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Chapter 69: Musical Instruments

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    The script discussion meeting was over, and Ning Feiyang's flight registration time was already very tight. Naturally, she didn't have time to stay and eat with everyone, so Wei Shichang specially ordered something convenient for her to take on the road, and then sent it to her.  The car to the airport.

    The driver was the one who came to pick her up at the airport. Seeing her eating, he paid great attention to making the car drive smoothly to prevent her from accidentally biting her lip.

    By the time they arrived at the airport, Ning Feiyang had almost finished eating.

    When she returned to the 202 Manor dormitory, it was less than eleven o'clock. Neither Lin Xinyi nor Fujiwara Misaki was asleep. One was browsing Weibo, and the other was studying seriously in front of a notebook that looked like a bible. Their expressions looked particularly serious, and they were talking.  There are words to read.

    Ning Feiyang put the small bag on the table and got closer to read what she wrote.

    The result is of course incomprehensible.

    ¡°Xiaoxiao, can you record today¡¯s class for me?¡±

    Misaki Fujiwara was startled by the sudden voice behind her. She turned her head suddenly and saw Ning Feiyang standing behind her, with a look of shock on her face.

    "When did you come back?"

    Ning Feiyang blinked innocently: "Just now, I made such a loud noise when I entered the door, didn't you hear it?"

    "No, maybe I was too focused just now." Misaki Fujiwara said, taking out a memory card from the drawer next to her and handing it to her, "I borrowed a handheld camera from Miss PD and placed it on the table to take the photo.  Don¡¯t you have a computer? After transferring it to your computer, please return the memory card to the young lady.¡±

    "Ok, thanks!"

    "You're welcome."

    Ning Feiyang took the memory card, returned to his seat, took out his small computer, and prepared to copy the video.

    Today¡¯s class is mainly about music theory, which happens to be the part she lacks the most. If Wei Shichang hadn¡¯t specially sent a message to invite her, she would probably have turned down the script discussion in order to take this class.

    The video is extremely high-definition, and it was recorded directly without any suppression. There are more than 50 gigabytes of video stored on the memory card given by Misaki Fujiwara. The small computer does not run very fast, and the transfer alone took more than half an hour. Ning Feiyang  After taking a shower in the bathroom, the transfer was not completed.

    Fortunately, the first video was converted. Ning Feiyang clicked on it to watch it, wanting to see what was said today.

    Today¡¯s lecture is by Ximen Chichi. He is very funny and his lectures are very attractive. All the trainees captured in the video are listening attentively, and no one is distracted.

    Because there are many trainees who have zero basic knowledge like Ning Feiyang, Ximen Chi starts from the most basic parts, using the most understandable way to explain some more complicated contents to everyone, and at the same time  Some of the content that professionals need to study in depth only briefly explains how to use it. One class feels like it covers a semester of professional classes. Ning Feiyang¡¯s mind was swollen and he had difficulty absorbing it.

    But I have to say that Ximen Chichi¡¯s class has a lot of useful information. Even Ning Feiyang has an entry-level understanding of music theory after listening to the class. At least the next time she practices, the instructor will say some professional vocabulary, and she will not be confused  Catch me blind again.

    After finishing a lesson, Ning Feiyang glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer. He was shocked to find that it was already one o'clock, so he quickly turned off the computer and went to bed.

    In the past few days, I have been nervous every day, and I need to listen to the mental energy. If I do n¡¯t miss the point because I do n¡¯t have a good rest, she can no longer have a video to review it.

    Thursday was a musical instrument class. Various musical instruments were placed in a hall by category. A group of trainees walked into the hall and immediately let out various exclamations of unknown meaning.

    Seeing this pile of musical instruments, Ning Feiyang felt his head buzzing.

    Growing up, the only musical instrument she had ever been exposed to was the ceremonial drum troupe she participated in in elementary school. The instructor taught them two different fixed drum beats, and then the rest was just mechanical and simple practice. Once they were proficient, she went to school.  At the sports meeting, I walked around the playground with a snare drum and actually learned nothing. Even if I did, more than ten years have passed. Who can still remember it?

    If she knows any musical instrument, it¡¯s only the triangle, right?

    There are many trainees who are as worried as Ning Feiyang, but all of them still follow their own wishes and stand behind the instrument they want to choose at the request of the program team.

    There are the most people standing in the row of electronic keyboards, and there are also many trainees in the violin area. About half of them choose wind instruments, and the least people choose percussion instruments.

    Ning Feiyang has gone through so muchsp; ¡­¡­

    The trainees spent all day on Thursday playing musical instruments. When Ning Feiyang returned to the dormitory in the evening, he saw Misaki Fujiwara, who had chosen the flute, rubbing her cheeks, and Lin Xinyi, who had chosen the electronic keyboard, flexing her fingers. He was very tired at first glance.

    Seeing her staggering through the door, Lin Xinyi looked at her from top to bottom curiously.

    "Why don't you feel tired?"

    Ning Feiyang pouted: "I'm tired."

    "Um?"

    "The teacher is patient and the classmates are experienced people. It's a pity that my limbs don't seem to be very coordinated. Today, the first day, I didn't go smoothly."

    "Huh? I remember you chose the cello, right? Why are your limbs so uncoordinated?"

    "No, I chose the drum set."

    Lin Xinyi was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter: "Why can't you think about it and choose that one? You can even choose the flute with a smile. It's easy to get started."

    Ning Feiyang collapsed on the chair, his right foot twitching.

    "I regret it. It's a pity that I can't re-elect."

    "Then you have to accept your fate."

    "Fortunately, the teacher said that I didn't learn it just to learn it. If necessary, it would be enough to practice a song in a targeted manner and perform it."

    "That's okay. You can practice if your limbs are uncoordinated. As long as you get used to it, you'll be fine."

    "That's what I planned too."

    "Go to bed early, there are dance classes tomorrow."

    Upon hearing this, Ning Feiyang's paralyzed body slid directly under the chair. Lin Xinyi was startled and rushed over to help her.

    "Why did you slip down? Did you not fall?"

    Ning Feiyang sat on the ground and waved his hands feebly: "It's okay, I'm just a little desperate. Musical instrument lessons are followed by dance lessons, which simply reminds me constantly that my limbs are uncoordinated."

    Lin Xinyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and finally pulled her up from the ground. Seeing that she didn't seem to be in trouble, she turned around and went to take a shower.

    Ning Feiyang, who was sitting in his seat, was depressed for a while, then took out his small computer and continued to read the music theory lesson that he had not finished last night. While reading, he even took a notebook and took notes while reading.

    Looking at it, Misaki Fujiwara also came over with a small notebook, euphemistically calling it "review". While reading it, she exchanged her thoughts on learning with Ning Feiyang. It can be said that she was very serious.

    The two of them saw each other again and didn¡¯t go to bed until almost one o¡¯clock in the morning.

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