152 [Special Trick (I)]

Wang Zheng pushed open the double-leaf door in front of Wang Shu, "Let's go, girl, don't be nervous." Wang Shu took a deep breath and walked in.

It was a large hall with a lot of space, but there wasn't much of it, so it seemed empty.

This hall is specially used for admissions and selection, but sometimes it is provided for students to hold some dance parties when it is not in use.

There was a neat row of tables and chairs on the opposite door, covered with red cloths, and the specially recruited examiners had not yet arrived, and the seats were empty.

"Girl, don't be nervous, no one has come yet. Wang Zheng walked to the front row and sat down, and put the milk baby on the table from his head, "Come, you treat me as a judge, try to sing a section first?"

Before opening the door just now, Wang Shu kept holding Wang Zheng's hand. Wang Zheng clearly felt the coldness of Wang Shu's hands, and he also knew that Wang Shu, who had never seen anything in the world, was inevitably nervous.

"Brother... Brother, it's okay... I... No... Not nervous. Before the judges came, Wang Shu had already spoken with Tik Tok, but she didn't seem to notice it yet.

"Forget it, come on, girl, sit here. Wang Zheng patted a seat next to him and said.

Wang Shu looked at the back, closed the door, and then walked over and sat down slowly.

"Girl, guess what those judges will say when you review it for a while?" Wang Zheng wanted to try to relieve Wang Shu's pressure.

Wang Shu shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't know. In fact, her brain is already in a short-circuit state now, and she basically can't do such difficult thinking.

"I guess he'll say that you're one of the few people who have participated in the special recruitment in recent years, and this kind of opportunity is not something that anyone can have...... Something like that. ”

"Or you may say that you are very talented and sing very well, but you can be a little higher in the second key of the second phrase......"

"Or ......"

"Let's click~" The door was opened again, "Teacher Liu, please come in." It was Mu Xueqing who spoke, followed by Liu Qing's teacher Liu Changbo, who had a beard and gray hair, and it was obvious that the principal still respected him very much.

Mu Xueqing walked in, saw Wang Zheng and Wang Shu sitting on the judges' seat at a glance, and hurriedly motioned for them to get up. In fact, before she didn't signal, Wang Shu bounced up directly from her seat as soon as she saw the judges.

"Sit down, those two haven't come yet, don't worry. Liu Changbo spoke, without any emotion. Wang Zheng scolded his favorite disciple Liu Qing before, and he also had some opinions about Wang Zheng in his heart.

It's not that it's for Liu Qing, but for his own apprentice to lose his face, not to mention that the repertoire that Liu Qing sang that day was still written by himself.

Wang Zheng saw the unhappiness in Liu Changbo's heart, but he didn't show it, he still stood up and showed respect.

Mu Xueqing and Liu Changbo gave up each other's seats, and in the end, Mu Xueqing sat in that position because of her identity as the principal, obviously Mu Xueqing was also one of the judges.

"Is this your child?" asked Wang Zheng, pointing to the baby lying on the table.

"Well, the long Suida. When the baby heard this, she glanced back at Wang Zheng, her heart full of disdain.

"Uh-huh, it's good. Uncle Liu stretched out his hand to hug the baby and gently raised it in his arms.

"Well, I think you should put him down. Wang Zheng said with a little embarrassment.

"What, can't you hug your child?" Liu Changbo was a little angry, "Ah~"

"I said you shouldn't hold him. Wang Zheng and Mu Xueqing hurriedly buckled the baby's hand holding the white beard.

"Teacher Yang, please. ”

"Teacher Zhang, please. As soon as the words ended, two professors in their fifties and sixties walked in humbly.

"Teacher Zhang, Teacher Yang, hurry up and take a seat. Mu Xueqing reminded.

All the judges are seated.

"This is Mr. Yang, the vice president of the School of Music. Mu Xueqing pointed to Teacher Yang who had a seven-minute hair.

"This is Ms. Zhang, the music director of our school. He pointed to Mr. Zhang with gold-rimmed glasses on the other side.

"Everybody's here, you introduce yourself, and then you're ready to go. Mu Xueqing said to Wang Shu.

At this time, Wang Shu's heart was beating rapidly.

"You are one of the few people who have participated in the special recruitment in recent years, and this kind of opportunity is not available to everyone......

"Puff~" Teacher Yang said after Mu Xueqing finished speaking, but before Teacher Yang finished speaking, he saw that Wang Shu couldn't help it and laughed.