Almost as soon as Wen Zewen appeared at the door, the students aroused a small burst of exclamations.

A few people glanced at Rong Yuheng in a reflexive manner, but saw that the latter had a faint expression and no special reaction. They couldn't help but look back with disappointment.

Wen Zewen bypassed the students and walked to the front row, nodding to Qiao Tan and the other two before saying hello.

Qiao Tan looked very surprised, "Lao Ke didn't tell me that you were the one who substituted him, so did you, and he would actually agree!"

It would be fine if I didn't mention it, but when I mentioned this, Wen Zefeng pursed his lips and stared at Qiao Tan.

Qiao Tan took a step back, "Teacher Wen, what are your eyes?"

Wen Zewen said, "I have to thank Teacher Qiao. The audition made me look like a photo, and I was entangled by Director Chen."

Qiao Tan laughed, "It's not that I won't give you money!" He said, turning to the students, "Okay, Teacher Wen will come to teach you classes now. Are you welcome?"

"welcome!!!"

Rong Yuheng was carelessly hiding in the crowd and lip-syncing, "Huan…ying…"

From the moment Wen Zewen appeared, he felt that Wen Zewen, Qiao Tan, Song Tang and others were different.

Maybe it is because of his personality. Although Qiao Tan and Song Tang are heavyweights in the entertainment industry, they give people a feeling of being friendly and kind, let alone Jin Zhiyao, like a big sister.

But Wen Zewen is different. He doesn't even have his butt when he dances tango.

Not lively and cute at all.

Rong Yuheng was thinking, will he be criticized by Wen Zewen, who is far behind others' talents, be much worse than others?

After being a gold medal MC in the Song and Tang dynasties for so many years, he caught Rong Yuheng, who was lip-syncing among the crowd at a glance, and almost laughed out loud-

This kid, even if he has a lip shape, he will take a little snack. His lip shape is half a beat slower than others, so it is simply too obvious.

Fortunately, Qiao Tan and Wen Zewen were not noticed in front of them, and they talked a few words before getting to the point.

In order to improve efficiency, the thirty members were roughly divided into four groups, and the class schedules were arranged differently between each group, in order to distribute the teaching time.

"My class and I are both theoretical. Let's go to the next door first. Teacher Jin and Wen can use this classroom."

After saying that, Qiao Tan left the classroom with Song Tang and took away half of the members.

The first class in Rong Yuheng's class schedule was vocal music, so he stayed at Jin Zhiyao. Pu Zaixi was also left with him, but Pu Zaixi went to Wen Zewen to learn dance.

The students will be well-dominated and the teaching will officially begin.

Although Jin Zhiyao debuted last year, he is very professional. As soon as he enters the teaching state, he feels like he has changed his body and looks serious.

"Everyone basically has a popular singing style. There is no fixed form of pop music, and it focuses on natural, casual, and emotional expression. You must first understand the characteristics of your voice in order to present a unique style and let the audience remember you."

Rong Yuheng's head was getting bigger after listening to it, so it was fine to let the audience remember him, but it was definitely not because of the good singing.

"Singing one, you'll sing it first."

After Jin Zhiyao finished speaking, a tall boy walked out of the team. His bangs drooped down and covered his forehead, revealing his beautiful eyebrows and eyes, which were exactly the same.

Everyone was quiet.

He lowered his head and adjusted his state for two or three seconds, and then opened his mouth.

“The sweets you’ve tasted

All the fruits of loneliness

That was me cut off from my heart..."

The blurting voice was a little hoarse, decadent and magnificent. Rong Yuheng felt goose bumps on his arms suddenly.

When I looked at the people around me, I showed my stunning eyes. Even among the students who were studying dance at the other end of the classroom, I frequently turned my head.

After a gentle song, the tone suddenly rises, pushing the emotions to **—

“…Let me follow you to the beginning and the end,

Let me write a horror novel for you,

Who is suspicious, who is pitiful, who is innocent, who is living

I have seen the final result-!"

All emotions stumbled left and right in the chest cavity, tearing and pulling, desperate and affectionate. The side of the single neck even had blue veins, and the hands were clenched into fists, trembling slightly.

"Don't give it back to me...Don't give it back to me..."

Until the last sentence fell gently, Shanqi's forehead was covered with thin sweat and his bangs were soaked.

At the end of a song, no one spoke, and only the unsteady breathing was heard.

Jin Zhiyao looked around and said, "Did you see it? What does a singer look like when he enters his state? Can you do it?"

The disparity in strength made the students feel heavy, and they all lowered their heads and kept silent.

Only Rong Yuheng shook his head very honestly and said loudly, "No--can--"

The tone was so long, like a primary school student.

Jin Zhiyao, “………”

Dan Qi turned his head and looked at him, unable to help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Jin Zhiyao was very tired. He had a lot of fun watching Wen Zewen's good show before, but now it is only when it comes to him that he knows how good Wen Zewen has.

Jin Zhiyao patiently went to him, "Xiao Rong, I hope you can check yourself."

Rong Yuheng nodded in a daze.

The result of his self-inspection is "can't". Is there any problem?

Shan Qi finally couldn't help but remind him, "Sister Jin means to silently check himself, not to ask you to support her."

Rong Yuheng, “…”

Just as Rong Yuheng hit the stall, Jin Zhiyao said, "You can sing a paragraph too, I'll listen."

Rong Yuheng pursed his lips and added an "Be careful in words and actions" to his life notepad.

"Sister Jin, I haven't sang pop songs much."

"It's okay, you can sing whatever you know. I just said that you should choose the song that suits you based on your own characteristics, and don't just follow others."

Rong Yuheng thought for two seconds, as if he had studied bel canto in college.

A song that can sing in bel canto and not forget the lyrics...

After searching for a while, he calmed down, nodded to Jin Zhiyao, and then took a deep breath to brew his emotions in his chest.

The next second, the majestic tenor rushes like opening the gate to release the flood.

“The big river flows eastward!

The stars in the sky, like the Beidou!

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey he

A bowl of wine for life and death~”

...

Almost the moment Rong Yuheng sang loudly, the entire music room was shocked for the second time!

Jin Zhiyao's face even showed a look of shattering walls and tiles.

The students on Wen Zefu were more affected. If the previous single-handed opening only distracted their attention, then now it has washed away their souls.

The vigorous and passionate "The Song of the Heroes" collapsed with a ten thousand acres of force, sweeping the entire classroom with a sense of existence that no one can ignore!

"I saw unfairness on the road and shouted ~

Take action when it's time to take action

The wind and fire are in the Jiuzhou~~~~!"

Rong Yuheng's singing was not enough. He kept in mind the instructor's guidance and devoted himself to the artistic conception of the lyrics. He danced his limbs with the exciting tune. He unexpectedly found that this beat was very suitable for his tango.

He was singing and dancing while playing beats.

"Let's take action when it's time to take action~

One da da, two da da..."

Jin Zhiyao was both desperate and funny. She buried her face in the palm of her hand and her shoulders were shaking slightly.

The other students were almost crazy. If the two mentors were not present, their laughter would have definitely washed the ceiling!

Wen Zewen stopped the singing and dancing in this prosperous era.

He couldn't bear it anymore. His students were dancing well, but now they were all in a mess.

Wen Zewen walked over from the other end of the classroom, and his shiny leather shoes stepped on the wooden floor, making a "da, da" sound.

Rong Yuheng heard someone accompanying him halfway through the dance, and was quite excited. As a result, he turned his head and found that it was Wen Zewen who was approaching.

“………”

Rong Yuheng's singing and dancing came to an abrupt end.
To be continued...