Chapter 56 This is what he wants
So terrifying
Recently, the hottest topic in No. 15 Middle School is of course Yang Zheng.
Especially after they competed with No. 25 Middle School, they really brought about a wave of physics fever, which made the physics teachers both happy and painful.
No physics teacher would be unhappy if students started to love and become interested in physics. But the first thing students start talking about is quantum mechanics...
The teachers all expressed their confusion.
Following closely behind are those two divine songs.
The Sheriff's Department's confidentiality agreement does not include these two songs - in some places, the two songs have already been arranged, and whether they will be released on a large scale is also under observation.
The government also turned a blind eye to the fact that some teachers and students of No. 15 Middle School spread the information privately.
So, after discovering the Public Security Bureau's attitude, the following conversation took place at No. 15 Middle School: "Let me teach you a song."
"What's the meaning"
"If you are in danger in the future, you can sing it."
"ah"
"Remember what I said today."
"What"
"remember!"
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To serious musicians, Little Apple and Wild Wolf both sound a bit vulgar, but let alone serious musicians in No. 15 Middle School, I'm afraid that apart from the few music teachers, there are few people who have anything to do with music. Then, when they heard the melody of this rhythm, they were all captivated. Although they still don't understand why their good friends/good classmates wanted to teach them this song, the song is pretty good, so they decided to learn it.
As more and more people learned this song, no one cared about it anymore.
So, before Yang Zheng knew it, those two magical songs had already spread widely in No. 15 Middle School, and even many parents of students knew them. Yang Banbu concentrated on training for the past month, and except for sending Wu Ning off, he almost cut off contact with other students in No. 15 Middle School.
The other students can do it, not to mention the martial arts club.
As soon as the Liu brothers and sisters started singing this song, the martial arts department members followed them, and then the students who had entered the spiritual heresy space together earlier. The other students were a little stunned at first. Why did they start singing? What was going on? Dangerous.
no!
Look at the fluttering silk scarves of the martial arts club, swaying rhythmically. They're... cheering for Yang Zheng!
This is their battle song!
"You are my little apple, I can never love you enough..."
They danced with silk scarves and looked at Yang Zheng. At this moment, they also loved her from the bottom of their hearts.
Yang Zheng was already standing on the stage at this time. Looking at the silk scarves waving with the singing below, she was a little stunned at first. For a moment, she felt like Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly.
——Scholars seem to have such a scene in their memories.
A wide area, a swaying scarf.
In the wind, in the rain;
In winter and in summer.
Such scarves, such songs, such sway...
Just as she was about to imagine it, the sound of ding ding ding appeared in front of her again.
+5, +10, +15...
Every time she competed, her Qi value would surge, but after a match, it was only a few hundred yuan, and individually, most of the time it was +1+2, and those who could get +5 were considered wealthy. Now, it almost started from 5!
This is……
Yang Zheng was confused for a moment, but quickly reacted.
Quantum mechanics!
Things that were not originally here are now being promoted on a large scale, so the excitement value gives the most direct feedback!
Thinking of this, Yang Zheng almost wanted to slap her thigh. She was so petty in the past, thinking only about changing her own destiny, making up for regrets and filling in gaps. Even if she thought about it in a long-term direction, it was just to get Mr. Li's autographed photo... Uh, let's put this aside for now.
The lofty ideal is to become a master or even a grand master, and contribute one's own strength to fight against heresy and reduce the number of infected people.
But in fact, she can have greater ideals!
There are many things in the Scholars' Spacetime that are not found in this spacetime!
The girl from No. 15 Middle School was still waving her scarf. She grabbed her coat again. Come on! She'll bring more!
"No. 15 Middle School is singing, No. 15 Middle School is cheering, Yang Zheng! Yang Zheng! We can clearly see that the expression on her face has changed! Ah, I seem to have heard this song before, but I don't seem to know it very well. Mr. Li, do you know it?"
Li Xian hummed in agreement. As one of the few Xiantian in Biandong, he knew a little bit about it. But here, he was a little unsure of what to say.
As a congenital, he doesn't have to worry too much about many things, but when it comes to those things, not to mention the congenitals, even the masters have to abide by them.
"I can't be sure right now, but this is very likely a song from No. 15 Middle School specifically for Yang Zheng... Ah, I've got reliable information now. It seems Yang Zheng wrote the lyrics and composed the music for this song!"
The commentator's voice was full of amazement, and many people in front of the TV were also shocked.
Composing lyrics and music! What a literary talent!
Not to mention No. 15 Middle School, even No. 1 High School was shocked. There are quite a few students with musical talents among them.
At this moment, I felt that the tune did not seem to be very elegant, and the lyrics were more like a child's play, but the rhythm was clear and the melody was cheerful. What's more terrifying is that as I listened to it, I almost had the urge to sway along.
When they hear other people's songs, they want to move along. This is simply terrifying!
Just when everyone in the No. 1 High School was feeling confused, the eyes of a young man who was sitting very close to them and seemed to be a student of the No. 1 High School lit up.
He had fair skin and long, narrow eyes. He looked very elegant, yet with a sense of alienation, as if although he was sitting here, he was actually in another world.
Originally, there was a hint of fatigue on his face, as if he was sitting there out of politeness and didn't actually care about the game.
His performance just now seemed to prove this point.
He wasn't excited when Goufu came on stage;
He remained unmoved when Yang Zheng's hands were shaking.
Fortunately, he was sitting on the side of No. 1 High School, where the movements were not so uniform. If he had been sitting on a scarf in No. 15 Middle School, he would have been regarded as an alien.
But at this moment, his whole face lit up, he stared at the ring, and beat the rhythm with his hands on his legs.
This rhythm, this feeling... this is what he wants!
He seemed to have found the true meaning of life, while the faces of the students in the No. 1 High School Martial Arts Department turned ugly.
Originally, when Yang Zheng came down, they were in a cheerful mood. Even though Yang Zheng had single-handedly defeated two of them, including one of their strongest fighters—this would have been an absolute humiliation in the past. But now, this was something everyone had already expected and accepted. It wasn't his fault!
Just like what is written in martial arts novels, they are very powerful, the proud sons of famous families, but they met a genius, what can they do?
Coach Dong knows more about the gossip in the martial arts world and can think outside the box - just like when the Fushan School encountered Li Yinuo, what could they do?
But Yang Zheng is not Li Yinuo after all, and his genius is not so despairing - at least for now, they still have a way!
And now, their approach is working.
Yang Zheng obviously couldn't be accurate.
But when the singing from No. 15 Middle School came, they felt something was not quite right.
This song isn't very good.
The lyrics are confusing and make no sense at first listen.
The tune is simple and there is no outstanding melody.
But unexpectedly... there is a magic that makes people sway along
Everyone in the martial arts department was determined and wouldn't waver, but at this moment, they really felt that way.
And when Yang Zheng's expression changed, they felt even worse.
Morale...
Although he is alone, Yang Zheng now has his own morale.
Everyone's eyes unconsciously turned to Coach Dong. Coach Dong sighed and said, "I didn't want to say this... Do you remember what I said about the match between Yang Zheng and Ma Chao earlier?"
Everyone nodded.
"I said, at that time, Yang Zheng had to take action, because if he didn't, she might not have a chance."
Everyone nodded again. It could be said that their entire plan was driven by that one sentence. Because Yang Zheng's mental strength was limited, because she couldn't hold out for too long, they were doing this. Otherwise, even if they were bruised and bloodied, with broken bones and scars everywhere, they would still have to fight!
"That wasn't actually what I said." Coach Dong looked at them and spoke slowly, "It was Ma Chao who said it."
The martial arts department looked at him, and Coach Dong continued, "When I went to meet the coach from No. 25 Middle School, I also met Ma Chao."
"Coach!" Gou Fu was the first to react. He looked at Coach Dong, wanting to say something but unable to find the right words. The same was true for the others.
Their coach actually met Ma Chao!
They and No. 25 Middle School were old rivals, the kind of students who would roll their eyes and spit insults at each other whenever they saw each other. Of course, because they were superior to No. 25 Middle School in every way, they usually dominated. Whenever a dispute arose, they could simply show their results and leave No. 25 Middle School speechless. And now, their coach had actually gone to Ma Chao for advice.
Although Ma Chao would most likely not say anything, but... even if they were to go see Ma Chao, it would still be very difficult, not to mention their coach.
Thinking that their coach might have to kowtow and fawn over a student... the martial arts club couldn't help but clench their fists.
"So, don't worry. Morale is valuable and can sometimes work miracles. But if a car is out of gas, it won't run even if it has more gas." At this point, Coach Dong glanced at his students, "Besides, do we lack morale?"
Everyone was stunned.
"Is it missing?"
"No!"
Everyone practically shouted this sentence, and Coach Dong nodded: "Now, let's go win the game!"
roar--
The third contestant from No. 1 High School, Fang Hua, stood on the stage.
He held his head high and chest out, looking dignified, with a hint of bloodshot in his eyes.
To win!
No matter what, he will win!
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