The system asked me to be a teacher

Chapter 345 The Voice Before the Final

Kong Meng looked at Nonsense in surprise, he did not expect the other party to ask such a question.

Shaking his head, Kong Meng said: "I'm sorry, I'm a teacher. Teaching and educating talents is my job. As for playing football, forget it!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, nonsense became anxious in an instant: "What? Teaching and educating people? How can you teach and educate people?"

Confucius and Mencius looked at him helplessly: "Why can't I teach and educate people?"

Hu Hua waved his hand: "I didn't mean that, you don't know, with your talent as a goalkeeper, you are on par with the top goalkeepers in the world.

As long as you are willing to play football, I can personally recommend you to the national team. Wouldn't it be great for us to gallop in the international arena? "

Kong Meng looked at him even more strangely: "Riding freely and horizontally in the international arena, when has our national team rushed out of Asia and entered the world?"

"This..." Hu Hua's expression instantly became awkward.

Confucius and Mencius shook his head and was about to walk away when Hu Shuo said coldly behind him: "Before I couldn't break out of Asia and go to the world, it was without you. As long as you join, this dream will never be a dream again."

Kong Meng smiled.

He walked over and patted Hu Hua on the shoulder: "Football has never been a sport for one person, and nothing can be changed with me or without me.

If you really want to win, you should practice hard and improve your skills! "

Seeing Confucius and Mencius disappearing at the intersection, he mumbled nonsense and looked into the distance.

Rui Li persuaded: "Forget it, everyone has his own aspirations.

In our industry, no matter how good you are, you will be scolded when you go out. It's not like being a teacher, with parents holding students and scolding them, so don't be too happy every day. "

Seeing the expressions of the two, Rona suddenly approached: "Brother Hu, Brother Rui, is there a shortage of people in the national team right now? What do you think of me?
Don't worry, I will never despise the national football team..."

After speaking, he tried his best to show a flattering smile.

Looking at Rona who was winking at him fiercely, Hu Yu patted him on the shoulder: "It doesn't matter whether you dislike the national football team or not, but the national football team will definitely dislike you.

Brother, you should honestly be a substitute in the provincial team. The national team recruits from the provincial team every year. I hope you can be selected one day. "

Rona: "..."

After playing football in Shanghai, Long Aotian immediately gave Kong Meng a thumbs up: "You are still amazing. Not only are you good at teaching, but you are also so popular as a goalkeeper."

In the past two days, following Confucius and Mencius, he once again saw the excellence of Teacher Kong, and couldn't help but admire him even more.

Kong Meng shook his head, looked at Long Aotian and Fang Zhenyuan who were still following him: "I'm just lucky. Okay, time is almost up.

You go back to your Zhiyuan Middle School, and it's time for me to go back to Yunxi Hope School. "

Now it was Long Aotian's turn to be surprised: "Mr. Kong, today is the final of Shanghai Haosheng.

Won't you stay and have a look? "

Kong Meng was taken aback: "What? The Voice finals? How come I don't know?"

It was only then that he noticed that Zheng Miao was not by his side.

Long Aotian rolled his eyes: "Sister Meow didn't let us tell you.

She said that you helped her so much, and she was very grateful.

But you can help her for a while, but you can't help her forever. If she wants to become the top singer in the world, she must go out independently. "

Kong Meng nodded, and couldn't help giving Zheng Miao a thumbs up in his heart.

To be honest, before Zheng Miao was able to pass all the way, although she had a good singing talent, most of the reasons were attributed to Kong Meng.

It was the songs he provided that gave her the capital to pass the test.

But doing this by myself is a double-edged sword. Although it can help Zheng Miao quickly become famous, it will make her become dependent.

This dependence will become more and more serious over time, and eventually it will become out of control.

Confucius and Mencius have always been worried about this, and now Zheng Miao has discovered this problem, which shows her understanding of music.

Suddenly Kong Meng thought of something: "Since today is Zheng Miao's finals, what about Fang Qiong?"

At that time, Zheng Miao was a good voice to participate with Fang Qiong. With his help, both of them passed the preliminaries with close to full marks, which became a good story.

But I haven't seen Fang Qiong in Shanghai for the past two days. With Fang Qiong's personality, knowing that he is there, he will definitely come to discuss and ask questions about music.

As a result, it would be better if he didn't mention it, when he mentioned it, Long Aotian and Fang Zhenyuan looked at each other in blank dismay.

Kong Meng looked at the two of them strangely: "What? Are you hiding something from me?"

Long Aotian laughed and said: "Mr. Kong, it's not that we deliberately concealed this from you, but Sister Fang Qiong didn't want us to tell you."

Fang Zhenyuan also said: "Yes, Sister Fang knows that you are going to support education in remote areas. In order not to trouble you, she asked us to keep it a secret for him."

Kong Meng looked at the two helplessly: "What happened? Tell me quickly, don't fight haha!"

"Sister Fang has been eliminated."

"What?" Confucius and Mencius were taken aback, "When did it happen?"

"On the third day after you left Zhiyuan to teach, a new round of knockout rounds for The Voice started.

Sister Fang was the first to appear on the stage, singing "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond" that you wrote for her.

[Moonlight in lotus pond]?

Confucius and Mencius frowned, "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond" is the legend of the Phoenix, adapted from an essay written by Zhu Ziqing.

Its rhythm is clear and graceful, and although it is not as popular as Phoenix Legend's famous song, it is still a rare masterpiece.

This is also a good song that can enter the music list. Although Kong Meng can't guarantee that he can get the first place, he won't be eliminated!

It was Fang Zhenyuan who answered: "There is nothing wrong with the song itself. The problem is Sister Fang. She ran away!"

Confucius and Mencius were taken aback, out of tune?how is this possible?

Confucius and Mencius had their own judgment on Fang Qiong's musical level.

In addition to the special voice of the other party, the pitch is also very good.

Kong Meng would rather believe that Zheng Miao would go off tune than Fang Qiong made such a mistake.

Unexpectedly, Long Aotian then added: "Hey, Lao Fang. I know Fang Qiong is your sister, but so what?

You maintenance is maintenance, and you can't talk nonsense!

Was Fang Qiong off tune?She doesn't have a single word in the tune, okay? "

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Seeing that their conversation became more and more complicated, Confucius and Mencius simply stopped asking.

I want to know, after meeting Fang Qiong, everything will be clear, there is no need to guess here.

He said: "In this case, let's go there immediately."

Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, Long Aotian looked embarrassed: "Teacher Meng, sister Miao not only won't tell you, but also won't let us go, otherwise we will break off our friendship."

Kong Meng chuckled: "Is that so? Since he won't let her go, it's fine if he doesn't tell her.

Let's also keep it secret, just watch it quietly in the past. "

After hearing what Kongmeng said, Long Aotian's eyes lit up: "Yes, sister Meow won't let us go, it has nothing to do with whether we want to go or not.

Let's go quietly, come back quietly, and finally wave our sleeves without taking away half of the clouds. "

Fang Zhenyuan also slapped his thigh: "That's right, she won't let her go, as if she doesn't want to go.

If Teacher Kong hadn't resisted everyone's arguments and insisted on pulling me, even if she knelt down and begged me, I wouldn't be able to take half a step towards Shanghai TV. "

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted two pairs of contemptuous gazes.

The three called a car and arrived at their destination soon.

Just waiting to enter the door, but was stopped by security.

"Three gentlemen, please stay a little longer. I don't know who you are looking for?"

Long Aotian said: "Isn't today the final of Shanghai Haosheng? Let's watch the match!"

The security guard said: "Please show your invitation card."

Long Aotian was stunned: "Invitation? Do you still need an invitation to watch a game?"

The next moment he realized: "You mean tickets, right? It doesn't matter, how much is it? I'll buy it!"

The security guard's face remained unchanged: "I'm sorry, the tickets for the Shanghai Haosheng finals are supplied internally and are not sold publicly."

As he said that, he turned towards the door: "Of course, if you want to watch the game, you can move to the broadcast hall, where there is a live broadcast!"

The three of Confucius and Mencius looked at each other with embarrassment.

I ran excitedly to cheer for Zheng Miao, but I couldn't even get in the door, which was too...

He was about to give up, when Long Aotian rolled his eyes: "Mr. Kong, wait a minute, isn't it just three tickets? Look at me."

As he spoke, he said to the security guard: "Brother, can I borrow a pen?"

The security guard nodded: "This is no problem, do you need paper? I have it here!"

As a result, the paper and pen, Long Aotian wrote a few big characters on it: I want to buy three tickets for the Shanghai Haosheng finals, 1 yuan per ticket!
Any kind-hearted person willing to transfer it is greatly appreciated, thank you!
Seeing the price marked by Long Aotian, Kong Meng was startled.

He quickly snatched the paper, and then reprimanded the other party: "Are you crazy? 1 yuan to buy a ticket?"

Long Aotian smiled and said: "Teacher Kong don't worry, anyway, the money is mine and not mine.

If he wants to ask, I will say that I bought it for you to watch your finals, and he will definitely not object. "

Kong Meng glared at him: "That's not okay. No one's money comes from the wind. It's too bad to spend 1 yuan to buy a ticket."

Long Aotian couldn't help wondering: "We've come here, so we have to go in, right? If we want to watch it in the auditorium, it's better to watch TV at home."

Kong Meng glared at him: "Why don't you go home and watch TV? It's not that I won't let you buy it, it's just that the price is too expensive..."

Long Aotian asked: "Then how much money do you think is suitable?"

Confucius and Mencius stretched out a finger, Long Aotian said: "One thousand? Is it a little less?"

Confucius and Mencius: "What's a little less? A thousand is too much. I'm talking about a hundred."

Long Aotian: "..."

Confucius and Mencius ignored his small expression, but took the paper, drew a cross on the back of the ten thousand character, and then added the hundred character next to it.

With a puff, a man behind Confucius and Mencius laughed.

Confucius and Mencius turned around in doubt, and the other party laughed: "I said three country bumpkins, you don't really want to buy a ticket for a good voice with 100 yuan, do you?"

Confucius and Mencius asked: "Why, can't it work?"

"I don't know if it will work or not, but these days, even the most ordinary concert costs a hundred and ten yuan.

The Voice of Shanghai has gathered so many potential players, and its popularity is no worse than those popular variety shows.

So don't say one hundred, even if it is 1 yuan, it is impossible for someone to transfer it. "

Confucius said: "This is just your own assumption, right? If you don't try it, how will you know it won't work?"

clap clap clap...

applause.

The man gave Confucius a thumbs up: "I have seen confident people, but this is the first time I have seen people like you.

Do you dare to bet with me?I bet you won't be able to buy one today.

If you can successfully buy one, I will pay you 1 yuan.

Of course, if you haven’t bought any of them, I’m sorry, if you should go to the construction site to move the bricks, go to the construction site to move the bricks. Don’t stand here and block your eyes, okay? "

Kong Meng and Long Aotian Fang Zhenyuan looked at each other.

Does the man in front of you have a problem with his brain?

I opened my mouth to bet with myself, but the difference in bets was so obvious that she couldn't think of a second possibility because of my nervousness.

As for letting the three of them go to the construction site to move bricks, it was nothing more than letting him leave.

But if he couldn't buy a ticket, he would have left?

So what's the point of betting on this with me?
Is this the happiness of the rich?
"Okay, you can gamble, this is what you said, as long as we can sell one, you will give us 1 yuan."

Fang Zhenyuan laughed and said.

Confucius and Mencius were about to speak, but Fang Zhenyuan winked at him, and then counted money.

Confucius and Mencius knew that this guy wanted to bully people again, but he didn't say anything.

In any case, the positions of the two are the same.

He also didn't want to be ridiculed for no reason.

As time went by, people came over one after another.

Fang Zhenyuan immediately raised the paper in his hands high, and then walked to a middle-aged couple: "Sir, we are now buying tickets to Shanghai Haosheng at a high price. I wonder if you two can part with each other?"

The man in the middle-aged couple immediately waved his hand and refused, but the woman asked curiously, "What price do you charge?"

Fang Zhenyuan looked at the paper in his hand suspiciously: "Of course it's one hundred yuan a piece, isn't it clearly written on it?"

The woman in the middle-aged couple was stunned for a long time before saying: "Little brother, this joke is not funny at all."

"A joke? I'm not joking!"

"I'm not kidding, you dare to pay 100 yuan a ticket? Do you know how much our tickets cost? It's 5000 yuan!"

"No way, it's so expensive? You guys are really being taken advantage of."

"..."

The atmosphere once again fell into endless embarrassment.

Seeing the middle-aged couple go in through the door angrily, the man who bet with the three couldn't help laughing.

"What did I say just now? You want to buy a ticket for 100 yuan? You should give up your mind as soon as possible!"

"Hey, why do you think we can't buy it? The couple just now were really taken advantage of. Could it be that Zhenyuan was wrong?
But the world is not always taken advantage of, right? "

It was Long Aotian who spoke, he snatched the paper from Fang Zhenyuan's hand, and then looked towards the door.

The one who came in this time was a young man with tattoos on his arms.

Long Aotian walked over with a smile: "Brother, I wonder if your tickets are willing to sell?"

The young man looked at Long Aotian suspiciously: "Do you want the ticket in my hand?"

Long Aotian said: "Of course I want it, as long as you are willing to give up love, I, Xiaolong, will be grateful."

The young man nodded, and then took off his clothes: "No problem, we Jianghu people speak Jianghu dialect, as long as you can beat me, the ticket is yours."

Looking at the colorful green dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right on the young man's body, Long Aotian...

(End of this chapter)