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Chapter 019 I'm Sorry, I'm Not a Singer

Yunhai Metropolis Daily: "The city's Apple Music Festival ended perfectly, the mysterious campus band ignited the audience, and the friendship was even more visible in addition to the music!"

Yunhai Entertainment Weekly: "The original song of a newcomer was revealed in the Apple Music Festival, and a song caused the audience to cry frequently! According to insider Mr. Zhang, there are currently 7 entertainment companies that want to find this newcomer and are willing to give the highest treatment for newcomers in the circle. However, the singer still has no intention of signing a contract. Please follow the reporter's footsteps and explore the growth path of Cool Fire Band..."

China Music Voice Magazine: "Who is it? Zuo Hai was moved by it, and he actually promoted newcomers for the first time in the media interview?"

Good Song Music Collection: "This issue's editor strongly recommends "Chasing Dreams and Child Heart" from Kuhuo Band. It does not make any fake singing style, and only the true feelings can be expressed by breaking the sound. Do you still have dreams on the road to setbacks?"

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"Hey hey! Shi Jia, someone is looking for you outside--uh, isn't this a self-study class...?"

Li Yiwei's voice became smaller and smaller. She touched her head and giggled at the slightly annoyed old professor, and was quietly moving out. But no matter how cute she was pretending to be stupid, she could not escape this disaster. She is now giving lectures in the large classroom of the stairs, but Professor Qian, who is notoriously famous as "Blood Hands Slaughter" in the digital media major.

This old man in his fifties has humorous conversation and is funny. Although he neither named or stayed in class to do homework, no student dared to skip class and take advantage of loopholes.

Why? Don’t look at Professor Qian’s age, in terms of memory, there are really few ordinary college students who can compare to him.

As long as he has seen a student, he will never forget it no matter how long it takes. It can be called a human body camera. With a pair of eagle-like eyes hidden behind reading glasses, you will know how many people are missing in a certain class and who are missing.

He never deducts students' usual points for skipping classes, but the difficulty of getting more than one level of homework before the class is finally increased.

"This female classmate, if you have any questions in advance, I can't hear clearly when I'm at my age."

Qian Yanwang's voice came from the speaker through the microphone. His tone was calm, but it had a sense of inability to refuse.

Swish swish swish swish!

Just like there was a sound in his eyes, the students around him all turned their attention to Shi Jia, the protagonist of the incident.

Shi Jia was quite helpless. He was not interested in showing off such a limelight, let alone in the classroom of King Qian Yan. An acquaintance who was very lively and gossiped about Shi Jia and asked, "What's your relationship with the girl at the door? I think he is a big beauty~ Is it your girlfriend?"

"Ahem—"

Shi Jia deliberately coughed and pretended not to hear it, trying to pretend to be trying hard to listen to the class.

Li Yiwei walked in timidly, and as soon as she entered the door, she bowed deeply to Professor Qian and apologized: "Professor Qian, I'm really sorry, it's my fault, I've disturbed your lecture."

At this time, the students in the classroom realized the seriousness of the matter. This was in the class of Blood Hands. They turned their eyes to Li Yiwei, with sympathy in their eyes.

However, beyond their expectations, Professor Qian was not angry at all and said kindly: "I understand, young people are impulsive and restless. You should find a seat first. Although you didn't choose my class, you are a student of this school after all, and it will always be beneficial to listen to more classes."

"Ah-Yes!" Li Yiwei escaped from her cute and cute state and nodded repeatedly.

The boy next to Shi Jia had a good intention of being in line with the flow of favors. The boy gave Shi Jia a thumbs up and said, "Brother, you really have you. This is a professional teammate!" After saying this, he immediately stood up and walked to the seat in the back row of the classroom, leaving the seat next to Shi Jia out.

Of course, when Li Yiwei saw the boy's movements, her face suddenly turned red, but when she looked over, there were no other seats except the last row. She could only dodge her feet with shame and annoyance before she could pluck up the courage to walk over.

Professor Qian took everything in his eyes. He held the reading glasses and shook his head and sighed: "Youth is gone forever."

"Okay, let's continue to give a lecture..."

Finally, no one cast a strange look at the place. In just a few minutes, Li Yiwei felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, and she wanted to get into the crack in the ground, and she wanted to grow her wings and completely escape from this embarrassing place.

She breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down and said, "Shijia...a group of people came again. They couldn't find you, so they just came to me and He Yong and others."

Shi Jia painted something on the notebook and replied calmly: "Don't pay attention to them, there will be no one when the gust of wind blows." He suddenly turned his head and asked: "How is Zhao Haoran's throat? What is the doctor's statement?"

Li Yiwei was a little depressed, "The doctor told him that if he doesn't pay attention to protecting his voice, there will be a risk of complete loss of voice. On the Apple Music Festival, he was too hard on the stage... It's all you, so you can sing the dream-chasing heart..."

"You don't understand the feelings of men."

Shi Jia replied in a tone of "I don't need to tell you". He didn't think there was anything wrong with speaking like this. After all, the psychological age gap made him treat Li Yiwei as a girl, rather than a woman of the same age.

If his mental age is included in his previous life, at least a middle-aged uncle is definitely.

Li Yiwei said angrily: "If you don't say it, don't say it, what's so cool?"

"But..." The girl's mind changed quickly, "Many record companies have offered you sky-high contracts. Are you really not moved? I think you can develop into the music circle."

“Not interested.”

"Oh, how much I want to be valued, recognized, and accepted like you..." Li Yiwei stared at Shi Jia in a daze, her voice getting smaller and smaller.

"Dongdongdongdongdong! Ahem—"

Professor Qian knocked on the microphone hanging on his chest, coughed twice, lowered his head, and looked straight through the reading glasses. Li Yiwei thought Professor Qian was looking at him, and she suddenly threw herself on the table like an ostrich, making her ears red.

Why is this girl shy?

Shi Jia was puzzled. Before he could think too much, he heard Professor Qian mention his voice, "Students, please watch the projection. Next, I will play some mid-term homework that I think is necessary to talk about."

"Come on, the first one is a boy with a very charming personality. I'm right, Shi Jia?" Professor Qian said.

"Hahahaha--" The students all knew what Professor Qian said was "very charming" and laughed. In this way, Li Yiwei didn't dare to raise her head from the desk.

broken!

Shi Jia's heart skipped a beat. This "three-dimensional animation design" had reserved a midterm homework two weeks ago. At that time, he devoted all his energy to playing "Maya Continent". He did not escape from the world of online games until he was combined with himself in another world.

It should be... Of course he didn't care much about this midterm homework. He could not describe what he did just because he was terrible. What's more important is that he never expected that the midterm homework would be released in class. If he had known that he would use more snacks like this, it would be too late to say anything now.

"First of all, I want to praise this Shi Jia. He set a precedent for three-dimensional transformation of physical art. He has the courage to be a newborn calf not afraid of a tiger. He can make Picasso's representative work "Guernica" into such a three-dimensional animation of more than ten seconds in just a few weeks. It is worth encouraging and praise!"

Professor Qian clicked on the play button casually, and the scene of the students present making a fuss appear on the projection screen.

The huge polygonal head is a thin and long bamboo pole on the bottom, but it is not like a bamboo pole. The bamboo pole will not be made to feel like it is floating in the wind. The video is not long, only a dozen seconds, and the whole process is this "person" who looks like a lollipop poses various bodybuilding postures on the screen.

"Alps, Zhenzhiwei, Schwarzenegger" is the nickname given to Shi Jia this video by a good male classmate.

Shi Jia was not angry, he just felt a little embarrassed. What made him slightly interesting was that there was a Governor named Schwarzenegger in this world, and he also starred in many muscle-selling Hollywood action movies, which were quite well-known in China.

Professor Qian just teased Shi Jia a few words, without making any trouble, nor did he speak ill of each other. Then he began to talk about the midterm homework of other students.

"This classmate's homework is remarkable, and it can be seen from the details that he is very attentive."

"Thank you, Professor Qian."

"For this assignment, the frame rate is slightly problematic, and it is obviously cutting corners, but the script is well designed. I want to praise you for this..."

After commenting on the students' works one by one, Professor Qian opened another video file on the computer. He introduced to the students: "This Western-style video was discovered by me accidentally on the Internet. I think it is definitely the top level among Chinese works. Now I will play it for you to see. I hope everyone can have a direction of hard work, or a long-term goal."

The students were curious and whispered.

He turned off the blazing lights in the classroom and asked the students to block all the curtains tightly. Then he double-clicked to open the video file and started playing the video.

The projection screen is first pitch black, then a red ring-shaped one-end and one-end-connected one-to-one-to-end one-to-one appearance in the center of the screen, slowly rotating, and then the screen turns.

Among a vicissitudes of ruins, nine Ring Spirit Knights stand. The black armor they wear can only see their shapes. The red light emitted in their eyes is dazzling even during the day. When they are angry, their eyes are like the fire of hell burning.

Humans sink under their hands, and orcs are controlled by them. The fire of war is burning, and the flames of demons are raging on every once beautiful and fertile land!

The blonde girl fell on a charred grass, her chest was pierced by a sharp blade, her white dress was covered with dazzling red blood, her eyes remained with a desire for life, and the blue eyes reflected the sky and a sympathetic aging face.

"Child, the God of Atmosphere blesses you, may you not be lonely on the other side of your life. In the name of me, Gandalf, the flame of Zoro will be extinguished!"

The picture gradually darkens, and then the Ourobosnake icon at the beginning of the video and a line of simple text below appear in the picture - "Oritosnake Studio". The video stops and plays it.

Silent.

Then there was a spontaneous tide of applause from the students present.

Someone asked loudly: "Professor Qian, this Welfare Studio has no reputation before. Which school did they graduate? Are they our alumni?"

"It's like a real thing. The Ring Spirit rushed over with his sword and scared me. If I made this into a movie, I would have to watch it no matter how much it costs!"

"Every frame is full of money, it's so exquisite. Professor Qian, what's the name of this video? Is it a game's CG or a movie's promotional video?"

Professor Qian smiled and said, "Sorry, classmates. The questions you asked are also what I want to know. Unfortunately, this author did not leave any information on the Internet showing his identity. If a student has a good message channel and found information about the Ourobosnake Studio, you can tell me that I will add you the usual points."

He raised his wrist and looked at the time, and continued, "There are two minutes left. A male classmate and a female classmate in another major. I hope that similar things will not happen in class in the future, otherwise I will be really angry, so I will not be able to do this."

Shi Jia straightened his waist and said seriously: "I understand, Professor Qian." In front of the teacher, the etiquette he should have must be done.

Li Yiwei blushed again.

"Finally, I hope you can learn from the Ourobos Studios and others. I feel embarrassed for you to do this kind of childish work like a lollipop. My office is in 904, Comprehensive Building. If you have any questions about video production, you can come to me at any time. When the term is over, I hope you can take out the homework that makes my eyes shine."

"get out of class ended!"

Shi Jia was so amused and crying. Did he let him say that this was what he did when he was bored? No one believed it or not, and it would be impossible to explain it if he believed it.

Li Yiwei was full of admiration, "Which author is so great! I really want to meet him in person - can you also make such a movie-like video animation in the future?"

"The Lord of the Rings won't be involved for a long time. But in the future, I prefer the aspects of game CG and art design. I remember you were asking me for something?"

Li Yiwei had no idea about the problem exposed in Shi Jia's words. She suddenly yelled and said anxiously: "I forgot when Professor Qian interrupted me. The group of people who came to look for you - Huh? Why are they here!"

As soon as he left the teaching building, two men in suits and ties walked towards Shi Jia with a smile on their faces. The male god in charge took out a business card from his arms and handed it to Shi Jia and said, "Hello, Mr. Shi, I am the manager of Grandet Music Co., Ltd., and my surname is Kou."

"Oh, that's it."

Shi Jia turned around and left.

Manager Kou took a step forward and directly reached out and pulled Shi Jia's clothes tightly, preventing him from leaving. He said, "Mr. Shi, you'd better consider our company. We will give you the highest-level artist treatment. If you want a car, money, and women, what's there to be after becoming famous? Our Grandet company will definitely praise you as the hottest supernova in China!"

Shi Jia turned his head and stared at him for a while, then replied solemnly, "I'm sorry, I'm not a singer."

"Yiwei, go."

"Um--"

"This is the last one?"

"Let me count it~ It should be the eighth one!"

Even the top Tianma Entertainment in China was very rude by him. Shi Jia was not in the mood to deal with these artist companies. Now his mind is all about using the energy tank.
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