casual and fun

The daily life of an art high school is not more relaxed and interesting than that of an ordinary high school. Before and after the half-term assessment, Yang Sile realized this belatedly: Art students don't seem to be living very artisticly.

No matter what major you study, you still have to take English and Mathematics, three subjects of biology, politics and history in the classroom every day, as well as the unshakeable sight-singing and music theory classes.As for the different professional courses——

The piano room basically relies on robbing, and the rehearsal depends on who is more crazy.

If the rehearsal time of the team collides with the time of the piano room appointment, you will have to grind your mouth everywhere. If you really can’t lie on the ground, the teacher doesn’t care how you make trouble after class, and the monthly assessment is the king’s way.

Yang Sile used to study in Beijing, and felt that he was working hard. He once confidently went out of bed at [-] o'clock according to the old biological clock, but after breakfast, he went to the office of Haina Building to ask, only to realize that he was too late. The rooms are already full, so if you want to practice the flute for two hours, you have to wait until the day after tomorrow.

No one in Yinzhong has the patience to wait for two days.Anyway, the bamboo flute is not a piano, so it can only be practiced in the piano room, at worst, take Liushen to buy a music stand, and play it in the small forest behind the Western Building.

But I am still exhausted after standing for several hours. It is unrealistic to steal a chair from the teaching building. It is extremely inefficient to bring your own foldable small bench to sit and blow your breath.

But as the saying goes, as long as the thinking is not slippery, there are more ways than difficulties.Little things won't bother Yang Sile.

He wore a pair of sports school pants that needed to be changed, picked a strong tree, stuffed the score into the belt of his trousers, put the flute in his mouth, and climbed up the tree skillfully in three or two strokes.

The spring is cold, sitting alone on a branch, protected by the six gods, and the insects and ants recede, he can blow from noon to sunset without fear.

However, within two days, rumors spread in the nearby Western-style buildings: there was a man in the Minle building who was crazy about learning, and he would not go to the good piano room, and played the flute by himself every day.

One to ten, ten to a hundred, and a hundred to the Academic Affairs Office.

So the natural piano room was ruined. Yang Sile was called to Mr. Xue's office to write a thousand-word self-criticism, saying that he should not affect the students in Shuangxin Building, ignore class rules and regulations, and disregard personal and public safety. Privately climbed the tree to practice the song.

Xue Lin finished the review, took a sip of coffee, and said earnestly, "Si Le, this matter is not big or small. The teacher understands that no one is allowed in the dormitory during class hours. You are new here. I don’t know when the piano room is the best, so I was forced to practice in such a dangerous place. As for me, I was so busy at the beginning of school that I forgot to send a classmate to take you with me. Both of us did something wrong place."

Yang Sile nodded with his hands behind his back.

Xue Lin saw him without hesitation, and smiled instantly: "Hey, I'm just saying that casually, do you really think the teacher did something wrong?"

Yang Sile raised his face and glanced at her quickly: "Mr. Xue, I really didn't know that appointments in the piano room were so difficult."

Then he immediately looked away, and said in a muffled voice, "It's up to you three and seven... The main fault is mine."

Xue Lin was a little surprised, but after the surprise, she felt amused: "Do I have to contribute [-] words to the [-]-word review stipulated by the Academic Affairs Office?"

Yang Sile was so choked, he waved his hands again and again: "No, no, no! Teacher Xue, I didn't mean that!"

Xue Lin didn't intend to get entangled with a child with good intentions on this issue. She picked up the pen and thoughtfully crossed out a few paragraphs of excessive self-blame in the self-criticism.

"There are more than 4000 students in the school, 48 piano rooms, and [-] rehearsal rooms. Grabbing resources is a daily occurrence. If some people get it, others will not. As long as your starting point is not to revenge the person who snatched it, Or make it difficult for the students in the Western Building and affect their normal class, I won't scold you."

"Your biggest mistake is thinking that assessment is more important than life."

"Should you fall from a tree and cause an irreparable accident, the school's difficulty is second, and your life and family should be ruined. This is also the school's decision to collectively report and criticize this matter next Monday morning. The reason for the incident. I hope you can understand, and don’t think we’re making a fuss over a molehill.” While annotating her own faults on the paper, she waved her left hand, indicating that Yang Sile could go back to class, “Call Chen Nan, I’ll Tell him a few words."

Yang Sile thought he was wrong, and fully accepted the school's opinion on how to deal with it, but the other students didn't bother to care so much.

There is no news in Yinzhong: "There is news in Yinzhong today!A transfer student from the Department of Folk Music performance just arrived for a week, and he unlocked a new achievement that was notified and criticized by the whole school. It is true! "

Posted by: Read as Bach Writing Dad

Reason for reporting: Malicious incitement

Reason for appeal: Worz, what did Bach do wrong to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy based on the ID?In the documentary section, where did the fight start? ? ?It is reasonable to suspect that the management of Minle Building is protecting the shortcomings, and the cubs come out to match the line.

The appeal is rejected, this post can no longer be viewed and replied, and it will be permanently deleted after three days, please make a backup.

There is no news in the sound: "About Yang Siyue (Folk Music Performance Class [-]) Climb Up a Tree and Related Documentary Posts Are Closed"

Posted by: hahaha

"The last post was upvoted before there were more than [-] replies, so the author learned from others, and the title and content were written in strict accordance with the format required by the documentary area (so the management brother can be gentle when he comes in, mainly for the first time, I'm afraid Pain). For those who didn’t get any melons during the piano practice, don’t panic, please click the picture below to sort out the incident. Finally, please read as Bach’s writing father and go.”

2L: There is evidence for the suspicious car, the original poster hahaha it’s wonderful, let’s go, the management father don’t stop.

3L: The person who was reported and criticized was the man who played the flute outside our classroom a few days ago?

5L: Congratulations to the new students for breaking the record held by Brother Xiang.

6L: "Our Brother Xiang"?There is an inner ghost, and the management of the well-known building of Deyi Building comes out to work.

13L: To be reasonable, in those two days our Chinese teacher thought it was a problem with the sound insulation material of the Haina Building, and said that we should report it to the school and ask them to overhaul the Haina Building.Serving the people Yang, they don't understand you, but I understand.

14L: The sound insulation of Haina Building is really not good. When I practice piano in the piano room, I am most afraid of encountering the group of horn players in the wind band class, which will disturb everyone to death.

15L: Little Snail, Didi Didi Chui, the next door can take off after listening to it~

16L: Band class: I was offended.

17L: Wind music classes continue to be victimized.

18L: Suona: So dangerous, so dangerous.

19L: Suona refuses to accept and asks to fight!

20L: When the suona comes out, who will fight for the front!

21L: Lord, it's really spicy, learning a musical instrument and also learning a chain of contempt.Yin and Yang are strange, it is recommended to increase the intensity of month-end assessment.

22L: New from upstairs?Don't you know Yinzhong Daily?

23L: Originally, the school didn’t allow you to practice musical instruments in and around the teaching area. What’s the matter, you, Minle, are your own son, so you can’t be ridiculed if you do something wrong?

29L: There was an idiot critic who said that Min Le was his own son. Maybe he didn’t know how much money the school allocated to Xiyang Building, and how much money was allocated to Min Le Building?Senior high school sister will give you a popular science: Minlelou, a well-known adopted son in the circle, eats grass, and squeezes out international gold medals.

30L: I wonder if the Xiyang Building has dozens of classes for percussion, orchestra performance, composition and arrangement, and conducting. Isn’t it normal to spend a little more money than your Minyue Building?

31L: Onlookers at 29L anonymously criticize, high school seniors give you a popular science: That year, the Central Music High School did not sign up for the competition.Even if the school dares to brag, you actually dare to believe it, hahahahahahahahahaha!

33L: You guys keep arguing, let me say Ximin Dafa first!Gao Leng Fu's second-generation attack × forbearance and elegance, deep sadomasochistic love, love and kill each other, I hit it again!

37L: Will you do it on the 33rd floor?Listen to me, it's gentle scum folk music Gong x arrogant and poisonous tongue Western music subject.

301L: Shocked my mother, broke through the [-]th floor in three hours, and took a group photo (Scissorhands.jpg)

507L: Those in the dance department are silent and dare not speak.

508L: broadcast host +1

509L: command class +1

511L: Bel Canto wishes everyone an early year!

512L: I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival with popular singing!

520L: (The number of layers is so auspicious) I have finished all the festivals that can be celebrated before. I can't think of any good words, so I can only wish the lovers in the world to become brothers and sisters.

"Fuck, we've entered the hot spot..."

The English teacher on the podium was busy looking for a spare space on the blackboard with five white lines to write grammar knowledge points. Chen Nan seized the time and quietly refreshed the school intranet under the desk.Yang Sile hasn't registered an account yet, so he can only learn about the unexpected battle situation caused by him from him.

"I remember that the last post that broke into the popular area without relying on the administrator to increase permissions was Shi Nian's postcard door."

Chen Nan patted Yang Sile's thigh, and sighed silently: "Brother Yang, my condolences."

Yang Sile had failed a grade and was one year older than most of the class, so he barely deserved to be called "brother".

Seeing that he ignored her, Chen Nan just stared at the blackboard, her eyes glazed over, she hurriedly bowed her body, hid behind the book to enlighten him: "Don't make such an expression, I didn't find anyone who really scolded you, Minlelou and Xiyang Lou has always been like this, the sound is traditional, don't worry too much about it."

Yang Sile was stared at by the English teacher who turned around, and hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to answer Chen Nan's words, took out a pencil to write on the textbook, and handed it to Chen Nan's arm for him to read.

"How to register on Xiaonei?"

Chen Nan was vigilant: "Calm down, Brother Yang! Controlling violence with violence is not advisable!"

Yang Sile: "I wanted to go up and apologize in person... It was my fault for interrupting their class."

Chen Nan: "Yes, but it's not necessary. Brother Xiang was reported and criticized as soon as he entered school last semester. He didn't bother to respond to the posts of those senior sisters and seniors who had built more than 1000 floors. After the weekend, the popularity has not gone down. Boarding schools are just like this. You have to get used to it."

Yang Sile looked back at Mou Xiangfei who was sleeping on the desk, and wrote curiously: "What is his reason?"

Chen Nan made a mouthful: "Fight, fight."

Yang Sile drew a question mark in the corner of the textbook.

Chen Nan wrote: "Some people laughed at his Dong Xuehua as a copycat."

But anyone who knows a little about Dixiao, no one will not know Dong Xuehua.

Folk music instruments such as flute and flute are not the same as piano and violin. If they are more expensive, it is basically not to choose the manufacturer, but to see who made them.Dong Xuehua's family's flutes, made by himself, can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan a set, with his signature as identification, instead of handmade without signature, three or four hundred can also be won.

Since graduating from junior high school and determined to major in bamboo flute, Cen Wanping bought Yang Sile a full set of Dong Xuehua's one-section flute and two-section flute, both in CDEFG tune, with a total price of at least [-].The practice flute produced by different manufacturers is bought more, and the usage rate is relatively higher.

"Brother Xiang's flute has that kind of signature, but the fineness and workmanship..." Chen Nan whispered, "You understand."

Yang Sile nodded, and couldn't help but glance at Mou Xiangfei who was sleeping behind him, feeling rather uncomfortable.

To be honest, although Mu Xiangfei returned to school last Wednesday, he and Mu Xiangfei have not spoken a few words so far.There is no other reason. When there are no culture classes and solfeggio classes, Mu Xiangfei basically does not appear in the classroom. When there are culture classes, he basically sleeps. A moment of indifferent sobriety.

After all, last Wednesday at the front and back tables, someone sat in the back seat that had been vacant for two days. Yang Sile wanted to get to know him better, so he warmly greeted him: "I finally met the legendary Brother Xiang. Hello, I'm a new transfer..."

"Ah."

Mu Xiangfei had no expression on his face, interrupted him without looking at him, stuffed the flute box into the belly of the table, and fell down.

"..."

As a kind and friendly transfer student, Yang Sile was very embarrassed when he suffered consecutive double blows in his interpersonal relationship within 24 hours.

Chen Nan was very calm: "Brother Yang, just get used to it."

Mu Xiangfei fell asleep until noon, and the teacher and his deskmate turned a blind eye. After class, the latter turned over from the back desk and went straight to the cafeteria.Yang Sile felt that this was not good, so he pushed Mou Xiangfei's shoulder, reminding him that it was time to eat.

Mu Xiangfei probably had a serious urge to wake up, so he slapped Yang Sile's hand on his shoulder with a straight slap against his right cheek, which was covered in red marks by his arm, and cursed extremely impatiently: "Fuck you!" Hand, can't you talk about something?"

Inexplicably being pissed off, Yang Sile was taken aback for a moment, and then his temper flared up.

He kicked the legs of Mu Xiangfei's desk, and said in a deep voice, "Yes, no."

That afternoon was all professional self-study. To put it bluntly, everyone was asked to practice piano in the piano room or rehearsal room.Yang Sile didn't make an appointment to the piano room, let alone join any band, and finally chose to go back to the classroom to write music.

After the lunch break, on the way from the dormitory to the Minle Building, he thought about it sentence by sentence, if Mu Xiangfei showed his face and scolded him badly again, how should he go back so as not to lose the wind.

But when he walked into the classroom, Mu Xiangfei's seat was empty, and the flute box disappeared.

It was only then that Yang Sile remembered that Mu Xiangfei didn't bring his schoolbag this morning. It seemed that he just wanted to improve his attendance so that he wouldn't be expelled from school.

At night, after Yang Sile washed up and lay down on the bed, he couldn't help but think about it more and more, and he was a little bit wronged by being treated like a donkey.

Wait, Shi Nian said yesterday that he has a boyfriend, and asked Mou Xiangfei to stop for a few days...

According to the information given by Chen Nan, Shi Nian is pursuing Xie Chen from the composition department. The first half of the sentence should be a lie to evade, but the second half of the sentence has a name and a surname, no matter how you look at it, it is not groundless.Mu Xiangfei should have contacted Shi Nian frequently during the winter vacation, and there were indeed hints or explicit indications of that, which made Shi Nian so annoying to say such things.

No wonder Chen Nan insisted that Mou Xiangfei couldn't pursue anyone. Yang Sile couldn't imagine him falling in love. If he was touched by someone he liked, would he curse: "My dear, touch your mother's hand!"

Roommate Du Ruohong in the next bed was attracted by Yang Sile's tossing and turning, turned off his phone and poked his head out from under the covers to ask him what's wrong.

Yang Sile looked at the snow-white ceiling, folded his hands in front of his chest, swallowed, and sighed: "It's terrible to fall in love."