"So, the class has to continue, may I ask why Sanzenin Nagi-sangaku is lying on the stage under the chairman's class? Your parents, especially your father, will be very upset. ”

Ziyin smiled and looked at Nagi who was lying on the table, while Ayasaki Sa, who was also lying on the table next to him, had been completely ignored by him.

Aren't you her parent?

This is the only thing that everyone can think of now, and the saddest thing for a student is to be found by the teacher when he is sleeping on the table or doing something in class. And what is even more sad than this is that this is not an ordinary teacher, but a school leader who is countless times more senior.

It's just that this is okay, if this school leader is still your father, this is the most terrifying.

"Call your mom to my room tonight and get it back." Ziyin took off Nagi and Ayasaki's headphones and picked up the music player in her hand. "Uh-huh, ah-hmm, when did you record this, this seems to be the title song of my concert in Italy."

He's meowing, my mom won't go to your room at night, can she go to my room.

Sanzenin's eyebrows twitched constantly, although it would be strange to think that if the school leader said this to a student, it would be strange, but your father said this to you, and this made people not know how to respond.

It's just that Ziyin's words made the faces of the three girls who just wanted Ziyin to sing a little unnatural. Concert? Who the hell meows to know that you are an idol!

Originally, because there was a new teacher, and the chairman of the board of directors was curious about what he said, and because the new teacher was hot-headed and wanted to scratch it, he was slapped in the face

Ziyin looked at the music playing, "Really, I just thought you hadn't heard it before I came up with it." ”

He put down the music player in his hand and threw it directly on the table, and the music player was accurately thrown on the podium in the eyes of everyone. And the next second, everyone's eyes completely stopped on the podium.

You have to know who Sanzenin Nagi is? Ziyin is her daughter, and Ziyin also said his own concert in Italy just now, what does this mean? It means that there are countless songs sung by the sons.

As Sanzenin Nagi said, Ziyin's singing voice is indeed poisonous, and it is also highly poisonous, a poison that cannot be refused. It's not the kind of singing that is just reserved in the head.

It's a voice that's completely engraved in the soul, completely irresistible, like a drug, that makes people want to listen to it again and again.

"Yes, yes." Nagi pursed her lips.

"Okay, go ahead and ask, what type of tune do you like, after all, this rare lesson was pushed over by your rogue teacher, and I didn't prepare a manuscript, so just say it."

Ziyin clapped his palms and said this completely irresponsible sentence with a smile. It's just that those people are still looking directly at the music player on the desktop.

"That, Mr. Ziyin."

Ayasaki raised his hand, and everyone's eyes turned to him.

"What's wrong, Ayasaki-san?"

Ziyin felt a little surprised, the first person to ask herself a question turned out to be Ayasaki Sa, which was completely beyond Ziyin's expectations.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ziyin's songs feel a little strange with so many lyrics, and most of the songs are also in English." Ayasaki put down her hand and looked at Ziyin in front of her.

The tunes of the consonants are indeed a bit strange, some of the songs even have a kind of H feeling, and more of them are in English.

Although he knew that although Ziyin lived in Japan, his nationality was Huaxia, but most of the music players in Sansenin Nagi were music, and a few were Japanese, but there was no Huaxia language.

"Because it's not me who wrote the lyrics, and who understands you when you sing Japanese in the West just like you sing English here?" Ziyin rubbed his chin.

Although there are many people who do like to listen to foreign songs, there are three types of people, one is to like the rhythm of foreign language songs, and each voice has a different genre.

The most common love songs in the Chinese language are boring and ugly, but the famous ancient style songs have gradually faded out of the music scene.

The second type is those who pretend to be fashionable, those people think it is fashionable to listen to English songs, but they don't know that others are basically looking at jokes, and the flaws in the pretense are as ridiculous as clowns.

The third is that I know that language, and because the music in my country is really boring, I choose to listen to it.

"Huh?"

"Didn't I say it, whether it's Chinese ancient style, Japanese light music and Western heavy rock are all what I'm good at." Ziyin tilted her head, "Whether it's composing, composing lyrics, or performing, it's just that it's too troublesome, so I prefer to let others do it." ”

"Smack!" Ziyin snapped his fingers, "Next." ”

"Mr. Chairman, I can sing again"

"Can't!" Ziyin said this sentence with a smile, and asked the classmate who stood up on behalf of everyone to do it directly. "Next!"

"Dad, my music player" Sanzenin Nagi stood up and stretched out his palm. Although he could ask his mother to bring it back at night, but now Ziyin threw it on the table.

Who knows, in the next second, someone will rush up and snatch that music player.

Although Zizi basically has all the resources in his hands, it's just that the song he worked so hard to record was robbed by others, who would be happy.

"Ask your mom at night!" Ziyin looked at her daughter with a smile.

"I don't think my mother will give it back to me, my mother has more resources than me, and she refuses to share them with me until now. If you give this to your mother, I'm not done with you. ”

Nagi looked at her father dissatisfied.

It's true that Zizi has a lot of resources, and it can even be said that it is exaggerated, as long as Ziyin has sung it, even if it is auditioned or occasionally hummed, it has been recorded, and even the tunes before Nagi's birth are there.

It's just that he hasn't taken it out and shared it at all.,It can be said that Zizi is the first son of the world.,And although it is said that the things recorded by Nagi are kept secret.

And if it really gets into her hands, then there is only one consequence, being put away and wanting to take it back? Don't think about it.

"Well, come to my office after class!" Ziyin picked up the music player next to him and stuffed it directly into his pocket.

Looking at this father and daughter, and even having resources to say it, if someone sees this lesson, it is estimated that they will only say one sentence.

Damn retarded! (To be continued.) )