Almost as soon as Wen Zezhen appeared at the door, there was a small burst of exclamations among the students.
A few people reflexively glanced at Rong Yuheng, but saw that the latter also looked indifferent and had no special reaction, so they could not help but withdraw their eyes in disappointment.
Wen Zezhen bypassed the students and walked to the front row, nodding to Qiao Tan and the three of them to say hello.
Qiao Tan looked surprised, "Lao Ke didn't tell me that it was you who took the class, and so did you, you actually agreed!"
It's good not to mention it, as soon as this was mentioned, Wen Zezhen stared at Qiao Tan with pursed lips.
Qiao Tan took a step back, "Mr. Wen, what's your look?"
Wen Zezhen said, "I have to thank Teacher Qiao. Haixuan made me show up once, and I was entangled by Director Chen."
Qiao Tan laughed, "It's not that I don't give you money!" He said and turned to the students, "Okay, now Teacher Wen will come to teach you a lesson. Are you welcome?"
"welcome!!!"
Rong Yuheng casually mingled in the crowd and said, "huan... ying..."
From the moment Wen Zezhen appeared, he felt a sense of crisis inexplicably. He always felt that Wen Zezhen was different from Qiao Tan and Song Tang.
It may be due to their character. Although Qiao Tan and Song Tang are heavyweights in the entertainment industry, they feel friendly and kind, not to mention Jin Zhiyao, like a big sister.
But Wen Zezhen is different. He dances tango without turning his butt up.
Not lively and cute at all.
Rong Yuheng was thinking, will Wen Zezheng ruthlessly criticize himself, who is far behind others in talent
Song and Tang gold medal MC's for so many years, he caught Rong Yuheng's lip-synching in the crowd at a glance, and almost laughed out loud—
This kid, even if it's lip-synching, it's a little bit of a snack. The mouth shape is half a beat slower than others, and it is not too obvious.
Fortunately, Qiao Tan and Wen Zezhen who were in front of them didn't notice, and they got to the point after a few words.
In order to improve efficiency, the thirty members were roughly divided into four groups, and the timetable for each group was different in order to deviate from the teaching time.
"Mr. Song and I's classes are all theoretical. Our two groups of students should go to the next door first. Teacher Jin and Teacher Wen can use this classroom."
After Qiao Tan finished speaking, he and Song Tang left the classroom and took away half of the members.
Rong Yuheng's first class on his schedule was vocal music, so he stayed at Jin Yaoyao. There was also Pu Zaixi who stayed with him, but Pu Zaixi went to Wen Zezhen to learn dance.
As soon as the students are in a good team, the class begins.
Although Jin Zhiyao just debuted last year, he is very professional. When he enters the teaching state, he looks like a different person, and his expression becomes serious.
"Everyone basically sings in popular style. Pop music has no fixed form, focusing on naturalness, randomness, and emotional expression. You must first understand the characteristics of your own voice, in order to present a unique style and let the audience remember you."
Rong Yuheng's head is getting bigger after listening to it. It's okay for the audience to remember him, but it's definitely not because of the good singing.
"Dan Qi, come and sing a song first."
After Jin Zhiyao finished speaking, a tall boy walked out of the team, with bangs drooping down to cover his forehead, revealing beautiful eyebrows, it was Shan Qi.
Everyone quieted down.
Shan Qi lowered his head and adjusted his state for two or three seconds, then opened his mouth.
"The sweets you've tasted
are lonely fruits
That's me cut from my heart alive..."
The blurted voice was a little hoarse, decadent and magnificent, and Rong Yuheng felt goosebumps on his arms.
Looking at the people around, all of them showed amazing eyes. Even the dance students at the other end of the classroom turned their heads frequently.
After a gentle verse, the tone suddenly rose, pushing the mood to a climax—
"...let me follow you closely,
Just let me write a horror novel for you,
Who is suspicious, who is pitiful, who is innocent, who survives
I have, see the final result! "
All the emotions rushed left and right in the chest cavity, tearing and pulling, desperate and affectionate. Dan Qi's neck even bulged with blue veins, his hands clenched into fists, trembling slightly.
"Don't give it back to me...don't give it back to me..."
Until the last sentence fell gently, Shan Qi's forehead was covered in thin sweat, and his bangs were soaked.
At the end of the song, no one spoke, only Shan Qi's still breathing could be heard.
Jin Zhiyao looked around, "Have you seen what a singer looks like when he enters the state? Can you do it?"
The disparity in strength made all the students feel heavy, and they lowered their heads in silence.
Only Rong Yuheng shook his head very sincerely and said loudly, "No—can—"
The tone of voice was too long, like a primary school student.
Jin Zhiyao, "..."
Shan Qi glanced at him sideways, and the corners of his mouth couldn't hold back a twitch.
Jin Zhiyao's heart is very tired. He had a good time watching Wen Zezheng's good show before, but now it's on himself that he knows how good Wen Zezheng is.
Jin Zhiyao patiently went to him, "Xiao Rong, I hope you can check yourself."
Rong Yuheng nodded ignorantly.
The result of his self-examination was "No". Is there any problem
Shan Qi finally couldn't help but remind him, "Sister Jin means to examine herself silently, not to ask you to share with her."
Rong Yuheng, "..."
Just as Rong Yuheng bumped into this stall, Jin Zhiyao said, "Come and sing a section too, I'll listen to it."
Rong Yuheng pursed his lips, and added an extra line of "be careful with words and deeds" in his life notebook.
"Sister Jin, I haven't sang pop songs very much."
"It doesn't matter, you can sing whatever you can. As I said just now, you should choose the songs that suit you according to your own characteristics, and you don't have to follow others blindly."
Rong Yuheng pondered for two seconds, as if he had studied Bel Canto in college.
A song that can sing bel canto without forgetting the words...
After searching for a moment, he settled down, nodded towards Jin Zhizhi, and then took a deep breath to brew his emotions in his chest.
In the next second, the mighty tenor gushed out like a flood gate—
"Great river, flow eastward!
The stars in the sky, participate in the Big Dipper wow!
Hey hey hey hey, hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hei hei hei hei hei hei hei hei hei hei hei hei hei hei hei hei hei hei hei hei
A bowl of wine at the turn of life and death~”
…
Almost at the moment when Rong Yuheng sang loudly, the entire music room was shocked for the second time!
Jin Zhizhi's face even showed the look of the wall crumbling.
The students on Wen Zezhen's side were affected even more. If it was said that Shan Qi's opening just distracted them, then now they have washed their souls—
The majestic and passionate "Song of a Hero" slumped down in a thousand hectares, sweeping the entire classroom with a sense of presence that no one could ignore!
"The road sees the unevenness and roars~
When it's time to shoot, shoot wow~
Wind and fire through Kyushu wow ~ ~ ~! "
Rong Yuheng couldn't sing enough. He kept in mind his mentor's teachings, and devoted himself to the artistic conception of the lyrics. He danced his limbs to the exciting tune, and unexpectedly found that this beat was very suitable for his tango.
He sang and danced and beat the beat.
"Shoot when it's time to do it~
One tap, two taps…”
Jin Zhiyao was both desperate and funny. She buried her face in her hands, her shoulders shaking slightly.
The other students were about to go crazy. If the two mentors were not there, their laughter would definitely have sent the ceiling flying!
It was Wen Zezhen who stopped this prosperous singing and dancing.
He couldn't take it any longer. His students were dancing well, but now everything is messed up.
Wen Zezhen walked over from the other end of the classroom, stepping on the wooden floor with his bright leather shoes, making a sound of "da, da".
Rong Yuheng was quite excited when he heard someone accompany him in the middle of the dance. As a result, looking for the voice, he turned his head and found that it was Wen Zexuan who was already approaching.
"..."
Rong Yuheng's singing and dancing came to an abrupt end.
Wen Zezhen looked at Rong Yuheng for a few seconds, and suddenly spoke very politely,
"Stop singing, please."
Jin Zhiyao's laughter that had been held back for a long time finally broke at this moment,
"Pfft..."
Jin Zhiyao's laughter was like a signal, and the other students burst out, "Hahahahahaha!!"
A boy even laughed and knelt on the ground, like a happy little frog, "Hahahaha...!
There were only two people in the audience who didn't laugh, one was Rong Yuheng and the other was Wen Zezhen.
Rong Yuheng, "..." It's not hard to laugh.
Wen Zezhen didn't smile either, he was asking Rong Yuheng sincerely, "As soon as you speak, we won't be able to teach here."
Rong Yuheng's eyes widened. He was so devoted to his performance that Wen Zezhen actually disliked him!
Besides, how could he go to class without letting him speak!
When Rong Yuheng was aggrieved, his small mouth pouted unconsciously, "Then I can't stop taking vocal music lessons in the future, right?"
Wen Zezhen's gaze stayed on his slightly pouted mouth for a few seconds, then turned to his eyes.
The latter's clear pupils were filled with a desire for knowledge.
Wen Zezhen suddenly felt that his request was too much.
Rong Yuheng didn't intend to affect his teaching, this person's acting style is really like this!
Jin Zhiyao laughed enough, and said apologetically, "Mr. Wen, it's our side that disturbed you. Well, Xiao Rong, you will listen to me in the future, and you will stay a while longer after class, and I will listen to you alone. "
The lectures during the training camp are all recorded by cameras. There are only two classrooms with cameras installed. It is impossible for Jin Zhiyao to change one by himself.
After thinking about it, I can only make up for Rong Yuheng after class. Anyway, under the camera, I am not afraid that someone will say that I have a small stove or something.
Rong Yuheng is not an egoist himself. If it really interferes with Wen Zezheng's class, he would rather stay for a while to make up the class by himself.
"I'm fine with causing trouble for the teachers."
Seeing that the solution has been finalized, Wen Zezhen suddenly said,
"It's not your problem. The request I made is really unreasonable. I'll make up for the part he missed, so as not to delay Teacher Jin."
As soon as the words came out, the surrounding students were shocked - this is the tutoring of the actor, and it has no market price!
But seeing that Wen Zezhen was exuding indifference even in his pores, the students retreated in their hearts again... Dealing with Wen Zezhen is like an investment. The higher the return, the greater the risk.
If you accidentally offend the actor, maybe even the debut will be a problem.
Envy is envy, they themselves are not willing to take this risk.
Rong Yuheng didn't care about this, as long as he had enough lessons to learn.
"Then I'll trouble Teacher Wen."
"No trouble." Wen Zezhen's eyes were full of meaning. "After all, if you don't speak, I only have to make up for you alone. As soon as you speak, I have to make up for a group of people."
"… "
The author has something to say: Rong Yuheng: He is targeting me.