Meng Xiaozhi Sugar Core

This is really a good choice.

"Tang Xin, you can play the piano, and we just need to find a lead singer who can sing." I nodded happily.

Teacher He and Tang Xin didn't say anything, just stared at me.

"Why are you looking at me?"

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I was wrong, I was really wrong. I shouldn't have followed Tang Xin to find the teacher in the first place. If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have been pulled by them to sing.

"Sing seriously, Li Xiaomeng! Don't be distracted." Tang Xin stared at me from below and said angrily. Not to mention that she looked like a tigress when she was angry, so fierce.jpg

At a class meeting before the first class, Teacher He proposed, Tang Xin took the lead, and Teacher Song decided that our class's May Day commendation program would be a comprehensive chorus. In addition to the whole class having to sing in the chorus and Tang Xin playing the piano accompaniment, I was pushed out by them to be the lead singer.

This puts me under a lot of pressure, but my classmates seem to be optimistic about me.

The song we finally chose was Song of the Seven Sons, a patriotic song about the return of Macau. Firstly, it is more in line with the spirit of the May Revolution, and secondly, the female solo in the first half is very suitable for my voice.

Xiaomeng sat in front of the piano and played accompaniment for us, giving us some instructions from time to time, while we stood on the steps of the music rehearsal room and practiced the song along with her accompaniment.

"You need to use that kind of baby voice to emphasize it, a little more cute, understand?"

Sorry, I don't quite understand. How can you sing with such a malicious and cute voice?

Seeing that I blushed and didn't say anything, she added: "The usual voice is fine, just a little more childish."

Well, it was a social suspense scene anyway, so in front of the whole class, I sang the first sentence in a baby voice, imitating the original singer.

[Do you know Macau is not my real last name? I have been away from you for too long, mother...]

"That's it, keep going..."

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When we finished rehearsal and returned to the classroom, it was already 5:30 in the afternoon, past the school dismissal time. Because we were in the first year of high school, there was no evening self-study. Some boys seemed to be a little unhappy because they missed the punctual school dismissal time. These subtle changes in the atmosphere were seen by Tang Xin one by one.

She stood on the podium and shouted to the students who were packing their bags to go home: "Thank you for your cooperation this afternoon. We will try not to delay your after-school time in the future."

Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to her. People left the classroom in groups of three or four, leaving only a few students on duty, me, and Tang Xin.

"Are you discouraged?" I looked at her with a smile.

"One thing. No one listens. Xiaomeng always sings out of tune." Tang Xin said angrily as she brushed the dust off her skirt.

"You can't blame me for this. I'm not a very good singer to begin with."

"It's a pity that you have such a beautiful voice. You have to practice hard when you go back tonight. Do you understand?"

"Okay, okay, okay, can't I just promise you that?" I thought about it and said to her, "In the class, everyone was once the leader of the junior high school class, and they were all unruly. It's normal for children of this age to disobey their peers, so Tang Xin, you just need to be more imposing and fierce than them!"

"I understand what you mean, but aren't you the study committee member? What should you do?" Tang Xin asked back.

"Ah, this."

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Sure enough, his words came true.

The next day, Teacher Song came to find me to work. Early in the morning, she called me into the physics office.

Our physics teacher was a man in his fifties, and my physics grades were so-so, so I had never been to this office. The first time I entered, it felt quite fresh.

"You're moving your eyes around. Is there anything new?" Teacher Song looked at me with a smile. Her talking eyes seemed to be laughing at my naivety.

"A little bit, it's different from what I imagined." I looked at Teacher Song's workstation, where our homework books were neatly arranged, and textbooks and lesson plans were also scattered around. In the middle was a pink ThinkPad, with Hello Kitty printed on the mouse pad, and even the teacup printed with Sailor Moon, just like a little girl's cute home decoration.

"So what do you imagine it to be like?" she asked curiously.

"Dirty and messy? There are all kinds of experimental instruments? Oh..."

Before he could finish his words, Teacher Song flicked his head lightly.

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Chapter IV Responsibilities (Part 2)

"Little girl, you are really making me laugh to death. Stereotypes are not desirable. Are you talking about the weird scientist in the castle?" Teacher Song covered her mouth with her hands, her curved eyes looking like she was about to burst into tears from laughing.

"Your student is really interesting." Teacher Dong at the side also smiled cheerfully. He is the leader of the physics group and is currently the head teacher of Class 1 of Grade . He is very capable and has his own way of teaching. I remember that one of his students was the provincial top scorer.

"Teacher Song, what do you want to talk to me about?" I stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

"Ah, it's nothing serious. I just want to discuss with you how to improve the overall class's academic performance and learning enthusiasm."

"?" I was a little confused. Logically speaking, most of the students in this kind of top class are relatively self-disciplined, and there are few students who don't study.

"Look, this is our class's baseline test after the start of the school year. To be honest, the results are not very ideal."

I took it and looked at the ranking carefully. There was a big gap in the class. The difference between the first and the last place was almost 100 points. This was not reasonable in a class like this.

"Take a look at the results of Class 1 and Class 3." She took out two more forms and handed them to me.

The results of Class 1 and Class 3 are relatively stable.

"There are quite a few students from rural areas in our class. In fact, according to their ranking, they would not be able to get in. However, I think since we are all classmates in the same class, we should work as a collective and make progress together. I don't want any student to fall behind."

Teacher Song looked at me seriously and said, "Li Xiaomeng, the teacher would like to ask you for help to help them improve their academic performance."

This is not an easy job. It can be said that you are not pleasing to both sides. If you teach students, their classmates will think you are meddling in their affairs. If you don't teach, the teachers will think you are selfish. You are no different from the discipline committee member who remembers names and writes reports on them.

"Teacher Song, I can help you. But learning requires self-awareness and hard work. I can't guarantee that you will achieve satisfactory results."

"You are really... rigorous?" Teacher Song was a little surprised. "But I like your personality. You don't easily suffer losses."

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"Xiao Meng, what's wrong with you?" After morning exercises, Tang Xin saw me lying on the table listlessly and asked.

"Just like you, this is a critical moment for our survival, and I have been given this mission."

"Hey, did Teacher Song also assign you a task?"

Seeing her covering her mouth and trying not to laugh, I was furious: "How dare you laugh? Not only was I asked to be the lead singer by you, but now Teacher Song is asking me to find a way to help the poor students in the class improve their grades. Why do I have so much work to do?"

"Hey, have you seen the ranking of the baseline test?" Tang Xin seemed to realize something.

"You scored much better than your admission score, probably around 20th place." I knew what she was thinking.

"Hey, Li Xiaomeng, have you seen the results?" Our conversation naturally attracted the attention of the students around us. When they heard that I had seen the results, they quickly surrounded me and asked me. At first, I could still answer the rankings of several classmates, but with so many people around, I couldn't remember clearly.

"Okay, okay, everyone go back. Class is about to start. We have physics class this afternoon, and Teacher Song should be here to hand out report cards." I couldn't bear the noise, so I quickly dispersed the crowd before the math teacher came, without causing any major panic.

Tang Xin and I looked at each other and sighed. What is happening to us now? Are we in the same boat?

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"What are you doing?"

From that day on, I was assigned to manage the morning reading class with the discipline committee. But when I patrolled to the boys' area in the back row near the door, several boys moved hurriedly, as if they were hiding something. When they saw what I said, they all shrank their necks and pretended to read New Concept.

"Take it out and show it to me." I tried to talk to them in a stern tone, but they ignored me.

Jiang Yu was one of the accomplices. When I saw him, I had no choice but to say, "Brother, I know you are an easy target, so I'll start with you."

"Jiang Yu, stand up and take out the things in the desk."

Jiang Yu's body froze. Knowing he couldn't avoid it, he flipped open the desk and took out a comic book.

I laughed in silence. I thought it was something else. It was just a comic book magazine. I read this book with Jiang Yu a lot in my previous life. I even exchanged it with several brothers in the next class to reduce costs. I knew that if I confiscated it, their reading costs would go up again. I looked around and made sure that it didn't attract too many people's attention, then threw the book back to him.

"Forget it. Be more careful next time. Don't read it during morning self-study. Go home if you want to read it." To put it bluntly, I still couldn't bear it.

Next time I see you, I will definitely ask Teacher Yan to deal with you. "I know that Teacher Song may not be able to deal with him, but Teacher Yan can definitely do it. Teacher Yan is our chemistry teacher, and he is famous for his temperament. He can be kind and amiable one second, and explode in the next second if you make him angry. His nickname is tnt because his nature is too unstable.

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what was going on. He thanked him repeatedly, flattering him so much that he almost laughed out loud.

"Study hard, when the teacher comes, no one can save you." These words are said to all the boys in this area.

Just like that, the boy in the back row suddenly burst into howling English that drowned out the whole class's recitation, with a look on his face that said "I'm very serious."

"I tm..." I suddenly regretted that I shouldn't have been so soft-hearted.

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In the last activity class in the afternoon, Tang Xin deprived them of another class. All the boys in the class now almost regarded Tang Xin as their biggest enemy. They probably felt that if she wasn't there, they could at least play football on the playground and play basketball on the basketball court.

"Pay attention to the rhythm, and don't go faster than my accompaniment..."

Tang Xin looks really beautiful when she plays the piano seriously. Her slender fingers are like elves in a fairy tale, jumping happily and stepping on the keys, producing tunes that are sometimes gentle and sometimes sonorous.

The good news is that the students’ chorus has gradually become more coordinated and in tune, but the bad news is that my singing is still not that good.

"Let's practice one last time!" Tang Xin looked at the time. There were still three minutes left before the get out of class ended, so there should be enough time.

"I don't want to practice anymore. I have something to do at home. I'm going home first."

A discordant voice was heard, and then a hundred people responded. At that moment, more than half of the people in the music classroom left. The class monitor and several class leaders tried to stop them, but it seemed in vain.

Tang Xin lowered her head with a gloomy face. Knowing her well, I knew that she must be angry, very angry.

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Chapter 5 Activity Class

Tang Xin rushed out of the classroom so fast that none of us could react.