Dong dong dong!
Zhang Hao was sleeping when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
Frowning, he turned over and wrapped himself in the blanket, preparing to enter dreamland again.
Dong dong dong!
However…
The person outside the door was obviously not prepared to stop there.
"Who is it?"
"It's so early in the morning, can't you let me sleep?”
Zhang Hao threw off the blanket and walked to the door in a daze. He opened the door.
"Ah!"
The moment the door opened.
A scream came from outside the door.
Zhang Hao was startled awake!
F * ck!
Lin Ruoqi!
Why is she here?
Zhang Hao looked down at himself. A pair of yellow cartoon underwear stood out. He never had the habit of sleeping in pajamas. He usually wore only a pair of underwear, which was why he was in such a situation.
"I'm sorry, I'll go get dressed now!”Zhang Hao said.
"It's fine. It's Monday today. Let's go to school together! Wash up first, I'll wait for you outside.”Lin Ruoqi covered her eyes with her hands, her fair cheeks blushing.
"Alright!"
" Okay," Zhang Hao replied. He then closed the door and began to wash up.
Three minutes later.
The door opened again.
Under Lin Ruoqi's shocked gaze, Zhang Hao slowly walked out.
He was wearing a clean white shirt, his hair was neat, and his shoes were white and shiny.
"Wow, how are you so fast?" Lin Ruoqi asked in surprise.
"Cough cough!"
Zhang Hao turned to look at Lin Ruoqi and said,""Miss Ruoqi, don't say that boys are fast. This word is not suitable for boys.”
Lin Ruoqi was stunned for a moment before she reacted and her face turned even redder.
"You're annoying."
She bit her red lips and walked straight ahead.
"Senior Sister Ruoqi, I'm just joking!"
Zhang Hao was thick-skinned and quickly followed.
……
Monday morning.
All the students in the academy were having a meeting in the lecture hall.
The dean stood on the stage and said,"Good morning, students, teachers, and leaders.”
The students applauded.
After the applause died down, the dean said again,"After a discussion with the leaders of the academy, they have decided to stop recruiting folk music students for the next semester. Of course, the students who had already enrolled in the school could continue to study until they graduated from the school!”
What the hell!
The folk music students were stunned on the spot!
They looked at the dean in confusion.
One had to know.
Nowadays, folk music was in decline. No one was willing to learn folk music.
Once the universities stopped recruiting folk music students, it would only take a few years for folk music to be completely lost!
The dean waved his hand, signaling for everyone to be quiet.
He glanced at the scene and said,"This is also a last resort." For high schools, graduation rate was the only indicator. For universities, the employment rate was the only indicator.”
"Now that everyone is learning Western music, learning folk music is not good. I have a table here, which is the employment rate of graduates in the past three years.”
"Among them, the employment rate of Western music is 92%!”
"The employment rate of the folk music department is only 18%. Out of 100 students, only 18 can find a job. The rest are either changing careers or living at home!”
"This situation has greatly reduced the employment rate of our school. Therefore, for the sake of the school's better development, we can only make this decision.”
"Besides,"
"Folk music has always lagged behind Western music.”
"In my opinion, it's better for folk music students to learn to accept it. Now that you're in your third year, there's still a chance for you to switch to western music.”
Hearing this sentence.
The classroom instantly became restless.
The Western music students were even more proud and pleased.
"Hahahaha!"
"What the dean said makes sense!"
"I saw a senior from the folk music department on the bridge the day before yesterday. He was playing the erhu and begging!”
"I don't know why, but every time I hear folk music, I feel like I'm holding a funeral.”
"I agree!"
"I feel the same way!"
"I really don't understand why our academy would recruit folk music students. It's really embarrassing for the school!”
“……”
Compared to the arrogance of Western music, folk music was obviously very low.
Hundreds of folk music students lowered their heads, deep in thought.
They did not resist.
They did not refute.
They did not explain.
This was because they had also fought in their first year of university. However, in such a big environment, their struggles were useless.
He failed again and again.
He had already made them submit and completely compromise.
The teacher of the folk music department.
He leaned back on the chair with a blank look in his eyes.
They had been on the path of folk music for more than half their lives, but they did not expect to see such a decline before they were about to retire.
No one was willing to learn the things left behind by their ancestors. The school also chose to give up.
Perhaps in another ten years.
When this group of teachers left the world, the national musical instruments would be completely lost!
The folk music teachers 'eyes were filled with tears.
He had let down his master!
Shame on folk music!
Shame on tradition!
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Folk music is going to disappear completely in our generation…
The dean nodded and said,"In that case, this decision will be-"
"Wait!"
At this moment.
A figure suddenly stood up from the stage. His eyes were full of spirit as he stared intently at the stage.
There were nearly a thousand students present.
At the same time, their gazes gathered together!
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