Show off the whole class of scumbags, you call this the head teacher

The evaluation of Lu Ze is completely two extremes...

Well, this hateful, face-seeking world!

On stage, Lu Ze attracted everyone's attention to himself.

Especially that short self-introduction also confirmed what Wu Naiwen said before stepping down.

He is also, really a teacher?

Now, the expectations of the students are even higher.

On the one hand, they are curious why this teacher is standing here.

On the other hand, what they want to know more is what song the teacher is going to sing.

The "West Lake" sung by that boy just now was amazing enough.

Will this teacher named Lu Ze continue to surprise them?

Restlessness, anticipation, accompanied by the weather that began to cool down a little bit in October.

Let the dull and ordinary day become extraordinary.

"The title of the song..."

After uttering two words lightly, Lu Ze smiled and glanced at Wu Naiwen who was standing not far from the stage.

There was a slight provocation in his eyes.

Wu Naiwen also responded with a provocative look.

Just now I performed very well, there is no reason to lose now.

From Lu Ze's proficiency in tuning the guitar, it can be seen that he understands musical instruments.

But whether the singing is good or not, you have to compare it to know!

So, before Lu Ze spoke, he was right!

Feeling the arrogance from his own students, Lu Ze smiled and looked away.

Lift your finger and tap twice on the microphone.

Re-speak.

"The title of the song is".

"When the train goes out of the clouds, I know you are sad a thousand times, so boy don't cry, because people without ideals are not sad!"

Lu Ze, who was standing in front of the wheat rack, spoke a long paragraph with a calm face.

What he said was sharp, but the students below, including Wu Naiwen, were completely dumbfounded...

Did you hear me wrong?

What he just said seems to be the title of the song?

But this thing?

Is it the title of the song?

Did we hear wrong, or did he say it wrong?

How can there be such a song name... There is a whole long list, and I have never heard of it.

What are you doing...

Wu Naiwen frowned. What exactly does Teacher Lu want to do?

Students, it's true that they didn't understand, but I don't blame them.

Because the long list that Lu Ze mentioned are indeed song titles, and there are still 4 song titles.

they are, respectively.

The Hedgehog Band's "The Train Drives Out of the Clouds, Dreams Rest in Nine Heavens".

"Ten Thousand Sorrows" of the escape plan.

"Boy, Don't Cry" by Mr. Turtle.

"People Without Ideals Are Not Sad" by New Pants.

Never heard of it, it makes sense.

Because these songs were never released in 2010!

The advantages of the reborn are fully reflected at this moment.

The reason why four songs are put together.

Lu Ze's idea is also very simple.

Two words, blow up the field!

Moreover, it must be an unprecedented and earth-shattering explosion!

It made Wu Naiwen feel ashamed and jaw-dropping!

Teacher Lu, I promised to compete with you.

I don't mind playing music with you either.

But play is play, trouble is trouble, but don't joke with the reborn teacher Miemeng!

He really couldn't say those embarrassing words about sympathetic students.

But the joy of tormenting students, he can easily grasp!

Sing?

than three games?

Are you still challenging me offstage?

Go to TM's music dream!

On the stage, after saying a long list of song titles, Lu Ze glanced at the confused students in the audience.

There was a "warm" smile on the corner of his mouth.

Facing the microphone, said two words lightly.

"Original"

"呲..."

Wu Naiwen, who was standing under the stage, grinned and gasped.

No wonder I haven't heard of it, it turned out to be original.

These two words filled the frame in an instant.

Suddenly an extremely absurd idea came to his mind. How could he feel that he lost the moment Teacher Lu started?

The prelude is complete.

At the moment Wu Naiwen was thinking, the drummer on the stage had already started hitting the cymbal from slow to fast.

And Lu Ze also bowed his head and plucked the strings, and notes poured out from his fingertips like water.

Extremely skillful fingering, well-arranged tunes.

It caught everyone's ears in an instant.

In the mix of drums and piano sounds, a melodious organ sound was suddenly ingeniously added.

Instantly raised the prelude of the whole song to a higher level.

Modern and classic, rock and country.

A very clever and innovative combination.

"I go......"

Wu Naiwen, who stood in a daze under the stage, muttered softly.

"Can still play like this...".

A few seconds of prelude had already shocked him.

However, this is only the beginning.

The sound of the organ pushed the rhythm forward little by little.

Lu Ze's body also began to sway with the rhythm.

Standing under the stage, it looks very stretched, and also has such a loose and cool look.

Finally, when the rhythm condenses all the emotions to a peak that needs to explode.

Lu Ze raised his head and smiled brightly at the audience.

With a smoky voice as if polished by sandpaper, he sang the first line of the song.

"My remnant dreams are supernatural."

"Striving in vain, with eyes full of sorrow."

"good words!"

Among the crowd, Wu Naiwen, the boss with his mouth open, gave a heartfelt evaluation.

In the corridor on the second floor not far away.

With a women's cigarette between her fingers, Ji Fanmeng took a leisurely puff.

His eyes flickered, he turned towards Lu Ze, and said two words softly like talking to himself.

"advanced"

At this moment, the girl looked at Lu Ze's eyes without the coldness and resistance before.

fully.

It is the poetry of youth.

Chapter 19 Perfectly controlling the emotions of the audience, tears are the loneliest thing on my mind

On stage and off stage, inside and outside the building, students and teachers, boys and girls.

In this short extracurricular activity.

All elements are brought together by a small stage.

And the guy on stage.

For everyone in this school, it is actually a new face.

A new, very young male teacher.

This is probably the first impression everyone has of him.

But it is foreseeable that after this afternoon, his labels will definitely increase a lot.

Deviant, too childish?

Or is the blood boiling, returning full of youthful spirit?

never mind.

Love how to evaluate, how to evaluate it!

On the stage, Lu Ze buried his head again, and his fingers and strings were almost integrated.

Poke, play, rip, blast!

Unscrupulous playing, unscrupulous show!

More dazzling movements than Wu Naiwen, more proficient and seasoned piano skills.

Of course, there is also that good voice that makes everyone unable to self-control fall into it as soon as he opens his mouth.

On the campus in this southwestern region, which is surrounded by heavy humidity every day.

With his own strength, he tore open a crack that allowed the sunlight to pour down like a waterfall.