Lin Bao didn't know the situation in Han Yiyi's live broadcast room, but he had completely turned on the devil teacher mode.

With his ear power, he can basically judge the pitch and interval rhythm of each note played by Cao Zige in an instant, and then quickly point it out.

He just wants to use this kind of high-intensity, high-precision guidance to keep Cao Zige in a tense mental state at all times. Only in this way can we get rid of all the bad habits of the past, forget them, and then re-develop the most accurate musicality and rhythm.

"BPM60 you play like this, heavy play!"

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"Didn't you hear the sound on the metronome?

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"Slow!"

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"It's still slow!"

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"Slow!"

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"Why is your first string always one notation lower?

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"The third note, it's faster!

......

Looking at the scene in front of him, Han Yi, who was holding his mobile phone, was there one by one.

She suddenly felt that her junior brother was so pitiful, like a primary school student who had been reprimanded by a teacher, and she didn't dare to fight back. However, the feeling that the boss of Bao'er is so fierce as a teacher is completely different from the usual feeling.

The customers who were eating skewers around heard the sound and looked sideways, a little confused, what happened?

Is this practicing the guitar?

Even the people in the stalls of other shops next to it craned their necks to look at them.

Only Yu Qin is accustomed to it.

I've seen this scene once yesterday......

Syllable!

"Deliver food, what's the matter?"

Lin Bao slapped the ten enoki mushroom rolls in his hand on the plate and said to Yu Qin, who was there

"Oh. ”

Yu Qin couldn't help but tremble at Lin Bao's cold gaze, hurriedly took it, turned around and muttered, "What is fierce, what ......is it?"

Lin Bao glanced at her back, retracted his gaze, turned around and suddenly said, "The third tone, it's still fast! The middle finger is in a hurry to reincarnate, isn't it?"

Cao Zige's body trembled, and he was busy bouncing it from the beginning.

He knew that everyone else around him was looking at him, and his ears were red, but he didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest. Because, even if he used all his attention, listened to the metronome, and quickly reacted and popped up in his hand, he was still found fault with Lin Bao in various ways.

Especially after listening to the recording just now, he knew that he did have a problem playing, and the problem was not small. It's no wonder that every time Lin Bao listened to himself play before, he frowned angrily and wanted to get angry.

These questions, in normal words, he himself has never heard of them. Now that the great god Lin Bao has pointed it out to himself, of course, even if he is hard-headed, he has to patiently pop it up over and over again.

However, the audience in the live broadcast room can't be calm.

Many people were preconceived, and when they saw Lin Bao actually reprimanding the handsome junior while grilling skewers there, they felt that the handsome junior was not worth it.

Most people have also watched the video of that day, and the junior brother sang an original song to confess, and the song is so good, so naturally he has gained a lot of fans.

Now seeing him being trained, many people are naturally uncomfortable.

Especially some rhythmic viewers with ulterior motives, basically very fast, and the barrage in the entire "One by One Leg Long One by One" live broadcast room is full of remarks about Lin Bao's unkindness.

Han Yiyi reacted from his stunned mind one by one, glanced at the barrage brushed out of the live broadcast room, and was also a little scared, thinking, whether to turn off the live broadcast, otherwise the rhythm will be completely messed up.

But after thinking about it, if the live broadcast was turned off directly, those netizens on the Internet would definitely have more misunderstandings about Boss Baoer.

When the time comes, some people will take screenshots and make videos on the Internet, and the uninformed audience will see these processed pictures and videos, and they don't know how much trouble they will bring to the boss of Bao'er.

After thinking about it, she didn't close the live broadcast room, but instead pulled a stool and leaned closer to let everyone see it more clearly.

She believes that Boss Bao'er is a person, and she will definitely not be maliciously bullying her junior brother.

Everyone knows that Yan Shi is a high apprentice, and I believe that after she records all the training process, when the time comes, there will definitely be sensible audiences who know the good intentions of Boss Bao'er.

In particular, on the Internet, and even in her live broadcast room, there are many people who learn guitar and musical instruments. Even around, there must be students with magic sounds.

They should be the people who have the most right to speak.

However, because there are too many people with rhythm, their rational speeches have been squeezed into the corners.

After fixing the shot, Han Yiyi contacted the administrator in the live broadcast room one by one, and the two of them began to frantically delete those malicious and rhythmic barrages.

"One by one, what's going on?"

The other two sisters in the dormitory also noticed this situation and came over.

"Someone is leading the rhythm in the group, and they are all saying bad things about Boss Bao'er, and I'm deleting the barrage. ”

Han Yiyi whispered.

"Is there such a thing?"

The two sisters stared at each other, looking at the dense barrage on Han Yiyi's screen, and suddenly felt a sense of battle coming out of their bodies, "It's against the sky, this group of people!

Han Yi nodded.

Immediately, the three of them frantically deleted those rhythmic barrages on their mobile phones.

Soon, with the efforts of several of them, the barrage in the live broadcast room was finally barely controlled.

Whew-

Han Yiyi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

And at this time, as a large number of sunspots were suppressed, some rational remarks began to emerge slowly.

"To be honest, the owner of this barbecue restaurant was right. ”

"I started playing the piano in elementary school, and the teacher was many times more fierce than this at that time!

"The rhythm of the junior brother is really problematic. ”

"If you want to learn the guitar well, this step is a must! rhythm, relying on practice and ...... Practice!"

"The young lady of the fourth year of Moyin picked her toes to show her support for Boss Bao'er!"

"The one above the thug, I suddenly remembered my third-grade math teacher Yan......"

"Come on, junior brother!"

"Haha, suddenly I have a sense of picture in my head!"

"Imagine a junior doing math problems......"

"Boss Bao'er: How much is six or seven? Junior brother: Six, seven and thirty-five. How much? four ...... Forty-one, your family is sixty-seven, forty-one, forty-three?"

"Well, six or seven is coming, I suddenly ...... confused"

"I took my phone and counted it, six, seven, forty-five. Fortunately, after so many years, the ninety-nine multiplication table has not fallen [dog head] [dog head] [dog head]"

"Don't talk about it upstairs, I don't know why my palms hurt inexplicably. ”

"Arrangement!"

"hhhhhh, you're going to laugh at me!"

"See you in court!"

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People are nostalgic.

Only nostalgic things can touch people's hearts the most.

There are two reasons for this, one is that memories secrete a certain kind of dopamine, which stimulates human brain activity. Second, for a person, familiar things, especially things that you have a sense of participation in, can best attract your attention and favorability.

To take the simplest example, hundreds of names that are not familiar to you appear on the screen, and then your name is interspersed in them, and you will react to that name instantly.

Every generation has the memory of every generation.

Although corporal punishment has been written into the law in this era, which one of these generations has not come out of that familiar brick classroom. In anyone's memory, there is no elementary school math teacher surnamed Yan or Yan.

Then one summer noon, or winter morning, you are left at the door of the classroom by the math teacher with a runny nose, and you are faced with the soul torture of the ninety-nine multiplication table over and over again.

There is also the kind of ruler board made of wood, the big yellow triangle board.

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On the barrage, the rhythmic barrage that was originally brushed in rows has become a memory of the musical instrument I once learned.

It even extended to the topic of being beaten by an elementary school math teacher and memorizing a ninety-nine multiplication table.

When I think of these experiences that were simply devilish in those days, the audience who is now sitting in front of the screen has a scruffy beard, a thick foundation, and even a father and mother, and their faces are full of the warmth of memories.

Especially when I saw the comments in the barrage with a special sense of picture, I showed a knowing smile.

Then he kept his hands on the keyboard and joined the joyful memories of this generation.

Poof!

Seeing the barrage of god-like replies sent by netizens on the screen, Han Yiyi couldn't help but be happy.

The two sisters next to them laughed even more disregardively.

Many onlookers around heard the news and logged in to the live broadcast room with their mobile phones. While watching the scene, I watched the live broadcast and the pictures inside the live broadcast, so happy.

A boy sitting on the seat also seems to be brushing this live broadcast room. He showed a handful of lamb kebabs, and then suddenly looked at a barrage that poked his laughter, and burst out laughing directly: "Haha, cough cough cough ......"

The whole scene, whether it was in the barrage or on the barbecue stall, was a joy.

At this time, a barrage suddenly swiped across the screen:

"Eh, to be honest, it's just me, do you feel like my junior brother is playing better now than before?"