Zhao Xiaosu rubbed her fingers, feeling a little sore.
Professor Wen's face was glowing.
"Xiaosu, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Let's go and have a meal together with us old fellows?”
Zhao Xiaosu did not refuse. He bowed slightly and nodded with a smile.
"Then I'll accept it!"
The group of people walked out of the teaching building in a grandiose manner.
At this time of the year, the military arts seemed to be a little chaotic. Parents, examinees, and students of the school.
Zhao Xiaosu and Professor Wen chatted and laughed as they walked out of the school, followed by a few other piano professors.
Under such circumstances, Peach did not follow him. She left after saying goodbye to Zhao Xiaosu.
In a corner not far from the teaching building, Wang Song was holding a camera and staring at the door with a cold expression.
In the chaotic crowd, Wang Song recognized Professor Wen and his group walking out of the teaching building at a glance.
There was no other reason than the fact that he was wearing a green military uniform.
From afar, Wang Song saw Zhao Xiaosu chatting happily with Professor Wen.
"Haha! The heavens are really helping me!"
The corners of his mouth curled into a sinister smile.
He raised his camera, adjusted the focus, and took a few photos!
Wasn't there something fishy about the exam?
He played an original piece and did not get any results in the first exam. After the exam, the military arts professor left with the academy, laughing and laughing.
Wasn't this f * cking big news?
Wang Song's heart was thumping.
Such news was enough to blow up the internet!
Wang Song seemed to see the news editorial director's satisfied expression.
Promotion, fame! It was so close.
Such a gimmick could perfectly establish a persona that was not afraid of power and dared to repay the dark reality. Those netizens who did not know the truth would also become his loyal fans and bring him a steady stream of income!
Anyway, he was only responsible for stoking the fire. As for the reputation of these professors and the future of the students?!
What does it have to do with me?
It wasn't a false report. It was far-fetched to make groundless accusations. What could happen if there were more problems? At most, it could be considered as taking it out of context!
After making a few calls, the smile on Wang Song's face became even wider.
Following the group of people, Wang Song saw Professor Wen and Zhao Xiaosu arrive at a restaurant from afar. After taking a few photos, Wang Song nodded in satisfaction.
Putting away the camera, Wang Song did not want to delay for a moment.
After casually informing his companions, he hurriedly returned to the hotel and prepared to write his manuscript!
"Humph! Brat, I asked you to be arrogant? This time, I'll ruin your reputation!"
......
After dinner, Zhao Xiaosu said goodbye to the professor and returned to his homestay.
The exams had basically come to an end, and there was only one cultural class left.
Zhao Xiaosu might have forgotten a lot of things, but three months was enough for him to revise.
Receive the mission reward.
Entrance to the training ground x10, work exchange ticket x10, Memory Enhancement Potion x1, opening of a top-notch recording studio, recording studio usage ticket (one hour) x10.
Zhao Xiaosu was delighted.
The opening of the recording studio had solved the problem that had troubled him for a long time.
Of course, there was still a long way to go.
After recording the work, if he wanted to become famous, he still needed a series of mature publicity channels.
Zhao Xiaosu did not have these resources.
He could only wait until he was eighteen years old and became a streamer. Then, he could think of a way to live broadcast, Short videos, and other major music platforms on the Internet.
This was the cheapest form of publicity.
The only thing he relied on was the reputation accumulated from the quality of the work and the spread of the news by netizens.
However, even though streamers could not register, they were still unable to do so.
However, in reality, it was possible to open a Weibo account or release songs on a music platform.
Recording studio ticket usage.
They entered the newly opened recording studio.
There was a complex clock synthesizing machine, various musical instruments, and a computer that looked very expensive and expensive, paired with various electronic devices.
Zhao Xiaosu even saw a disc player with ridiculously complicated buttons.
Two words.
Professional!
After learning the elementary level of composing, it was enough for Zhao Xiaosu to restore the works he had exchanged for.
The only flaw was that he wasn't very good at tuning.
Zhao Xiaosu's singing skills were pretty good now.
However, it was not out of tune, had a wide range, and had a clear and gentle voice.
At the very least, it was better than the 18-wire red sound cards in his previous life.
After all, the original voice didn't know how to use electricity.
Just like that, an entire night passed.
"Seven Mile Fragrance,""Bell,""Star in You Reyes."
After recording the audio, he sent it up.
He registered on the largest platform, Koukou Music, and uploaded it.
On the information verification, it was marked as " Freelance musician."
......
The next afternoon, Zhao Xiaosu said goodbye to Professor Wen and headed home. When he reached his doorstep, it was already the third day.
The next day, Zhao Xiaosu got out of bed drowsily and prepared to wash up.
It happened to be the weekend. As piano and dance teachers, Mr. and Mrs. Zhao were supposed to go to class, but for some reason, the two of them sat side by side in the living room. The atmosphere was a little heavy.
Zhao Xiaosu was stunned, and her sleepiness dissipated.
"Hmm? You guys didn't go to work?"
"Work?"
When Mr. Jones heard this, he was so angry that his face was about to turn red.
"How can you still be in the mood to go to work! Go and look at the news about the arts exam online!”
News?
Zhao Xiaosu was a little confused. When he came to the living room, Mother Zhao threw the phone into Zhao Xiaosu's hands with a stiff expression.
He caught it and took a look.
The title was written.
Shocking! A huge scandal has appeared in the military art school examination!"
Zhao Xiaosu had a bad feeling.
He clicked on the news, and the sub-title was shockingly," Arts examinee Zhao actually played an original song during the arts examination. Is it arrogance or is there another shady deal?"”
The following article was a huge one.
"I, Zhao, played an original song during the art examination, but I didn't get a score from the examiner. After the examination ended, I didn't give up. I waited for the examination to end and had a secret discussion with the invigilator.”
" In recent years, chaos regarding the college entrance examination has occurred frequently."
The photos that were included in the text were of Zhao Xiaosu, who had been secretly taken from the side, as well as various photos of Zhao Xiaosu chatting and laughing with Professor Wen and the others.
He didn't even type a single word.
The evidence seemed to be irrefutable.
Mr. Jones snorted angrily.
"Humph! Tell me! What was going on? This little brat sure has guts! I was wondering why you didn't want us to go with you for the arts examination. So this is what you're planning?”
Mother Zhao also asked seriously with a straight face.
"What happened? Speak clearly! Is it true that you went to talk to the examiner privately after the exam?!!”
Zhao Xiaosu put her phone on the coffee table.
"Hey! I thought something was wrong. Why are you guys so nervous?”
Seeing that Mr. Zhao was about to scold him again, Zhao Xiaosu waved her hand.
Mr. Jones 'words were stuck in his mouth.
"Dad! I'll play the song for you and you'll know!”
Humph!
I'd like to see what you've done.!
Mr. Jones took a deep breath and nodded.
In the study, Zhao Xiaosu sat down and played " The Bell " again in front of her parents!
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Little friends, if you have tickets, give me two! Muah!
He had listened to his friend's advice previously.
It seemed that the writing was a little off.
He had originally wanted to be more professional and rigorous.
However, it seemed too boring.
As for the next step, it was indeed time to pay attention to the plot!
Next, the author would try his best to ensure professionalism and pay more attention to the development of the plot!
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