He heard the notification and the laughter of the attributes.
Xu Qi 'an felt that today was the happiest day of his life. Perhaps he would never forget this day.
It felt so good. It felt like his life had reached its peak. It felt like his life had reached its climax!
Xu Qi 'an felt that he was getting carried away, and even his symptoms were acting up. His head tilted to the side.
"Which classmate? The one who is shaking his head.”
The instructor on the podium was originally explaining the content, but when he saw a little fatty's head shaking, he felt as if he had entered a disco. He couldn't bear it anymore and said,
"Hey! Bro, I'm calling you!" Xu Qi 'an was lost in his thoughts. He was completely immersed in the sea of music, probably the sea of notifications.
His deskmate was also a male student. When he saw the teacher looking in his direction, he elbowed Xu Qi 'an.
After Xu Qi 'an woke up, he saw that all the students in the class were looking at him. He felt a little guilty. Could it be that he had been discovered eavesdropping in class?
The teacher on the podium saw Xu Qi 'an's wooden expression and said again,""Which student, please stand up and tell me what composing means in a song.”
When Xu Qi 'an saw his teacher talking to him, he pointed at himself. When he saw his teacher nod, he could only stand up and blink. How many years had it been since his teacher had asked him a question? The fruit of youth was endless.
"Teacher, I feel that composition is where the soul of a song lies.”
Xu Qi 'an said to the teacher after thinking for a while.
"Give me an example!" the teacher said as he pushed up his glasses.
"Eh! I think a song is like life.”
"Oh! Tell me in detail." The teacher was interested in Xu Qi 'an's topic. This was the first time he had heard that songs were like life.
"Old age is like the long sound of an erhu, sad, desolate, and wispy. The middle-aged man was like a piano that was more profound, while the young man was like a charging horn that was full of fighting spirit.”Xu Qi 'an expressed his opinion.
"Why aren't there any young people?" The teacher understood what Xu Qi 'an meant. There were teenagers, middle-aged, and elderly, but there was no youth.
"The youth is a little like a guitar with a delicate and varied tone, a little like a violin with an elegant and beautiful tone, and sometimes like a suona that is earth-shattering. In short, the youth contains many musical instruments.”Xu Qi 'an kept winking at his teacher. It was the first time in decades that he was asked to answer a question by his teacher. He would be lying if he said he wasn't excited.
"Can you explain the reason?" The teacher didn't understand why Xu Qi 'an compared the young man to so many instruments.
"When a young man has a crush, it is as long as the sound of a flute. After falling out of love, it is as sad as a piano. After falling in love, it is as earth-shattering as a suona.”Xu Qi 'an felt that life was like music. There were high and low, beautiful music, and sad music.
"Sit down! Don't shake your head in class." The teacher pushed up his glasses and heaved a sigh of relief.
"Reporting, teacher! I suffer from Tourette's disease and can't control it. Today, I've also learned a lot from your explanation. I can't control the excitement in my heart. I have a good teacher like you who is better than ten thousand books. Don't you think so?" Xu Qi 'an flattered the teacher and didn't forget to drag the other students down with him.
After Xu Qi 'an looked around at the students around him, they had no choice but to agree with him loudly.
"I had never been enlightened until I met you, teacher.”
"Teacher, you've worked hard. As the saying goes, a teacher for a day is a father for life. Please allow me to call you father!”
"Teacher, thank you for teaching us a wealth of knowledge.”
“..........”
The students were all eighteen or nineteen years old, so they naturally flattered their teachers.
Xu Qi 'an looked at the students around him licking his teacher. He felt much more relaxed, but he couldn't help but laugh in his heart. No matter how much they licked him, they wouldn't leave a deep impression on his teacher like he did.
The teacher, who was in his forties, was flattered by Xu Qi 'an and his classmates' rainbow-like farts.
His ears were filled with praises. He reached out his hand and pressed it down. The classroom became much quieter.
"Student, I'm sorry! I misunderstood you." The teacher didn't expect this fatty to have such a disease. He felt a little embarrassed that he had wronged Xu Qi 'an.
Moreover, he felt that this little fatty was quite interesting. A rainbow fart made him feel comfortable and happy. It was simply endless joy.
"It's okay, Teacher. I'll keep my movements small in the future so that I won't disturb the students.”
After Xu Qi 'an heard his teacher's apology, he tried to leave a good impression on his teacher. At least, he had to be familiar with him. He might even be called a lackey.
"Very good! Sit down! Let's continue our class." The teacher was slapped by Xu Qi 'an and his classmates' rainbow-like farts, giving him the temperament of a master.
After this lesson, the teacher felt that he had used his entire life's energy to teach this group of disciples.
The happier he was, the happier Xu Qi 'an was.
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