At 9:25, the door of the music room was pushed open, and Zheng Yonglin led in with a fat man with a big belly. The other interviewers followed him in, and finally the students wearing school uniforms.

The white face-up sailor suit, navy short skirt, long white socks, and small soft leather shoes, although they have different appearances and different heights, they are invincible and youthful. Girls in their 28 years old have their own innocent and moving features, which makes people feel happy when viewed.

The dream paradise of the otaku...

The environment is good, the salary is high, and there are many soft girls. It seems good to be a teacher here...

Fang Xiao sighed and observed while finding that among the 20 female students, only half were Chinese with black hair and yellow skin. The rest were white girls with blonde hair and blue eyes, black girls with bulging front and back, Latin girls with bright eyes and white teeth, and a few of them were mixed-race.

Really international!

The school is very disciplined, without any noise or whispers. Under the command of the teacher, the 20 girls quietly and elegantly found their respective seats and sat down.

After Zheng Yonglin and others were arranged, he stood in front of the piano and started speaking. He was very efficient. He neither introduced the school directors nor parents nor made up the red tape. He simply introduced the rules of the following interview, and then said: "Next, welcome the first interview student, Qiao Yadan."

Qiao Yadan stood up, walked to the piano, bowed, and neat and restrained applause rang out in the music room.

When Fang Xiao saw those girls with straight sitting postures, he inexplicably thought of permission. Her standing postures were very standardized and standard. Could it be that she also graduated from a similar aristocratic school?

"Dear leaders, teachers, parents, and lovely classmates, Hello everyone, my name is Qiao Yadan, from the Music Department of Southern Normal University..."

Although Fang Xiao had a bad impression of Qiao Yadan because of what happened just now, he had to admit that Qiao Yadan's typhoon was very stable. Although he was the first to appear, he was not at all nervous and could not see any tension. After briefly introducing himself, he began to perform his professional talents.

She also performed the piano, playing the February "Carnival" and March "Song of the Skylark" in Tchaikovsky's famous song "Four Seasons". This choice is well-intentioned.

"Four Seasons" is a piano suite written by Tchaikovsky, with the subtitle "Twelve Character Depictions". The whole song consists of twelve independent songs with titles. These titles are related to the seasonal characteristics of the twelve months, so they are named "Four Seasons".

Among them, "Carnival" in February uses cheerful rhythms and jumping melodies to express the cheerful and warm atmosphere of the carnival. It is quite difficult to perform. It is a commonly used track for piano grading. "Song of the Skylark" in March is light and clever, showing the spring scene of the skylark singing. Because the melody is beautiful and the meaning is beautiful, it is a famous song that is often played separately.

Each interviewer has 20 minutes of free time. "Carnival" and "Song of the Skylark" combined for about 5 and a half minutes, which is just right. After playing, Qiao Yadan explained the origin of the song and the performance skills. She obviously made sufficient preparations. The content was very funny and there were practical things. The students listened with relish, and several parents also showed satisfaction.

Qiao Yadan grasped the time just right. When 20 minutes arrived, she just finished speaking. She covered her chest with her left hand, bowed gracefully, thanked her very much, then stepped down and sat next to Fang Xiao.

After all, it was from a school. Fang Xiao gave her thumbs up and praised her performance, while Qiao Yadan responded with a pure smile.

The second one to play was the cool guy in a tuxedo. After he stood up, he introduced himself: "Good morning everyone, I am Feng Weilun from the School of Music of the University of the Arts in Berlin, Germany. I will play Chopin's "Fantasy Improvisation in C-Summary" for you."

It's really cool, do you treat the interview as a solo concert?

Although Fang Xiao can't play the piano, he often went to and from music bars in his previous life. He inevitably came into contact with many piano masters. He had never eaten pork, and could he have never seen pigs run away?

"Fantasy Improvisation in C minor" is one of the four piano improvisations created by Chopin. It has a very free form, profound and fantasy content, and is very difficult to play. Therefore, as soon as Feng Weilun took action, he knew that this guy was a real person. He played freely, his techniques and emotional expressions reached a very high level, exceeding the professional level and one step away from the expert level.

After listening for a while, Fang Xiao suddenly felt something. Subconsciously turned his head to look at Zheng Yonglin who was listening carefully to the performance.

Qiao Yadan plays the piano, Feng Weilun plays the piano, the girl wearing glasses does not bring musical instruments, should also play the piano. In the morning, four people interviewed and three played the piano. Fang Xiao would have played the piano if he had not been taken over by time travel.

According to Liu Chengjie, Fang Xiao's piano skills are pretty good in the music department, but in the music department, it is considered to be medium or low, and in short, it is not outstanding. If this is true, then what does Zheng Yonglin arranges him behind this top student who graduated from the Berlin University of the Arts, what does it mean?

Take care of a ghost!

Is it clear that he is the cannon fodder to serve as a foil?

Fang Xiao couldn't help but smile bitterly, Damn, it seems that the original owner of this body is really unpopular.

Feng Weilun is an orthodox professional and has a first-class performance, but he is a bit reluctant to be a teacher. The explanation content is very dry, and his expressions and movements are also very stiff, far less smooth and natural than Qiao Yadan. It only took him more than ten minutes to end his performance time in advance.

While the student applauded him, Qiao Yadan turned his head and said to Fang Xiao: "Come on!"

"Thank you."

Fang Xiao smiled, then picked up the guitar and walked up.

"Hello everyone, my name is Fang Xiao, Fang, who is square in the head and the brain, Xiao Xiao who is not aware of Chunsan." He put the piano case on the stool in front of the piano, opened it, and spoke: "I am from Southern Normal University, from the Department of Musicology."

After taking out the guitar, he put the box on the ground, then pulled the stool to the audience seat, sat down, and said, "Today I am going to play the guitar for everyone. The two classmates just now played first and then explained. This time I went back to explain first and then played. Why? Because until now, I don't know what to play."

Zheng Yonglin's face looked ugly, and Fang Xiao ignored it.

"Ms. Fang played Tchaikovsky just now, and Mr. Feng played Chopin. These two are great gods in the music industry. Do you know what the great god means? The great god is a very powerful person who dies, and people worship and then fantasize. You should have been to temples or churches, right? There are Bodhisattvas and Jesus in it, and they are also great gods. When people see their statues, they think of compassion, sacrifice, mercy, dedication and other emotions. Of course, people think of more, four words: they will always respond to their requests. Therefore, people often pray, ask for blessings from gods, and give them material or spiritual satisfaction. Therefore, the temple is incense, so there are many believers in the church."

Several teachers and parents looked at each other, and some began to communicate in a low voice.

"Actually, I think that in the music world, those great gods are like Bodhisattvas and Jesus, used to satisfy the psychological fantasies of the audience." Fang Xiao ignored the slight commotion below and said, "For example, wanting to be romantic, letting Chopin, wanting to be elegant, letting Mozart, wanting to be passionate, letting Beethoven, wanting to be solemn, letting Bach, etc., roughly this is the case."

"But can listen to these great gods really satisfy your emotional needs? No, they are just an idealistic illusion. Listening to their music is like praying in a church: God, please give me a romantic and handsome prince." Fang Xiao's words and holding the guitar and clasping his hands together caused a crisp laugh. He continued seriously: "But will God give you a prince right away? No! So when you are heartbroken because of a photo

Move, when you are sad for a movie, when you are excited for a piece of food, when you are sad for a parting, will it really fit your mood to listen to the music of the great gods? Does Chopin know what a beautiful love movie is? Does Mozart know how elegant the lines of ice cream are? They don’t know anything. They are too far away from us. They are the stars in the sky. Although the stars are brilliant, when night falls, what we really need is the candlelight in the room."

"What is the candlelight?"

This is the first time that a student has spoken out since the interview. Fang Xiao looked at the girl with a ponytail and a small red mole on the corner of her mouth. She patted the guitar and said with a smile: "This is the candlelight."

"Only the songs you wrote by yourself are the most beautiful ones." Anyway, there is no hope for an appointment. Fang Xiao was very relaxed and spoke arrogantly, saying, "I won't teach you how to play the songs of the past and sing other people's songs. I will teach you how to write your own songs and sing your own songs according to your own mood."

"This classmate Fang." A middle-aged woman in the back row dressed very gorgeously and had a scarf around her neck questioned directly: "It is not possible to make music by playing randomly."

"Then I'll show my level."

Fang Xiao sat upright, held the guitar, plucked a few chords, then pointed to the girl who asked the question just now, and said, "Student, please give me a question."

The girl obviously didn't expect him to do this. She was not mentally prepared. She was stunned for a moment, her eyes drifted out the window, and she said casually: "It's raining now, so let's use the rain to do the questions."

"Rain?" Fang Xiao smiled and said, "There are many kinds of rain, there are joyful rain, sad rain, parting rain, vicissitudes rain, and longing rain. Which kind do you want?"

“Is there any difference?”

"Of course there is." Fang Xiao treated this place as a bar and started to show it, saying, "I'll have a happy rain first."

Then he played "Scene in the Rain" and sang while playing. Because of the limited time, Fang Xiao only intercepted a few of them: "Waolala, it's raining, I saw that everyone was running, waaola, taxi, their business is very good, you can't get on the ride if you have money! Waaolalala, it's wet, many people's faces lost their smiles, rumbled, thunder, and the timid people dared not run, haha, looking at the sky helplessly, sighed and shook their heads."

He played it very easily, and he didn't look at the strings at all. He also looked up at the sky according to the lyrics, simulated the movement of sheltering from the rain. Many girls smiled.

As soon as the girl finished playing, she immediately smiled and said, "Teacher Fang, you can play another one, and play the rain of longing."

wipe!

Is this a teacher?
Chapter completed!