Zhang Xiaoke looked like he was going to do something big, but the others didn't react much.

Tang Zhifei looked at Lin Yujing for the first time, "Is it okay to be Yujing?"

"Hmm......"

This time, Lin Yujing is actually not in it.

was gagged by Zhang Xiaoke.

"Yes!" Zhang Xiaoke grabbed Lin Yujing and replied.

Lin Yujing struggled to break free, snorted several times, wiped his mouth for a long time before half-pushing and half-saying: "It is impossible for the scum to have so many musical instruments, and the effect of the show will not be too good." ”

"I'm stable here, don't use me as a shield. Li Zheng waved his hand and smiled, "It's you, except for the piano and the sound of nature, don't you have any other expertise?"

Lin Yujing shuddered when she heard this, and she was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak.

The rest of the people also looked at Li Zheng with uncomfortable faces.

"What's wrong with the sound of heaven? Li Zheng looked around and said, "Lin Yujing's singing is good, I am realistic." ”

"Then don't say it...... Zhang Xiaoke reminded, "this kind of praise is very uncomfortable." ”

Li Zheng snorted and showed the five fingers of his right hand: "What's this, everyone has a name, and I myself am still the 'finger of God'." ”

"Oh, what about me?" Jiang Qinghua asked.

"Desperate Guest. Li Zheng's answer was fluent.

"I, me, me?" Zhang Xiaoke was also energetic.

"Hmm......" Li Zheng thought for a while, "Inu Maiji?"

"Roll !!"

"Well, don't worry about these false names. After Li Zheng was appeased, he looked at Tang Zhifei, "It's so decided, give us ten minutes of performance time, okay?"

Tang Zhifei is naturally afraid of trouble, but compared with it, it should not extinguish the students' enthusiasm for literature and art, and after some weighing, she nodded and said: "I'll help you tell the principal, but you should at least have a show sample before the 30th." ”

"Ahem......" Jiang Qinghua behind coughed, waved his hand lightly and smiled, "This, I understand the kindness, but I still don't play with you anymore, and Xiao really doesn't match you." ”

"No, it has to be you. Li Zheng held down Jiang Qinghua, "And I personally always believe that the triangle is the soul of the band." ”

"That's right. Zhang Xiaoke also shouted with the fan, "Have you heard the theme song of "Hokage"? Isn't it a flute at the beginning, don't burn it." ”

"That's not Xiao, it's shakuhachi. Jiang Qinghua's gaze gradually deepened, "Shakuhachi is an ancient musical instrument of Wu Yue in my country, similar to the dong flute, I happen to have a collection, the song you said, I have practiced it in junior high school, and the technique is actually far less difficult than "Serious Snow", mainly in the explosiveness and charm of the exhalation. ”

"Damn!

"Yes...... I ......" Jiang Qinghua looked at Li Zheng and Lin Yujing back and forth, a little entangled.

As a flute player, he naturally has a heart to play.

As a class president, I should also stand up when the school needs it.

It's just that I have clearly made up my mind that I will never be a light bulb again.

Just sing your affectionate songs.

Why bother to pull on my ecstasy flute?

Lin Yujing looked at Jiang Qinghua's constipated expression and began to be annoyed.

Yesterday, because of this, I didn't even eat the barbecue.

It's not good to dream about.

"Here you come!" Lin Yujing slapped the table hard, "There are many people, and I am not so nervous." ”

"This ......" Jiang Qinghua looked at the expectant eyes of several people, and finally couldn't bear to shirk it, and as soon as he lifted it, he took out the long flute in his schoolbag again, and said with a strong smile, "The matter has come to this point, then I will not shirk it." ”

Why is it strong?

Because he knows.

Desperate, absolutely not the life of others.

It's your own life.

Facing Li Zheng and Lin Yujing.

In the past, he was eager to participate in it, but he was always frustrated.

Now he just wants to save his life and leave the scene, but he will not be let go.

Difficult.

He's desperate, it's really difficult.

……

Twenty minutes later, the team of four rushed to the music room to prepare for a small rehearsal.

At this time, the tutor group in the classroom had dispersed, leaving only a thin and thin glasses network management teacher who was cleaning up the mess.

The so-called "network management" is actually talking about appearance, not occupation.

No matter how you look at this teacher's appearance, he is a super-house network manager who suffocates in an underground Internet café every day and then becomes malnourished.

After some inquiry, I found out that he was a music teacher that no one knew, Tan Hui.

It turns out that Sakurako really has a music teacher?

When I asked again, I found out that he actually didn't exist.

No, it's not Schrödinger's set, he really doesn't exist.

To be exact, he only exists in the middle school.

The junior high school of Yinghu Middle School is two kilometers away, and this teacher Tan spends 95% of his time there, because there is a program selection today, the principal called him over to debug the equipment.

Now that the program is judged and everyone else is gone, he still has to pack up the speakers and musical instruments, and loosen the strings, so that he can leave.

It's rare to bump into a genuine music teacher, and after Zhang Xiaoke said hello, he took advantage of the situation and set up a magnet.

In a few minutes, after listening to the program ideas of several people, Tan Hui immediately smiled.

"It's big enough. Tan Hui played the ash on the piano case, rubbed the big middle and said with a smile, "Don't talk about all the strings, if you can get the instruments in this room out of tune, I will stay up all night tonight to arrange music for you." ”

"Oh?" Li Zheng's eyes widened, "I was obviously just thinking about the arrangement, and I haven't said it yet, Teacher Tan is so understanding?"

"Just blow it. Tan Hui leaned back in his chair and his whole body sank, "If it weren't for the fact that I also like Digimon, I wouldn't be too lazy to listen to you." ”

Look at this unartistic sitting posture, I can't really be a network administrator.

And obviously, this personal information is not very well-informed, and it belongs to a relatively marginal character, otherwise he would never dare to talk to the light of Sakura Lake, under one person, the champion of the competition, Shaolin Xuzhu, the finger of God, and the demon master Li Zheng.

See his attitude.

Li Zheng is not very convenient to say anything.

As a top person, it seems very shameless to open your mouth at this time.

At this time, the importance of disciples and grandchildren is reflected.

"Teacher Tan, don't you really know?" Zhang Xiaoke gestured with a voice, "The person in front of you is the champion of the Light of Sakura Lake...... As for the one next to him, it's the voice of heaven, the god of the examination room...... Quietly!"

"Oh, oh, they're pretty good. Tan Hui only responded casually when he heard this, and he was still slumped in his chair, plucking his ears and asking lazily, "But I'm a music teacher...... Why are you telling me this?"

"Okay, then there's no need to talk about it. Zhang Xiaoke pouted at Li Zheng, "Come on, Master." ”

Needless to say, Li Zheng had already turned out the guitar and tuned it and held it in his arms.

Not to mention, when he was a hot player before today's selection, he really practiced Solo casually, but no one noticed.

"Is 'Wild Bee Flying' okay?" Li Zheng asked as he swept the strings.

Hearing the title of this song, Tan Hui couldn't help but swallow and spit at the mouth, and then sat up a little straighter.

"You...... Let me hear a paragraph first. ”

"Hmm. After Li Zheng took a breath, his left hand was raised to the treble level.

Seek stability, or not too fast.

3.

2.

1.

I saw Li Zheng's eyes glaring, and his left and right hands suddenly twitched like a qin demon.

A series of eerie melodies burst out at a rapid pace.

"Wow~~~"

In the midst of this circling high-speed crawling sound, Tan Hui was so shocked that his body straightened, like an old mummy who had been paralyzed for 10,000 years, and suddenly stood up.

Before he could say anything, the crisp sound of the piano suddenly mixed in.

It's like another bee whirling in!

Tan Hui turned his head in shock, only to find that Lin Yujing was already sitting in front of the piano and cut in seamlessly.

The simultaneous concerto of the two pianos made Tan Hui begin to suspect that the two of them had been practicing for a year before they deliberately came over to be scary.

Just as Tan Hui was about to get up and listen carefully, a lonely man not far away twitched his hand, and out of nowhere a flute appeared.

What the?

And also!

Can you also use a flute?

How much lung capacity is this?

Tan Hui looked fixedly.

I saw that the man was about to bring the flute to his mouth, but he suddenly froze and shrank back tremblingly.

Is it possible to force it?

After repeating it three or four times, the man will inevitably feel a little aggrieved and want to cry.

Yes, it's forcible power.

"What the fuck...... It's too fast......" Jiang Qinghua wiped his mouth and closed his flute gloomily.

At the same time, Li Zheng and Lin Yujing almost hooked the last note at the same time and raised their hands to finish.

But just over 1 minute, the song "Wild Bees Flying" has already been played.

After a long time, the aftermath dissipated, Tan Hui rubbed the big middle, and finally looked at Li Zheng and Lin Yujing: "Ah...... You guys...... Art students have already said it......"

"Oh, teacher, didn't you say it all, did you listen carefully? Zhang Xiaoke staggered, pointed at Li Zheng and spoke again, "This is, the light of Sakura Lake, the ...... of Huajing"

"Alright, alright, alright...... It is enough to be able to prove the level of music. Tan Hui hurriedly raised his hand and said, "What kind of tune do you want to string, just say it......"

……

So after school that day, Li Zheng missed Qiao Bixia's appointment again and did not go to the basketball court.

Fortunately, although Tan Hui looks unreliable, he is a trustworthy person, and he really rehearsed with this small band, and he really arranged a ten-minute performance at noon the next day.

Of course, he didn't help out for any school honor at all.

Purely because he is an old two-dimensional, in fact, he was tempted as early as when he heard Zhang Xiaoke say that he imagined, and after seeing the level of performance, he hit it off with the four of them, and then simply joined in himself to fill the vacancy of the drum kit.

It's a pity that with a drum kit, there is no need for triangles.

……

For most of the next week, Li Zheng spent most of the week switching between physics (mathematics) and physics (learning) and band rehearsals.

With the help of Lao Li from the two sacks of tutorial books brought back from the "sweeping monk", Li Zheng completed the reconstruction of basic physics knowledge, from mechanics and optics to heat and electromagnetism, to atomic physics and relativity.

Quantum mechanics in the future is far from being touched.

After all, the mathematical ability is still seriously insufficient, and when it comes to quantum, it is easy to enter metaphysics if it is hard.

Because of this, Li Zheng occasionally has spare time, especially when he goes to the toilet, most of them will study mathematics, and by the way, he has completed the study of linear algebra, probability theory and mathematical statistics.

It's easy to say, but this is actually the amount of teaching for several semesters, even Li Zheng has spent 5 days and thousands of hours to sort it out.

On December 30, at nine o'clock in the evening, Li Zheng finally put down the last cheats he bought from the sweeping monk.

It was placed next to his desk, on a half-man-high stack of books.

The sweeping monk is honest and does not deceive people, these dozens of catties of cheats seem to be messy, but they are actually useful.

From the tutoring of famous teachers in competitions, to college physics, to physics experiments and mathematics supplements, they are all grounded.

According to the sweeping monk's own words, he learned these cheats from junior high school to the second year of high school.

At this time, Li Zheng's foundation had been decided, and he should have slowed down his cultivation and digested it on his own.

But he still subconsciously aimed at the pillar on the other side of the desk.

It was a exercise he bought himself, and there were 27 books in total.

At the top is the legendary "500 Cases of Physics Problems in Russian Middle Schools", also known as the Russian 500.

Although it is a cult, it is actually a classic.

After all, in the cultivation of the evil path, the normal teaching materials have been completely abandoned, and you only need to do these 500 questions thoroughly, and you can mix and save two.

The current Li Zheng, looking at this legendary Russian 500, naturally has some itchy hands.

I picked it up and flipped it over, and it didn't feel too difficult.

Li Zheng couldn't help licking his lips and grabbed the pen unhappily.

Before you go to bed, do a few examples.

9:50.

Li Zheng stared dryly.

Accidentally.

That's it!

It's really not that he doesn't have enough self-control, it's mainly that this set of questions is too dirty, just like an online game, full of traps of instant gratification and follow-up temptation, always completing a task, he remembers the second task, draws a wife, and jumps out another wife; after running a round, he subconsciously clicks on the "next round".

The Russian 500 has intensified its efforts in this regard.

After a question is completed, it will immediately follow the analysis of the answer.

Can this not be watched?

Then comes the innovative solution.

Who doesn't want to know this?

This is followed by the next consolidation question, which is closely related to the previous knowledge points.

Mustn't this be consolidated?

When he started to do each question, Li Zheng muttered in his heart that this must be the "last question".

But every time I read the analysis, I instinctively opened the "next question".

Under this cycle, I accidentally brushed up on 500 questions.

If I'm not mistaken, Jiang Qinghua has been doing it for almost two months, and it seems that he has only done more than 100 questions......

Because of this, Li Zheng thought that this set of questions was difficult.

But it's okay to do.

And they are all classic templates, and even many of the real competition questions on the Chinese side are derived from these 500.

The martial arts of this Ming Sect Persian General Altar sound very evil, but when you really practice it, it has some authentic flavor.

At this time, Li Zheng, who had laid a solid foundation and thoroughly understood the kung fu of the Demon Sect, looked at the panel again and made a new breakthrough.

[Mathematics: 168→181↑]

[Physics: 215→258↑↑↑]

It is worthy of big physics, and it is much smoother than chemistry.

In my spare time, I pulled a hand of math again, which is not bad.

However, it is still necessary to guard against arrogance and rashness.

Before the next decisive battle with Lin Yujing, be sure to repair 300.

At this moment, Li Zheng once again aimed at the book pillar.

Hopefully, the remaining 26 workbooks will help me to complete my spiritual skills.