Qin Xiaohua rarely persuaded with a bitter face, if the classmates in the class saw the appearance of their homeroom teacher, they would probably be shocked: Isn't our homeroom teacher the demon who hides a knife in his smile, who can tell me who is this kind elder with a face of "I am for your good, you must listen to my words"?

Lin Qingyin didn't know what to say at the moment, if the other party was the kind of person who didn't care about anything and came up directly, I am afraid that he would have to reason well from the school rules, let him know that he is a person who acts in the rules, at most, he is a good teacher who thinks about his students, and leaves him a little affection, after all, it is still relatively rare in this society to have a very serious and responsible teacher like Qin Xiaohua.

The kind of person who smiles at everyone when he sees him, who knows what he really thinks in his heart.

Many teachers are full of enthusiasm when they come out to teach the first class, thinking about cultivating the next generation of the motherland well, and they are sincere to the students, but with the pressure of family, life, and all aspects of society, as well as the arrival and departure of students one after another, most teachers will gradually become numb, and begin to neglect the management of students for some interests or laziness, and even excessively have negative thoughts of "anyway, it will have nothing to do with me after teaching for a few years", which leads some children to go to the road of no return.

Therefore, Lin Qingyin felt respect for Qin Xiaohua in his heart, and when he saw his head teacher with such an expression for the first time, he couldn't bear to communicate with the other party with rigid rules, after all, it was too hurtful, not only the other party's heart, but he would definitely not be happy.

However, Lin Qingyin's inner feeling now is that he is very speechless, if he doesn't talk about the rules, do he still have to say that he is better than Zheng Qingqing? I'm afraid that I didn't mean to make the other party think that you were playing tricks on me, so it is best to have actual actions to prove yourself.

"Teacher, are you interested in listening to me sing a song?"

"Singing? I want to prove you, it's fine, but the ugly thing is that I didn't study music, so I don't try to discern anything carefully, I just don't care if it's good or not, if it doesn't reach the level I expected, this thing won't be over like this. Qin Xiaohua is just talking, he knows very well that the appreciation level of his generation and the younger generation is not at the same level at all, even if Zheng Qingqing sang the song at the orientation event, he can only infer whether she sings well or not through the popularity of the scene, if you really let yourself judge, don't say it, it seems that she can't keep up with the pace of the times if she talks too much.

"So does the teacher have time to go to the music club after school in the afternoon?" Lin Qingyin smiled confidently in her heart, the songs she sang, even if they were the older generation who had already had a generation gap with their own generation, as long as the songs were chosen correctly and the type that the older generation was very disgusted with, they could convey their feelings to everyone's hearts.

Qin Xiaohua thought about it, and still felt that this was not appropriate, he knew very well that he had a few pounds and a few taels, and it was okay to educate people, if he really wanted to appreciate music, especially the new generation of music now, he might really mislead people's children, it just so happened that the music club was not used to activities during holidays, just let her perform, and then go to the scene to take a look or ask a few random people to understand the situation.

"Forget it, I don't know much about the world of you young people, so let's do it, the music club should have a performance task on the National Day, do you see if you can sing a song at that time?"

Lin Qingyin also heard Zheng Qingqing say that the school will hold a small event on the National Day, and the music club has the obligation to perform on stage.

Maybe it's not bad to agree, it's useless to just have an empty name, and it is estimated that there will be people gossiping, saying that they have gone through the back door or come to the school to gild or something, as long as they prove themselves once with their strength, I believe there will be no such thing.

"No problem, we'll see when the time comes."

"And before that, weren't you?" Qin Xiaohua said meaningfully.

"Teacher, are you too greedy, the National Day performance was originally a matter of Qingqing, but now it falls on my head, and I have to ask for so much."

Qin Xiaohua felt that his old face was a little unbearable, he almost forgot that the two people in front of him were very mature in their thinking, and they were not as easy to fool as other high school students when they talked to them, and now they felt quite uncomfortable when they were looked at by other people's faceless expressions. "Okay, it's up to you, we'll see how the show goes."

Leaving the teacher's office, Lin Qingyin began to think about what to perform on the National Day, and it must not be related to the identity of the cute on the Internet, so it means that you can't sing those songs released by yourself, these days because of her new songs, the popularity of the name Momoda Cute has begun to rise again, and it was not easy to fall out of the top ten hot searches before, so there was an immediate trend of rebound, and it is estimated that more people will usher in the peak after knowing the news in a day or two.

So, I may need to sing a song again, so choosing a song is another problem, National Day, although I won't ask for any patriotic inspiration, but at least I have to be full of positive energy and be positive, otherwise a cool song may explode directly, and you sing a cool song on the birthday of the motherland, do you want to do something? Even if the cool lyrics don't mean the title, it's always bad.

While thinking, Lin Qingyin returned to his classroom.

Chen Xiuquan was in a trance during the whole class, always paying attention to the figure of Lin Qingyin in the back door, and seeing the other party walk into the classroom with a heavy face, suddenly a thunderbolt flashed on a sunny day, and his heart was so painful that he was about to break, not only sad for his goddess, but also regretful because of his inaction, talking about love, but without any action, isn't this just a coward's doing?

At this moment, Chen Xiuquan fell into thinking about life, and had doubts about his whole person from birth to the present and then to the future, where is the meaning of life, what should people do after they are born, learn like themselves now? And then make money? Get married? Foundation? Isn't it a little too boring.

So what is the purpose of living this life? For the continuation of humanity? For the progress of civilization? Does this have anything to do with you?

Not only Chen Xiuquan, but the hearts of the male classmates in the class basically sank, in this class, Lin Qingyin has almost been defaulted to by everyone as the class flower, and even the school flower, and there are almost no men who will not have some adolescent commotion.

"TMD, I can't stand it anymore, do I want to find Qin Xiaohua to theorize well, don't stop me." A certain children's shoes said to his good friend.

"Brother, come on! I'm sticking with you. ”

"Don't really stop me."

"Come on, I will give you the most sincere encouragement."

"Why are you pulling me, you said don't stop me." A certain children's shoe grabbed a friend's hand.

"It's obvious that you're holding me."

The class bell rings.

"I told you not to stop me, you have to pull me, now it's class, then wait until next time."

"Lying on the grass, it's shameless."