"Good!!"

The whole class applauded and applauded, especially the fat tiger, whose hands were red and giggled.

As for Fang Jing, no one paid attention to him at this time, the victory and defeat had been decided, so there was no suspense.

Gong Yu has good innate advantages, not to mention that she is beautiful, and her popularity in the class is also good, plus her singing skills are good, she has obviously practiced

On the other hand, Fang Jing is a country boy, although he is lucky enough to participate in the deformation meter to come to their class.

But I have to say that there is indeed a gap between rural children and urban children in terms of art.

In their hearts, I'm afraid Fang Jing can't even read all the Dolai Mifa instigated Laxi.

Rich children go to the best kindergarten at the age of three or four, and when they are in the first grade, they can add, subtract, multiply and divide two digits, and they can have a simple English conversation before they go to junior high school.

Usually winter and summer vacations piano, art, dance, all kinds of cram schools non-stop, more than ten years have a lot of attainments in all aspects.

Looking at the rural children, there is no kindergarten, and after school, they play with mud and marbles, go up to the tree to dig birds' nests, and go down to the river to fish.

Moreover, there are no idlers in the farmhouse, and when you are a little older, you have to start sharing the housework, harvesting in autumn and planting in spring, planting rice and threshing, washing dishes and chopsticks, and herding cattle and feeding pigs.

Over time, the gap between children will gradually widen.

……

When the sound of the palm almost stopped, Gong Yu returned to his seat, and Fang Jing slowly walked up to the stage.

"You can also see the situation just now, Gong Yu's classmates are beautiful and sweet, and I will lose as soon as I open my mouth, so I won't be ugly next, everyone says how to punish it, I admit it!"

Fang Jing admits defeat, what everyone expected, it is really embarrassing to open his mouth and scream like a ghost.

"Why don't you tell us more about your hometown? I'm interested, and this will be punished. ”

The first to speak was Gong Yu, who stared at her bright eyes, dragged her cheeks with one hand, and said with a smile.

Fang Jing didn't know if she deliberately gave herself a step down or if she really liked to listen to rural affairs.

"Yes, yes, yes, we also like to listen to Fang Jing's stories. A group of girls nodded wildly.

Urban children have never been to the countryside, and they are very curious about the lifestyle and environment of the mountain villages, such as how rice is grown, and several girls chase after them.

The music teacher nodded secretly, she also agreed with Gong Yu's proposal, and she didn't expect him to actually sing if Fang Jing was included, but she just focused on participating and going through the motions.

It should be no stranger to the affairs of his hometown, and it is estimated that he is also handy when he talks about it, and everyone is happy.

"I don't agree, we want to listen to Fang Jing sing!"

Wang Xiaoming's words surprised the whole class, and suddenly everyone's eyes focused on him.

"Teacher, they all said that the emphasis is on participation, and no one sings, how do you know that it doesn't work, it's true that the literary and artistic committee members sing well, but this is not an excuse to deprive Fang Jing of singing.

We are not engaged in a singing competition, it is an entertainment, it doesn't matter if we win or lose, everyone has a good time, but we admit defeat when we participate, what is this called?

Wang Xiaoming's words are full of gunpowder, no one is a fool, this is clearly to make Fang Jing ugly.

But what he said still has some truth and is impossible to refute.

The cameraman's wolf-like gaze seemed to have found good food, and the green ones were to be eaten alive. I was shocked and quickly gave the camera to the teacher.

The music teacher was difficult to ride a tiger, her gloomy face didn't speak, she was not angry in front of so many cameras, and today, how dare Wang Xiaoming tease her tiger whiskers.

"Haha, teacher, since the students are so strongly demanding, what is it...... I'd better sing a song!"

Fang Jing came out to play a round, he didn't want the teacher to be difficult, and besides, there were still six days to go, and getting along with his classmates was also a problem.

After Wang Xiaoming's pick, I'm afraid that the rest of the day will not be easy, and everyone will alienate him.

Besides, it's not that he can't sing, he is still above Gong Yu in terms of singing skills, at least he won't be able to open his mouth to the extent that he will die.

The reason why he didn't sing was to save face for Gong Yu, winning would not benefit him at all, and there were more people who secretly missed her as a class flower.

swept people's faces, I don't know how many enemies I want to make for no reason.

"Fang Jing, can you? If not, don't force it. The music teacher kindly reminded him.

"It's okay, I used to sing a lot when I was herding cattle, and I knew it very well. ”

The music teacher was full of black lines, "Okay, then you can sing!"

She has already made up her mind, no matter how well Fang Jing sings, she will give a high evaluation, if she can't sing well, she will say that he has commendable courage, and if she can't have courage, she will praise him for his good mental outlook, simplicity, kindness, and sincerity, these are all advantages, and it is not easy to praise a person?

Scratching his head, Fang Jing said embarrassedly: "Teacher, can you give me a guitar, I want to change it, Jasmine has sung it so many times, I believe everyone is tired of listening to it."

And with Gong Yu's classmate Zhuyu in front, isn't it embarrassing for me to sing again. ”

"Can you play the guitar?"

The music teacher's eyes widened, did the program team find the wrong person, is this Shanliwa?

Mature and steady, neither humble nor arrogant, this is forgotten, the key is not nervous on stage, dignified manners, polite speech, and special guitar talks.

She wondered if the program team had found a trainee to stay in the mountains for a few days, and then took this opportunity to step on the city to make her debut.

Fang Jing touched his head shyly, and smiled embarrassedly: "I like music very much, the junior high school music teacher is also a graduate of the Conservatory of Music, I often ask him for advice when I am fine, and he is willing to teach me." ”

"Whew!" scared Lao Tzu, "Wang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief, he really thought that Fang Jing could play the guitar, who knew that he was a pretending β.

"Teacher, I'll go to the vocal room and get it for him. Wang Xiaoming raised his hand.

Don't you like to pretend to be forced? I'll let you pretend to be enough, and when the time comes, you will play like a chainsaw.

"Okay, go and come back quickly!"

The music teacher bit very the word fast back, and there are still seven or eight minutes before this class is over, as long as Wang Xiaoming does not come back, the next music class can only wait for a week, and the transformation will be over at that time.

"Okay!"

As soon as he went out, Wang Xiaoming accelerated in a hundred meters, went down the stairs in three steps and jumped, and arrived at the vocal room in more than a minute.

I found the teacher to explain the reason, and I borrowed the guitar very easily, and I definitely couldn't borrow it when a student came over in normal times, but now in extraordinary times, who in the whole school doesn't know that their class is filming a deformation meter?

Besides, it's also the music teacher's approval, just borrow it, maybe this is a program deliberately arranged by the school leaders.

"Whew, whew, I'm tired!"

It took three minutes before and after, Wang Xiaoming was out of breath, sweating profusely and running back to the classroom, leaning against the wall at the door.

The music teacher was stunned, "This is coming back?"

"Whew, whew, yes...... It's not you who say it...... Shall you go back soon?"

Afraid of delaying time, Wang Xiaoming gasped and personally handed over the guitar to Fang Jing.

Stroking the guitar, Fang Jing had a lot of thoughts, as if he was back to the days of live broadcasting and singing.

I remember the time......

"You'd better hurry up! What are you fussing around? Can you find a flower if you touch it again?"

Wang Xiaoming saw that Fang Jing was pretending to be forced again, and let out a low roar, which immediately pulled him back to reality.

Fang Jing: ......

This baby is very dry!