Yu Yongzhen was already talking slowly on the podium about some things to pay attention to. The classroom was very quiet and no one dared to speak casually.

"Composition is not as difficult as imagined. Sometimes everyone hums a short piece of music, right?"

When Yu Yongzhen talked about this, he mentioned some examples around him. When he heard Yu Yongzhen’s inquiry and combined with his own reality, many trainees in the classroom nodded consciously. This situation is very common, and almost everyone has experienced it.

"This is the composition!"

Yu Yongzhen snapped his fingers and looked clear, "The melody you hummed unconsciously is reasonable or not, whether it sounds good or not, first of all, you have created a piece of music!"

When I heard this, many trainees in the audience couldn't help laughing out loud, and the classroom seemed a little noisy because everyone became "composers". A few more lively teenagers even discussed the tunes they had hummed with.

"but!"

Yu Yongzhen's next sentence undoubtedly beat them from the sky, "Composition is not as simple as you think!"

Li Junrong, who was sitting in the back row, smiled a little unkindly. Yu Yongzhen was quite skillful in playing this trick, and it seemed very profound and reasonable in any case.

"Composition is like when you write an essay. First of all, you have to learn to 'compose lyrics and sentences', and then you can connect sentences and sentences together to form an article. When writing an essay, you have to learn to 'start, inherit, turn, and combine', right? It is impossible to go forward and go straight to the climax, and then slide down with the trend, right? So, the basis of composing lies in 'music theory'!"

After a two-hour class, Yongzhen talked freely, writing and drawing on the blackboard from time to time, or helping some trainees to answer some questions about music. Time flies quickly, when the last fifteen minutes left, Yu Yongzhen waved his hand and said that he would not talk.

"For the rest of the time, everyone can read today's notes by themselves or discuss them with classmates!"

As soon as Yu Yongzhen finished speaking, the classroom immediately turned into a vegetable market. This made Yu Yongzhen's face look bitter, and he really didn't give him face! However, his emotions came and went quickly. Facing the teenage boys and girls in his thirties, Yu Yongzhen, who was in his thirties, was embarrassed to scold him. Besides, it was said that the teenagers in this grade were all active and active.

Zheng Xiujing quietly tore off a piece of paper from the notebook and put it carefully in her pocket. Then she turned around and glared at Li Junrong, "Uncle, why did you get in?"

"Follow him!"

Li Junrong smiled and pointed to someone on the podium, but this action was a shock to Jung Soo-jing.

"Uncle, what are you pointing at random? What should I do if I am seen?"

Although he had seen Li Junrong and Yu Yongzhen have had a cordial conversation, Zheng Xiujing still didn't feel that the young uncle in front of her had great energy. The worry appeared on her face, and Li Junrong saw it and showed a faint smile.

"It's okay!"

The warm conversation between the two was disturbed by the person next to them.

"Hello! My first time meeting, my name is Liu Shengjie, 90 years old!"

Liu Shengjie has actually been observing this new face. It started as soon as he came in. Although Li Junrong followed Yu Yongzhen in a low-key manner, and although everyone's eyes were staring at Yu Yongzhen, the new person was really abnormal.

"Uh...Hello! My name is Li Junrong, 87 years old!"

Although Li Junrong hates being interrupted when he speaks, the other party has already introduced himself, so how can he not respond? The Koreans first introduced each other and first ranked seniors, and then then they began to discuss a certain topic. The honorifics and plain languages ​​here all have a deep knowledge.

"Senior, please take care of me when I first met!"

"I dare not, don't dare!" Li Junrong replied in a slight manner, which gave him an illusion, as if he had returned to ancient times.

"I wonder which trainee of the senior is? Is it the first time I met in the company!"

Li Junrong hated this feeling very much, as if he was being checked for a household registration book. And for some reason, he could clearly feel that the Liu Shengjie in front of him seemed to have an objection to him. This was the first time the two met.

"I'm not a trainee at the company! Thank you!"

After saying this, Li Junrong had turned around and ignored the person behind him.

"Uncle, do you know each other?" Seeing that Li Junrong had finished talking to that person, Zheng Xiujing asked.

Li Junrong shook his head, "I don't know!" Because he didn't know, the person's words and actions were quite strange.

"Uncle, your recent dressing taste is becoming more and more potential to develop as an uncle!" Zheng Xiujing looked at Li Junrong's dressing style with her own aesthetic vision and came to such a conclusion.

"Is that right? That's right for your name?" Li Junrong smiled when he heard this. Sometimes young people are also a problem. The saying "I have no hair on my lips and can't do things well" is what this is said, so as already the leader of a music studio, he naturally needs to dress up more maturely.

"It's still more handsome like this!" Relying on his own aesthetic, Zheng Xiujing concluded.

Many trainees in the classroom knew each other. The others who hadn't noticed it just now turned their eyes to Li Junrong, looking at him differently, curious, thinking and inquiring eyes.

"Maybe you are Senior Lee Junrong?" A girl closest to Jung Soo-jin and Li Junrong asked carefully, as if she was afraid that she would disturb Jung Soo-jin and her conversation.

"I am!"

After receiving a positive answer, the girl obviously became much more excited and couldn't wait to tell the news to other friends. The atmosphere in the classroom became even hotter, and the eyes that looked at Li Junrong were even more wanton.

"Who is Li Junrong?"

Because of the physical reasons of "the opposite sex attracts each other and the same sex repulses each other", Liu Shengjie was not very clear about the origin of the "senior" in front of him, but after asking a few best friends, they couldn't explain it clearly. For boys, most of the time spent online on online games, and they didn't pay much attention to the popular online incident some time ago.

"You don't know about Li Junrong Oppa? He sang the song "LoveLove" by the audio source website AllKill in the past few days!"

Although the boys' discussion was very quiet, this did not stop some girls' keen hearing, and helped the boys to popularize information about Li Junrong, and did not forget to give them a look of contempt.

Looking at these illusion-like girls in the classroom, Liu Shengjie groaned and felt a little uninterrupted, because the person the teacher often praised him in the composition class was himself, and the eyes of these girls were originally even more focused on him.
Chapter completed!