Chapter 12: I Want to Have a Fever Too!
"Load 'singing vocal skills'!" Wei Tingyu still chose the easiest module to use, such as going to KTV Hi Song, this is the most helpful, and the foundation of instrument performance and music theory can only be placed in the back.
Wei Tingyu's singing in his previous life can be summed up in one word, that is, "incomplete five tones". He has a bit of a male duck voice, can't sing the high notes, and can't grasp the pitch, he belongs to the kind of player who will definitely be out of tune if he doesn't have the original song, so every time he goes to KTV, he eats and drinks with his head, and occasionally sings the simplest song like "Brother" with others, without any sense of existence at all.
As the module loaded, he felt a subtle change in his chest and vocal cords, an itchy and somewhat uncomfortable change.
Out of trust in Nine, Wei Tingyu insisted on not stopping, and only two minutes later, the module was loaded.
"Okay, now discuss in groups, express your views on the 'Imperial Constitutional Reform' a hundred years ago, remember, this is the most important test point, and there has not been a year of absence from the college entrance examination in the past ten years!" shouted the history teacher on the podium in a loud voice.
Wei Tingyu skillfully turned around, and when it came to group discussions, it was the time for him and Tang Rui to blatantly talk about Dashan, and only Lin Xiaolu would seriously follow the teacher's instructions.
"I think that the imperial constitutional reform is an important reform in the entire country of China in the past three hundred and sixty years......" As soon as Wei Tingyu opened his mouth, he immediately noticed the abnormality, and his voice changed!
Lin Xiaolu and Tang Rui obviously noticed it for the first time, and Lin Xiaolu said with some surprise: "Wei Tingyu, your voice is so magnetic!"
"I'll go, I won't have a fever and this effect, I want to have a fever too!" Tang Rui was incredulous: "It sounds much more comfortable than your previous voice!"
It turns out that the modification of the chest cavity and vocal cords is not only effective for singing, but also for normal speech.
Wei Tingyu recited a paragraph according to the history textbook, quite like an announcer, the words are correct and round, and it is very charming.
Obviously, both Tang Rui and Lin Xiaolu were attracted by Wei Tingyu's recitation, and it was not until the history teacher announced the end of the discussion that they were a little reluctant to sit upright.
Wei Tingyu really wanted to show his singing voice, but unfortunately this was in class, so he could only suppress the vigorous desire in his heart. What made him unhappy was that the history teacher actually dragged the class, and under the impatient face of most of the students, he gave a big lecture on the significance of the imperial constitutional reform.
When the history teacher put away the textbook, Wang Anmin, the replacement head teacher, had already walked in.
"Hello teacher!" The whole class stood up solemnly, and they still had great respect for the head teacher, and even Ming Qingxue, who went to practice, returned to her seat.
"Today, we are going to enjoy a famous piece of Russian poetry, "The Petrel" by Gorky! Next, ask the students to recite in sections. Wang Anmin's gaze swept over the entire classroom, and most of them lowered their heads slightly.
"Wei Tingyu, you come!" Wang Anmin nodded.
Wei Tingyu had no choice but to stand up, hold the textbook and start reciting: "On the vast sea, the wind swept the dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, the petrel flies proudly like black lightning. ”
"One moment the wings touch the waves, the next moment they rush like arrows into the dark clouds......"
Wei Tingyu's recitation was not full of emotion, but his magnetic voice significantly added to the quality of the recitation, and everyone, including the head teacher, listened quietly, enjoying the sound that made the ears happy.
After Wei Tingyu recited five paragraphs, he quietly raised his head, and saw that Wang Anmin was listening with his head tilted with an intoxicated face, and he finally completely despaired.
What about the recitation in sections?
Lao Tzu has recited most of it!
Wei Tingyu, who accepted his fate, had no choice but to continue reciting, until the end - "Let the storm come more violently!"
With this sentence, Wei Tingyu finally brought out the fearless momentum of fighting the heavens and the earth, and in the second half of the sentence, he still integrated his emotions into the recitation.
"Papapa!" Wang Anmin took the lead in applauding, and the whole class also applauded.
With a little training, you can win a gold medal in the speech contest for middle school students in Los Angeles!" Wang Anmin said regretfully.
Wei Tingyu was pleasantly surprised to find that his influence was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, no less than when Wang Anmin recited his love letter that day.
In just a few minutes of recitation, Wei Tingyu's influence that he had just exhausted had grown to 26 points again.
Because of this incident, Wei Tingyu has a general understanding of the standard of influence.
Influence is about the same as a sense of existence, the more eye-catching the higher the influence, but the influence is also divided into positive and negative, the influence brought by the love letter incident is mostly negative, so the value given is not high, and the recitation gets more admiration and appreciation, so the value given is more.
In the future, I will take the route of celebrities and celebrities, not the clown route, and in order to increase my influence, I must brush up on my high qualifications and get more people's recognition, admiration and even worship, and it is not suitable to take the self-deprecating and self-deprecating route of sketch cross talk variety shows.
Since a recitation in the classroom can increase a lot of influence, what about campus theatrical performances? What about various sports competitions? and good results in exams?
Wei Tingyu's cognition of influence is still in the growth stage, and he wants to do his best to gain more influence and make himself grow faster.
The most difficult thing in a person's life is not struggle, what is desperate is that struggle cannot change fate, there are many hard-working people in every industry, but those who can stand at the top are those with the best talent and resources.
The existence of nine can transform influence into extraordinary talent, help oneself break through the ceiling in all aspects, and evolve step by step towards a real superman, which is enough to change the power of the whole world, and it is also his biggest hole card!
In the next few days, he received more and more appreciation from the teachers, and every time he was asked, Wei Tingyu could answer them perfectly. He has become an honor student at an almost visible rate, and now all he needs is an all-subject exam to announce to everyone that the top student Wei Tingyu has been born!
Wei Tingyu indulges in learning at school during the day, and writes at home at night, and the number of words coded out every day is not only the 6,000 words of the two chapters uploaded by thunder, but also about 10,000 words of manuscripts.
The assist from the Sky Forum is just a gust of wind, after all, many people will choose to raise it first and see it after a while, even if they encounter a beautiful seedling.
As a result, the number of recommended votes received every day decreased to about 2,000 votes, and it soon fell out of the homepage new book list, but it was enough to maintain "The Legend of Urban Cultivation of Immortals" in the top three of the urban new book list.
Origin Chinese Network regularly publishes recommendation messages in the author's background at 2 p.m. every Friday, and the website recommendation changes at 2 p.m. on Sundays. Wei Tingyu's contract arrived at the editorial office on Wednesday, and the editor-in-charge Lemon also told him that there must be a recommendation this week. After school in the afternoon, Wei Tingyu left the classroom like a windy teenager and rode back home on his bicycle.