"Alas, the teacher can't do anything about it, for this, although the rule began to be added when the finals were approaching, but now, it's basically confirmed, so it's up to us, the teacher is also collecting some original songs these days, and I think there is a song, which is more suitable for you, and the lyrics are okay! That's it, time is too urgent! As for the grades, you don't have to worry, just do the best you do, you don't have any pressure, you have your teacher on top, after this exam, you also have to prepare well for the music assessment in March, and if you look at the seventh teacher, the teacher can also give you tutoring. Listening to the complaints of his students, Hua Tian was also comforted.

"Teacher Hua, how could it be? No matter what the results of this exam, I want you to tutor me, otherwise I won't have confidence in the music exam? And if you hadn't unearthed me unintentionally, then I wouldn't know that I was still suitable for singing? Ling Yiran, her mouth slightly cocked.

"Or you have this talent, otherwise you look at my son, who has no talent at all, and makes trouble for me all day long, and just now he exaggerated and wrote me a song, saying that he wants me to sing it for you, so ah, you still have to rely on your own talent, you come and see, I collected this song for you, if you think it's okay, start practicing, time is running out." Hua Tian shook his head and handed the original song he had collected to Ling Yiran.

"Eh, okay, Teacher Hua, Brother Hua, it's also for your good, a piece of filial piety, so you don't have to work hard." Ling Yiran smiled slightly, then got up and took the song handed by the teacher. Then I looked at it.

This song is similar to a kind of ancient poems, directly adapted and then composed the music, but in Ling Yiran's opinion, it is a bit nondescript, compared with more mature songs, this song is obviously a little unrelenting, and this song feels very ethereal, she can't sing that feeling, so, the more she looks, the more dissatisfied Ling Yiran's face becomes, and finally directly, slightly frowned.

"Teacher, isn't this song too bad, it doesn't feel too good." After thinking about it, Ling Yiran still asked her own questions.

Hua Qing listened to the student's words and nodded, "It's really bad, but the song collected by the teacher is better than this one, and the rest are worse than this song, I'm embarrassed to show it to you, there is nothing to do now, time waits for no one, so I'll just sing it!" It's better than having no original songs and just abandoning the game. After speaking, Hua Qing also sighed.

After listening to the teacher's words, Ling Yiran also pouted and nodded, "Okay, teacher." I got it, I did my best,".

Just when Ling Yiran swept his eyes to the music sheet in his hand, Yu Guang saw that on Mr. Hua's computer, what was displayed was the music score passed by Hua Long, and then, his eyes lit up, as if he had discovered something novel, "Teacher, is that Brother Hua, the song he wrote for you, can you show me." I saw that there was a pig word on it, or something, so strange. Ling Yiran pointed to the computer, and then, said to Teacher Hua.

"Ah, this, it's written by that kid in Hualong, what is it called "Song of the Pig", I'm also speechless, this name is a bad look, and the content is not outstanding, and I don't know what that kid thinks, if you want to see it, take a look, go back and laugh at him, let him increase his memory." Then Teacher Hua turned the computer screen to Ling Yiran's side.

Ling Yiran looked at the computer screen that Teacher Hua turned around and smiled, "Well, teacher." I'll go back and taunt him, he cursed me for less than 10 singers before I came to the competition? This Brother Hua is really hateful. He shook his fist as he spoke.

Then, Ling Yiran took a good look at the lyrics written by her brother Hua, and when she saw the name of the song "Song of the Pig", she pursed her mouth and laughed, "Song of the Pig" Brother Hua won't write himself, right? I used to be late for school a lot, and then my grades in the class were fartful, very stupid, well, it must be, Brother Hua wrote himself as a pig, Ling Yiran thought silently in her heart.

Then, Ling Yiran looked down, and as a result, he saw,

Pig! You have two holes in your nose, and you still have snot when you have a cold.

Pig! You have dark eyes, and you can't see the edge when you look at it.

Pig! Your ears are so big that you can't hear me calling you stupid.

Pig! Your tail is curled and curled, and it turns out that you can't do without it for running and jumping.

This time, Ling Yiran didn't purse her mouth, but laughed directly, without a trace of the breath of a lady and goddess, and then said: "Teacher, this song is so funny, haha, I laughed to death." Brother Hua is still very talented, worthy of being my Brother Hua."

"You, I still feel funny, I feel that this is fundamentally different from the songs we usually sing, that can't be called a song, it's not better to describe the pig directly in sentences, it's good, get a song to write about the pig, I have taught him in the past few years, he must have forgotten it, and I will go back to educate that kid." Hua Qing hated that iron could not be made of steel.

"Wait, teacher, I'm going to keep looking." Ling Yiran put away her smile, and then continued to read down, as a singer, in fact, she was unconsciously following the score in her heart, singing silently, the more she looked down, the more excited Ling Yiran became, after reading it for the first time, and then, closing her eyes, she sang silently in her heart, and found that this song was also mysterious.

"Teacher Hua, I silently sang a few words of this song in my heart, and found that it suited me very well, now there is no live performance, I don't know the effect, but, I'm sure, it's better than your song, and we are just a middle school student campus top ten singer competition, this song is more suitable, this song is ostensibly writing pigs, in fact, in essence, we can say that it is a revelation to us, such as getting up early, loving clean, studying hard, etc., for our students, it has a warning effect, And I feel that the melody is more easy-going, and more importantly, it is simple to sing, I practice for a day, and I can basically be very proficient, and the style of music is very compatible with me, and I feel very suitable for me to sing. Ling Yiran, her face was full of excitement, although the content of this song is relatively popular, it is undoubtedly a good song in other aspects, especially for us middle school students.

And teacher, I'll be honest, don't punish me, "This song, I feel much better than the song you collected, the link before and after is very good, the melody is light and clear, although the lyrics are more realistic, but if you sing it, it may feel deeper and more able to form a contrast." ”

Listening to his student's words, Teacher Hua was full of surprise, his son wrote a good song, wouldn't it? With a skeptical attitude, Mr. Hua moved the computer screen closer, and Yan began to examine the song. When I used to watch it, in fact, Mr. Hua had some preconceived notions in his heart, thinking that his son was not that piece of material, so he looked at it superficially, and now his proud disciples are recommending it, so he will evaluate it from the perspective of a professional musician.