Going to be done?

Seeing Xiao Hei's frightened expression, Liu Pian thought about it and thought about this exam, but the identity of the scumbag was still here, and he couldn't get the "heavenly machine" in Xiao Hei's words.

"Isn't it that difficult, I feel the same as the last monthly exam?"

Xiao Hei wanted to cry without tears, "You feel this way every time, so your grades always stand at the back of our class, towering and unmoving." ”

"......" Liu Pian was speechless.

"This time the theory is really difficult, and I feel that I can only get a score of more than 200 points for the 300-point question. ”

"Thank God I can take one hundred and five, you are not satisfied with two hundred?"

"I used to be two hundred and five. ”

Liu Pian thought so, and patted Xiao Hei on the shoulder, "You are indeed very two hundred and five." ”

Xiao Hei slapped Liu Pian's paws away, and said in a chattering voice, "You still haven't understood the seriousness of the matter, if we do poorly in the exam, the soldiers will definitely be furious and torture us to death." Not to mention that there is no holiday at Christmas, even if it is a holiday on New Year's Day, the soldiers can tie Jesus to the cross and let us live in hell. ”

Liu Pian turned on her mobile phone and looked at today's day, the 22nd, wouldn't it be a weekend night or Christmas Eve?

Hey, that sounds a little scary.

What kind of Christmas is this?

It's not a transcript, it's an obituary!

However, when Liu Pian thought about his identity as an art candidate, the worry in his heart immediately disappeared without a trace.

It's just that I pity the rest of the class.

With his hands folded, Liu Pian smiled cheaply: "Xiao Hei, my father has poor grades, so I can't do anything for you, I can only mourn for you." Behave well, don't let my white-haired people send black-haired people. ”

Xiao Hei raised his middle finger, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a word like squeezing toothpaste.

"Get out!"

......

On the weekend, Liu Pian continued to go to Jiangmei to study music, and by the way, she asked Liu Cheng about the enrollment of Huaxia Conservatory of Music.

Although the willow liar's nerves are sometimes more nervous, after identifying a goal, he will give it his all. He didn't skip a lot of cultural classes, but Jiang Mei's side didn't skip a single class.

The system only provides a variety of entertainment products and operating skills, and music literacy is a mysterious and mysterious thing, and the broken system will not provide it. Liu Pian never expected that the system, which had a nerve similar to her own, could help her in this regard.

Now that the provincial examination is over, Jiang Mei's students have left a lot, and to Liu Pian's surprise, Li Xiaoming, the guy who feels super good about himself, is still studying in Jiang Mei.

Listening to Liu Cheng, this guy did well in the exam, and now he is preparing for the school examination of the Sichuan Conservatory of Music. Originally, with his ability, he could go to a better college, but this lover didn't want to go too far.

It happened that Sichuan Province and Jiangcheng were very close to each other, so I chose the Sichuan Conservatory of Music without hesitation.

Liu Pian also had to sigh that this good self-feeling of this product is definitely what her parents are used to.

After class, Liu Pian went to Liu Cheng's office, and the teacher said that he wanted to tell him about the school exam.

After arriving, Liu Cheng handed Liu Pian a copy of the materials that had been printed a long time ago.

"This is the enrollment brochure of Huaxia Conservatory of Music last year, which has the admission requirements and number of students for each major, which can be used as a reference. Now you see which major you want to apply for, and if you don't understand it, just ask me. ”

Liu Pian held the A4 paper with a thickness of no less than dozens of pages, and felt that the whole person was not good. When he opened it, the dense tables and words made his head even bigger. With patience, Liu Pian looked at them one by one and found that there are many differences between the school examination and the provincial examination of Huaxia Conservatory of Music, not only the classification is more detailed, but even the examination process is much more cumbersome.

After counting, there are about ten majors in total, such as the Department of Musicology, the Department of Music Technology, the Department of Composition, the Department of Chinese Music, the Department of Piano and so on. There are some majors, Liu Pian can understand by looking at the name, for example, the composition department should be arranging and the like. Some majors can only be understood by looking at the description, such as the music technology department, which plays electronic music and hires amplification.

It's just the kind of major in Liu Pian's mind that only needs to sing and sing to be OK, it doesn't seem to be there?

"Teacher, this is too troublesome, isn't it?"

Liu Cheng smiled and asked: "What do you think? Studying in a conservatory of music and being a singer cannot be equated." Singing is just a classification of music, if you look at domestic singers, how many of them graduated from conservatories?"

"That seems to be the case. ”

"So, now tell me what you think, which major are you going to apply for?"

Liu Pian was also confused, "Well, I don't understand this very well, anyway, I just want to sing, don't ask for much." ”

"If you're like that, you're going to have a lot of majors. Who can't sing in the conservatory? And they also have their own musical instruments, such as piano, and there are many people who have reached grade 10. ”

Liu Pian: "....." Nima, is there anything so terrifying?

"What instrument do you play?"

"Guitar. ”

"What else?"

"It's gone. Liu Pian said with a shy face, "If you play the piano, I can play do, re, mi, fa, sol, la, si, how many levels is this, is there a 0.5 level?"

Liu Cheng's face darkened, level 0.5? I'm afraid you didn't bounce with your feet, right?

"The guitar is an instrument that doesn't have a corresponding specialty. Do you like to sing bel canto, or folk singing? This is not too demanding on the instrument. ”

"Forget it, it's too elegant, I'm a layman. Liu Pian hurriedly shook his head, he had studied for more than a month, and he still knew a little about these two singing methods, that is, the style was very high. There are very few popular songs on the market that are sung in these two ways.

The spring and white snow, the love of a few people, can't get up. The lower riba people are popular arts, which can be popular all over the country.

Liu Cheng thinks it is also, with this kid's out-of-the-box character, how can he calm down and engage in these tunes?

"In this case, then you should still apply for a music performance, there is a vocal music major in it, you only need to sing, and the process is similar to the provincial exam. I remember that it was pop singing, not bel canto and ethnic singing. ”

"Oh. Liu Pian immediately turned to the chapter on music performance, and then found that among the majors of musical instrument performance, she found the major of vocal music.

This major is indeed divided into two categories, one is bel canto and folk singing, and the other is pop singing, including pop singing and dancing.

The exam is indeed similar to the provincial exam, there are written exams and interviews, but the interview requires four songs, and then one song is randomly selected to sing. And the singing item has 400 points, and other solfeggio ear training, etc., add up to only 100 points.

"That's an exaggeration. Liu Pian was speechless.

Liu Cheng pouted: "Are you still worried about this?"

"I'm worried about the other candidates. ”

“......”

"Teacher, then I'll go back and prepare now, four songs, I have to write them for a long time. ”

"Go ahead, go ahead, try to write it out as soon as possible, and I'll get you the accompaniment. ”

[Deception successful, gain 10 deception points]

Liu Pian smiled secretly, writing songs, in fact, it has started now.

......

Back home, Liu Pian told her parents about the major she was going to apply for. After hearing this, the two elders also looked at each other.

Especially Dad.

At the beginning, he supported Liu Pian to engage in music, but he didn't expect his son to be so bullish, as if he had rejuvenated the second spring of his life, he was simply indomitable and invincible.

The mother is Liu Pian from the bottom of her heart, her son can work hard for what he likes, and she is the happiest to see this kind of scene.

After her mother went to the kitchen to cook, Liu Pian fell on the sofa and secretly asked her father, "Dad, how did you and Teacher Liu meet?"

"That's a long story. Dad recalled, "At the beginning, something happened to your teacher Liu, because of a copyright dispute over the song." Then when the lawsuit was filed, your mother and I helped him and didn't let him suffer. Come and go, and it's cooked. He is a grateful person, he has always thought of me and your mother, and this time he asked him to tutor you, and he didn't even confiscate the money. ”

"There's something else going on. Liu Pian was surprised, and her mouth opened into an O-shape. No wonder Mr. Liu is so good to himself, it turns out that there is such a bitter past.

"yes, it's been a long time. Dad looked embarrassed, and then told Liu Pian, "Don't you also write songs?" So you have to hold the copyright thing firmly, don't make some disputes, and ask me and your mother to clean up the mess for you." ”

"I know this, don't worry, Dad, I won't make trouble with these moths. ”

Liu Pian is not worried about the problem of copyright disputes, unless those singers chase them into this world through time and space.

.....

Back at school on Sunday afternoon, as soon as she arrived at class, Liu Pian "smelled" that the classroom was filled with a lifeless smell.

When I looked closely, many of my classmates were listless, frosted eggplant-like, and sick. Liu Pian even saw that many top students were frowning and worried.

Liu Pian cautiously sat down beside Wang Yan, raised her hand and shook it in front of the eyes of the people who had lost focus.

"Ahh You're back at school?"

"Just arrived. Liu Pian nodded and said tentatively: "What's wrong with everyone, don't I just go for two days, how can I make the classroom the same as the funeral home?"

"It's not because of the monthly exams. Wang Yan pursed her mouth, her little face was very aggrieved, "It's very difficult to sort out the comprehensive this time, the classmates didn't do well in the exam, and the soldiers seem to be very angry." ”

"As for it, if it's so difficult, if you want to die together, then the other classes won't do well, right?"

"No, I heard that the second class did better than our class. ”

Liu Pian remembered that the head teacher of the second class was a mathematics teacher and brought several mathematics lessons for key classes. Liu Pian generously gave the nickname: Brother Nuo, not because there is the word "Nuo" in people's names, but because there is a symbol for logarithmic functions in mathematics, called log.

After that, this nickname spread like crazy, and everyone knew it.

It can be said that Liu Pian is definitely the number one nail in Nuoge's eyes, the kind that can't be pulled out.

And the soldier is a chemistry teacher, and he takes a chemistry class.

Both teachers are class teachers, and although they are usually full of kindness, when it comes to the exam, they have to wrestle their wrists.

Now in such a situation, Liu Pian already has a hunch that tonight's evening self-study will become an ideological education class for soldiers.