The system invites me to be a teacher

Finally, Lin Xiaoyu said: "This is my love. Although it fails, it makes me strong. Although it is sad, it makes me fearless!"

"Well said, like this ungrateful and ungrateful scumbag, he should be let to die!" Fang Qiong was speaking.

But I don't know when, Fang Qiong and Wu Qing have returned from the bathroom.

Wu Qing said in a daze, "So you are Lin Xiaoyu? Sister Lin, to be honest, I used to be very disdainful of your behavior, but now after listening to your story, I decided to follow you."

Lin Xiaoyu wears sunglasses all the time, and she is not a first-line celebrity. Except for a few hardcore fans, most people don't really recognize it without looking carefully.

Lin Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Thank you, if you understand, I will be content."

Wu Qing said indignantly: "What's the use of understanding between the two of us? Who is that man? This girl will call her friends to flesh him, and return you innocent!"

Lin Xiaoyu shook his head: "Forget it, this matter really has to be investigated, and I am also responsible. And after that incident, he also had the intention to repent.

Once when I participated in a commercial performance, I was blocked by a few gangsters and molested him. He courageously came out...I was fine, but he stayed in the hospital for a month."

Fang Qiong doubted: "Could this be a good play that the man directed and acted in?"

Lin Xiaoyu affirmed: "Of course not. I understand his character. He can't do this kind of thing."

Wu Qing: "So you have forgiven him, shouldn't you rekindle your old feelings?"

Lin Xiaoyu smiled suddenly: "The resurrection of old feelings? How is it possible? Some things are done and there is no possibility of repentance. I don't plan to care about the past, but I won't have a relationship with him again."

Fang Qiong looked at Confucius and Mencius: "Sister Lin's story is over, do you have a better idea?"

Confucius and Mencius said to Lin Xiaoyu: "Now you sing a few sentences, let me listen to you."

When Lin Xiaoyu finished singing, Confucius and Mencius were puzzled: "In addition to music, do you have a foundation in opera?"

Lin Xiaoyu nodded: "Our family is a family of opera. I learned opera from my grandmother since I was a child. Unfortunately, opera has declined, otherwise I might already be the master of opera."

Confucius and Mencius frowned: "I have a song that matches your past very well, but your voice is not suitable. I also have a love song with opera elements, which should be more suitable for you. Choose a direction yourself. !"

Lin Xiaoyu decisively said: "I want to experience a song that matches my experience. As for the voice problem, you don't have to worry about it. I have practiced drama since I was a child and I am best at changing voice. There is nothing I can't control."

Just listen to her sing directly: "Let’s learn to cat meow and meow meow together; I’m looking up at the moon, how many dreams are flying free.

Sometimes I am too lazy to be like a cat, and when I have a bad temper, I open my teeth and dance my claws; life has been dragged, the tide is rising, and the distance with you is heaven..."

Confucius and Mencius were directly shocked. The two songs of different styles were completely restored to Lin Xiaoyu's mouth, and they were not much better than Zheng Mao and Fang Qiong.

The most important thing is that the other party's transition between tones is almost as if there is no trace of the antelope hanging horns, and there is no jerky or unnaturalness at all.

Fang Qiong also admired: "Sister Lin, you are really amazing. Originally, Shanghai Satellite TV asked you to be a mentor. I was not very convinced, but now I am really convinced."

Then she said to Confucius and Mencius: "Didn't Sister Lin have an appointment with you for two songs? Just write them all out."

Lin Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "Forget about the songs related to opera. If they are not, I will replace them with songs like "Learn to Meow". I believe I can control them."

Unlike ordinary audiences who only think it sounds good, for experts like Lin Xiaoyu, there is still a gap between "Learn to Meow" and "On the Moon".

"On the Moon" regardless of the composition and lyrics, the artistic conception and level have reached a very high level, but the lyrics of "Learning to Meow" are much worse, flat and straightforward, with average meaning.

Zheng Ai's ability to tie with Fang Qiong with this song is more due to her unique ethereal voice and profound musical skills.

Hearing this, Confucius and Mencius looked at Lin Xiaoyu with a weird look: "Do you really think so? Opera is the quintessence of China for thousands of years. Is it too arbitrary to directly deny it?"

Lin Xiaoyu: "Of course I know this. Actually, there are not many people in China who like opera, but most of them are middle-aged and elderly people. No one cares about young people.

If you want to be a first-line singer, the target group can only be the younger generation. I don't want to become an idol of middle-aged and elderly people inexplicably."

Confucius and Mencius smiled: "How do you know that opera cannot capture the hearts of young people?"

"Can you catch it? This is the first time I have heard of it." Lin Xiaoyu insisted.

Fang Qiong also helped: "Even if I don't know drama, I know that the average age of guests at Zhongzhou Grand Theater is 65."

"Of course young people don't like traditional opera, but why not improve this cultural essence?"

"Improved? How to change?"

"Well, after I write the two songs, you can take a look at them. If you are not satisfied, you can change them."

Lin Xiaoyu nodded, but still a little disapproving in her heart.

Adapt opera into a song?She had never heard of it, and she didn't think it was possible to succeed.

When the business was finished, the four of them began to eat.

I have to say that the unique Yuxian-style grilled fish tastes good, crisp on the outside, tender on the inside, sour and tempting.

Fang Qiong and Wu Qing also changed their previous fighting attitude and began to enjoy food.

Confucius and Meng could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. The expressions of the two men staring at each other were really scary.

Soon there was only soup left on a plate of fish, and Confucius and Mencius were going to pay the bill, but Lin Xiaoyu was stopped by him.

After two more concessions, Confucius and Mencius were no longer polite when she saw her resolute attitude.

After eating, Confucius and Mencius offered to send Wu Qing home. Miss Wu wanted to refuse, but for some reason, she did not object.

Without this aunt, Confucius and Mencius had finally made it easier.

The three of them returned home together and said hello to their father and brother. Kong and Meng brought their two daughters to the third floor.

Different from the hustle and bustle of the people on the first floor, the quiet needle drop on the third floor can be heard, and the yelling will not be heard. It is a good place for singing.

Please sit down and sit down. Confucius and Mencius are not talking nonsense, picking up the pen, and quickly handing the handwritten paper to Lin Xiaoyu.

Lin Xiaoyu's eyes were all surprised: "Is this all right?"

Before she wanted to come, Confucius and Mencius wanted to complete a song, it would take five or six days, she was ready to fight a protracted battle here.

In addition to discussing the direction and experience of song selection with Confucius and Mencius, she also wanted to see how the other party made music.

She herself had long wanted to switch to song writing. Unfortunately, although song writing and song writing are only one word apart, they are completely two concepts.

She has produced a lot of works, but none of them can be used. If you can learn a trick with Confucius and Mencius, even if you can't get a satisfactory song this time, it won't be a waste.

but……

Fang Qiong had no surprises at the speed with Confucius and Mencius. She pulled Lin Xiaoyu in a daze: "Sister Lin, how about the quality of the song? Can you please."

Lin Xiaoyu regained her consciousness and looked at the lyrics of the first song, her face was half black before she finished reading: "Mr. Kong, are you sure this is a song?"

While Lin Xiaoyu was watching the song, Fang Qiong was reading it beside her. She only read a few words and her face turned dark: "Confucius and Mencius, sister Lin is already unfortunate enough. If you don't sympathize with me, then why do you still use this bad street? The tattered fool?"

Looking at the two, Kong and Meng asked helplessly: "Do you think I am fooling you?"

"Isn't it? Such a bad word, let alone Sister Lin, even I can write it."