The system asked me to be a teacher

Chapter 54 About Dreams
Upon seeing this, Zhang Moumou interrupted him and said, "Young Master Tang, I don't think there is any problem with this matter.

Because showing one's other abilities besides music is allowed and encouraged during the contestant introduction, which is also one of the highlights of this draft. "

"You..." Seeing that the opinion was refuted, Tang Ji laughed angrily, "Director Zhang, if you openly cover up the contestants, don't blame me for going to the chief director to sue you for using power for personal gain."

When Zhang Moumou heard Tang Ji say this, his face also pulled down: "Young Master Tang, I, Zhang Moumou, have always done things fairly, not to mention the chief director, even if I go to the director, I will not change my opinion."

"You...Okay, you wait for me..."

"Wait...someone did cheat in this preliminaries."

Tang Ji, who had already reached the door, paused, and a smile returned to his face instantly: "It seems that Director Zhang has decided to change his mind? Let me just say..."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Moumou shook his head: "No, Mr. Tang, you misunderstood. What I mean is that other contestants' results are fine, but yours has been cancelled."

"What?" Tang Ji's eyes were full of disbelief, "Cancel my grades? Why? Tell me clearly!"

Regarding Tang Ji's fierce reaction, Zhang Moumou was still calm: "Just rely on this!"

Then, he took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat: "Do you need me to explain in detail?"

"This……"

Cold sweat drenched his back in an instant, because on Zhang Moumou's WeChat, it was a red envelope that had been opened, and he was very familiar with the title of the song on it.

Zhang Moumou said: "Young Master Tang, there are two things that you may not know yet.

First, because an audience member was temporarily absent due to urgent matters, there were actually only 13 people in Hall 99.

Second, one of the 99 people happened to be my wife, and she voted for all the contestants, except you.

In view of the good relationship between Fengyang Entertainment and Shanghai Satellite TV, I wanted to turn a blind eye.

Anyway, that's the way it is in the entertainment industry, as long as it doesn't violate the principles, I don't want to be too serious.

But in many cases, things go too far, and the victim is often not others, but oneself. "

***
Of course Confucius and Mencius didn't know about Tang Ji secretly stabbing himself in the back.

At this time, he was gathering with Zheng Miao and others to celebrate.

Long Aotian said: "Sister Miao, Sister Fang, today we have double happiness, let's drink to this."

Kong Meng nodded: "Although most of the contestants are average in this competition, there are also quite a few strong contestants. There are 90 contestants with more than 8 votes. It is really not easy for the two of you to break through the tight encirclement of these contestants."

Fang Zhenyuan smiled and said: "Yeah, I'll just say, you still have to have dreams, what if the hell... Oh, sister, I was wrong."

Fang Qiong sat next to Kong Meng, with excitement and shyness on his face: "I have had a music dream since I was a child. I have never given up working hard for this dream every day, even if I had surgery on my throat... I never thought it would come true today." up.

You don't know how excited I was when the host announced that I was promoted.Even if I am eliminated in the rematch, I will not regret it anymore! "

Zheng Miao nodded: "Yes, people still have dreams. For those who don't even have dreams, what's the point of living?"

"..."

Everyone talked and talked, and the cheerful atmosphere kept spreading, but no one paid attention to it. After listening to the two today's heroines' explanations about their dreams, Bai Yang in the corner became silent.

An hour later, everyone returned to the hotel room.

Following behind everyone, Bai Yang didn't rush back. After thinking about it, he climbed up the stairs step by step.

Soon he came to the top floor, feeling the quiet wind in the night, took a deep breath, and leaned his body against the railing.

"What do you think?"

"Ah, Teacher Kong!" Bai Yang was taken aback, he didn't expect Kong Meng to appear at this moment.

Kong Meng said with a smile: "I noticed you were distracted while eating, why, what's on your mind?"

Nodding his head, Bai Yang chose to continue to relax his body.

"Can I talk to you? It might be better to say something out loud if you hold it in your heart. It might make you feel better."

"It's nothing, just listening to Sister Fang and Sister Miao talk about their dreams, and I have some feelings."

Kong Meng didn't speak, he knew that Bai Yang should have something to say.

Sure enough, Bai Yang said: "Teacher, if a person has an unrealistic idea, and this idea is opposed by people all over the world, what should he do?"

Confucius and Mencius: "It depends on whether this idea is important to this person. If he just thinks about it casually, or is enthusiastic about it for a while, it is better to give up directly.

But if you want to like Fang Qiong and Zheng Miao from the bottom of your heart, and even become a knot in your heart, then do it. "

"Really?"

"Of course, in this life, you can't always live in the opinions of others. Many times, you have to do something for yourself.

What Zheng Miao said is right, the most terrifying thing about a person is not that his dreams cannot be realized, but that he doesn't even have a dream. "

Slowly closing his eyes and then opening them again, Bai Yang looked serious: "Teacher, I want to suspend school!"

After hearing Bai Yang's words, Kong Meng didn't feel any surprise. He asked, "Do you want to engage in professional game competition?"

Bai Yang smiled: "Teacher, you underestimate my ambition, right? That's right, I like playing games, but for me, games are just a tool for entertainment, and have nothing to do with dreams."

Kong Meng froze, this was different from what he thought.

When I met Bai Yang, this guy was a real internet addict.

An internet-addicted teenager telling others that his favorite thing is not a game, what is the difference between this and a lecher who suddenly doesn't like pretty girls?
"Then what do you want to do?"

Bai Yang made a gesture of shooting with his hands, and Kong Meng was startled: "You want to become a special sniper? I advise you to think twice, life is in danger at any time in this industry, it's not worth it!"

Bai Yang was helpless: "Teacher, please, you don't know if you can stop guessing, I want to be a shooter."

"Ah? This..."

"Why, no?"

"That's not..." Although Bai Yang's desire to become an athlete was a bit abrupt, it wasn't particularly strange.

From Kongmeng's understanding, unlike other people who play online games, Bai Yang only likes crossing the line of fire. Sometimes he gets tired from playing and would rather rest than touch other games.

Thinking about it now, what this guy is passionate about may have nothing to do with the game itself.

"Your hobby is very good, why hesitate?"

Bai Yang shook his head: "You should know that I am an orphan, right? After my father passed away, his company was left to me.

His biggest wish in this life is that the company can enter the world's top 500.

Zhiyuan Middle School and Wharton Business School have a trainee agreement every year. It is for this reason that I choose to study in Zhiyuan. "

"But you're not interested in business administration, are you?"

"Well, unlike Sister Miao's persistence and persistence, I don't have too many principles. I hope that I can inherit my father's behest, and I also hope to show off my skills on the shooting range. So, I am very contradictory!"

Kong Meng smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "What's so contradictory? Who stipulated that an athlete can't do business?"

Bai Yang's eyes lit up: "You mean..."

"Well, it's actually quite normal for an athlete to be a company owner.

Just like you now, don't you have no time to manage the company? "

"Teacher, I understand, thank you!"

"You're welcome. But if you want to become a shooter, the fastest way is to enter a related sports school. What do you think about this?"

Bai Yang shook his head: "No, but I think as long as I spend more money, there will always be someone for me!"

"One of my classmates is the shooting coach of Shanghai Sports School. If you are interested, I can help you get in touch."

A female voice suddenly sounded from the stairs, it was Xie Meixuan!

(End of this chapter)