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"Zhou Yu, can you stop singing bel canto in the future?" Su Qin said seriously at Zhou Yu, who had a pair of phoenix eyes and a pointed chin.

"Why?"

"Because, your bel canto is really ugly!" Su Qin said bluntly.

"ah?"

Zhou Yu was stunned for a moment.

The last time the teacher had a big fight with her, the root cause was that the teacher thought she was really unteachable and could not even learn the most basic things for so long, but the other party did not tell her so bluntly that your bel canto was really ugly.

The teacher who has always been known for his severity is not so outspoken, and it is even more impossible for others to do so!

So until now, Zhou Yu instinctively believes that his bel canto is not so good, but he will have at least a level of 60 or 70!

But now Su Qin told her directly, you sang so badly!

"I...I sing really badly?" After coming back to his senses, Zhou Yu blinked his eyes and was still unbelievable.

"Listen to yourself!" Su Qin had just turned on the recording function, and originally planned to help her analyze her voice characteristics.

He directly played the recording to Zhou Yu.

After hearing a few words, Zhou Yu, who was 1.7 meters tall, covered his ears with both hands: "Oh my God, is this a ghost scream--"

After a moment, she quickly paused the playback of her phone, and then scratched her head with a little embarrassed look: "So I sing really badly!"

Seeing her appearance, Su Qin's heart that had been hanging suddenly fell to the ground.

What he was most worried about was that Zhou Yu could not accept reality, but from now on, she was still relatively rational.

"How did you think of reporting bel canto before?" Su Qin took it.

"My father wanted to get me to the General Political Department, and then he asked everywhere about what majors are the best. My friends gave me some ideas, saying that singing is the best, it is easy and does not require many majors. I like to be innovative. When I asked, I sing a lot of popular ones and there are many ethnic groups, so I chose bel canto. Later, a friend introduced me to study bel canto for a few days. Those friends and those teachers said that my bel canto is OK, and as long as I practice well, I can get results, so..."

Su Qin shook his head.

Her identity is so special that everyone is cursing her, how could she tell the truth to her?

"Remember, don't sing bel canto anymore!" Su Qin reminded again.

"If you don't sing bel canto, what will you sing? Nationality? If I don't sing popular, it's all over the streets."

Su Qin was so amused and laughed: "My lady, you still want to be picky at your current level. You can't sing the nationality, so you can only sing popular songs."

"But......"

"Nothing, first, you have to listen to mine, and amateurs have to listen to professional, do you understand? Second, if you have to believe me, I will definitely choose a suitable style for you. In other words, even if you sing pop songs, I can make you unique!"

"Really...really?" Zhou Yu's phoenix eyes looked at Su Qin without blinking, with bright eyes.

Su Qin nodded.

"Okay, then I'll trust you for the time being!"

In the following time, Su Qin started to learn from the most basic quadratic notation.

The only thing that is gratifying is that Zhou Yu is really smart. Many things are simpler and can be learned from them.

When I was studying with that teacher, the teacher had a bad temper and Zhou Yu was rebellious and had a strong mentality, so the effect was naturally unsatisfactory. But now, Su Qin has a good personality and has an unparalleled advantage that others have, so Zhou Yu no longer resisted, so he made rapid progress when learning.

After studying for a few days, Zhou Yu gradually became convinced by Su Qin and began to call him his master.

But to be honest, Zhou Yu still has a long way to go to achieve professional standards.

After teaching Zhou Yu for a few days, Su Qin returned to the General Political Department.

Seeing him, several colleagues came over and asked in a low voice: "Su Qin, I heard you are teaching Zhou Yu to sing?"

"Yes." Su Qin nodded: "She always has nothing to do, so I want to teach her to sing and then let her participate in CCTV's Youth Song Competition."

As soon as Su Qin said this, everyone present opened their mouths wide and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

After a while, someone looked Su Qin strangely: "Su Qin, you haven't become stupid, how could you have such an idea?"

"That's it!" Another whispered: "Su Qin, you can't help others like this even if you want to help. That Zhou Yu... has a real foundation..."

"Su Qin, be careful to shoot yourself in the foot!"

Everyone is kind-hearted, and Su Qin doesn't have to say anything, so he can only smile.

To be honest, although Zhou Yu has made great progress in the past few days, he still has a long journey to join the CCTV stage to participate in the competition.

But this is the goal he set for himself, and he must work hard.

After a while, he found the group leader Qiu Fang.

But before he could speak, Qiu Fang said, "You don't want to fight for Zhou Yu, are you?"

Su Qin was stunned, then nodded: "The leader of the group is really awesome, amazing!"

Qiu Fang gave him a blank look: "Don't do that!" After a pause, she said: "Tell you the truth, I have given that quota to someone else."

"Give it to someone else?"

"Yes." Qiu Fang nodded: "So, you're late."

Before Su Qin could speak, Qiu Fang said again: "And to be honest, I don't agree with your idea. What is Zhou Yu's skills? No need to say, you have a clear mind. It's good. They call you the first golden hand, but you must always understand that it's just a nickname, you are not a god.

A good wife can’t cook without rice. No matter how talented you are, you have to meet the right person..."

Qiu Fang, who is not tall but very plump, was abnormal today and talked a lot, which was a bit bitter.

There was no way, she couldn't bear it. She also heard that Su Qin had worked hard all day and night to help Zhou Yu in the past two days.

Others thought that Su Qin was just because of Zhou Yu's father, but Qiu Fang actually understood in her heart that Su Qin was like this and that she also had the idea of ​​helping her solve her difficulties.

After all, if Zhou Yu kept dragging her back, she would be in a difficult situation.

"So, Su Qin, listen to me, okay?" Qiu Fang gently patted Su Qin's shoulder and said earnestly.

But Su Qin could not give up.

Since there are no quotas in the group, then... we can only find a way from CCTV!

Su Qin found Zhao Zhen, the artistic director of CCTV Literature Channel: "Sister Zhao, are there still places in the Youth Song Competition? Give me a bah!"

"You?" Zhao Zhen was stunned: "You won't tell me you are coming to participate in this competition, right? Although your age meets the requirements,..."

"It's not me, it's one of my students."

"Your student? Who?"

"Zhou Yu, Zhou Hong's daughter."
Chapter completed!