Chapter 4: A Special Music Class for the Celebrity Students
After several days of filming, Pu Tong could clearly feel himself gradually adapting to this environment.
And it wasn't just him. The other students in the class had changed as well. At first, everyone had been excited and would surround the celebrity students the moment class ended. But now, they no longer paid them any special attention.
Habits formed naturally. Seeing a celebrity for the first time was novel, but if celebrities were constantly appearing before your eyes every day, eventually they would seem no different from anyone else.
It was worth mentioning that after several subtle hints from their homeroom teacher, Zhang Binyan, Chen Siqing had dyed his hair back to black.
It wasn't that he was afraid of the homeroom teacher. Rather, black hair suited the show better and fit the image of a high school student on a variety program. Perhaps after the show aired, he could even gain some positive publicity for "making sacrifices for the sake of the program."
"Help me look at this problem..." Yu Wanwan placed her textbook between them and pointed at a pursuit-and-encounter problem in the physics textbook.
"This one?" Pu Tong leaned over and glanced at the question. "It's a bit troublesome."
After spending several days together, he had discovered that Yu Wanwan actually had quite a good personality. She wasn't like the big celebrities he had imagined. She had no airs about her, and when the cameras weren't around, she was definitely the type of person one could be friends with.
The two leaned their heads together and stared at the problem in deep thought.
Wait!
As soon as Pu Tong looked up, he saw a cameraman directly in front of them filming furiously.
While gradually adapting to the environment, his vigilance had also decreased.
Damn it, they got filmed.
Pu Tong quickly retreated and moved a little farther to the right.
"I'll think about it first. You can work on some other questions, or ask someone else..."
"You..."
Yu Wanwan was extremely depressed. What was wrong with this guy? One moment he was close, the next he was distant. Was he deliberately playing hard to get?
Little did she know that Pu Tong had already entered a state of deep self-reflection.
Because becoming accustomed to the environment and forgetting one's goals and sense of crisis was absolutely unacceptable.
Study hard and stay away from the entertainment industry. That was important!
Fortunately, the cameraman's main task was to capture footage of the celebrity students. After Pu Tong, an ordinary student, deliberately moved away, there was no reason to continue following him, so the cameraman simply focused on Yu Wanwan, who was still pondering the question.
Well, she clearly hadn't listened to a word he'd said. How could a celebrity high school student study in front of the cameras? This was all perfect material for building an "academic genius" persona. Once fans saw it, they'd praise her to the heavens...
Forget it. None of my business.
Pu Tong couldn't be bothered to worry about others and immersed himself in solving the problem. Honestly, he wasn't very familiar with pursuit-and-encounter problems. The original owner of this body had really been too lazy.
Car A in front of Car B, Car A behind Car B... those two cars sure were having fun.
The short break ended. The moment the cameramen left, Pu Tong adjusted his position again and straightened his physics textbook.
Next came English class, taught by their homeroom teacher Zhang Binyan. teacher Zhang was very strict as a homeroom teacher, but surprisingly relaxed during class. He barely taught much before dismissing them.
Great. Looks like he'd have to self-study English as well.
"Students, let me announce something," Zhang Binyan said after clearing his throat, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally sweeping over the celebrity students.
"This afternoon we have a music class. Director Xu and I thought it would be a good opportunity for the celebrity students to showcase their talents, so we're going to film a special music class."
Interesting. Even Pu Tong became somewhat interested, not to mention the rest of the class, who were already cheering excitedly.
A talent show was an indispensable part of any variety program. And for a high school variety show, music class was undoubtedly the best platform. After all, people in the entertainment industry should at least have some talent, right?
Once the show aired, hot searches like "So-and-so sings so well" or "So-and-so is amazing" could easily be arranged.
Popularity. This was guaranteed popularity.
"Any student who needs an instrument can bring it this afternoon," Zhang Binyan said as he looked around the classroom. His tone then became sterner. "Recently, some people have been taking advantage of filming to slack off, and some have even brought phones to school to secretly photograph celebrities. I'm warning you once—don't let me catch you!"
The smiling tiger snorted coldly, and the classroom temperature seemed to drop by several degrees.
Pu Tong had no doubt that after the show aired, there would definitely be criticism of such a strict teacher. The debate over whether teachers should be gentle or strict had always been difficult to settle.
After Zhang Binyan left, the tense atmosphere instantly disappeared and everyone started chatting noisily again. When Pu Tong saw the filming crew come in and shut off the cameras, he immediately relaxed.
There was no need to keep the cameras running after school anyway. The celebrity students had all left, so there was no point in filming anything else.
"I have to say, your homeroom teacher is kind of scary!" Yu Wanwan said while packing her schoolbag.
"As far as I know, he's a fan of your dad. Go ahead and do whatever you want. I bet his fan filter will stop him from doing anything to you!"
"Yeah, right!"
"By the way, this afternoon the celebrity students are performing talents in music class. What's your talent?" Pu Tong looked over this famous 'Nation's Sweetheart.' Since she was so popular, she must have some skills. She couldn't just be a pretty face, right? Although he had inherited the original owner's memories, he still didn't know much about these things.
"Guess..."
"I'm leaving!"
Pu Tong immediately left the classroom. It had just been a casual question; he wasn't actually that interested.
"Arghhh!"
Yu Wanwan stomped her feet angrily.
How could someone be so infuriating?
She was determined to make this guy absolutely speechless during music class.
At noon, to avoid becoming groggy from oversleeping during his nap, Pu Tong only rested briefly before returning to the classroom to study.
"The relationship between valence electrons and the outermost electron count..."
The boy opened the window and enjoyed the breeze, bathing in the afternoon sunlight as he quietly turned the pages. The rustling sound of pen against paper echoed through the empty classroom until other students gradually arrived.
Wonderful study time was always so short.
Pu Tong stretched lazily and muttered to himself:
"One should know that in youth one harbors lofty ambitions, once aspiring to become the very best in the world."
"What are you mumbling about?" Lin Yuxi turned around and stared at him.
"Nothing, nothing."
Good heavens, he had almost caused an earthquake in the literary world.
Lin Yuxi suspiciously turned back around. She had clearly heard something about lofty ambitions and being the best.
Could this guy actually be suffering from eighth-grader syndrome?
Ten minutes before class, Yu Wanwan entered the classroom carrying a guitar case.
So this was her talent?
Now Pu Tong was fully awake. He was very familiar with guitars. After all, he'd spent so long as a struggling entertainer in his previous life that he had never neglected his basic skills. He couldn't claim to be top-tier, but he was certainly competent.
"Impressive!" Pu Tong praised.
"Hehe."
The girl nodded happily, obviously pleased by the compliment.
Just wait until you hear me perform!
She's still just a kid. So easy to flatter.
Pu Tong looked at the guitar case and felt an itch in his hands.
During the darkest period of his previous life, music had always accompanied him. Only when he picked up a guitar and sang did he feel a trace of happiness.
Since transmigrating, he hadn't touched one at all. His guitar addiction was acting up.
Yu Wanwan noticed his gaze and frowned.
"You know how to play?"
"Nope. I'm musically illiterate."
"Oh!"
Yu Wanwan secretly rejoiced. A complete amateur? Perfect. He'd be completely stunned later.
"If you want to try playing, you can."
"Thanks."
Pu Tong nodded but still didn't dare touch it. Just hearing her offer was enough.
Yu Wanwan had never looked forward to music class this much.
High school music classes were usually very monotonous. Sometimes other teachers even borrowed the class period. Music teachers generally enjoyed taking it easy, so this celebrity special had unexpectedly brought music class back to life.
The music teacher and the director sat in the back to enjoy the celebrity students' performances. To Pu Tong's surprise, the homeroom teacher had shamelessly brought his own stool and sat in the back as well. Whether he was maintaining order or openly fangirling, Pu Tong couldn't tell.
The celebrity students performed one by one.
First, Gan Hengxu sang a folk song a cappella. It was genuinely very good, and Pu Tong couldn't help admitting that there was a reason he was so popular.
Xie Mu also played the guitar, performing a piece Pu Tong had never heard before. His technique was good, but Pu Tong wouldn't comment on this world's music because he simply wasn't familiar with it.
Lin Yuxi and Yi Zhi Xuenai both danced. Lin Yuxi performed a dance with strong traditional Chinese elements, while Yi Zhi Xuenai performed an anime-style dance.
Although Lin Yuxi danced very well, Pu Tong was an anime fan...
So sorry, Lin Yuxi, but I choose Yi Zhi Xuenai.
Tang Luocheng sang a song, but it seemed slightly off-key. Pu Tong secretly looked around at everyone's satisfied expressions and briefly wondered whether there was something wrong with his ears.
Oh, right. His skill level was probably higher than everyone else's. After all, his years as a struggling entertainer hadn't been for nothing. Even if he had mostly served as a negative example, he was still experienced.
Chen Siqing was the flashiest of them all. He directly performed a popping dance routine. Setting aside his deliberately flirtatious poses, his dancing was actually pretty good. Considering that several girls screamed excitedly, the performance had clearly been a success.
Finally, Yu Wanwan took the stage and performed a song while accompanying herself on guitar.
Never heard it before.
Pu Tong still hadn't heard it before. To be honest, he couldn't really appreciate this world's music. But he also had no grand ambition to save the music industry from collapse.
He didn't have a cheat system, and the number of songs he remembered was limited. Once he ran out, wouldn't he become completely talentless and ruin his reputation? Better heed Xia Luo's warning.
As he listened, he gradually felt that something was off...
He didn't know the song, but from a technical perspective, there was obvious noise in the guitar's sound.
It seemed...
There was a slight problem with the guitar.
After finishing, the girl bowed to thank everyone. When she noticed Pu Tong listening attentively, she smiled in satisfaction.
At last, you're no longer obsessing over studying!
"Wow, that was really good!" Pu Tong continued praising her. He glanced at the guitar in her hands and felt that the neck was probably slightly warped. Non-professionals wouldn't be able to notice such a subtle difference.
Over the past few days, he'd found that Yu Wanwan was actually a pretty nice person and had treated him well.
If he didn't tell her, wouldn't this fool continue using a defective guitar without ever noticing?
Should he remind her?
But it would be difficult. The moment he pointed it out, wouldn't it expose the fact that he knew how to play guitar?
"It was okay, I guess." Yu Wanwan was extremely satisfied, her vanity greatly fulfilled. "Actually, I'm better at piano, but it's not very convenient to play one during class."
"And..."
When she turned to look at Pu Tong again, he had already moved far away, as if nothing that had just happened had ever occurred.
"What do you think..."
Pu Tong rested his head on his left arm, showing her only the back of his head—a picture of complete detachment from worldly affairs.
"..."
Is this guy a turtle or something?
(End of Chapter)
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