After winning the 1 million lottery, I have to fight even more

No matter how much work is added, the classes that should be taught on weekends still have to be attended.This week, the teacher arranged lines for Wang Wei.The teacher is a rather young man who doesn't look much older than Wang Wei.

"Hi, my name is Zhou Junting. I'm an online duo. I'm currently studying broadcasting and hosting at the Conservatory of Music, and I'm a senior." When we met, the line teacher introduced himself.

"Hi, my name is Wang Wei." Wang Wei stretched out his hand seriously.

Grabbing Wang Wei's hand and shaking it up and down vigorously, Zhou Junting looked excited and said, "To be honest, when Brother Ding asked me to be your line teacher, I thought I heard it wrong. Emma, ​​to be a teacher for Lan Hai , He De He Neng!"

Wang Wei's hand was a little numb from his grip, and he pulled his hand out of Zhou Junting's without a trace, and asked, "Internet matchmaking? Can you tell me what you do?"

"It's dubbing for online radio dramas. Make novels into sound broadcasts, such as this." Saying this, Zhou Junting coughed and coughed twice, and opened his voice:

"I'm sorry, Chuntang, I'm leaving. Go to war, with your brothers and sisters. I know you won't forgive me, but I love the red land under my feet more."

The voice suddenly changed from cool to deep, and Zhou Junting read a sentence, which was said when the hero and heroine in "Border" said goodbye.The young man tried his best to speak the heart-piercing words of his lover as calmly as possible, but the trembling voice faintly revealed his inner unrest, which almost coincided with the voice Wang Wei imagined in his heart when he wrote this sentence.

Wang Wei looked at Zhou Junting in surprise, and couldn't help raising his hands to applaud.

"Crack! That's great!"

Hearing Wang Wei's undisguised praise, the big boy blushed suddenly, and said, "I am your book fan! About 2 years ago, since I read the editorial in the Evening News "Under the rule of law society, the law does not blame the public" I fell in love with you when I was writing "A penny and a penny?". I think your analysis is very thorough, and you dare to speak up! Later, I searched everywhere for your works, novels, proses, editorials, poems, and I collected them all!"

With that said, Zhou Junting turned around and ran to the door, took out a blue folder with some aging plastics from his backpack, handed it to Wang Wei, and said, "Can you sign me? That... I want an exclusive folder too. Poetry."

Wang Wei took the file folder and opened it. Inside the plastic cover, from newspaper clippings to the inside pages of the magazine, all are his own works. They cherish it very much.

This sincere love made Wang Wei's left chest feel hot. After thinking about it for a while, Wang Wei raised his pen and wrote on the blue cover with an oil-based signature pen:

Your voice

In the wind of spring flowers blooming

In the blood-soaked gunfire

In the noisy hawker room of the market

Embroidered mouth breathing, all kinds of life

Wang Wei2010-11-18

Handing the folder back to Zhou Junting, his shining eyes made Wang Wei think that he wanted to hold the folder and kiss him fiercely.

Putting away the folder carefully, Zhou Junting finally remembered that today he came to teach Wang Wei's lines.Picking up the lesson plan on the table, Zhou Junting handed it to Wang Wei and said, "According to your understanding, try to read these lines with emotion."

Opening the lesson plan, what Wang Wei and Lei Jialei discovered was actually the classic line of Zhou Xingchi's "Journey to the West": Once there was a sincere love in front of me...

Feeling that this line was a bit difficult to export, Wang Wei tried hard to recall the plot of the story.He didn't deliberately imitate Monkey King's unruly and free and easy affectionate voice, but imagined what kind of tone he would have if he said this to his lover.Qian Lei...a figure suddenly flashed across his mind, and he couldn't remember how long Qian Lei hadn't contacted him.Why does this person always crash into my mind at the most unexpected time? Maybe some people are like this. When they don’t think of it, there is no trace, but they don’t know when they come across a word or hear a sound. People are suddenly heart-piercing.

The lines that were difficult to utter just now blurted out, not like regret, but affectionate enough to make people want to cry.

"binggo! It's better than I imagined. My idol is really good no matter what he does!" Zhou Junting said, interrupting Wang Wei's association, and said: "The relationship is here, but I just lack skills, and the pitch needs to be improved a little bit. Take a moment. I understand your situation, idol, we will work together to overcome these small shortcomings in the next stage, believe me, it won’t be too difficult.”

Suddenly withdrawn from his emotions, Wang Wei couldn't bear to focus on Zhou Junting, and said with a smile: "Of course."

"Idol, you should know when you write a book, whether it is a book or a movie, they are relatively condensed compared to our lives. Every word the characters say contains more meaning. We have to express this Part of the meaning, you can’t read the lines like you usually speak. Regarding the expression method, we will train later, let’s do the most basic lip, tongue, and muscle exercises..."

Although Zhou Junting looked unreliable, he was extremely serious when it came to his professional field. The freshly baked master and apprentice taught one and practiced, and the whole morning passed without knowing it.

For lunch at noon, Tang Ruohai specially brought over a nutritious meal in an insulated bucket, a bowl of red bean rice, garlic spinach and steamed sorrel fish, each of which is not too much.Zhou Junting held the Maoxuewang, Dorayaki, pickled fish, and sugar steamed cake that Tang Ruohai ordered for him while eating, and said, "Idol, what should I do? Why do I feel so guilty for eating in front of you?"

Wang Wei looked at Zhou Junting's chopsticks that didn't stop at all, and felt that what he said was not sincere at all, and said very speechlessly: "You just need to stand on the weighing scale and see the numbers on it without feeling guilty."

"I'm a man, and I don't stand in front of the stage, haha, I don't have such high weight requirements." Zhou Junting laughed, and suddenly felt that his appetite had decreased.

"Even if you don't mind, your girlfriend doesn't mind either?" After eating all the food in the lunch box, Wang Wei took out a wet wipe and said while wiping his hands.

Zhou Junting's expression suddenly cracked, he really wanted to say he didn't mind, but...

Carefully observing Zhou Junting's expression, Wang Wei delivered a fatal blow slowly: "Oh...it seems that you don't have a girlfriend yet."

What nonsense!Didn't I just eat a big meal while you were on a diet?Forced powder removal for 1 minute, no explanation!

In the afternoon, there was vocal music class. In order to observe the idol's life up close, Zhou Junting had to watch from the sidelines on the grounds that he had nothing to do in the afternoon.You know, as a well-known online partner, he occasionally crosses over into the ancient singer circle.

I don’t know if all the teachers’ routines are the same. The serious vocal music teacher asked Wang Wei to sing a designated song as soon as the class started.

"From the songs on this playlist, pick one you can sing and listen to it." Vocal music teacher He Zhaohua handed Wang Wei a piece of A4 paper and said.

Wang Wei glanced at it, and at the beginning it said the repertoire of the second-level adult vocal music examination

1. "Autumn Harvest"

2. "Kangding Love Song"

3. "The Sea, My Hometown"

……

Wang Wei read it up and down, and picked a song "You at the Same Table" who could remember all the lyrics.

"Will you remember tomorrow?

The diary you wrote yesterday..." Wang Wei hummed softly.

Open your mouth and kneel!This was the first impression of Zhou Junting who was listening, really, literally.Wang Wei's voice is different from the original singer's slightly hoarse voice, which is as clear as spring water and very recognizable.Without accompaniment, it looks more and more clean and pure.Wang Wei's singing sounded like a whisper, recounting the green past, reminiscent of the scene when Yang Guang came into the classroom on a winter afternoon and sprinkled it on the two people at the same table.

The more Zhou Junting listened, the more excited he became, and he was afraid of disturbing Wang Wei's class, so his face turned red.

The vocal music teacher listened quietly to Wang Wei's singing, showing no emotion on his face, and did not comment on Wang Wei's singing, but gave Wang Wei a piece of A4 paper and said: "The pieces on this paper, pick Sing one more song and listen to it.”

Wang Wei looked at the title again, but it turned out to be the repertoire of the Seventh Grade Vocal Exam for Adults.

The title of the song on this playlist was a bit unfamiliar to Wang Wei, so he reluctantly picked "Anthem of Heroes".This is a popular song. Wang Wei was interested in learning it when he was writing a novel about the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea. He knew that he could not master the treble part, but he still sang it.The technique of using thoracoabdominal breathing in this song is relatively high, and the breathing fulcrum is relatively deep. Wang Wei barely finished singing and waited quietly for the teacher's comments.

"Wang Wei, have you ever been exposed to vocal music?" Teacher He asked.

"I haven't studied it specifically, but I just like singing, and I often go to the music teacher after class." Wang Wei said that singing was free of cost, and it was one of his rare hobbies when he was poor.

"How much do you want to learn?" Teacher He asked, "Do you want to be a professional singer? Or just as a bonus item."

Hearing this, Wang Wei thought for a moment and said, "Since you are here to learn, of course you should do your best."

Teacher He laughed after hearing this, and said, "Okay. Remember what you said today."

Therefore, in the next class, Wang Wei fully realized what it means to be strict. Compared with Mr. He, the head teacher in high school was like a tofu tiger!Zhou Junting, who was watching, was so frightened that he huddled tightly in the corner and didn't dare to say a word all afternoon.

After finally persevering until Teacher He said that the get out of class was over, Zhou Junting watched Teacher He go out before he dared to step forward and said, "My God! This Teacher He is even more fierce than our professional teacher!"

"You haven't left yet?" Wang Wei looked at Zhou Junting who suddenly appeared and asked suspiciously. He thought Zhou Junting had already left.

Zhou Junting only felt that his weak heart had been hit by 1 critical points, and saw that he was covering his left chest, and his voice suddenly changed into a female voice, and said in a tone of reprimanding the conscientious man: "You are heartless, you are here I have been waiting for you in the classroom all afternoon!"

Attracted by Zhou Junting's sudden change of voice, Wang Wei even ignored his goosebump-provoking tone.

"How did you do it!" Wang Wei asked in surprise.

Pleased by the surprised expression on Wang Wei's face, Zhou Junting raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and continued to say in a female voice: "How is it, brother is good? If you want to learn, I will teach you in the future!"

This heroic voice was uttered by a delicate female voice, and Wang Wei felt extremely uncomfortable. He couldn't stand such a voice coming out of his mouth, and shook his head: "I still can't."

"Do you have something to do tonight? I'll treat you to dinner." Zhou Junting tried every means to prolong his time with Wang Wei.

"There are restrictions on what I can import. Didn't you see it at noon? Can you say something more sincere?" Wang Wei said, maybe because he is about the same age as Zhou Junting, Wang Wei is particularly open-minded.

Zhou Junting frowned and thought for a while, and said, "How about I have a YY live broadcast meeting at 8 o'clock in the evening, how about I take you to experience it?"

"YY? What is that?" Wang Wei asked suspiciously.

Zhou Junting hated iron and steel, and said: "Idol, are you really 18 years old, not 81? Did you spend these 18 years in ancient times? It's okay if you don't know about online distribution, even YY?"

Wang Wei felt that he didn't want to talk to Zhou Junting anymore, so he said coldly, "Forget it, I have something to do tonight."

"Don't, I was wrong! Is it okay if I'm wrong as an idol?" Zhou Junting stretched out his hand to block Wang Wei's face.

Wang Wei stopped in his tracks and said with a smile: "I'm not kidding you anymore, I'm not angry. However, I really have something to do tonight. Aphie's spring press conference has already started preparations. There are some preliminary matters to be prepared, and the next "Border" The serialization is coming to an end, and the received document is only 5 words, so I have to go back and finish the draft.”

"Actually, you don't have to go to my house for YY live broadcast. It's the same as listening to the radio or watching TV. You can watch idols in the dormitory. My live broadcast is only one hour in total. I will teach you how to use it, and you can listen to it in the dormitory With that said, Zhou Junting turned on the computer that Wang Wei was carrying, downloaded a YY for him, and then randomly clicked into a live broadcast room to teach Wang Wei how to use it.

It wasn't a complicated thing at all, so Wang Wei got started quickly and promised to go online at 8 pm to listen to Zhou Junting's live broadcast.

The author has something to say:

It’s been a long time since I’ve listened to YY’s live broadcast. After the game guild battle, everyone got together in the middle of the night to hold a singing session, howling ghosts and howling, those youthful days that are gone forever~~~~