"Come on, come on, this is how you play this sentence..."

Hai Mingli suddenly shouted, and the girl, who was still confused about Hai Mingli's behavior in the last second, was pulled back to reality in the next second.

She looked at the young teacher sitting on the podium, and the words "complex emotions" appeared on the girl's face.

Hai Mingli picked up the guitar with one hand, and then pressed and strummed the strings easily. The light sound of the guitar immediately came out from the buzzing guitar case, and a group of students were immediately amazed.

The young man was holding a folk guitar, the tone of the instrument was rather melodious, but he played music as intense as rock.

The students playing the guitar looked at each other, and all of them had the same thought in their minds - this guy's technique is really good.

The girl's heart suddenly beat fast. As the lead singer of a band, she certainly knew the value of the guitarist Hai Mingli.

She had heard the guitar solos of her own band's guitarist and her previous music teacher, but compared to this guy, it was like an amateur versus a professional guitarist. Hai Mingli blew them all away.

Could it be... this is a professional guitarist?

"Then...keyboard player, you have to answer like this."

As everyone looked at him, the young man put down his guitar, turned around and jumped to a keyboard.

As the instrument that Hai Mingli is most familiar with, the keyboard, which serves as the harmonizer of the team, became intense as soon as he started playing. If the guitar sound just now was a rainstorm with dark clouds covering the city, then the keyboard sound played by Hai Mingli was the occasional flash of lightning in the rainstorm.

"Hey, hey... this guy is a keyboard player, right?"

"Why does this sound even more skillful than the guitar just now..."

There was constant discussion in the audience, but Hai Mingli was completely focused on the keyboard, playing passionately, and not paying any attention to the students' discussion.

"Listen up, kids, this is the power of Second-Hand Rose!"

After shouting what he thought was very cool, the young man stopped playing his instrument and finally struck a very immature pose.

“Pah…Pah…Pah…”

After a few seconds, a student finally reacted and felt the resonance with the music. The first applause rang out, followed by others who also applauded.

Just now, seeing this teacher being so arrogant, saying that he would arrest the person, a lot of people thought that he was just killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, but what no one expected was that this guy really has a skill.

Did you just say something bad about the teacher?

Cut! Must cut!

A bunch of students thought so.

Looking at the list of people the girl brought to him, Hai Mingli quickly asked, "Who are the guys who are teaming up with Hina? Raise your hands so I can see how you're doing."

Several students raised their hands. After Hai Mingli confirmed them, he quickly ran over to give instructions.

Seeing that Hai Mingli was busy with band matters, the other students immediately started chattering about it.

"Wow, that's awesome! This is the first time I've heard a second-hand band play so well!"

"...You know, I have always been a fan of Mr. Hai Mingli."

"That I was scolding him just now? What's wrong? Haters are not fans, right?"

Suddenly a teacher popped up, and this teacher had a weird temper. Some people were discussing music, and naturally some people were discussing Hai Mingli's background.

"How could a guy like this come to our school to be a music teacher? It's so weird!"

"It's fine that he has good skills, but after he kicked the troublemaker out of the activity room, he seemed to not care about him at all. He still lets that guy stand outside the activity room."

The students were discussing loudly, and they made no effort to hide their voices; even Hina, who was concentrating on listening to Hai Mingli's instruction, could hear it.

The girl raised her head and glared at the students. The students did not dare to do anything stupid and just lowered their heads and kept silent.

But... she couldn't have imagined that this guy named Hai Mingli was indeed very capable.

After teaching the students, and then giving some pointers to the children who had problems with musical instruments, Hai Mingli turned off the power in the activity room and said, "Classmates, get out of class is over. It's time to go home."

Everyone got up and left, including the girl Hina. When she was about to walk out the door, Hai Mingli quickly stopped her.

"whats the matter?"

The girl's tone was full of vigilance, and she subconsciously thought that Hai Mingli wanted to ask about Jing Qinrencai.

"Hah... well..."

Hai Mingli scratched his head and said awkwardly: "Well, how do I get to the school radio station?"

Hina: ...

Volume 1 Wow! : Chapter 35 I don't know, I listen to Second-Hand Rose

"…How should I put this thing?"

After seeing Hina off, Hai Mingli fiddled in the studio for a long time, switching to various channels, but he still couldn't figure out which device controlled the broadcast.

tsk...

His cell phone was out of battery, so he found a charging cable from a pile of devices and quickly charged his cell phone.

Hai Mingli took out the qualification certificate handed to him by his head teacher. The ink on the certificate was not dry yet. He wiped it with his hand and black words were printed on his skin.

No identity, no memory...even whether his parents are still alive is a question. He looked at the certificate and thought about it, and suddenly his mind became a little confused.

He thought... perhaps, this identity was somewhat special. Both the body and the certificate were completely fabricated by the system. Before Hai Mingli accepted the task, there was no such person.

After all, the original owner of this body was also called "Hai Mingli". It is obvious that the name "Hai Mingli" is not something that people here would choose, so it would be strange if the names were similar.

If Hai Mingli really thinks like this... the system's capabilities are too amazing.

"Tsk... let's take it one step at a time..."

The current task is to establish a connection with Jing Qin Renna. The best case scenario is to get her into the music club so that they can spend time together every day.

And the worst possible scenario - I can only have three music lessons with the girl every week.

However, just in these three music classes, Hai Mingli believed that he could change a lot of things about the girl.

"Anyway, the sooner we finish the task, the better! After all, the door to our house is still open!"

After planning his next move, Hai Mingli quickly opened his cell phone and tried to find some songs to listen to.

A few seconds later, the radios throughout the campus started playing music at the same time.

"やけに白いんだやたら长いんだ (Submitting a blank test paper can make your thoughts confusing and lengthy)"

"Common sense is common sense (the so-called answer is probably just formal common sense)"

Haimingli:?

What’s going on? Why is the whole school ringing?

……

At the high school gate.

It was the time when high school students were going home from school. A group of students were blocking the door, chatting with their classmates and waiting to be checked by the time clock before leaving.

At this moment, the school radio station suddenly played music.

"やけに白いんだやたら长いんだ (Submitting a blank test paper can make your thoughts confusing and lengthy)"

"Common sense is common sense (the so-called answer is probably just formal common sense)"

Some students were confused when they heard that today's broadcast was different from usual and they immediately started discussing it with people around them.

"What's going on at the radio station today? Is there a bug in the equipment?"

"Have you heard this song on the radio before? Why is this the first time I hear it?"

“It’s the first time I’ve heard it…”

"What's so important about the radio station? Let's go home first."

Regarding the unfamiliar music suddenly played by the radio station, except for the students who were drawn to it and joined in the discussion, most students acted as if nothing had happened and just kept on going their own ways and hurried home.

Even the students who were noticed and joined the discussion did not delve into what happened at the radio station after exchanging a few words with their classmates, and continued with the previous topic with their classmates.

"No... this song is so familiar!"

A brown-haired girl in a JK uniform was walking alone. When she heard the school radio station playing a song, she suddenly turned around and looked towards the school building.

"Did I hear it wrong? Why is the school radio playing... "The Empty Box"? "

The girl muttered to herself, hearing her favorite rock music, she couldn't help but freeze in place, as if she was hypnotized.

Was it an accident? Or was it a device malfunction?

In her mind, the girl listed all the possible situations that might happen at the radio station, and after screening them one by one, she had only one answer in her mind.

Is there anyone who likes Diamond Stardust’s songs like me?

Anyway, there is no one to accompany me. I always go to and from school alone. Even if I stay to listen to music, no one will care, right?

Thinking this, the girl stood there, waiting for the song to end.

I don’t know if it was intentional by the person controlling the radio, but a few seconds later, the music that had just started suddenly stopped and the radio fell silent, as if "Empty Box" had never been played.

"Eh?"

Disappointment appeared on the girl's face. Why did he stop?

"..."

For some reason, an obsession emerged in the girl's heart. She gritted her teeth, suddenly turned around and ran towards the school.

And inside the broadcast room...

"Oh my god, oh my god, it almost happened."

Hai Mingli quickly unplugged the data cable of the mobile phone, and the phone continued to play rock music. After a few seconds, the out-of-battery phone finally couldn't hold on and shut down at the speed of light.

Who would have thought that the sound source of the school broadcasting system actually came from this data cable!

The song "Empty Box" just now started from Hai Mingli's mobile phone, and went all the way along the data cable to the broadcasting system, so that the whole school could hear the song from Hai Mingli's mobile phone.

"Impressed!"

Hai Mingli felt a little scared. What kind of a weird broadcasting system is this? He almost lost face, you know?

Luckily, the song played was Diamond Stardust, a girl rock band. If I had played those "legacy" songs by Second Hand Rose, my career as a teacher would probably have ended there...

Thinking of this, Hai Mingli couldn't help but feel scared again.

It's time to remove it. This broadcasting system is terrible. Who designed it?

Just as he got up to leave, a visitor suddenly appeared outside the broadcasting room. The two of them stared at each other, and Hai Mingli stood there in a daze.

In his eyes, a brown-haired girl in a JK school uniform was standing at the door. The girl was holding the wall with her hands, her face was full of sweat from running, and she was so tired that she kept gasping for breath.

Jingqin Rencai?

Jing Qin Rencai! What are you doing here? !

Hai Mingli also thought of ten thousand possibilities in his mind. Was he here to deliver something? Was he here to watch the fun? Or was he just passing by the radio station...

No, no, it's too embarrassing.

The girl didn't expect that it was Hai Mingli in the broadcasting room. Her fingers were suspended in the air, and she murmured, "Is it you?"

"...Hello, my name is Hai Mingli, your new music teacher."

After introducing himself, Hai Mingli wanted to slip away while the girl was catching her breath. This way of leaving was too embarrassing, and he almost wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

You have to run, you have to moisten, you have to moisten quickly.

Hai Mingli had just taken a step forward when the girl started talking, and the content of her words made him stop immediately.

"Hey...you like Diamond Dust too?"

"..."

"Hey, hey... that song just now... was Diamond Stardust's "Empty Box". If you don't listen to their songs, how could they play this song on the radio station?"

The girl sounded anxious, she thought she could meet someone like her, but how come this happened? The other party had played the song, but why was there no response?

Could it be that... the girl's heart tightened, was it really just an accident, just her wishful thinking?

"..."

After a long silence, Hai Mingli replied helplessly:

"I said I was listening to Ershoumeigui's songs, do you believe me?"

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