Ever since they saw Lin Xuerou receiving solo training from Siren anytime and anywhere, everyone in the Silver Band came up with the idea of doing their part for the National Day competition.
In front of the door of Class 4A where Tan Qingli was located, a tall guy with a ferocious face and a tall figure came early in the morning, Liu Qiqiang, a former member of Hexing.
When Qingli returned to class, he happened to be blocking the door.
"Yo!"
Liu Qiqiang, why are you here?
Qingli's classmates were a little scared when they saw him, so they walked around him for a while.
But Qingli did not. Although his act of sacrificing his life to save Li Xiaojing that day did not receive a word of praise from Xiaojing, his heroic act had already been engraved in everyone's hearts.
He was originally the director of clarinet, but was forced to quit because of Qingli's temporary joining. In fact, he had always been very unhappy because of this incident, and even openly provoked her during training.
Qingli knew that she got into trouble with a guy when she didn't know why. If she didn't want to work with him in the silver band, she really didn't want to deal with him.
I saw that he was casually dressed in his school uniform, tilted in the right direction, with messy hair, and a beard on his face. In addition, he had a fierce and cannibalistic look and expression. Anyone who saw him wanted to retreat.
But Qingli still smiled and greeted her.
"Good morning, Liu Qiqiang!"
"Well good morning, senior!"
Learn...senior sister...
Is Liu Qiqiang still not clear-headed because he was hit on the head last time?
Liu Qiqiang is older than Qingli, but Xia Yu is also a repeater of ten thousand years. However, he was in the third grade and could stay for a few more years, but Xia Yu couldn't do it anymore. She was already twenty-four. If she didn't graduate, she might be laughed at.
Liu Qiqiang was also a little afraid that he would follow in Xia Yu's footsteps, and he had already regretted it. However, the more important reason is that I was unwilling to lose to Ye Siren that time. I heard that Qingli’s clarinet is already at the Royal Grade 7 level, but I never wanted to believe it. Until recently, he saw that even the captain he admired, Lin Xuerou, was willing to study humbly, so he followed suit and asked Qingli for advice.
He also took the initiative to ask her senior sister to get up.
Yesterday, Qingli saw Xuerou and Siren training, and she also wanted to become stronger, but she also needs an opponent of comparable strength to be her training partner, isn't this right! Although she was a little overjoyed.
Qingli returned to the music room. Unexpectedly, the music room was also crowded with people who wanted to practice.
Qingli and Qiqiang found a remote corner of the corridor and played the National Day competition music.
After a while, Qingli trained Qiqiang's fingering: "Your hand speed is too high, so when you press the keys, there will be some deviation. And this, this, and here, although they have different pronunciations, they are different." The fingering method is the same, just control the lips, like this," she said and started to demonstrate again, but she saw that although Qingli's fingers were short, they were very sensitive and varied.
Liu Qiqiang was amazed and couldn't help but be surprised: "Senior sister, did you really join the army just this year? It's simply unbelievable!"
"Hehe, speaking of it, it's a bit unbelievable."
It turned out that Tan Qingli had already enlisted in the army as early as Form One. She has been learning clarinet since she was in the third grade of elementary school. Compared with the new recruits at the same time, she is not at the same level.
However, it was Schubert who coached Chen Nanfang at that time. Through his unique skills, he had already predicted that Qingli would not be able to fit into the band's formation due to her extreme height.
He had no choice but to eliminate her temporarily.
But Qingli did not believe in evil, so Schubert introduced her to an apprentice who taught her at a cheap price.
As a result, the good news is that Qingli passed the royal examination and achieved great results repeatedly, but the bad news is that she really can’t grow very tall...
But Shubert had left Chen Nanfang, and no one could stop her from joining the army. Therefore, as soon as Xuerou and Gao Wenjian opened their mouths, she immediately agreed, and she became a powerful figure that had been hidden for a long time.
It's just that her footwork skills are not good enough.
So in the same way, Liu Qiqiang could just guide her in this aspect and make up for each other.
"Senior sister, you are so kind. You spent money to learn the skills. You are willing to teach me without spending a penny on me." Qiqiang said.
"There's nothing we can do about it. In the past, we were the same as the Silver Band of other schools. Each music department had a dedicated teacher to teach. But after the reconstruction, Senior Sister Xuerou and Ye Siren have already said that they want the minister to temporarily take on the position of teacher. "Speaking of being prostituted for free, mine is nothing. Ye Siren's is the real deal, and every lesson is learned with real money." Qingli said.
After hearing what Qingli said, Qiqiang's feelings and attitude towards Siren also changed a bit...
If his face wasn't so bad, he might consider becoming friends with him.
The same story happened to others at the same time. Xuerou is like a fire, igniting everyone's fighting spirit.
Huo Jianting approached Zhou Guodong, the then French horn prince, to guide him in quitting smoking and playing the French horn. Jian Ting hopes to return to that otherworldly level without smoking.
Although his dark eyes, which symbolized drug addicts, were still very obvious, his spirits had improved a lot.
On the other hand, Wen Jian, Guo Dong, Xia Yu and other alto players slowly increased their numbers under the guidance of Qiu Wensheng.
The hard work of the cadres, coupled with the learning, flows from top to bottom like a tower of wine glasses, flowing to every place.
Before the morning meeting on Wednesday, everyone couldn't wait and started the rehearsal.
Although everyone is united, the mistakes are obvious. Although, under Zhou Guodong's guidance, the rehearsal went smoothly, the results were very low.
During the break, Xuerou and Siren went to the training room on behalf of everyone and asked Zhou Guodong for help. But as soon as he opened the door, Siren stated his request to him: "I hope that I can ask Coach Li to come and take extra classes."
"But..." Zhou Guodong frowned after hearing this. It's easy to say, but...
"I feel that time is very tight, and although our training is sufficient, our quality cannot catch up. If this continues, it will definitely not work!" Xuerou said.
At this time, the class bell rang, and Guodong comforted the two of them.
"Okay, I'll make an appointment with Coach Li to see if she has time to come over."
After the two left, he left the training room where he was on duty and returned to his seat in the teacher's room.
Since music director Chen Shaofen was promoted to vice principal, his position has become particularly quiet. Without Shaofen's mouth to stop her, and no one to flatter her, Zhou Guodong sat alone in a corner, looking special and out of tune with everyone else.
He scratched his thin hair in distress and thought of Saturday's meeting.
"The Silver Band can continue to operate. But you must be responsible for your own profits and losses," the principal said.
Zhou Guodong concealed from everyone that the school had not approved funds. He paid for Li Moyan's class on Saturday. But the price offered by Mo Yan was not cheap at all.
He couldn't bear to let others bear the high operating expenses. After all, in Chen Nanfang, although there are many people from well-off families like Ye Siren, Qiu Wensheng, and Lin Xuerou, there are generally more families like Liu Qiqiang who have turned to crime due to poverty.
They have never had a relationship with music in their lives. To them, music is just a thing for the rich.
In fact, Zhou Guodong is the same...
He knew that Li Moyan was the same...
at the offices of Brave Music Group. Li Moyan and several less qualified colleagues were waiting in the office, waiting to be assigned jobs.
"Li Moyan, Chinese Chamber of Commerce Middle School, will you go to the 8,000-year-old class?" Xiao Yang, the salesperson, said.
"No, it's so low!" Mo Yan said disdainfully.
But several colleagues nearby rushed forward.
"I'm going! I'm going! Don't say eight thousand, I'm going for eight hundred too."
"Let me go! Tell the school that I will work overtime for free!"
“I repair instruments for free!”
The colleague next to Mo Yan, Xiao Ni, saw that Mo Yan had not been able to find a job for a long time since he was dismissed by Wang Xian, and she was worried about him.
"Senior Sister, why don't you lower your demands? If you still offer such a high price, if this continues, no school will really want you. If you don't eat, your sister will have to eat too. She is still studying here."
"Don't worry, I'm telling you secretly that Tangli Middle School and I have already negotiated the price." Mo Yan said sarcastically.
"Senior sister...you are overthinking. A few days ago, senior brother, Mo Hualun had already grabbed the order from Tangdi Middle School. He planned to give this order to the second senior brother," said the young lady.
Speaking of Mo Warren, Li Moyan became furious. Originally, after following Schubert for many years, she thought that when her master resigned as head coach of Wang Zion Black Dragons this year, she would naturally become the head coach and inherit the current No. 1 position in Asia. of silver band.
However, her wishful thinking was suddenly shattered by Mo Warren who returned from New York. He was originally the head coach of Zeus, a band at Hilton High School in New York that was ranked higher than the Black Dragons in the world. But once at a dinner, he and Chen Dongsheng's father, Abosheng, met at a banquet of the U.S. Congress. After a few words, he gave up his annual salary of tens of millions of dollars and came to Hong Kong to work as a personal trainer for Chen Dongsheng and other nobles, and by the way, he became Wang Zion's Head coach, make a small change.
But this so-called fraction was something Li Moyan had longed for during his time in court.
She once made a bold statement at the class reunion, saying that she wanted to be the head teacher of Wang Xian.
It's fine now, slap in the face.
At this time, there was a loud noise outside the office door.
Reporter: "When Mr. Mo Warren came back from the United States, was Schubert's tacit consent to come back as his successor?"
Mo: "I have always maintained a cautious and optimistic attitude towards the future. Master is still in his prime, and I still need to learn from him."
Reporter: "Does Mr. Warren Mok plan to settle in Hong Kong?"
Mo: "Hong Kong is a very interesting place. The girls in Hong Kong are beautiful and enthusiastic. I like them very much."
Journalist: "I heard that our local beautiful musician, Li Moyan, seems to be interested in Mr. Mo. Is it true?"
Mo: "We just have an ordinary relationship as colleagues. It's normal for us to have dinner occasionally."
Colleagues looked at the high-spirited senior brother and started chatting about him, especially his gossip.
He is thirty-five years old, but in top form and appearance. Many girls admire him. I heard that after he came to Hong Kong, he immediately attracted countless fans and was even more famous than many first- and second-tier stars.
"Okay, thank you reporters, fans and friends. Mr. Mo will have a meeting later, so please just leave your gifts and flowers at the reception desk," the publicist said.
After Mo Hualun greeted the reporters, he wanted to go back to his office, but when he passed by the employee area, he saw the ice beauty Li Moyan who was as beautiful as a fairy, so he gave her one of the bouquets of roses that others had given him.
"Little junior sister, I think you and Hua are a perfect match!"
He walked unsteadily, dancing and walking at the same time, very coquettishly.
"Thanks!"
After Mo Yan sneered, he threw the flowers in the trash can and stayed in the rest area without saying a word.
