"It's the National Day performance in two days, give me a good practice, don't be lazy, do you hear?" Zhang Yang stood in front of the opponent like an uncle and pointed fingers, but he still couldn't change his stinky problem.

He Beifan sat in front of the piano bench and glanced at him disdainfully, no matter how much Yin Dixiao kept him, he really didn't want to stay in this place, the whole chorus was still the same, and it became his stage for Zhang Yang alone.

"Okay, oh. Cheer up, practice well, and strive to go through it all over again. Zhang Yang said and deliberately straightened his body again, "Begin." ”

As he spoke, he handed a gesture to He Beifan. He's the boss of the choir, so naturally he's going to listen to him. Taking advantage of Yin Dixiao's absence, he is pretending here again, which is really a tiger and a fake fox.

But He Beifan didn't think much about it, the melodious piano sound immediately played in the small music room, the young man's fingertips jumped quickly on the black and white keys, and every note seemed to be a living Angel in Beifan's eyes. He really loves to play the piano, and whenever this happens, he seems to get a glimpse of his inner voice.

"I sing about every mountain, I sing about every river, the smoke curling, the small villages, the ......ruts on the road," the students were singing energetically, and suddenly they were shouted to stop.

"Stop singing, look at how you sing this? The mediocre ones are going to die and not live. Do you want to sing like that? The passion should be higher and higher every sentence, and that patriotic enthusiasm should be sung. Zhang Yang stopped his gesture and stood in front of him and shouted angrily.

He Beifan was playing comfortably, and he was extremely reluctant to stop suddenly, so it didn't hurt to rest his fingers again. Beifan thought and poked his head out boredly.

"Come again, start all over again, sing again if you can't sing it again, until it's done." Zhang Yang's temper is famous for the whole school, whoever dares to provoke him, whatever he says is what he says. Although everyone was tired of him, no one stood up to resist. Perhaps, he has long been accustomed to his arrogance and unreasonableness.

"Let's go." Zhang Yang gave an order, but just waved his hand, and he didn't even have the strength to look at He Beifan this time. Beifan didn't complain about anything, as a pianist conductor asked him to play, then he just played.

He put his slightly immature hands back on the black and white keys, a piece he had played badly, and in just a few days, he had played it no less than fifty times, so that he did not need to memorize the score at all, and he had already memorized it by heart. Originally, this time Beifan thought that he could play smoothly, but he didn't think about it, and was interrupted in the middle of it.

"My dearest Motherland, you are the sea that never dries up. This lyric is very majestic, the singer's patriotic enthusiasm is overflowing, if you look at what you sing, one or two is like not eating at noon. Zhang Yang said angrily, he was really helpless about the members of this group of choirs, obviously he spoke Chinese, but for some reason, they seemed to not understand.

"I'll say it one last time, I don't want to talk nonsense either. If you sing it, you can put it away, and if you don't sing well, you don't want to go home. Zhang Yang's voice was very domineering, but He Beifan didn't know where he got his confidence. In Fan's eyes, Zhang Yang is only one year older than him, and there is nothing special about him. Therefore, he was also very disdainful of Zhang Yang's words.

"Again, again, start again." Zhang Yang angrily threw two sentences at He Beifan, which made Beifan feel a little uncomfortable. The other team members didn't sing well, and he was angry at himself. He, He Beifan, is not Zhang Yang's punching bag. Suppressing the dissatisfaction in his heart, Beifan entered a state of tireless playing again. The hands in front of him no longer seemed to be his own, and they were mechanically on the keys without having to be directed by his brain. This state of performance was disgusting to Bei Fan, but there was no way, he had no choice but to do it now.

"My motherland and I, like the sea and the waves, the waves are the children of the sea, and the sea is the support of the waves......" Zhang Yang was gesturing in front of the team, and when he sang here, he suddenly frowned, and then the music was stopped again.

"I don't think you want to go home today, do you? I said I didn't say you had to pay attention to the pitch. Do you see if you have the right tone? You can't go up when you should go up, and you come down when you should come down. How many times have I practiced, but why is there still no progress at all? You're not in a hurry, are you, and I'm not in a hurry, so we'll spend it slowly. ”

Zhang Yang seemed to be very proud when he said this again, but then he was slapped in the face by He Beifan in the next second.

"Let's go." He simply uttered two words, and this time he was simply unwilling to give a gesture, but He Beifan ignored him. Since Zhang Yang is so rude, he also let him see if He Beifan is so easy to deal with.

Seeing that Beifan didn't react, Zhang Yang mistakenly thought that his voice was too small, so the pianist didn't hear it, so he raised his voice by a degree, "Let's start." "It's still the same without gestures or eyes, and even the most basic etiquette has not been done, which really makes He Beifan angry.

Since he Zhang Yang doesn't take himself seriously, why should he give him this face. Beifan also has his own stubbornness, so he doesn't start, but instead sits on the piano bench like a nobody.

Beifan's indifferent attitude naturally made Zhang Yang very angry, he just saw that He Beifan was not pleasing to the eye, and now he just had one more reason to teach him a lesson, "He Beifan, you pay attention to me, I said start, did you hear it?" In fact, his words are nothing, he doesn't know how to respect others, so when he usually trains the players, he says more ugly things than this.

But He Beifan is different, it's okay for him to say such arrogant words to others, but it just doesn't work for him He Beifan. Zhang Yang originally apologized to him a little embarrassed, or said two words of apology. But he never expected that Beifan was not a person who was casually accused of obeying the last two sentences.

The boy stood up from the piano bench, but his expression was indifferent, and he did not mean to pay any attention to him. He didn't refute or obey, but passed by Zhang Yang, with the intention of going out of the music room.

Zhang Yang also seemed to see He Beifan's intentions, and he looked a little flustered, "He Beifan, the chorus is still rehearsing, why are you going?" His words were regarded as nonsense by He Beifan, it was all at this point, what could he do, naturally he went home, is there anything else to do?

"Go home." He coldly came out with two words, since Zhang Yang didn't have a good face for him, he also didn't have the patience to be kind to him.

"Home?" Zhang Yang sneered, he felt that He Beifan was too naïve. It's so funny that he actually said that he was going home, "What do you think the choir is somewhere, you can come and go if you want?" Zhang Yang was furious again, this time there was a good show, the team members could finally relax their nerves and watch the two of them breathe on the side.

"I didn't say I was leaving the choir." He Beifan gave him a blank look, "I just said, I'm going home now." Sorry, everyone. Bei Fan said and waved his hand to the other team members quite elegantly, but his approach was too strong in front of Zhang Yang.

"Stop me." Zhang Yang naturally wouldn't let He Beifan leave so easily, otherwise what would his status as a conductor be, and how would he continue to stay in the chorus in the future, "He Beifan, please give me a little sense of responsibility." To be honest, I really don't think about you, but if Mr. Yin has to insert you in, I can't help it. ”

Zhang Yang's words were so helpless, and he seemed to be full of disgust for Beifan, "However, since you are here, please do your job well, so as not to lose face to Teacher Yin." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Bei Fan's heart was suppressing anger, so he kept yearning for the outside to spit sparks, "Why didn't I do my job well?" How did I lose face? You made it clear to me. ”

"As a pianist, everyone is rehearsing, but you're putting up a show. What are you putting up a shelf? What's so great about you He Beifan. I don't care what top ten singers on campus you are, as long as you stay in my choir, you are an ordinary member here, no different from everyone. Zhang Yang's words were naturally a bit heavy, and He Beifan endured him again and again, but now he felt that there was no need for this.

"I'm putting on a show?" He smiled, but it was different from usual, it was the kind of sneer, "Why are you Zhang Yang embarrassed to say this to me, who has been putting up a fight, isn't it you?" You think you're in charge and everyone is in your charge. So, you are very special, you are very arrogant, and you don't know how to respect others. I don't want to pay attention to you now, please adjust your posture and talk to me again. ”

Since joining the chorus, Beifan doesn't seem to have spoken so hardly, but he is happy today, venting his displeasure in one go.

"He Beifan, you dare to talk to me like this." Zhang Yang looked very surprised, knowing that no one dared to contradict him on this territory.

"Why wouldn't I dare? If you don't respect me, naturally don't want me to take you seriously. Beifan said and walked towards the door of the music room, "To put it simply, I, He Beifan, am like this, what kind of color you are, what kind of face I am." ”

The young man said that he was about to step out of the door of the music room, which made Zhang Yang angry, "He Beifan, if you dare to leave today, you will get out, and never want to return to the choir." ”

"Okay, if you don't go back, you won't go back. Such a team is not uncommon for me to be Hebeifan. When I leave, I will be free, and it will not be your turn to point fingers at me in the future, so please do it yourself. As he spoke, Beifan closed the door of the music room with a "snap".