"The top ten students in Dongshan Province sound very famous. ”

Xu Yizhou smiled, and said lightly: "If I remember correctly, there should be thirty-six provinces in Huaguo, and if you calculate it in this way, the ten major students in each province add up, which is three hundred and sixty." ”

"Liu Qiming, as far as you know, how many of the three or four hundred students from the provinces who sound very powerful have become the corners of the second line or above the entire Huaguo pear orchard boundary?"

"How many people have become the first line of horns again?"

Xu Yizhou looked at Liu Qiming without blinking and asked.

The latter opened his mouth, and suddenly froze, holding back for a long time and unable to say a name.

Not only him, but several other classmates with uneven faces also fell silent with complicated faces.

There is no other reason, just because what Xu Yizhou said is the truth.

The so-called horns in the provinces are really nothing when they arrive in Dragon City.

If it weren't for this, they wouldn't have made so much effort to sharpen their heads and be admitted to the Royal Peking Opera University.

There are more than 10 million people in the entire pear orchard industry, and the value of every second-tier or above big horn has increased hundreds of times compared with before, and the annual income of the first-line big horn is tens of millions.

Some corners who are willing to fight are not difficult to earn tens of millions a year.

Income is still a small thing, the key is fame and status.

It is no exaggeration to say that the first of the top ten students in Dongshan Province has arrived in Dragon City, and I am afraid that they may not be comparable to the fourth and fifth tier Xiaojiao in Dragon City.

Huaguo is too big, and there are too many servants.

In Xu Yizhou's eyes, Liu Qiming, one of the so-called top ten students in Dongshan Province, is really nothing.

"If I'm not mistaken, some of you here have been in the Dragon City Pear Garden Realm for a year or two, or even longer. ”

"I want to ask, who are the classmates who have sung the big axis on stage in the first-line theater, raise your hand and let me see?"

Xu Yizhou's eyes swept around the people below in a complicated manner, and changed to the iconic smiling appearance.

The people below, you look at me, I look at you, including Cheng Xiaolou, no one raised their hands.

"Hehe, let me ask again, which classmate has sung the big horn on stage in the second-tier theater?"

The smile on Xu Yizhou's face became even stronger, and he paused and asked again.

However.

Still not a single person raised their hand.

Liu Qiming, one of the top ten students in Dongshan Province who was indignant just now, lowered his head at this moment and gritted his teeth very tightly.

When he came to Longcheng from Dongshan Province in high spirits, he originally thought that with his original fame and Peking Opera attainments, it would only be a matter of two or three years to become a first-line big horn.

But the reality gave him one resounding slap after another, he has been in Dragon City for more than a year, not to mention the first-line theaters, and even the third-line theaters have only been on stage a few times.

And it's just a cross-knife play for other characters.

He doesn't have a good play, his Peking Opera skills are more outstanding than him, and he is even more handsome and handsome than him, and he doesn't have his own unique skills, so it is already shit luck to be able to mix in the second-tier theater in the third-tier theater.

Every servant wants to be a corner, but how many people can really become a corner?

Cheng Xiaolou's success was just an accident, and others couldn't replicate it at all.

Among the 12 students present, at least half have similar experiences to Liu Qiming.

It is precisely because they recognize the reality that they came to participate in the special entrance examination of the Royal Peking Opera University with the intention of what happened, and finally they were lucky to sit here.

"I really think it's that easy to become a horn?

"You don't want to think about it, Peking Opera has been inherited and developed for nearly a thousand years, and there are hundreds of Liyuan families that have been inherited for hundreds of years. ”

"How many schools of each of the four major industries are Shengdan, Jingwu, and ugly?!"

"How many second-tier, first-line and top big horns are still active in the Liyuan world, how many of their disciples and children are combined, and how many of the retired older generation of Peking Opera artists are there?!"

"Do you know how many graduates of the four top Peking Opera universities are each year?"

Every time Xu Yizhou asked a question, the faces of everyone below were ugly.

None of the people who can fight their way out of the encirclement and pass the special recruitment exam are fools, and so far they can't guess what Xu Yizhou is trying to express.

"Teacher Xu doesn't analyze, I really don't know how lucky I am. ”

Cheng Xiaolou thought about it along Xu Yizhou's train of thought, and was also shocked and afraid, and at the same time felt that he was really very lucky.

It is indeed a miracle that he can become a super-first-line big horn in such a short period of time.

"Let me tell you, there are no less than 70,000 graduates from these four top Peking Opera schools every year! ”

"But you see, how many people in the entire pear orchard world become horns every year, how many of them become second-tier big horns, and how many people soar into the sky-high and become first-line horns?!"

"To be honest, I really don't know where your poor arrogance comes from!"

"How many pounds and taels do you have, and you still haven't forced me to count them in my heart?"

"Huh!"

Xu Yizhou stared at the people with drooping heads with a mocking expression, and let out a heavy disdainful sneer.

Cheng Xiaolou also had mixed feelings in his heart, and secretly sighed.

As far as he knows, in the entire Huaguo pear orchard world, the number of second-tier Dajiaoer promoted every year does not exceed 200.

As for the first-line big horns, the number of people promoted each year is no more than the number of hands.

Every person who is fortunate enough to be a role is all outstanding, and at the same time he is unlucky.

Moreover, even if you become a corner, you will face the threat of being outdated.

Those big horns work harder than ordinary servants.

Even Liu Fengying, the No. 1 Tsing Yi today, still maintains the habit of getting up on time at six o'clock in the morning to practice morning exercises, as long as she is not so busy that she is tired and paralyzed, she has to practice two hours of evening exercises at night.

Success may depend on temporary luck, but to succeed all the time, you can only rely on absolute strength.

After seeing that his words hit the hearts of everyone below, Xu Yizhou's eyes flashed with a touch of pride and continued to say fiercely: "This is the first time and the last time! If I hear anyone who thinks they are very awesome in the future, then get out of my class, and we will never allow people in our class who don't have the strength and feel so awesome about themselves!"

"Wait until one day you really become a big horn above the second line, and then come to me and pretend to be forced!"

"If you really want to become a corner, then look here!"

Xu Yizhou inserted the USB drive he carried with him into the computer on the podium, clicked on the class schedule and tapped the blackboard with a ring ruler.