don’t you sing a section? Let me listen.”

Rong Yuheng pursed his lips and added a note in his life notebook: “Choose words carefully.”

“Jin Jie, I haven’t really sung any pop songs.”

“That’s okay, just sing whatever you can.
I said earlier, choose a song that suits your own characteristics, don’t blindly follow others.”

Rong Yuheng pondered for two seconds, as if he had taken a classical voice course in college.

A song that could be sung with classical voice and still remember the lyrics…

After searching for a moment, he calmed himself and nodded towards Jin Zhiyao, then took a deep breath to gather his emotions in his chest.

The next second, a powerful tenor voice rushed out like a floodgate bursting open:

“The great river flows east, wow!

The stars in the sky, the Big Dipper, wow!

Hey hey, the Big Dipper, wow~

A bowl of wine seals a life-long friendship, wow~”

Almost in the instant when Rong Yuheng began singing loudly, the entire music room was once again stunned!

Even Jin Zhiyao’s face showed a look of crumbling walls.

The impact on the students on Wen Zhecheng’s side was even greater.
If Shan Qi’s previous singing had only distracted their attention, now it was as if their souls were being washed away.

The resounding and passionate “Hero’s Song” crashed down with an unstoppable force, sweeping through the entire classroom with an undeniable presence!

“When injustice is seen, roar out, wow~

When it’s time to take action, take action, wow~

Charge through the land with fervor, wow~!”

Rong Yuheng not only sang but also remembered his mentor’s teachings.
He wholeheartedly immersed himself in the artistic conception of the lyrics, moving his limbs to the exhilarating melody.
He unexpectedly discovered that the rhythm was perfect for his tango.

He sang and danced, keeping the beat.

“When it’s time to take action, take action, wow~

One dada, two dada, and three…-tapping sound

Jin Zhiyao couldn’t help but feel a mix of despair and amusement.
She buried her face in her hands, her shoulders shaking slightly.

The other students were on the verge of going crazy.
If it weren’t for the two mentors still present, their laughter would have surely shattered the ceiling!

What prevented this lively song and dance from continuing was Wen Zhecheng.

He couldn’t bear it any longer.
His students were doing well with their dance, but now everything was in chaos.

Wen Zhecheng walked over from the other side of the classroom, the bright shine of his shoes creating a series of “da, da” sounds on the wooden floor.

Rong Yuheng, in the midst of his dance, heard someone accompanying him and felt quite excited.
But when he turned his head to find the source of the sound, he saw Wen Zhecheng approaching.


Rong Yuheng’s singing and dancing abruptly stopped.

Wen Zhecheng looked at Rong Yuheng for a few seconds, then suddenly spoke very politely,

“Please stop singing.
I beg you.”

Jin Zhiyao, who had been holding back her laughter for a while, finally burst out at that moment.


Jin Zhiyao’s laughter acted as a signal, and the other students erupted in laughter as well.
One male student even laughed so hard that he ended up kneeling on the ground, resembling a joyful little frog.
“Hahaha… Ga… Ga ah… Ga!”

The only two people in the entire room who didn’t laugh were Rong Yuheng and Wen Zhecheng.

Rong Yuheng thought to himself, “…” He couldn’t find it in himself to laugh.

Wen Zhecheng didn’t laugh either.
He sincerely pleaded with Rong Yuheng, “Once you start singing, we won’t be able to continue with the class.”

Rong Yuheng widened his eyes.
He had put so much effort into his performance, and yet Wen Zhecheng was actually finding fault with him!

Besides, if he wasn’t allowed to sing, how could he attend voice lessons?

Feeling wronged, Rong Yuheng unconsciously pouted, “So I can’t attend voice lessons from now on?”

Wen Zhecheng’s gaze lingered on Rong Yuheng’s slightly pouted lips for a few seconds before shifting to his eyes.

In the latter’s clear pupils, there was an intense thirst for knowledge.

Wen Zhecheng suddenly felt that his request was somewhat unreasonable.

Rong Yuheng didn’t intentionally try to disrupt his teaching.
This person’s performance style was just like this!

After laughing enough, Jin Zhiyao apologized and said, “Teacher Wen, it’s our class disturbed you.
How about this, Xiao Rong, you’ll listen to me in the future, and after class, you can stay a bit longer for me to listen to you sing separately.”

During the training period, the classes were all recorded by cameras.
There were only two classrooms with cameras installed, and it was impossible for Jin Zhiyao to switch to a different one for private sessions.

After thinking it over, the only option was for Rong Yuheng to make up for it after class.
Besides, there was no need to worry about anyone accusing her of favoritism when everything was being recorded on camera.

Rong Yuheng was not a selfish person to begin with.
If he had truly disrupted Wen Zhecheng’s class, he would rather stay back and make up for it himself.

“If I’ve caused trouble for the teachers, it’s not a problem for me.”

Just as the solution seemed to be settled, Wen Zhecheng suddenly spoke up,

“It’s not your fault.
My request was indeed unreasonable.
I will make up for the missed portion of the class myself, without delaying Jin Laoshi.”

As soon as the words were spoken, the surrounding students were stunned—this was the opportunity to receive private tutoring from the “Movie Emperor,” something invaluable!

But when they saw the cold indifference emanating from Wen Zhecheng’s every pore, the students began to hesitate in their hearts… Dealing with Wen Zhecheng was like making an investment—the higher the returns, the greater the risks.

If they accidentally offended the Movie Emperor, it might even become a problem for their future debut.

While they were envious, they themselves were unwilling to take such a risk.

Rong Yuheng didn’t pay much attention to these thoughts as long as he didn’t miss the lessons he needed to learn.

“Then I’ll trouble Teacher Wen.”

“It’s no trouble,” Wen Zhecheng’s gaze carried profound meaning.
“After all, if you don’t speak, I only need to make up for your class.
But once you speak, I’ll have to make up for a group of people’s classes.”


Author’s note: 

Rong Yuheng: He’s targeting me.

Wen Zhecheng: Smirk

Rong Yuheng Song Cover


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