The first conversation ended unhappily, Mrs. Ma didn't listen to Ma Wenhan's more explanations, and Ma Wenhan didn't even have time to tell Mrs. Ma that she was going to apply for the examination of the art students of the junior military academy.

Immediately afterwards, the enrollment information of each primary school in the region was sent to the children of each kindergarten, although each child has a corresponding primary school according to the place of residence of the family, but it is not impossible to apply for the study of other primary schools, and in this stack of leaflets, the leaflet of the Chinese Federal Junior Military Academy seems to stand out from the crowd.

Different from various styles of gentlemen and ladies school uniforms, the children on the leaflet of the Chinese Federal Junior Military Academy are wearing miniature versions of military uniforms, and the small fledgling epaulettes on their shoulders show that they are all military reserve students.

Ma Wenhan looked at the brochure in her hand, and had to praise the talents of the Chinese Federal Junior Military Academy, even if she hadn't made up her mind before, she would be a hundred times tempted when she saw this brochure now, not to mention, she had already been tempted.

The brochure was taken home by Ma Wenhan, along with the admissions introduction of other primary schools, Mrs. Ma put all the brochures on the coffee table with great interest, which is a rare time when paper brochures will appear, and now too many forms of information are sent through electronic devices. Mr. and Mrs. Ma, who had not touched a paper propaganda publication for a long time, were very happy.

The brochure of the Chinese Federal Junior Military Academy was not thrown aside, but it was not put in the eyes of Mr. and Mrs. Ma, and they discussed with great interest the admission brochures of the two schools closest to their homes. On the LCD screen next to it, there is a detailed introduction to the two schools, and the two of them are very energetic in their discussion.

"Mom, I want to take this department." Ma Wenhan's mood is not bad when she sees her parents, although Mrs. Ma deliberately does not focus on her, but every time she ends a topic with Mr. Ma, she will secretly look at Ma Wenhan's expression. Seeing if she had any intention of being tempted, Ma Wenhan sighed secretly, but still pushed the enrollment brochure in the corner forward.

"No, I can't. I told you, I won't agree with you......" Mrs. Ma's words suddenly disappeared, and her gaze fell on the two palm-sized tablets next to the admissions brochure that Ma Wenhan pushed to her. It clearly shows the information of the art department of the Chinese Federal Junior Military Academy. From the class time to the amount of tuition, each item is neatly listed, compared to the official websites of several other schools, the information introduction of the Chinese Federal Junior Military Academy seems to be such a square introduction.

"Art...... Art Department? Mrs. Ma looked at Mr. Ma, who had paid attention together, the art department didn't seem to be so tired, it didn't need to go through iron-blooded training, and it had a certain connection with the army. can be regarded as an absolute logistics staff, and Mrs. Ma has a momentary move. But apparently, Mr. Ma is more rational than her.

"Art Department, are you going to perform?" Mr. Ma's tone was suspicious, the two of them had never seen Ma Wenhan sing and dance, let alone imitate which character on TV was talking to himself, from top to bottom and from left to right, Mr. Ma and Mrs. Ma never felt that their daughter had any acting ability, that art department ...... I guess it's not an excuse.

Mrs. Ma seemed to be reminded by Mr. Ma, and immediately suppressed her softened attitude just now, and she stared at Ma Wenhan firmly, wanting to see if this daughter had learned to deceive her in order to participate in the entrance examination of the Chinese Federal Junior Military Academy.

Ma Wenhan was not surprised by her parents' reaction, in fact, in her last life, if it wasn't for an accident, Mrs. Ma would not have had the opportunity to sing on stage if it wasn't for an accident, Mrs. Ma would not have taken her daughter to accompany her to take the exam at the art academy.

And in this life, although Ma Wenhan did not get the physical fitness she originally expected, she took back all her singing skills, whether it was singing skills or the transformation of breath, Ma Wenhan was enough to kill her peers in seconds, and even overwhelmed many singers who have now become famous, after all, the singing voice of adults is slightly inferior to the singing voice of children to a certain extent, and the pure singing voice from the bottom of her heart.

"I'd like to give it a try." Ma Wenhan hesitated, but still said this.

"No, no, you can't sing, how can you participate in such a competition, although your parents don't agree with you to take the exam, but it is unreasonable for you to take the entrance exam with this mentality of winning the jackpot." Mrs. Ma shook her head, Ma Wenhan's hesitation was regarded as a void in their hearts, they put down their actions just now, turned around and continued to compare the two schools closest to home.

At first, the sound in the ears was a little subtle, Mr. Ma and Mrs. Ma had not yet noticed the abnormality, thinking that the neighbor's stereo was too loud, and it came intermittently, and when the song became louder and louder, and even when it sounded in their ears, Mr. Ma and Mrs. Ma turned their faces and looked at Ma Wenhan who was singing with their mouths open.

It's been two years since she was reborn, Ma Wenhan has never opened her mouth to sing a song, her voice is still a child's voice, naturally it is soft and sweet, her bite is very clear, so that people can hear the gist of the song she sings, when she starts singing, her voice is still a little trembling, this is because she hasn't opened her voice for a long time, but when her voice lights up, her breath is coherent from beginning to end, and she can hardly hear any ventilation.

Mr. and Mrs. Ma listened to their daughter singing the nursery rhyme she learned in the kindergarten in a daze, because the time was too short, only one thought flashed in their minds, that is, their daughter's children's singing was really good.

The length of the nursery rhyme song is no more than two minutes at most, Mr. Ma and Mrs. Ma suddenly felt that there seemed to be stars shining in front of them after Ma Wenhan stopped singing for a few seconds, and the two subconsciously reached out and rubbed their eyes, feeling that they might be too tired, Ma Wenhan couldn't help but make a grimace, she seemed to have chosen the wrong song just now.

"Hey, husband, Hanhan's singing voice is not bad."

"yes, by the way, are there any suitable art schools near our home?" (To be continued.) )