Hearing Shang Lu's words, Huang Lingyou hurriedly echoed: "Yes, Teacher Shi, why don't we stop today's class, the class is about to end, and there is not enough time." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Other classmates also began to intercede for Han Ziye one after another. Shi Cianming ignored them, but sat directly in front of the piano, put his hands on the keyboard and played the tune.

Han Ziye had never heard this piece, but it felt like a classical piano piece. Han Ziye doesn't like classical music, so she usually doesn't listen to it. But now, the head teacher wants her to hear the emotions in this song. It seems that if you want to complete the task and protect your reputation, you can't just listen, you can only change another way.

Thinking of this, Han Ziye slowly closed his eyes as if he had made up his mind.

After the notes played on the piano entered Han Ziye's ears, they turned into various symbols in her brain, and these symbols slowly appeared in front of her eyes, and after rearranging and combining, a long article without a beginning or end appeared in her mind. After a while, some of the characters in the article appeared to be placed in a document, enlarged and skewed. Han Ziye immediately learned the information he wanted to know.

It didn't take long for Han Ziye to open his eyes. At this time, the head teacher's song had already been played, and he turned around and said to his classmates, "This piece is very long. Because of time, I only played one of them, Han Ziye, now you can talk about it, what kind of emotions are expressed in this song? ”

Han Ziye lowered his head and sorted out his words, then raised his head after a moment and said: "I haven't heard this piece before, it seems to be a classical piano piece, but I rarely listen to classical music, so I can't tell what emotions are expressed in the song." ”

Hearing Han Ziye say this, the classmates all began to whisper, Huang Lingyou was obviously anxious, wanting to help but not knowing what to do. He looked at Han Ziye and then at Shang Lu, not knowing where the calmness and confidence on their faces came from.

After a pause, Han Ziye said again: "But I can tell you what emotions you showed when you played. ”

Shi Cianming smiled, in his opinion, he had already stumped Han Ziye, and what Han Ziye said now was nothing more than an excuse for not wanting to admit that he had lost. He smiled tolerantly, "Say it." ”

"This piece was supposed to express a low, melancholy feeling, but when you play it, it's more of a whimsical, unrestrained mood. I don't think it's that you don't understand the tune, it's that your own style of playing is meant to be. ”

Shi Cianming has been playing the piano for so many years, and he knows his playing style no better. Hearing such an evaluation from Han Ziye's mouth, he knew that he had lost this time.

Seeing that the head teacher didn't speak, Han Ziye reminded: "Teacher Shi, am I right?" ”

After a while, Shi Cianming said solemnly: "What you said is right, I shouldn't doubt you, so I apologize to you." ”

There was a burst of cheers in the classroom, and Shang Lu hugged Han Ziye excitedly. Jiang Wei, who was sitting on the side, was jealous.

The head teacher apologized to Han Ziye, but Han Ziye didn't show much joy. Only she knew that in order to prevent her superpowers from being discovered by others, she had concealed a lot of information and didn't say anything. For example, the piece played by the head teacher is Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No. 2, and for example, the head teacher once said in the previous class meeting that the students would not be re-seated, not because "sitting together is fate" as he said, but for another reason.

After class, the students walked back to the classroom, talking non-stop along the way, and everyone thought it was incredible what had just happened in class. Jiang Wei didn't know when he had already gone back with Ai Ye. Han Ziye's face was solemn, as if he was not happy because of what happened in the class just now, while the other three people were excited because they saw the tricks between masters for the first time since they were in high school, and they talked excitedly as they walked.

Shang Lu was the first to discover Han Ziye's anomaly. She stopped fighting with the other two people, walked a few quick steps to Han Ziye's side, and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Han Ziye glanced at Shang Lu and thought to himself, it's okay to hide such a thing from others, but there is no need to hide it from Shang Lu. So he told her all the questions in his heart: "Do you know why our homeroom teacher didn't rearrange the seats for the students?" ”

Shang Lu remembered the scene at the class meeting that day: "Didn't the head teacher say anything, 'fate'?" ”

Han Ziye showed a mocking smile: "That's all an excuse made by the head teacher, and the real reason is not like this." ”

Hearing Han Ziye say this, Shang Lu's expression also became grim, as the class leader, she had to pay attention to this kind of incident that affected the entire class: "Did you hear something in the sound of the head teacher's piano just now?" ”

Entering the classroom, Han Ziye sat down in his seat and nodded: "When class comes later, you pay attention to who is in the first three rows of the class." ”

Shang Lu is also an anxious child, and he can't stand Han Ziye's like this: "Oh, don't sell Guanzi, just tell me directly, if there is really something, I, as the class leader, will definitely have to react to the head teacher." ”

Han Ziye sighed and said, "Okay, then I'll tell you directly." The students in the first three rows are all students whose scores in the high school entrance examination have not reached the score line. Originally, it was impossible to come to No. 3 Middle School, but then I came in through other channels. ”

"What?" Shang Lu was taken aback, but remembering the scene on the day of school, she was also suspicious: "No wonder on the first day of school, there were only more than thirty people in the class, and it was twice as many in two days." I didn't understand why they didn't have the same time to enter school as we did. ”

"Since you didn't come in through regular channels, of course you can't enroll in school according to the regular time." Han Ziye sneered.

"You see, there are three class cadres and one class representative on our side - and you are still a top student, in the last row and the penultimate row of the classroom, just thinking about it makes me feel chilling." It was also the first time that Shang Lu had encountered such a situation, and the degree of righteous indignation at this time was no less than that of Han Ziye.

"I was late, and you took my seat for me. When I entered the classroom, the first three rows of desks and chairs were full of our new books, which clearly did not allow us to sit, but to keep them for those students who were 'in need', once I saw a student put the books in the first row on the podium and wanted to sit in the first row, but then the head teacher saw it and asked her to move the books back, and this student returned to his original seat. ”

Shang Lu lowered his head and thought for a while, and came up with a good solution: "Isn't there a rule in the third middle school?" After each monthly exam, you have to rearrange your seats according to the test results. When the results of this month's monthly exam come out, I will go to the head teacher and report this matter to him, anyway, with the strength of those 'top three rows' students, their exam results will not be much better. ”

Han Ziye also thinks this method is good. I can't help but admire Shang Lu a little, she does have the ability to deal with things, and the head teacher really didn't choose the wrong person to choose her as the class leader.

Han Ziye nodded to Shang Lu and said, "But what I'm most angry about is not the seat, anyway, it's the same wherever I sit." The most annoying thing is that these people obviously didn't get in, but they can come in if they have a relationship or spend some money. That's it, they still have to take up good resources. This is simply unfair to those of us who rely on our own strength to get in. I can bet that most of the professional teachers of these students must be Mr. Liang, and if you don't believe it, we can pay attention to observe it when the main class is conducted. ”

Seeing Han Ziye's angry look, Shang Lu persuaded: "Well, I'll talk about it when I'm in the main class." Don't think about it, the next class is Chinese, so let's get ready for class first. It's not worth it to delay studying for this kind of thing. ”

Thinking about it, I felt that what Shang Lu said was not unreasonable, so Han Ziye took out the Chinese textbook from the desk and prepared for class.