Don’t mention sparks for now. Mo Xijun can’t even sing two tigers. If he really wants to be bullied, the entire company will probably be burned to sparks.

Krypton gold... Oh no, hard work is important. Lu Jian had a plan and spent 500 gold coins to place the music classroom in the room opposite the third floor.

【Music Classroom Lv.1】

[Music teachers can train artists with singing skills below 30 here]

【Course cost: 5 gold coins/hour】

[Upgrade: Upgrade to Lv2 music classroom, spending 1,000 gold coins.]

Before I could go in and observe, a shout came from downstairs: "Brother? Brother? You don't care after signing it? You look like a liar!"

Lu Jian shouted: "I'm going to contact the teacher, let Xijun come to the third floor classroom to find me."

Lu Kang pulled downstairs and shouted, "There is a teaching room in the third floor?"

"have."

"Then—used—or—used—clean—ah?

"Are you finished?"

"So, shouting, speaking, and being interesting!"

“…”

"Don't you try it?"

"roll!!!!"

"You - say - what -! I - listen - no - clear!"

“…”

How did this person live to his twenties???!

…………

"He is so naughty." Mo Xijun walked up the third floor with a smile.

"The word naughty should not be used on adults, but there is no flaw in him." Lu Jian smiled and made a gesture of invitation, "The teacher should have come, prepare for the first music class."

"Music class? Teacher?" Mo Xijun looked at the wooden door of the music classroom with a little flustered look, "Are you so serious? I thought it was you who taught me."

"Don't worry, this process is kept confidential."

"Well... Since I believe you," Mo Xijun clenched his fists secretly and plucked up the courage to say to Lu Jian, "Before I can release a good record, please keep it confidential."

Lu Jian has tried Mo Xijun and music many times. She still hugged the pipa and half-covered her face. It would be boring to ask again.

After smiling and nodding, Lu Jian opened the door to the music classroom.

The classroom area is a little larger than the recording studio. The walls are covered with hole-shaped soundproofing boards, and the floor is also a relatively ordinary floor. Compared with the recording studio, there is only a small speaker, a piano and a blackboard, and an old silver-haired woman who looks very powerful.

The old woman was thin and upright, with her soft silver hair combed into a neat and large side-part. She sat in front of the piano in a black casual suit. She was like piano keys, made of black and white, with a minimalist fashionable beauty.

She turned her head and looked at Lu Jian and Mo Xijun, her eyes very sharp.

"Stop being idle, the courses are charged by hour."

Is this the music teacher of Lv.1?

Mo Xijun looked at the woman's serious eyes and moved a step behind Lu Jian with a little fear.

Lu Jian smiled and pushed Mo Xijun's back: "In terms of basic education, strict teachers produce high disciples."

With a nervous mood, Mo Xijun sat down beside the old woman under Lu Jian's push: "What do you call you..."

"Robin." The old woman turned to Mo Xijun with the chair, and her seat was still upright. "I have a good voice, so I can sing something casually."

"Now?"

"Um."

Mo Xijun looked back at Lu Jian, and Lu Jian was giving him encouraging eyes.

No matter how poor your singing skills are, a girl who is still beautiful and sweet in her personal life, will never have much lethality.

Mo Xijun explained embarrassedly: "Teacher Luo, I have never heard of any songs. The only thing I know clearly is the "Internationale" I learned during the chorus competition in high school."

"It's okay, it's enough to know one song." Robin raised his hand and signaled that Mo Xijun could start.

Lu Jian also patted Mo Xijun on the shoulder: "Don't be nervous."

"Yes." Mo Xijun coughed and raised her throat, and she was about to speak, but she was venting again. Then she raised her breath again, but she still couldn't sing it.

I worked hard three or five times, but I never sang it, and my face turned red.

"Teacher... I can't find the tune... I don't dare to speak. Can you help me with the tune?" Mo Xijun looked at Robin and then looked at the piano.

"Just sing a cappella." Robin denied it, "Only by singing a cappella, you can see a person's level clearly."

"It doesn't matter if you can't adjust correctly." Lu Jian encouraged, "The teacher is teaching you these things, and you must boldly show your true level."

"Okay." Mo Xijun breathed again. This time, she started singing with her eyes closed.

Or, howling.

"Get up!! The hungry and cold slave - Li!!!"

"Get up—!! The suffering people all over the world!!!"

Lu Jian felt a sound wave coming. Even though he was well-informed, he was forced to retreat continuously by this powerful sound wave. For a moment, his eardrums and brain primordials had some throbbing.

Mo Xijun clenched his fists hard, squeezed his eyes with his life, and yelled at a louder volume:

"The blood of the blood is boiling!! It's so exciting!"

"Fight for the truth!! Fight!!!"

The second wave of echo waves came, and the huge fear and pain made Lu Jian’s legs weak, his knees raised and his butt sat on the ground. Even so, he still subconsciously kicked his legs hard and kept retreating, like a cat meeting a dog in a corner.

How could this be possible! How could humans do this? It is better for alpacas to sing than she did!

Each note, each note flew across major notes to somewhere, no note was on the point, and there was no connection or rule between all note, just like a chaotic cosmic star cluster, constantly exploding.

What's even more terrifying is the power of this explosion.

Every note she sang was broken, and her throat seemed to be a high-power transmitter, hitting the human eardrum and brain.

Lu Jian kept kicking his legs back on the ground, which was so terrible.

If you continue listening, your hearing and intelligence may suffer an irreversible devastating blow.

Enough! Stop singing, you are the real singer of death, and you will never grow any grass!

But once Mo Xijun started, he could no longer stop because in the area covered by her sound waves, any other sound was destroyed and disappeared, and she was raging everything like a super star.

In such a terrifying blow, Lu Jian even lost his ability to stand up. All he could do was cover his ears tightly, hoping to survive the disaster.

Mo Xijun still roared with all his heart, and before he knew it, her arms were raised. Is she going to destroy the earth?

"Hurry up!!! That fire is burning red--"

"It's time to strike while the iron is hot! It's possible! Success!"
Chapter completed!