Time always passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, a day had passed.
After returning home, Mo Fan was bored, so he thought of practicing the pop songs of this world. He had already thought about it, since he had practiced the songs of his previous life, he might as well practice the songs of this world since he was bored. He was afraid of fewer songs, but not afraid of more, right?
Thinking of this, Mo Fan logged into the National Karachi. He decided to log into the National Karachi to practice the songs of this world.
National Karachi was a Group chats tool in this world. Most of the young people nowadays liked to hang out here to chat and make friends.
Of course, this was not the only function of the national karaoke. For example…Earning money, hooking up! In this place, the more people liked him, the easier it was for him to get what he wanted…
However, people like Mo Fan, who used a national karaoke song as a practice ground for no reason, were rare.
After creating the room, Mo Fan entered it and started practicing his song...
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At the same time, in a different place.
After Yang Mi returned home from the first day of class, she had dinner and took a shower. Then, she returned to the study room and began to mark the essay that she had assigned for the day.
In Yang Mi's opinion, an essay was a reflection of a student's language level. A person who wrote a good essay would definitely have good writing skills. At the same time, an essay was also a reflection of a student's thoughts.
As a teacher, Yang Mi felt that it was necessary to understand the psychological thoughts of each of her students.
As she went through the essays, Yang Mi felt that her students were all very cute.
Especially today's essay, which was not limited to any topic, it brought out their full potential.
One wrote about his ambition, the other wrote about her life, and there were even comments about the bad atmosphere in today's society.
Although these essays were nothing to Yang Mi, a top student from the Chinese Department. However, these essays still amused Yang Mi.
An hour later.
Yang Mi felt a little tired, and her initial excitement began to fade. After reading another essay, Yang Mi stretched.
Then, she casually flipped open another essay book. In the next moment, Yang Mi was deeply attracted by the subtitles in front of her.
Farewell to the melting bridge
Gently I leave, just as gently I came;
I gently waved goodbye to the clouds in the western sky.
The golden willows by the river are the bride in the setting sun;
The beautiful shadow in the waves ripples in my heart.
The floating heart on the soft mud leisurely swaggered under the water;
In the gentle waves of the River of Thawing, I am willing to be a water plant!
The pool under the shade of elm trees is not a clear spring,
It was the rainbow in the sky that crumbled among the floating algae, settling a rainbow-like dream.
Dream Seeker? With a long pole, I go upstream where the grass is greener,
A boat full of starlight, singing in the splendor of the stars.
But I cannot sing aloud, silence is the parting flute;
Even summer insects are silent for me, silence is the bridge tonight
Quietly I leave, just as quietly I came;
I waved my sleeves and did not take away a single cloud.
Mo Fan had slightly modified Master Xu Zhimo's poem 'Farewell to the Bridge of Kang', and changed it into a poem named' Melting Bridge'.
This was a poem written by Master Xu during his last visit to Cambridge, England, in his previous life.
Even after Mo Fan's malicious modifications, the poem did not change the sorrow it was expressing for the University of Cambridge. At first glance, it seemed to be describing another scene in Rongzhou-Shuidong, Rongzhou!
Why?
This was because Shuidong of Rongzhou was the only 4A scenic spot in the city. There were mountains, rivers, bridges, and rivers here. It was exactly the same as the clouds, golden willows, gentle waves, green grass, and starlight in the poem. Everything was exactly the same as the scenery in the poem. The only thing that was missing was the faint sadness in the poem.
This was…This was…
Looking at the flowing words, the technique of alternating between reality and falsehood was displayed from the words. It painted a flowing picture, forming a beautiful artistic conception.
Then, he felt the colorful words, which gave people a visual enjoyment and created a fresh and beautiful artistic conception.
This time, Yang Mi was shocked.
She had never heard of this poem before. Since she had never heard of it before, it was clearly an original poem. Otherwise, with the beautiful style of this poem, she would have long been killed!
However…Could such beautiful words really be written by a high school student?
The more Yang Mi thought about it, the more shocked she became. She flipped open the page of the essay and fell into a state of shock when she saw Mo Fan's name...
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At the same time, Mo Fan was still practicing his songs on the National Karachi Channel. After a few songs, Mo Fan felt very good.
No matter what song it was, Mo Fan could sing it at once, and he would quickly immerse himself into the song. After singing each song once or twice, his voice was no weaker than the original.
At this moment, there were more than a dozen friends in the chat room, but Mo Fan, who was focused on practicing his singing, did not interact with them. He was practicing his singing anyway, so there was no reason for him to greet them.
After singing two more songs, Mo Fan left the karaoke channel without saying a word.
"Did you guys notice that the owner of the house sings so well?”
"I really didn't expect the landlord to sing so well. He sings much better than many celebrities. But why isn't he popular? It was really strange. There were not many people in the room. Did everyone not notice such a terrible owner?”
"I think he's definitely a celebrity that some entertainment company is focusing on grooming. It's just that he hasn't debuted yet, so he's keeping a low profile and practicing his singing here.”
"I don't think so."
"Why?"
"Did you notice that the instruments used by the owner to sing here were very simple? A guitar and a microphone that cost dozens of yuan. If they were the targets of a certain entertainment company, how could these props be so lousy…"
"That's true." Someone echoed.
"It's just that if he wasn't nurtured by an entertainment company, his artistic talent would be too amazing.”
"Yes, some people are born to be first-class singers. It's just that we don't realize it. Just like the owner of the house, he was definitely born to sing.”
The few of them chatted casually, saying that they would invite more of their friends to listen to the landlord sing tomorrow.
This was even better than a celebrity singing. How could they let go of the opportunity to listen to it at such a close distance?
However, Mo Fan didn't notice any of this. After exiting the national karaoke channel, he went back to the Fei Tian novel website.
He wanted to speed up Celestial Bane's progress because Feng Yun had said that he would recommend him once the contract was signed.
Upon entering the upload page, Mo Fan once again typed away on the keyboard and started copying Jade Dynasty...
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