Chapter 430: Promise to be a lecturer?
The promise to give lectures was not made public by either the Shanghai University of Communication or the promise itself.
I just informed the students before class.
However, everyone still underestimates the students' ability to spread information.
After a while, I found out about it online.
The media immediately added fuel to the fire and spread the word, and it became a hot search topic in no time.
#Nuoyan went to Shanghai University of Communication and Communication to teach!
#Can you teach well if you can write songs?
More media saw the excitement and did not consider it a big deal. It was obviously just an outstanding graduate returning to school to teach a class. This was a normal thing, but they said that they promised to return to school to serve as teachers.
Journalism’s out-of-context interpretation is vividly demonstrated.
But after a while, "returning to school to teach" became "returning to school to teach", and then immediately turned to "promoting to associate professor".
Some media even bluntly stated that "it only takes less than two years to be promoted to professor." If you continue to work hard, "it is not a problem to become a dean at the age of 30."
The more the news spreads, the more outrageous it becomes, and netizens Others swore that "this is paving the way for an official career."
The Music School of Modu University of Communication was alarmed, and Zhang Feng, who had been promoted to vice president, was confused.
Since the news was exposed, the number of visitors to Shanghai University, which usually has very few visitors, suddenly increased dramatically.
Reporters, star-chasers, and melon-eating people all rushed to the media in Shanghai.
Listening to the staff's report, Zhang Feng snorted, "It's just that some people can't bear to see Xu Nuo's popularity. They issued a statement saying that this was an attempt. An outstanding graduate of our school, the singer Xu Nuo was Invited as a special lecturer to give a class to the students in person.”
The staff nodded and recorded it.
The school’s official account acted quickly and issued a statement within a few minutes.
The statement was sent out. Although it explained the whole situation and broke the rumors of being hired as a lecturer, more people watched the excitement.
According to internal student reports, the promised class starts at ten o'clock.
At nine o'clock, there was a huge crowd at the school gate.
Compared with the graduation ceremony, the security guards were shocked.
When I inquired about it, I found out that they were all here for the promise, and the security guard quickly reported the situation.
So Modou University of Communication ushered in the second emergency closure of the school. Those who did not make an appointment were not allowed to enter, and even the appointment page was closed.
When the car drove to the door, Xu Nuo saw a dense crowd outside, clamoring to go in and visit.
Although I promised, why are there so many people visiting on Monday morning? What's going on?
The security guard has been notified in advance and will let you go immediately after seeing the promised license plate.
The people outside were unhappy: "He didn't make an appointment either! Why can he get in?"
"That's right, the display shows unrecognizable, how did he get in?"
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The well-trained security guard didn't bother to raise his eyebrows: "He has an appointment."
The people outside were not stupid, and they understood the security guard's attitude.
At this kind of node, if you can swagger in without a license plate of the school, there is a high probability that it is the promised car.
A few well-informed people inquired.
“Has the promise arrived?”
"Just arrived? Okay, I understand."
The phone hung up, "Nuo Yan has already gone in."
The people outside were wailing.
When Xu Nuo wandered to his classroom, everyone was dumbfounded.
There are people everywhere, densely packed, just like the subway during the morning rush hour. It seems that you can’t squeeze in, but there are still people squeezing in.
Xu Nuo tried to squeeze in.
"Brother, let me go in."
"If you want to go in, I want to go in too!"
The man didn't even look back and pushed in with all his strength. squeeze.
Xu Nuo stood on tiptoe and took a look inside. Good guy, the classroom of more than 200 people seemed to be crowded with 400 or 500 people.
Not to mention the seats, the aisles were packed with people, and there were even people standing on both sides of the two platforms.
Outside the window, many people were clinging to the window.
Most of the people look like students, and there are also many journalists carrying long guns and short guns.
Xu Nuo was confused. When the school recruited people last time, there were not so many people. This horse-riding lecture was nonsense.
Xu Nuo walked to the front door and patted the person in front of him, "Classmate, make room for me. I'll go in."
The student was indeed more polite. He couldn't stand still and was still trying to make room for him.
At this time someone looked back and discovered Xu Nuo.
“Ah, here comes the promise!”
“Quickly, let a way out!”
The promise squeezed in with difficulty, sweating all over.
However, there are more and more people in the classroom, and many people are crowded onto the podium. This lesson will definitely not be taught.
Vice principal Zhang Feng and Dean Liu also rushed over, leading a group of security guards and teachers to maintain order.
"All reporters please leave immediately!" Zhang Feng issued an eviction order without ceremony.
"Why? Modou University of Communication should assume its social responsibility and promise to lecture students as a star. The public is very concerned about this matter."
Zhang Feng was too lazy to pay attention to them and waved He waved his hand: "Please don't disturb the classroom discipline and ask all the journalist comrades to get out!"
"Students who are not in "Pop Music Singing" please leave immediately!"
The dean also got angry, but no one moved.
This opportunity is so rare that no one wants to miss it.
Not only that, there are more and more people outside, and dense crowds are crowding here.
It is no exaggeration to say that there is congestion in the teaching buildings. Seeing that the scene was in chaos, Zhang Feng made a quick decision, grabbed Xu Nuo and pulled him out of the door.
"Xiao Xu, I'm afraid I can't take this class here today. Do you want to consider going to the auditorium to take the class?"
Xu Nuo was speechless: "That's okay."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work this time, I'll give you a surprise later." Zhang Feng patted him on the shoulder.
“Everyone, I promise to give you a class in the school auditorium later. Journalists, please register in an orderly manner. Students will go to the auditorium with their course selection records and student ID cards.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd dispersed.
Why go?
Of course it’s to grab a spot!
There is only room for 800 people in the auditorium. I arrived late and there was no room.
Looking at this posture, Xu Nuo was in a mess. He was not so exaggerated in class, and he never saw anything like this when celebrities came over occasionally.
With such a commotion, all the students who didn't know about it at first also knew about it. It didn't take long for the auditorium to be full.
Many leading professors from the school also came to listen.
These professors are very friendly to Xu Nuo, and they are not fools.
As soon as Xu Nuo is a school graduate, the higher his achievements are, the better it shows that they teach well.
Secondly, Xu Nuo’s reputation can also give the school a lot of resources.
There are a hundred benefits and no harm. As for what was said on the Internet about letting him be a lecturer, they are 100% willing.
Every fool knows that it is impossible for Xu to actually take this path.
At ten o'clock, Xu Nuo appeared on the podium on time.
Professor Sun picked up the microphone and said, "The teaching material for this section of "Popular Music Singing" contains several songs by Nuoyan. After thinking about it, I think it is better for him to give lectures to everyone, but he didn't. The thought of making such a big fuss made everyone laugh. Then I handed over the class to Nuoyan.”
The students burst into applause and wanted to clap their hands off.
Xu Nuo set up the microphone: "Thank you Professor Sun for giving me this opportunity, and thank you all the classmates for giving me this face. To be honest, this is the first time I have stood on the podium. Please bear with me if I don't speak well."
The classmates all laughed.
They don’t know if the singing is good or not, but it’s fine if the singing is good.
Xu Nuo cleared her throat: "Today I'm going to talk to you about how to sing. There are many styles of music. Can anyone tell me which style you know?"
This question is too simple. Several people raised their hands in front of me.
Xu Nuo clicked one casually.
"RNB, hip-hop, folk, bel canto, Chinese style, rap, jazz, rock, and Chinese style..." This classmate finished all the music styles in one breath.
"Very good, please sit down." Xu Nuo pressed his hand, "This classmate is right. We have so many styles of songs. Do we need to learn a singing method for each style? If so , I can’t finish this course in a year.”
The students burst into laughter.
“So, today I will only talk about three points, techniques, methods and principles. Once you learn these, you will be able to master all styles of songs.”
The professors sitting in front nodded.
Xu Nuo continued: "The first step in learning to sing is actually to learn to breathe. The breathing skills are mainly to relax and control the rhythm of the breath. The best state is to take a breath, just right. After singing this sentence, neither too much nor too little. If you sing too little, you will lose your breath, and if you sing too much, your muscles will tighten, which will make you very stiff. "
The students listened very carefully, and many of them were just because. I came here with a music dream. Now that I have the opportunity to have close contact with top singers, I naturally have to seize it.
However, singing is a kind of practice after all, and it is difficult to gain any experience just by talking about it.
“Well, is there any classmate who would like to come on stage and experience how I breathe?”
The scene suddenly became agitated, and everyone in the auditorium of 800 people raised their hands in unison.
Xu Nuo: "...it won't take so many people."
"The people who come up will have to perform and sing in a while. I will correct their breathing." Xu Nuo added. One sentence.
Most of the people put down their hands.
It’s fun to touch celebrities, but it’s too boring to sing.
Xu Nuo clicked on a boy and ignored the girl with the highest raised hand.
Teaching girls the skills I learned from Lin Wanqing feels a bit like a scumbag, and I might have to sleep in a second bedroom when I go back.
“Choose me!” a girl said loudly.
Xu Nuo touched his nose: "Ahem, I will touch my stomach and chest for a while. Men and women are not allowed to kiss."
"I can do it!"
Xu Nuo pretended not to hear and asked the male classmate to sing a few lines first.
It may be okay among ordinary people, but in the eyes of professionals, it is not suitable for beginners.
Xu Nuo raised her hand to feel the rhythm of his breathing and said:
"Every time we inhale, we have to open both the door and the window. What is a door? It's just for yawning. It feels like your tongue is flat and your throat is cold. What is the window? It’s your nose, the part where your nose and mouth are connected. This action is like smelling flowers.”
The male classmate who came up was like a puppet. Let the promise fiddle with you.
"Look up and lift your chest, open your chest, yawn and smell the flowers, and then sing with your breath, keeping your breath comfortable."
The boy nodded.
"Very good, try again in the way I just said."
The boy sang it again. Although it got better, it was still very bad.
"Let's do this, feel my breathing rhythm."
Xu Nuo took the microphone and started singing a cappella.
“I looked at the distant peaks, but missed the turning point.
Looking back suddenly, I realized that you were waiting for me,
never left.”
< br>Opening his mouth and kneeling, the audience was dumbfounded.
This effect can be achieved even when singing a cappella, which is simply terrifying.
(End of this chapter)