Chapter 7: A song is stronger than a song (1)!
"Ma Dali, don't spew blood!"
Zhongli glared at Ma Dali.
This guy is afraid of losing money, so he actually said that he plagiarized and cheated!
It's just hateful!
Seeing Zhongli's eyes, Ma Dali suddenly felt a little weak. But for the sake of that hundred dollars, he had to hold on!
glared back, and sneered: "Whether I spray people or not, you know it in your own heart!"
"I know Nima Beer! You say I'm plagiarizing and cheating, do you have any proof?"
"Do you still need evidence for this? Who are you Zhongli, the teachers and students of the school know very well that in the six years of the Singers Academy, you have never written a single song, and even wrote a work with a little singing value, which has become a joke of the entire Singers Academy. ”
"Your name of waste, in the entire Singers Academy, no one knows, no one knows?
"If you can write a seven-pin song, I can write a full pin song!"
Hearing Ma Dali's words, those classmates who were originally jealous and hated Zhongli immediately followed suit.
"That's right! If Zhongli can write a seven-rank song, I can write a nine-rank song, or even a full-grade song!"
"I suspect that Zhongli's songs were snatched from someone else's hands, or bought from someone else's hands, and there is no way that he wrote it himself. ”
"Yes, I don't believe that a piece of waste can become a genius! Unless he can write another song, his song will be obtained from someone else!"
"Write one more! Write another!"
A crowd shouted in unison.
Looking at these people, Zhong Li smiled angrily: "If you say that I cheat, I will cheat? If you tell me to write, I will write? What are you?huh!?"
The eyes full of anger swept over the faces of these people one by one!
What the hell!
As soon as Lao Tzu crossed over, he was scolded by you!
Is it really a soft persimmon, easy to pinch?
"Haha! Look, Zhongli didn't dare, he was scared, because he couldn't write a song at all. ”
"Sure enough, now the dog is jumping off the wall!"
Seeing Zhongli's angry appearance, Ma Dali shouted exaggeratedly.
"Alright!!Give me peace!!Quiet !!"
At this time, the head teacher on the podium went crazy.
Under Ma Guihua's angry shout, everyone quieted down.
"Zhongli, you also know that our Singers Academy has always severely cracked down on fraud, favoritism, and fraud, and everyone suspects that your songs were not written by you, and you must write another song to prove your innocence. Otherwise, I can't credit your song to your assessment score. ”
Ma Guihua looked at Zhongli with complicated eyes.
She also didn't believe that Zhongli could write a seven-rank song, but she was willing to believe that this seven-rank song was written by Zhongli.
Because, their class 383 is the worst class among the ten classes in the third year of the Singer Academy!
Today, Yang Xintong has been promoted to a seven-rank singer, if you add a seven-rank singer Zhongli, then the overall strength of their class can jump into the top three in the school in one fell swoop!
However, Zhongli was notoriously "waste" at the Singers Academy, and suddenly wrote a seven-rank song that no one would believe.
If he can't prove himself, when the time comes, it will spread in the school, and after being known by the school leaders, he still wants Zhongli to compose a new song.
Otherwise, it will still be defined as plagiarism and fraud, and will be expelled from school.
It is better to question Zhongli now than to face the doubts of the teachers and students of the whole school at that time.
Originally, I just wanted to finish the past six years in the singer academy as an ordinary person, but now it seems that I have to be exposed!"
"If that's the case, then I'll tell you the truth, I, Zhongli, am the first day of the whole school!"
"Waste is just an identity in my disguise, I thought this identity could be maintained until the day of the college entrance examination, but you forced me one by one, okay!
"This moment! I'm in a showdown!"
Zhongli looked up to the sky and laughed.
Copy the most pretending sentence on the planet directly!
Looking at the stunned appearance of the whole class, Zhong Xingzhong had one word, cool!
The sharp eyes swept over the faces of the class again.
"You want me to write another song, don't you? Then keep your eyes open and see how I blind you!"
Expressionless, he returned to his seat, picked up the pen, and began to write again.
The atmosphere of the whole classroom suddenly fell silent at this moment.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhongli's body.
Even Ma Guihua and Yang Xintong both held their breath at the moment, quietly staring at Zhongli who was struggling to write.
They are both expecting and afraid!
Ma Guihua was looking forward to Zhongli writing a song, but she was afraid that Zhongli would not be able to write a song.
Yang Xintong is completely the opposite, she is afraid that Zhongli will write a song, and expects Zhongli to write a song.
She didn't want her name to be taken away by Zhongli on the first day of her class.
However!
Under the attention of the whole class and the teacher, Zhongli quickly filled a whole page on the question paper.
Write up!
I saw that on Zhongli's question paper, there were rows of vigorous and powerful block letters, which were both domineering and flexible.
The students who were close hurriedly stretched out their heads to look, and the lyrics immediately caught their eyes.
The first time I opened my eyes, I saw you.
The first time I cried, it was you who wiped me dry.
The first time I fell, you were the one who helped me.
The first time I called Mom, the happiest person was you.
The first time I left home, you were the one who sent me.
It's the first time I've had a result, and the person I'm most excited about is you.
The first time I despaired, it was you who called.
When I first became sensible, it was you who complimented me.
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Mommy, Mommy, I miss you.
You were the one who gave me courage.
Let's make an appointment, let's make an appointment, and we will be reunited here in the next life.
Have we made an appointment, have we made an appointment, Mom, I'm waiting for you here.
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"What kind of song is this? Why doesn't it have a title?"
"The lyrics seem to be okay, but without the title of the song, the lyrics are not soulless. ”
After reading the lyrics, some people immediately wondered.
"Song title, coming soon!"
Zhongli snorted softly, waved his pen again, and wrote five words at the top of the question paper.
- Mom, I miss you!
Rumble!!
Just when Zhongli's last five words were put into writing, the question paper on Zhongli's desk suddenly bloomed with golden light!
The intense golden light was like boiling water, and even the entire desk and desktop were shaken violently.
Even, even the pen in Zhongli's hand exploded in vain at this moment!
Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned!
The song is self-contained!
Legend has it that when a Manpin song is just written, it will automatically absorb the aura of heaven and earth and produce a song.
Don't!
This song written by Zhongli is a full song!?
At this moment, everyone showed a look of disbelief!
Full of songs, that's a legendary existence!!