang Yuebai had to admire that his song "Fantasy Day" had just been released not long ago, and he had already started to create it again.

It was still a version he was familiar with.

Moreover, this version was widely circulated in audio and video, and many people used it as background music.

It is not difficult to imagine what kind of wonderful chemical reaction this song would produce when combined with various video content.

As the familiar melody sounded in his ears, Jiang Yuebai's thoughts drifted away.

It was as if he saw an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time - his figure, clothes, smile, and every move were all vivid.

He was so tall and majestic, and so energetic.

As a devout believer, Jiang Yuebai couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the creator.

(I have to work during the day, so I can only write after get off work. It is a bit difficult for me to add more chapters. I will try to write more on the weekends. I hope you understand!)