After resting at home for two days, vocal music classes in the city also started.

Song Pan'er had no choice but to get up early to go to class. While getting up and getting dressed, she muttered:

"I'm really looking for trouble! Just don't take this bad class!"

But it was worth the trouble. When Song Pan'er arrived in class and started learning 'Doremi', she was quite interested.

As soon as she started school, she forgot about the hard work of getting up early to catch the bus and became very involved.

There are three classes a week, and each class lasts two and a half hours. Song Paner is always the first to arrive in class.

The teacher of the vocal class is a retired high school music teacher. He rented a house in front of the station and recruited more than ten students to teach classes.

He is very serious and responsible. After learning the basics of music theory for two weeks, he immediately started teaching vocal techniques.

Now Mrs. Qian is in trouble.

After the teacher started teaching her how to pronounce sounds, Song Pan'er came home from school every day and chased her around her breasts, performing various strange accents for her such as "ma, me, mi, mo, mu".

He couldn't push her away, and Mrs. Qian's ears were buzzing.

It is said that hard work can make up for weakness, but when it comes to vocal music, Song Paner's approach doesn't seem to work.

Some majors require talent. Even if you don't have talent, at least you can't be as dull as Song Pan'er.

In addition, the teacher's teaching pace is also very fast. Song Pan'er has not memorized the musical notes clearly yet, and now she is learning to pronounce sounds again.

In class today, the teacher first asked everyone to sing "The Ballad of the Great Wall" in advance, and later taught everyone how to pronounce the song line by line.

The vocal teacher picked up a glass of water and wanted to moisten his throat first. Various voices were in the room, but a strange tone still came out.

"The Great Wall is thousands of miles long~, and outside the Great Wall is my hometown~sorghum fertilizer~scent of soybeans~"

The water in the voice teacher's mouth almost spurted out.

After searching carefully, I found that the voice came from classmate Song Paner, who was shaking his head in the corner.

Under her leadership, the voices of several students around her could no longer run away.

"Song Pan'er, please stop."

The teacher put down the water glass and called Song Paner.

Song Pan'er immediately stopped talking and looked at the teacher in confusion.

"Sing the first line for me first."

Song Paner followed the instructions without going out of tune.

"You sing the second line."

Song Paner sang again, but it was still out of tune.

"You sing together."

Then, Song Paner went off-key.

The vocal music teacher was happy, she had never seen such a student before!

If you sing a single line without being out of tune, if you sing it in a row, it will be so out of tune that you will almost leave the country.

This day can be called the most embarrassing day in Song Paner's life.

The teacher taught it over and over again, Song Paner sang it over and over again, and the students around her burst into laughter again and again.

Song Paner finally went home with a shrug.

"Panpan, my dream of being a singer is shattered."

Song Pan'er rubbed the dog's head as if to vent her anger, squeezing Pan Pan's face into various weird shapes.

In the end, Panpan couldn't bear the convulsive Song Pan'er, so she ran away choking.

Song Pan'er ran to Mrs. Qian again, sighing in various ways. Mrs. Qian asked her what was wrong, but she didn't say anything and just kept annoying her.

Mrs. Qian had no choice but to hide while Song Pan'er wasn't paying attention.

Fortunately, Song Paner had been in depression for two days, and Yan Bin came to bring her good news.

Yan Bin drove his father's tricycle. He was wearing a Lei Feng hat and his face was red from the cold.

"Little one, there is your letter in the post office. I delivered it to you."

Yan Bin shook the letter in his hand with a bright smile on his face.

Song Pan'er originally planned to go to the post office to check it out in a few days, but she didn't expect Yan Bin to deliver it to her.

Song Pan'er opened the door and walked out, and suddenly noticed the tricycle parked not far away. She was about to ask him how he saw the letter, but suddenly changed his mind and asked in surprise:

"Why... did you come here on a tricycle by yourself?"

This child was so courageous that he dared to drive seven or eight miles by himself.

"That's right! I'm very good at driving. Come on, get in the car! I'll take you for a walk."

Yan Bin thrust the letter into Song Pan'er's hand and took the lead to walk towards the tricycle.

At this time, the door next door opened, and Liu Fugen walked out while carrying "Moonlight in front of the bed".

There was a pair of glasses made of sorghum pole on the bridge of his nose, and a bunch of long notes were stuck on his chin, and he was pacing around.

Song Paner and Yan Bin were stunned when they saw this strange appearance.

Liu Fugen twirled his beard, pointed at Yan Bin with one hand, and asked sternly:

"Who are you?"

Yan Bin: "..."

Song Pan'er: "Pfft~"

"Liu Fugen, what are you causing trouble?"

Liu Fugen: "I am a layman from Hetao Fugen. I am away from home for a study trip. I saw a demon here... Huh? Three rounds?"

Liu Fugen's eyes suddenly lit up mid-sentence, where did the tricycle come from?

He quickly removed the beard from his chin and ran over.

Tricycles are rare in Huaishu Village. Only Man Dong's family has one in the village, and Liu Fugen has been coveting it for a long time.

Seeing that Liu Fugen's attention was attracted by the tricycle, Song Pan'er turned to Yan Bin and said, "Don't pay attention to him. My neighbor's kid, can you come in and warm yourself up?"

Yan Bin shook his head, still trying to persuade Song Pan'er to follow him for a three-wheel drive.

"I'm not cold. Come on, get in the car and I'll take you for a ride."

Song Paner quickly waved her hand.

"I won't go, it's quite cold."

Liu Fugen rushed over, his face full of joy.

"I'm going, I'm going! Take me for a ride!"

Before Yan Bin could refuse, Liu Fugen ran back and climbed directly into the bed of the truck, standing on it and smiling at Yan Bin in a flattering manner.

Yan Bin had no choice but to shrug and asked Song Pan'er again without giving up: "Are you really not going?"

Song Paner smiled and shook her head.

"Okay! Then I'll take him for a spin and come back."

Then he shouted to Liu Fugen: "Boy, sit down."

He planned to take Liu Fugen around the Loop in a perfunctory manner.

Song Pan'er didn't enter the house either, and was waiting for them at the entrance of the courtyard, teasing Panpan.

It's been a long time, but they haven't come back yet.

Song Pan'er stamped her feet, feeling a little cold. If she doesn't come back, I won't wait in the house!

Song Paner ran to the road and took a look.

I saw Liu Fugen limping over from a distance.

"Hey, Liu Fugen, what's wrong with you? Where is Yan Bin?"

Liu Fugen said nothing and went home directly bypassing Song Pan'er.

Song Pan'er was confused and was about to chase him to his house to ask when he saw Liu Jun coming out cursing.

"Bald boy, why are you so naughty every day? You are so courageous. You deserve to fall into a ditch!"

Song Pan'er: "... fell into a ditch?"

Liu Jun: "Well, ask me to hitch a donkey cart and drag him there."

Song Pan'er: "..."

After being dragged up by Liu Jun, Yan Bin did not go to Song Pan'er's house anymore, but went directly back to his hometown. He did not contact Song Pan'er again during the winter vacation.

Song Paner did not go to the vocal class anymore. Although she was quite thick-skinned, she could only give up halfway because she couldn't hold back and was laughed at by her classmates once when she sang a line.

This incident has also become a knot in Song Pan'er's mind, directly affecting the fate of someone in the future.

The letter sent by Yan Bin was written by Zhou Wen. The letter said that "Puppy Returns 2" has been finalized and will also be adapted into animation, allowing her to add some animation scene descriptions in the second half of the novel.

Is a ruler shorter or an inch longer? Song Pan'er comforted herself.

She took out the manuscript paper and pen and continued writing her novel with confidence.

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