Chapter 72: The ownership of a saxophone
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Zhang Yuwenyan said with a disgusted expression: "What do you want! Take the saxophone you have blown, can I blow it!"
Ge Wenhui shook his head, angrily, and said, "Okay! OK! You don't want to not blow me, that's okay! Then bring your own saxophone, you blow your own head office!"
"How can I have a saxophone!" Zhang Yu rolled his eyes.
When the whole class heard this, they banged and fell to the ground.
Please! You don't even have a saxophone, and you dare to call yourself a master. Let's take our class!
Ge Wenhui almost didn't get the front teeth just now. He was also speechless by Zhang Yuqi. He was slightly angry: "You don't even have a saxophone, and you dare to call yourself an international master. Zhang Yu, I found you It ’s too confusing to speak. I do n’t believe everything you say in the future, and you ’re too good to blow. ”
Everyone in the class nodded Qi Qi, and even the good back row with Zhang Yu agreed with Ge Wenhui's statement.
A person who doesn't even have a saxophone, and still claims to be a master, does feel a bit unreliable.
Zhang Yu laughed: "Committee member Ge, it seems that you don't believe I will play the saxophone?"
Ge Wenhui said, "What about you! Do you have a saxophone?"
Zhang Yu said, "Well, I think so! Let's make a bet!"
Ge Wenhui said: "What to bet on?"
Zhang Yu said: "Tomorrow at noon you will buy a new saxophone and bring it to school. I will show you a hand in front of my classmates. If you and your classmates agree that I am a master, then you pay for the saxophone, but saxophone will be returned. Me, I take it home from school. It's our bet! What do you think? "
Ge Wenhui has a good family and has money in his pocket. For him, a saxophone is not much money at all. After hearing the words, he immediately nodded and said, "OK! What if you lose?"
Zhang Yu said, "I'll take the saxophone! After the new saxophone, you can take it home and return it to you."
Ge Wenhui said: "Okay! Let's say what we say. I'll buy you a saxophone at noon tomorrow. I'll see what level of saxophone master you are."
Zhang Yu said, "Remember, don't buy bargains! I won't blow you off the inferior products, and don't give them to me for nothing."
Ge Wenhui nodded angrily and said, "Okay, then I'll buy a head office of more than 20,000."
Zhang Yu said: "Is 20,000 enough? I only play the tenor!"
Ge Wenhui said, "I'll buy you a 50-fold bass-converting pipe for your head office!"
Ge Wenhui's own saxophone is only more than 20,000, and more than 50,000, he is not willing to buy. It happened that tomorrow, let Zhang Yu, who was blowing the cowhide on the sky, be ugly on the spot, and he himself had made a handful of more than 50,000 new saxophones, and at the same time showed the long-lasting anger in his heart.
Zhang Yu wondered: "Are there any more expensive?"
Ge Wenhui was speechless, saying: "More than 50,000 are already the most expensive in the city! No matter how expensive, you have to go to Beijing or go abroad to buy."
Zhang Yu nodded helplessly, and said, "Forget it! Cheap, just make it!"
When Ge Wenhui heard this, he sat in a chair with an angry buttock, and never wanted to talk to the other party again, lest he be animated.
Everyone in the class saw that there would be a wonderful gambling game tomorrow, little eyes blinking excitedly, and there was a lot of discussion, and they all wanted to see who wins and loses tomorrow.
I hope to come soon tomorrow! It is the voice of the whole class.
"Okay! Tomorrow, let's talk tomorrow. Don't talk anymore, let's study well at night!" Su Qianqian suddenly spoke at this time, after all, it's been so long at night, after all, she didn't talk anymore, she might not know what to do At that time, can we still calm down and learn.
As soon as Su Qianqian spoke, the people in the class stopped saying anything, returned to quiet again, and all continued to read and study.
Zhang Yu yawned, and sat down and continued to doze off, as if nothing was wrong.
After school in the evening, Zhang Yu returned home, and lived up again with a smile ... After the two episodes ended, the software was shut down.
The remaining time is Zhang Yu's time for studying online.
Zhang Yu plans to start learning from junior high school first, and read all the textbooks from junior high school to three years high. It can be regarded as copying and scanning the materials first, and the latter will be called later.
Zhang Yu flipped through the pages page by page, feeling that this was too much trouble. When the network speed card, do not move for a long time. It seems that tomorrow I have to go to Xinhua Bookstore and buy all the textbooks.
With the plan, Zhang Yu would lie down and sleep for the rest of the night, and would not stay up all night.
Overnight ...
In the morning of the second day, the 12th class was calm and normal, Zhang Yu still slumbered and slept, and he was too dead to sleep.
At noon the bell rang, and Ge Wenhui immediately got up and left the school to buy a saxophone. He was going to die with Zhang Yu to the end. As long as he thought about Zhang Yuneng being ugly in public, he would die in his heart.
Zhang Yu slept another morning and was full of energy after waking up at noon.
After school, Zhang Yu didn't go home, but went to Xinhua Bookstore instead. Because he confirmed it last night, reading online is too much trouble, it is a waste of time. So he has already planned, and today I will buy all the textbooks from junior high to high school.
Zhang Yu entered the Xinhua Bookstore, came to the textbook area, bought a whole set of textbooks from junior high school to high school, as well as some supporting textbooks, what teacher courseware, learning to interpret what. All these books were packed into huge snakeskin bags by him. You must know that these textbooks are added together, and the quantity is even more amazing. But Zhang Yu's physical condition was very good. In the surprised expression of everyone, he carried it and left, as if he didn't feel it.
Zhang Yu turned around and found a place without people, and put all the teaching materials in the space, so that he could read it at any time later.
In the afternoon, Class Twelve was not in class. After entering the school, all the class members transferred to the school gymnasium to rehearse the program.
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There is also a large flow of people in the school of No.1 Middle School, and it is almost time to go to school in the afternoon, so most students are still fast, so as not to be late and be troubled by the teacher.
In the flow of people, two women walk side by side at a low speed. They are not in the same direction as most people, but they are moving towards the school gym.
Han Jie, a second-year music teacher from the first middle school, laughed, "Ziqi, okay! Last time I saw you at the National Professional Singer Television Contest on CCTV! You are now a national professional singer Now. "
Xia Ziqi, a professional singer and art director of the Zhonghai Song and Dance Troupe, heard this, and said with regret: "What national singer! You haven't seen it, and I didn't even mix up a bronze award."
Han Jie said: "I see! It's a national competition after all. You can make it to the finals, which is already good. It's the top ten national professional singers, and you're not satisfied. If I were, I wouldn't want to Dare to think. "
Xia Ziqi said: "Xiao Jie, in fact, when you were in college, you sang very well. If you want to explain that the national competition at the beginning of the year, you can also participate. In case of a little ranking or something, come back and transfer to a professional group. Do it. It's more fun than being a teacher! "
Han Jie said with regret and said: "I haven't sang for many years, and now I'm going to sing, but I'm afraid the sound will not be right. I can only be a high school music teacher. Although the key high school music teacher, It ’s just to help the students put on some songs to ease the pressure of learning. But it is also very easy! Not too tired. The dynasty dream of my professional group, I ca n’t think about it anymore. ”